Wednesday 18 April 2012

Tractionist Unistarch

Just some short story I made for fun. It will take you 2 minutes to read silently and 3.83 minutes to read out loud according to wolfram alpha.

Sevius ran down the dimly lit hallway carrying his happy baby meat, still fresh from lunch, in one hand and a pad full of information in the other hand. He needed to report this new information to the head of research immediately, since he thought he was right on the edge of something very important, something that might solve the last problem in the way of achieving the goal of his research foundation.
He entered the head of research’s office holding the information from the latest test. He began to describe the results, and was talking about how he was able to create a strong, low-density material that could be manufactured easily.
The head of research took the results of the research and scanned them into the computer. He pressed a few buttons and the text had been transferred into a computer document. ‘These results seem extensive,’ he said to Sevius, and then handed Sevius the pad back. ‘I’ll send these over to another laboratory for more tests. If this is the key to our troubles, then you will be greatly rewarded. You might even replace me!’
Sevius left the room with the results, and returned back down the hallway to his laboratory where he would continue doing tests on the materials. ‘Other people may be interested in the project,’ he thought to himself, ‘but I’m just fine testing with the materials.’
Days passed, and the results of Sevius’ testing were verified by several other research teams. Each one said that Sevius’ results were accurate, and that the construction of the project can begin.
The project, of course, would take years to create. The huge size of it, combined with the new technology required to even create a tiny portion of it, make it a momentous undertaking
But eventually it was built. The day it was completed was a day of great celebration for all the members of the Waterbe Nation (it was not the only nation containing Waterbe, but they believed themselves to be the greatest nation; if the project is any indication of the success of a civilisation, then they are the greatest nation).
Sevius admired the completed project from inside his Sunnevica. It was a tiny city, but it was perched atop massive wheels composed of Seviusite, the material which Sevius had developed many years before. The wheels gleamed under the light of Shraak Prime. On top of the wheels, on the deck plate, the city was there with three layers of buildings. On the bottom, there were many light-weight flats crammed between minimalistic factories already pumping out smoke from the starting of the traction cities’ engines; in the middle, there were larger houses for the important people, including Sevius; sitting on top of it all, there was the opulent palace where the emperor will inhabit. A machine with the appearance of a colossal saw was firmly attached to the front.
Sevius made his way past the crowd, which gladly parted for his Sunnevica to pass. When he reached the traction city, he shown his security pass and climbed on board to his house on the second layer of structures. In his room, he switched on the news, and live footage of the traction city was on the television.
The city began to drive forwards, and outwards towards the neighbouring countries’ capital. The colossal saw perched on the front turned hungrily.