Speak to me only in Science Fiction

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Still, too bad the Pila were no longer indentured clients. It would have been nice to meddle with their genes again. The furry little sophonts shed, and had a bothersome odor.

Trout’s leading robot looked like a human being, and could talk and dance and so on, and go out with girls. And nobody held it against him that he dropped jellied gasoline on people. But they found his halitosis unforgivable. But then he cleared that up, and he was welcomed to the human race.

He waited until everyone had left before he unscrewed the back of the new robot and checked its contents. Yes, it was still there. Safely concealed. Ah, well, he thought. I’d hoped to repeat the experiment. But one bomb should be enough.

The sight of the grill covers lifting into the heavens on the columns of vaporizing hydrogen had been startling, but it would take more than that to damage utility armor, and…

Nine-Finger pressed another button, and Jubair Azocar discovered—briefly—that he’d been wrong as the cloud of hydrogen gas erupted in an improvised fuel-air bomb that was fully capable of shredding, and incinerating, even utility armor.

We were like two atoms in one molecule, hydrogen and oxygen. Both explosive alone, but the source of everything when we came together.

Standing on the table with a sparkler in one hand and my oxygen line in the other, I reached up and gave it a try.

And holy hell, it worked! Blowing the O2 over the sparkler, I flicked the switch on the flashlight and a wonderful jst of flame fired out of the tube. The fire alarm went off, of course. But I’d heard it so much lately, I barely noticed it anymore.

Then I did it again. And again. Short bursts, nothing flashy. I was happy to take my time.

I was elated! his was the best plan ever! Not only was I clearing out the hydrogen, I was making more water!

Everything went great right up to the explosion.

It’s in your nature to destroy yourselves.

“No boom?”

“No Boom.”

“No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There’s always a boom tomorrow. What? Look, somebody’s got to have some damn perspective around here! Boom. Sooner or later. BOOM!”

“Where’s the kaboom? There was supposed to be an Earth-shattering kaboom!”

The trouble you’re expecting never happens; it’s always something that sneaks up the other way.

Run for the hills folks, or you’ll be up to your armpits in Martians!

“We won’t ruin Mars,” said the captain. “It’s too big and too good.”

“You think not? We Earth Men have a talent for ruining big, beautiful things. The only reason we didn’t set up hot-dog stands in the midst of the Egyptian temple of Karnak is because it was out of the way and served no large commercial purpose.”

Their group was called PreservationAux and it had bought an option on this planet’s resources, and the survey trip was to see if it was worth bidding on a full share. Knowing about things on the planet that might eat them while they’re trying to do whatever it is they’re doing was kind of important.

But the more adventurous of the StateSec forces who experimented with the possibility of trying to escape by sea soon gave it up. It turned out that the lifeforms in Torch’s warm oceans were every bit as exuberant as the ones in its tropical rain forests. Especially the predator that looked like a ten-meter long cross between a lobster and a manta ray, and whose dietary preferences seemed to exclude rocks but absolutely nothing else.

Can you, a simple fish-eater, understand your betters? Are you worthy to judge one whose forebears were at the top of the ocean food-chain? And dealt as judges of the sssea with all your kind?”

Just kidding. We are vegetarian.

It sounds like, well, just as though you’re describing some form of super carrot.

“You’re only a ‘superman,’ Kennesaw, if you compare the average of the Sacred Band to the average of the rest of humanity. Unfortunately, you’re now in the hands of two men who, in different ways, vary quite widely from the norm. Partly because of our own genetic background, and partly due to training and habit.”

I think he did a little too much LDS.