Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Aftermath Of Ignorance

Dr. Felix “Patches” Kittenson, Senior Representative of the Felinoid Science Directorate, completed his inspection of the human research facility with a growing feeling of anger. 

He had tried to impress upon these foolish naïfs the inestimable potential for disaster if they continued dabbling in matters they simply did not understand. Their deficient knowledge of particle physics, cosmological dynamics and even the most basic elements of space time mechanics almost guaranteed something most unpleasant would occur if they did not immediately cease and desist their ill-advised experimentation.

Had he known how willfully self-destructive these lesser beings had the potential to be, he’d never have even bothered to come here at all. Boarding the primitive railed ground conveyance, he gave one last scornful gaze over his shoulder, straining to hear any indication that even one of the idiots had not obliterated themselves...but heard nothing.

Humans, he sneered, good riddance to bad rubbish.

This story was written for the weekly Visual Dare flash fiction prompt: listening.


  1. What a perfect attitude for a felinoid. That's a lot of attitude for someone called Patches.

    1. Nickname from his frat days. He never shook it off

  2. Bahaha. Once again, your wonderful sense of dark irony carries all the way through this one. I love how you can take the most earth-rooted photographs and translate them into futuristic, sci-fi scenarios. that Patches has full reign of the facility...what's he gonna do next? Huh? Huh? :)

  3. Love it, great attitude, love that he calls it a 'research station'. Really good writing. You are so good at these, you give so much depth to them!