spirapira
Stories
9
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2,166
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4.3 M
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Reading
14 d, 18 h
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"Gurgle…" Early in the morning, Lu Qing woke up to the sound of his stomach growling. Feeling the hunger in his belly, he sighed and patted his stomach. "It's no use calling… Where can I get food now?" Looking at the dilapidated house he was in, which could be described as bare bones, Lu Qing forced a bitter smile. Others traverse worlds and so did he, but he can't even fill his stomach. What kind of situation is this? He had been lying in bed for two days. Two days ago, Lu Qing…
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92.8 K • Ongoing
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As my timer that I had set to remind me of the impending "burn" reached zero, I gripped the handrests of my seat in anticipation of weighing three or four times as much as normal again... but nothing happened. I glanced left and right, wondering, worriedly, if the pilots had a problem. Why were we not accelerating again? Why was I not being smooshed into the back of the seat again? Was there an emergency? Or did something happen to change our navigation plan? Finally, I realised that we were…-
68.8 K • Ongoing
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Tau Alpha-1000 moved with what he considered prudent haste, loading his belongings into a small electric-powered truck. He'd borrow and leave it at Landing's spaceport. Somebody, probably the Genetor himself, had discovered and eliminated his tap into the Heretek's data network, and he knew he had to get to safety while he could. Originally, it had been his intention to use this access to uncover proof of the Genetor's heresy. Unfortunately, his access was not complete—he only had access to the…
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I didn't follow up with Mrs Okada for about two weeks. She did say to settle into my job first. We averaged three or four calls a day, although yesterday was a fluke where there were no calls all day long. Most of the calls were traumas, which wasn't surprising, but also acute cardiac cases were pretty common. Surprisingly, it wasn't that common for there to be combat on the calls. People, even their client's assailants, tended to run or scatter when a Trauma Team AV-4 showed up, and neither the pilots…-
126.2 K • Ongoing
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As I lay motionless and silent in my bunk, I considered the past several weeks. I didn't entirely keep my head down in training. I just couldn't help myself, but the Drill Sergeants kept punishing us as a group for anything that I did myself, which I didn't feel was very fair until I thought about why they were doing it and got a seriously large dump of information from the psychological portion of my medical sense. That made everything make sense, finally, and probably would have been obvious, but I…
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126.2 K • Ongoing
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Meetings were often held virtually these days, but what was even more common than that was conference vidcalls. One such call was occurring, despite the fact that it was past eleven P.M. for everyone involved. A slightly tired-looking man said, "Present for this conference call are International Assistant General Counsel Maxine Meyers, Night City Director of RiP Ryan Davis, Night City Medical Director Samantha Kim, and myself, Tyler James. I currently hold the position of Regional Vice President for…
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126.2 K • Ongoing
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It's the little things that you don't take into account when you're making plans. Like, for example, that you've never actually flown on an airplane before, to say nothing of a helicopter, and to say nothing of an AV. There weren't even any armrests for me to white knuckle grip; the spare seat was a fold-down jumpseat, so I just gripped the five-point harness that I was strapped into for dear life. Hearing laughing over the intercom, I glanced over to the assistant Med-Tech, a man named Alex Santos, but…
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126.2 K • Ongoing
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As I ran on the treadmill, I started letting my mind wander. I had switched to a workout routine that combined fast-paced anaerobic sprints with slower-paced endurance running, it was a training regimen that I read about online, and it was supposed to have good results. I had finally bit the bullet and performed the first surgery on myself, removing my liver entirely and installing the replacement. It was locked into liver-only mode right now, as I would have to graft either synthetic polymer-based or…
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126.2 K • Ongoing
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We ended up taking the patient to the hospital and returning back to the scene as planned. Thankfully, our defeated enemies were still there, so we stacked three of them in the back of the ambulance. The one we were leaving didn't have much chrome to speak of, aside from his head which was conveniently not attached to his body, so I just shoved it in the bodybag with one of the others. Since the other guy I decapitated had a lot of chrome in his body but none in his head, I just swapped their…
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126.2 K • Ongoing
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I woke from an utterly weird and surreal dream, like something out of H.R. Giger paintings complete with incomprehensible five-dimensional shapes. I woke up with a headache, wondering if my sleep inducer was on the fritz. I checked it out while eating breakfast, and everything seemed to be working correctly, so it must have just been a very weird dream. That sometimes happened when you squeezed eight hours of rest into three, but this time it had taken the cake. Work had been getting increasingly…
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