Adam Dryden

Joined July 2017

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Love Can
Love can be a battleground, with beautiful explosions; it can sting like a venom, dissolving your heart with its corrosion.
By Adam Dryden5 years ago in Poets
Augmented
As many of you may already know, virtual reality entertainment is on the rise. The only real challenge is making it affordable so it can be mass produced, while consistently enhancing the graphics and adding more realistic and tangible elements to the experience such as controllers or props. But what of augmented reality, VR's less acknowledged yet more insidious cousin?
By Adam Dryden6 years ago in 01
I Can See You
I can see you in every drop of water that falls when it rains I can see you when I wake up in the night from all of these pains
By Adam Dryden6 years ago in Poets
ALKAPHIRA: Chapter Three
Dr. Greene winced as a crash rocked the hull. It felt as though they had landed. With eyes still wet from the soul-crushing epiphany of his own lost world, Jim shadowed Ivy through a cascading network of thick, spiraling cables and wires. Like feral mice in the walls of a huge mechanized abandoned house. Passing by vents Greene caught glimpses of rooms filled with what seemed like small children with their eyes glued to flashing screens. Other rooms contained robotic repair equipment, some had what seemed to be incubation tubes. They leaped and crawled for what felt like miles before reaching an opening that led to an airlock... a way out.
By Adam Dryden6 years ago in Futurism
ALKAPHIRA: Chapter Two
Several hours had passed in calming silence as the battered escape pod spiralled through the glimmering black abyss of space. Dr Greene was drained, and his eyes were growing heavier by the minute. Ivy's eyes were glued to the porthole.
By Adam Dryden7 years ago in Futurism
ALKAPHIRA: Chapter One
Mankind had long chased the dream of reaching immortality. It was the promised ultimatum of a galaxy controlled by the Divine Solar Emperor. He was god-like, technologically superior to the point of holding a messianic status above the entire galactic market. Engineers and developers alike revered him, naturists and libertarians despised him. Regardless of the controversy, over a millennia of progress stood splayed across over half of the Milky Way galaxy by means of a Neuro-electric Transit (NeT) system. Facilitating trade, logistics, and warfare, the NeT was a virtual universe built upon the reverse-engineered technology of a hyper-sentient race called the Alkaphirans.
By Adam Dryden7 years ago in Futurism