“Martian sentiment has turned sharply against the C’rululian Empire,” the soldier stammered out to General Vikiper. Vikiper enjoyed the tremor in the soldier’s body as he spoke, but not enough to offset the seriousness of the news. “Continue.” Vikiper ordered. “Several soldiers with ties close to the Empire have been relieved from duty in the Martian […]Read More Unchained
Sarah remembered that when she was little, people would dress up as ghosts, witches or goblins for Halloween. Now Martians were all the rage. People would smear themselves in all sorts of gross green makeup and try to add strange appendages to themselves. Modern trick-or-treaters never got the green of real Martians right. Martian green […]Read More Post Hallowtide
Previously on The Martian Muckraker: For months Sarah of Earth and C’therax of Mars traded information by interplanetary transmission to aid the cause of freedom on both sides of Earth’s Great Barricade. Earthling authorities want Sarah, an influential political agitator, arrested or killed but lack the political consensus to do so. C’therax and his allies […]Read More Trapped!
Hello, my name is F’delty. Would that you could see the tears on the transmitter as I write this… My father was one of thousands of Martians who hailed Mars begging for escape transports the day the Earthlings’ Great Barricade started to rise. For years, we have had no information of the outside galaxy, no […]Read More Newspaper in Exile
C’therax entered the small silver cylindrical habitation. It was nothing luxurious, but for good reason. It was expensive to transport anything across Jupiter’s gravity field. For those who loved gravity diving or wanted to be away from the busier planets though, this moon was the place to be. Through the shimmer of the gravity shield […]Read More What did you know?
“You’ve been coming here everyday?” C’therax gave a start and looked back to see Sp’Rark approaching the crater’s edge. “You scared me,” he said. He turned back to look again at the vast Crater whose edge he was sitting at. The red soil here twinkled under the Martian sun. In the distance one could see […]Read More A Conquered Nation
“C’therax! Over here!” Sp’Rark called. C’therax looked and saw Sp’Rark and Dr. Vyryn by the force field gate. He nodded and ran over to them. The force field opened. “Dr. Vyryn! It is so good to see you old friend,” a lengthy elderly martian called out. Dr. Vyryn and the newcomer embraced. “Sp’Rark, C’therax this […]Read More Computing Justice