Fiction Issue #3

Please submit completed stories of no more than 2,000 words.

Fiction Issue #3

"'A small step for a man,' he hissed into the intercom as his lead-loaded soles stepped out of the airlock and sank into a dusty, malleable rock surface far more pristine than human history knew. Maybe someone at mission control would appreciate the joke, he thought. Just to do away with the absurdity of the endeavor."

A mysterious return trip to the moon's surface goes horrible awry.

Fiction Issue #3

"After about an hour, the cold got brutal. I tried to get outside, since the sun was shining and it looked like it wasn't as bad out there. When I reached the front door, I put on my overcoat and tried to turn the knob. It had frozen shut. My hand burned from the cold when I touched it."

Darius Poyer is cold ... so very cold.

Fiction Issue #3

"Jerry hugged closely against the contours, looking for gaps or seams. It held up well almost all the way across until finally his character slipped through into oblivion and went limp. Ragdoll physics were probably the greatest job satisfaction there was in quality assurance, he thought as his character bounced a few moments, twitching violently in opposing directions."

A game tester tries to escape from his hijacked development studio.

Fiction Issue #3

"The situation was dire, and becoming more so. It was time for the bard to call on a higher power. 'My friends, you will soon force my hand. If you do not desist in this loutish mode of outlander speech, I shall be forced to call upon Those Who Watch Above in Silence.' A hushed calm fell over the tavern. Torgil gazed from one face to the next, ensuring that they understood the gravity of his words.

"'Dude,' said the wizard, 'is he going to, like, report us?'"

Torgil the Bard attempts to stave off the invasion of his beloved RP server.

Fiction Issue #3

"Barry smiled and raised his sword to the skybox. 'Behold, guildmates! Dr. Funkentime has arrived to quell this uprising most evil. I have but one question to ask of my brothers in arms before we cut these heathens down. Do you feel funky? Because it's FUNKENTIME!'"

Two cubicle-dwelling brothers in arms lose everything to save their online world.