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Gravity Surge Animated Series Trailer

Posted in Gravity Surge, Sci-Fi, Youtube on August 1, 2022 by GuNNhead

Void Egest II

Posted in Fiction, Gravity Surge, Sci-Fi on June 10, 2022 by GuNNhead

[Activate:: Gravity Blades]

I launch myself at the one directly in front of me, the largest of them. It somehow manages to deflect my attack. I should have cut right through it. Nearly past it, I spin backwards while inside of its defenses and manage to slice all the way through it. Below the rib cage, no spinal contact. It drops, squealing and thrashing about, it won’t be going far with its guts splashed on the forest floor.

[Activate:: Gravity Bullets]

Facing the rest, I jump backwards to keep my distance and fire. Another attack that should have torn right through them only knocked one down, the other blasts are blocked or barely even damaged them at all. Two of them split off into the forest, while the remaining 3 converge on me. I leap over one, and try to take off its head, I make it through the flesh, but my blade gets caught on the spine, and I’m taken to the ground as it falls. The other 2 take this opportunity to repeatedly stab at my torso. I roll to the right and slice the Achilles tendons of one of them, leaping back up to my feet. Bleeding profusely, I had forgotten what life had felt of, trapped for so long among eternal monstrosities. I am eternal. Life is so simple, so short, and on an inescapable collision course with its own end. I can feel it, like a memory forgotten at the back of my mind. I am cut off from from the spiral towards entropy. The drive to end life. I walk towards the creature on the ground, place my foot on its head, sinking its snapping jaws into the dirt, and grab it by the forearms, pulling. The arms tear off and spray me with its blood as the skull is crushed. I had forgotten this brutal simplicity. I close my eyes and feel my body pierce the other creature with the severed limbs. I feel the life leave its body as it collapses, just as I feel one of the final two creatures stab through me again. My hand grabs onto the snout and I push back against it with my other hand, dragging its spine out of its body along with its its head. The claws slide out of me when it collapses. he final one is found, and beaten to death, blow after blow, fist after fist, its heart keeps beating and pounding while I am continually stabbed in the sides and back until there is nothing but a mulch of dirt and bloody remains.

I stand, and continue forward in the direction of that light I had seen before. A dome. I make it a good while and begin to see daylight before I succumb to my wounds and hit the ground, but I cannot die…

When I awaken, I can see I’m not far from some sort of giant metallic structure overgrown with plantlife. It looks like it’s been here a long time. I try to think of how long I may have been gone, trapped outside of reality in a nameless dimension where elder gods ruled supreme, but it’s of no use. I focus on the now. This thing is on my planet. I leap to the top of a nearby tree to get a better look, and the sight encompasses my entire vision. It’s a giant city inside a dome. Huge extended feet support it, and countless pipes and tubes derive from it, digging deep into Loamerian soil.

Void Egest I

Posted in Fiction, Gravity Surge, Sci-Fi on June 3, 2022 by GuNNhead

It has been days now since I’ve been expelled back into my dimension, back onto Loamerian soil. Somehow, my powers have been greatly diminished, locked away. Flight reduced to leaps, wells nigh-impossible to produce. I believed it temporary, a leftover from my return, but it has become obvious I must make my way back to my craft and discover the cause. It also has a deep connection to the Gravity Surge, together we were trapped in hyperspace, within that misty othergrey. It’s form and core, also altered by its time within that nowhere to be found dimension. Now, in a deep, humid jungle, I know where I am, and while I cannot sense it, I know that I left it on the other side of the world. It will take days to make it there in my current condition, if I can still run fast enough over water. I can’t afford to stay here on this continent with the cyborgs while in my condition.

It is nightfall when I reach land and first notice a faint glow off in the distance. But it cannot be my craft, I am still a few thousand kilometers away from where I left it, inside of a giant skull. Who or what could it be? How did it get here, through my gravitational anomaly? Could life have evolved that far while I’ve been gone? As I get closer I can see it’s from a large dom– I’m slammed mid-thought in mid-air back down through the cool forest, and I splash into the ground. Peering through the coniferous treetops I see what appears to be a giant jeholopterus circling the area, with a few others in the periphery and higher altitudes. I decide to travel the rest of the way under tree cover, I’d rather not risk getting an arm taken off by one, no clue what my healing ability is like.

Before I can take my first step, I notice something moving in the forest. As I scan the undergrowth to determine the source of the rustling, a beast springs out of the darkness from the opposite direction, clamping its jaws down on my forearm. The spray of my boiling black blood is enough to melt its face and eyes, as well as loosen its grip enough for me to get away, but not enough to deter it in any way. It continues towards me, slashing and snarling, when two more bi-pedal entelodonts leap out at me from either side. I manage to stumble back to avoid them, but they deftly slide by each other without colliding. I’m only able to put a few feet between us when I make it to a small clearing, and 3 more emerge from the dark, scythe-like front hooves shining in the moonlight. Snorts and grunts exuding mists of condensation out into the cool air, drool pouring out of their giant fanged, tusked snouts. Their gaze, synchronous beady eyes interrogating my stance. Slowly they circle, awaiting their chance to strike. I won’t give them the chance.

Time to Kill

Posted in Fiction, Sci-Fi on January 16, 2013 by GuNNhead

Panel 4: *Takes another sip*

By and By IV

Posted in Fiction, Sci-Fi, The Permanent Mind on September 12, 2012 by GuNNhead

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“No, you idiot, don’t you see? The digital, that’s humanity’s perfection! One may shape themselves, strip their flesh from its own weaknesses. Flaws disappear from the mind as the do the skin within the innerworld.”
“But, Chaice, you weren’t meant for this, this isn’t real.”
“Reality always sounds pessimistic to me. Flat facts, things that are neutral. They simply are. I think it’s the lack of positivity, or purpose, a path that can be followed. Having to make your own decisions is a little isolating, a little cumbersome. People drown in life.
it’s very nice, in life, to pretend, to fake a reality, but the real, blank face of what is, is that there is nothing. there is no meaning, and no purpose. there is no depth. There is no reason. There is no meaning, and there never will be. it’s impossible, for there is no inherent meaning or purpose in the universe. it simply is. So, then, any relations you want to be meaningful are impossible, they will all be meaningless; there is no love. Meaning cannot be created either. perhaps only reason, observing in the past tense. indulge in the meaningless, for it is all there is.”
“But what about our life? Our friendship? If I know me, I’m working on something out there. An what about the plan?”
“I’ll still help fund the project, but I blame you for my death, you were always short-sighted and foolish. Nanites? You damn fool. Just go, I can do better on my own, you may be installed, but you’re still connected.”

You can find a variety of different replicas here.

I continues to boost across the barren landscape, looking for the small spec of a hacker outpost where I might find help for my friend. Arriving, I follow a narrow stairway into the ground, and presses a pattern on a blank dead end. It opens.

“Wey,” A voice shouts at me from the darkness, “long time no see.”
“Well, outerworldly, yeah, I got a big problem, it’s Chaice.”
“How is he?”
“She’s dead, the companymen, it’s all my fault, you gotta help us Elz, you’re the only one I knew who could do anything here. We might need Ceta.” Gillick comes and helps bring Chaice’s body to a more appropriate area of the underground hacker complex.
“What happened?” Elz fiddles around frantically with wires, widgets, and sprockets.
“Went to the Companymen, heard about this new thing, the paradisio drive. We stole some UEC from a NewGov facility, got hard installs on the innerworld.”
“That was you?”
“I’m not sure I can help, Wey, our systems are down. How’d you hear about the paradisio drive?”
“Ceta was talking about it a few clicks ago, I had some connections with some rogue agents to get my hands on one in a secret facility.”
“Have you heard from Ceta since?”
“Least I heard, he was dead.”
“Yeah, same here.” She makes one final connection, and proper lighting returns to the facility, processors and drives can be heard booting up. “Let’s see what we can do.”