Cars spread new wings and soar, others grow paws and prehensile tails and climb into the canopy, honking loudly at each other as they do so

The skyscrapers mutate under the athaumic fallout and for the first time, the urban jungle sprouts concrete branches, nonsense ads blossom

she’s wearing a lightning crown, her hair’s a tangle of field lines, aurorae play over her eyeballs

touch a column and gray circles briefly expand over its surface↵sing and an occasional flash of color reveals part of the palace

on an otherwise featureless plain, a wave ripples through the air, turns transparent columns and arches opaque for an instant

you aimlessly twiddle the knobs of the artifact, one switches on your heart’s and veins’ debug mesh and you see it pulsing through your skin

mail from the taxonomists - names are in!↵kelp cloud: serpens↵anemone cloud: atomnemone↵mushroom cloud: fungocumulus↵tree cloud: apocalyptus

Q: what do you call a way of organizing punctuation?↵A: a periodic system

Among the molecules of style, one finds the common ellipsis (…) but also the rare double-stop (..), triatomic comma (,,, - very reactive),

You return to old photos of yours to find the buildings decaying, the portraits aging, the food long molded over

While you’ve been slaving away, your sexbot has hacked a bank and bought your company. She hasn’t told you yet but enjoys the subversion

“Ha! To catch a net, you need a fish, not another net!”, says Hagbard Celine, and disguises the Leif Erikson as a giant salmon

Experimenter’s log: Seeding AIs with any apocalyptechic religion whatsoever seems to make them go for eschaton. Avoid: [very long list]

In an effort to ground its values, we created the AI religious. Now it calls itself Metatron, messenger of God, and we kinda had it coming

Earth really was flat once, but the Atlanteans pissed off the god of origami who then folded Earth into a sphere with Atlantis on the inside

⏼: Wow you fuck like a machine↵⏻: Th-↵⏼: Not a compliment. Agent Sears, Anthropol. When have you last renewed your Turing license

flirt tactics and sex positions used only by sexbots: highly effective, yet stigmatized because only traitors to humanity would know them

After the fall of civilization, the CEOs of old become founders of dynasties. Sometimes, however, people luck into one of the royal faces,

The last interview is the oath of genetic fealty: A gene mod that makes you and your descendants obey those with the right smell and face

Red dots lurk in the corners of your vision. Standby lights, yes, but why do they seem to light up and move when you turn away

One mad general once built a psychic bomb out of ten of them bound to mine cars. It wiped the minds of both the besieged and his own army

Telepaths tend to avoid each other since when they meet, the resulting feedback loop incapacitates both them and the people around them.

that state of thought salad experienced while waking up is also called gnossolalia

The spell works by tradition and wishful thinking - only goth ghosts haunt the wards and their bright forms are often mistaken for angels

Etched into maternity ward doors in spectral runes, the words “memento nasci” are meant to remind ghosts of birth and their own finity

“why don’t they dupe anything valuable”↵that sort of thing was nerfed after the Midas bug, they got monitoring in place for this

Office buildings cut off mid-air, rectangular patches of pink weeds, homeless people who dupe-bug the same soylent bag for a year to survive

Too much computation in one place wears out the matrix, it starts failing near datacenters. Once-bustling tech hubs give way to glitch belts

You drop your phone, a twinkling cloud escapes the shattered screen, and even weeks later you still find pixels in your clothes

toroidian meetup is wednesday 19:00 (sphere time, zero-meridian), donuts of course provided, higher genera welcome as well

the society for topological diversity admits earthers of all convictions: round, flat (all projections), ovoid, piroid, potatoid

Computers weren’t made to understand speech, humans were. When voice interfaces finally succeed, they’re implantable voices, whisperfriends,

You can tell you’re entering the bad parts of the forest by the pixie graffiti on the leaves

add a number of vibration motors and you also have force feedback, let it not harden at all and you have a screen but for hands

free idea: a silicone putty with sensors in it that can harden as whatever controller you want

The Antarctic Glacier Preservation Dam, also known as “Sauron’s Crown” for its characteristic glacier breakers, is a human megastructure in

Why not move Earth’s axis into southern Atlantic / NW-Pacific so the ice caps are both over ocean, this would free up so much land

You’re not asking who put it there. Both of you just enjoy talking to someone on Imaginary Earth, where the sun is weird and politics easy

All your communication is routed through an optic link bouncing off an imaginary-angled mirror in the meridian where your spheres intersect

Your best Internet friend lives in GMT+2i and it’s a bit of a challenge to match your sleep cycles, or talk to each other at all that is

dying galaxies turning red with age are often referred to as aimaxiae, streets of blood instead of milk

Beyond the platonic plane lie the transplatonian objects: Unthinkables shrouded in obscurity, yet-unthoughts in deep freeze, dark gödelians

As his last wish, his ashes are scattered in low Earth orbit, where they trigger a Kessler cascade and bring down most of our satellites

They say a pollinator will come for the prettiest supernova nebulae, uncoil a proboscis down the gravity well, leave behind a universe seed

Let the market solve suffering, they said↵Apply the full creativity of the human species, they said↵wait, no, not that way, they sa

The screams of the damned are meticulously recorded in a public ledger, abstract at first, but about a year in the first humans can be heard

Not to be outdone by Moloch, Lucifer releases Hellcoin: Based on proof-of-pain, it rewards miners for novel ways to torture sentient beings

We find the android resting under the reactor. Radiation gives it the best ideas, it says, and the personality changes are fun too

LED wallpaper that tracks your head’s position and displays sun and stars as if the walls were transparent

Mushrooms have overgrown the library, feasted on its contents. When cut, they bleed ink, when eaten, they tell you stories never written