Escher and Rothko were devastated at the loss of their good friend, Savitri.
They didn’t know if she was dead, or just somewhere else, but they felt they
needed to memorialize her either way. They decided to honor her at a
particular cliff she used to frequent. They didn’t realize that this was where
she had once considered committing suicide, and returned often to remind
herself that her life had value. Effigy asked to attend Savtri’s memorial, and
they let her, because even though she was indirectly responsible for all of
this world’s problems, it didn’t appear as though she had set out to do them
harm. They were mostly just in her way. This was the first time she had
thought to sit down and explain herself. Yes, an army of white monsters were
trying to come through the portal, and yes, she wanted to bring them
through intact, rather than broken and damaged. The army, however, was just
there to make sure the world they landed on was safe. Most of the people who
would be making the trip were civilians, looking for a better life. She
explained to them how the universe, as the humans saw it, was either infinite,
or might as well have been. There was plenty of space and resources for
everyone. Her universe of origin, however, was very finite. It barely went
past the orbit of their moon. They could see stars in the distance, but they
seemed to be holographic illusions, as a great impenetrable wall prevented
them from traveling anywhere close to them. Several of her people had died in
the attempt. Unfortunately, the threat of overpopulation wasn’t enough to stop
that population from growing. People just kept having kids, and they were
already so great in numbers that it was nigh impossible to coordinate a way to
prevent them from continuing to do so. Scientists worked tirelessly, trying to
solve the problem, and they did find a solution. They built a gigantic machine
that could transport thousands of people to other universes. Sadly, this
machine was all but destroyed before it could ever be used for this mission,
and while time travel did suggest that didn’t matter, the remnants of this
machine made its way into human hands, which was where it stayed throughout
multiversal eternity. The machine was first built using stolen technology, and
there was no way to get it back. They simply did not have the resources, or
political backing, to try this again. The portal was the only way, according
to Effigy. Escher and Rothko listened to her politely, and after hours of
discussions, they formulated a truce. The two of them would no longer
interfere with the time monsters coming through, but neither would they let
her repair the portal, so the full beings could cross over. Effigy had to be
all right with this, because it was really her only choice. Even without
Savitri, the humans here were unbeatable. Besides, she was immortal, and they
were not, so she figured she could just wait them out. After a while, the
three of them formed a deeper working relationship, and eventually, there was
no denying that they were kind of nearly the approximation of friends.
She even ended up joining them in a more formal way, which served to
reconstitute the Triumvirate.
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Sundays (macrofiction)
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The Advancement of Mateo Matic
Now that the lineup has been irreversibly established, and their reliance upon the direction of any external force removed from the equation, Team Matic must decide for themselves what missions to take. As they approach the year that changes everything, they may find themselves on a long detour.
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Reflections
Roughly one hundred people die every minute. This series is told from the point of view of the hundred that took this final journey all over the world on the very first minute of 2022.
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Extremus vol. 2
Now over 17,000 light years into the journey, the Extremus inducts a new Captain, and continues on towards their hypothetical new home. This is second of nine volumes in the Extremus multiseries.
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My name is Nick Fisherman III. It's not my real name, but that's not because I'm trying to hide from my former agency, or something. I named myself after someone I've known for most of my life, and he chose it in honor of his late best friend. I took up writing when I found myself failing 8th grade science, and realized I might never reach my dream of becoming a biochemist, a meteorologist, and a quantum physicist. I started developing my canon after a scouting trip to an island inspired what I thought would be my first novel. I founded this website upon the advice of many people, who told me I needed to get my work out there, and not wait for an agent to accept my manuscript. You can expect one new story every day. Weekdays are for microstories, which are one or two paragraphs long. They're usually only thematically linked, so you won't have to read one to understand another, but they do sometimes tell a combined story. Sundays are for my continuous longer story, The Advancement of Mateo Matic, which I started in the beginning, and won't end until 2066. Saturdays are for long series, most of which take place in the same universe as Mateo, and add to the larger mythology.
Wednesday, July 15, 2020
Microstory 1408: Dogs and Cats, Living Together
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