Hurry up and answer, thought Leon as the vidphone kept dialing. Hurry. Up. Finally it flickered to life, where a dazed Lucy’s face appeared on the screen, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “Leon?” she answered. “It’s like eight o’clock … Continue reading WW 182: Replicanthropes – Day 5

“Donkeys,” muttered the man to himself. “Utter donkeys, the lot of them.” He started another pot of noodles, idly throwing in soy cubes and scraps of this morning’s pork. A knocking sounded at the back door. He went to open … Continue reading WW 182: Replicanthropes – Day 4

“I don’t wanna take it out, it’s raining,” said Mae. “Besides, the plasma gets all over my hands, Uncle Chew.” Chew looked up from his workstation and sighed. “It always raining, it Los Angeles. New eyes need clean tank. Empty … Continue reading WW 182: Replicanthropes – Day 3

I have to keep running. He felt a slight brush of air and heard a sharp clang as a bullet whistled past him. He ducked around the corner and into a darkened doorway, breathing heavy and willing himself to not … Continue reading WW 182: Replicanthropes – Day 2

Harry Bryant threw a newspaper across the room and contemplated having bourbon for breakfast. He was interrupted by a beep that heralded the call he had been dreading. A thin, reedy voice on the other end of the line asked, … Continue reading WW 182: Replicanthropes – Day 1

Early in the 21st Century, THE TYRELL CORPORATION advanced Robot evolution into the NEXUS phase – a being virtually identical to a human – known as a Replicant. The NEXUS 6 Replicants were superior in strength and agility, and at least … Continue reading WW 182: Replicanthropes – Sign Ups