comedy

Humor and comedy in the science fiction and fantasy space.

Stayin' Alive
Jacoby sucked in a breath between clenched teeth. He felt surreal; weightless and dizzy, yet stuck to the floor like his feet had grown roots that anchored him to hell. He stared over Belona’s shoulder at the screen in horrible fascination, completely thunderstruck. He didn’t know if he would throw up or giggle like a person gone mad, but either was likely, and probably both at the same time when his heart dropped back into place.
By Bele Royce 5 years ago in Futurism
11 Reasons why this (2020) might be the weirdest year...
! . 11 Reasons why this (2020) might be the weirdest year EVER! . 1) Can someone please take that bottle of Whisky out of Gods hands!
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi5 years ago in Futurism
The Turd Adventures
The Beginning of Things for Turds Mr. Haneywoedle was born from Good Things one gloomy Thursday in October. By Good Things I mean peas, carrots, potatoes, broccoli, bananas, apples and apricots. Especially apricots - his Maker really loved those. For a turd, Mr. Haneywoedle was perfect – not too muscular and not too fatty. His texture and complexion were smooth and solid, and in length he was just above average.
By Whittler5 years ago in Futurism
A Grave Misunderstanding That Leads to the Destruction of Humanity
-You are Dr. Mariana Munroe- You were born on a Wednesday. An average day for an average baby. You didn’t even scream when you came out of your mother’s womb. The doctors were worried you were stillborn, but your mother knew you were alright. You were smart and strong like her, which made her proud from the very first moment you were born.
By Jamie G.8 years ago in Futurism
Maria the Savior
A flash of green light filled the room. And then it was gone. In its place stood a man. "It's you!" Maria wasn't fazed. It was herself indeed, sitting in her bed, drinking some tea and catching up on her celebrity gossip on the computer. "Yes, I'm me. What about it?"
By Laura Prado9 years ago in Futurism
Anxious Andy
The shivers. The jitters. The shakes. The whatchyamacallits. Whatever it was, Andy Confundido had it. Es una pena que no estoy aqui hoy... it’s a pity that I’m not here today... yo deseo que puedo hablar con otras personas... I wish I could talk to other people... necesito practicar mi español... I need to practice my Spanish... thought Andy as he wandered back and forth through the crowded Mexican beachside dance club, feigning that he was urgently replying to a text message as girls danced and shook their fingers at him beckoningly (he was in fact just typing out his anxieties verbatim in the notes document of his smartphone).
By Nick Lotz9 years ago in Futurism
Stalker's Night Live!
He gritted his nicotine stained teeth, staring at the computer screen that illuminated his sweaty face. Pressing his finger to his temple, he shouted into the empty room “Come on, Barnaby Willickers, send me the next telepathic message!”
By Nick Lotz9 years ago in Futurism
The Pick Up
This story is my homage to the Netflix series Black Mirror. If you haven’t seen it yet, let me take a minute to warn you: It will change the way you think about everything. It’s a fantastic look at the possibilities and issues in the near future. From the surreal devotion to our social media standing, so much that it drives you crazy, to killer cyber-bees used to target internet bullies. If you enjoy this, you should definitely check out the show.
By Mickey Finn9 years ago in Futurism