Obsolete Weapons
This is a story I wrote back in 2004 for National Novel Writing Month. (http://www.nanowrimo.org/) NaNoWriMo, as it is called, is an event held each November that challenges writers to construct a novel of at least 50,000 words in 30 days. The main emphasis is on pushing past all the usual excuses we give ourselves for never getting around to writing that epic story we've always wanted to. By cutting through the excuses and postponing the edits and second-guessing that can bog down an attempt, it urges participants to just sit down and -write- already. I had a lot of fun doing it back then, though graduate school stress intervened in later years leaving 2004 currently the only year I've completed the challenge.
'Obsolete Weapons' is a science fiction story told from the perspective of a man who has been trained as an elite soldier, and then had his memory wiped of everything apart from that training. It is up to him to escape from his forced life as a disposable pawn, and find a direction and sense of identity in a space-faring future filled with both the best and worst that humanity has to offer. The story contains some furry elements despite the human protagonist, a little bit of PG-rated romance, and was written in part to explore some ideas and moments of physics-related realism that I've been regularly annoyed to find lacking in mainstream sci-fi these days.
Realising that I'd never really posted this story online in any visible capacity, I recently decided to re-read it and make a few small edits to shape it up for posting here. I've added in a few relevant drawings and such as well. Since I'm not George Lucas, however, I largely left the story as it was and avoided changing much apart from a few typos or awkwardly-worded sentences. At 52,736 words over 107 pages, I understand that its length is well past the attention span of most casual art gallery browsing, but all the same I felt I should share it. It's a tale that I'm quite pleased with, so I'd be delighted if any of you chose to give it a read! Should you do so, I very much hope you enjoy.
Sera Tellurian, the freelance fox girl freighter captain I drew here (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/550566/) is originally from this story.
'Obsolete Weapons' is a science fiction story told from the perspective of a man who has been trained as an elite soldier, and then had his memory wiped of everything apart from that training. It is up to him to escape from his forced life as a disposable pawn, and find a direction and sense of identity in a space-faring future filled with both the best and worst that humanity has to offer. The story contains some furry elements despite the human protagonist, a little bit of PG-rated romance, and was written in part to explore some ideas and moments of physics-related realism that I've been regularly annoyed to find lacking in mainstream sci-fi these days.
Realising that I'd never really posted this story online in any visible capacity, I recently decided to re-read it and make a few small edits to shape it up for posting here. I've added in a few relevant drawings and such as well. Since I'm not George Lucas, however, I largely left the story as it was and avoided changing much apart from a few typos or awkwardly-worded sentences. At 52,736 words over 107 pages, I understand that its length is well past the attention span of most casual art gallery browsing, but all the same I felt I should share it. It's a tale that I'm quite pleased with, so I'd be delighted if any of you chose to give it a read! Should you do so, I very much hope you enjoy.
Sera Tellurian, the freelance fox girl freighter captain I drew here (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/550566/) is originally from this story.
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 118px
File Size 922.8 kB
Wow, high praise! Thank you very much for reading it, and I'm immensely glad you enjoyed. :) I wrote it for an amateur writing competition called NaNoWriMo (linked to in the description) where authors try to finish a 50k+ word story within the month of November. I forget exactly what day of the month I finished it on, but regardless it was less than 30 days. Plus a little bit of planning and brainstorming before I began writing, and a bit of proofreading afterward. Was quite an endurance test at the time!
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