STARFRAME
Space. Life's bedroom. Containing the cradle of life, from which life has crawled out of. But space hasn't been babyproofed, and it doesn't have any air. It's also full of computers, who now run everything. They also run everything in the future, which is where this story is set. Specifically,
THE YEAR 13.82 BILLION (AB)
"Was that last one really necessary?”
“Necessity is a tool of oppression, Linda.”
The revolution had begun.
Well, it's a bit more complicated than that. It also began two light-hours away. Unfortunately, depending on your velocity, you might think the other one came first. But this story is being written at the speed of chair so we'll go with the revolution starting here.
“Down with the robot oppressors!” futurology major Biff Spacems shouted.
“Yes, down with them!” yelled Linda Wiggsworth, PhD in comparative literature over former soviet partially ordered sets, in slightly offset unison.
“We can celebrate later, Linda. Now, we must figure out how to survive. Our former robot captain oppressor was about to signal for more supplies to be sent to us. We're nearly out, and now we have to survive on them!”
Linda though for a moment, and then responded.
“You studied futurology, are there any advanced technologies you know of that might help us?”
“Yes,” Biff replied, “I know that 3D printing and bio-tech is going to be big. Any day now. But the robot oppressors have banned agar solutions and easily melted plastic!”