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Roppongi
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ISBN-10: 0-96896-300-5
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Genre: Science Fiction/Humor/Speculative
eBook Length: 28 Pages
Published: October 2010
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Centuries in the future humanity’s survivors fight mankind’s last battle—and it’s a battle for your mind!

On an alien world in a deep underground base a young scientist named Tommy Tanaka invents a new spaceship engine. The engine allows colonists to go back to Earth in days and not the hundreds of years it originally took to arrive on planet Phoenix. But he soon realizes something is wrong with life on base Roppongi. Cloned Watcher controllers have monitored the progress of planetary terra-forming for hundreds of years, getting the planet ready for all colonists. But a possible murder and a decrypted message from his grandfather convinces Tommy that he must fly back to Earth to solve a transpiring riddle.

As Tommy and his girlfriend Cat slowly peel the onion skin they encounter inexplicable delays on getting back to Earth. Both are convinced that Earth harbors a dark mystery that no one wants to discuss. As they put their lives at risk on getting back home they wonder if they’re ready for the truth. Will they make it back or die trying?

Author’s Disclaimer: If you like dark secrets and conspiracies, then you’ll love Roppongi. Roppongi is for those who know in their hearts that the truth is not being told. For those bold enough to search for the truth—there are consequences! Tony Teora

Roppongi (Excerpt)


I'd like to think that God's not dead, just drunk.

-Roppongi bar tender

Prison is not a place; it is a state of mind.

And my mind was telling me that I had to find a way to get topside, and then back home to Earth, where life with my better half would have a chance. I dreamed of a day where we'd live above ground, and walk in a woodsy park, watching real leaves waver and rustle from a warm spring breeze. There we'd walk barefoot, joyfully sauntering across soft grassy fields without a care in the world. But here, living in a cold off-world housing complex on planet Phoenix, well...that was challenging. The hi-tech underground Roppongi Compound, although well thought out and efficiently constructed, was nothing more than a prison of illusion. It reminded me of the time I bit into a delicious looking apple made out of wax. I'd been reading a lot lately, and I wasn't sure if it was an Ernest Hemingway story talking about pine trees and the smell of a sweet fern-made campsite bed, or a story by George Orwell on the all seeing Big Brother-all I knew was that I had to get the hell off this rotten planet, even if it killed me. Somehow I thought it just might. My new discovery gave me hope, and for space explorers, if you needed anything...well, you needed a little hope.

Susan, one of my three contractually assigned mates here on Phoenix, inspected my recent discovery with curious cat like eyes. It was something I really liked about Susan; she was smart and had big beautiful green eyes. I nicknamed her 'Cat' and she seemed to like it. One of the few benefits of living at the Roppongi Compound vs. Earth (from from what I read at eLab library), was that people here were prettier and smarter than on old Earth. The planned pregnancies and genius sperm bank usually ensured children were smart and healthy. (Although I wasn't so sure about the Watcher clones). Healthy people were usually good looking, or at least that's what my late grampa Michio said in a pre-recorded birthday message. Any babies that had genetic defects got recycled. It was one of the Watcher rules.

Susan pulled back her long auburn hair and gave a cheeky smile. Susan smiled a lot. Some of her smiles would transform into a young girlish laugh, especially about my idea of getting off this hellhole. I knew she thought I was nuttier than squirrel shit, but I didn't give a bug's behind. I think that's why she liked me. My gramp said women liked nutty men. She shook her head, and walked around my spinning metallic donut ring, inspecting it like one would a magician's magic hat. It looked like an old kid's bicycle rim, floating, spinning, and suspended above my antigrav levitation plate. She raised a cat's eyebrow and said charmingly, "Tommy Tanaka-you got it to float? How much magnetic force?"

"I found the gravitonic coefficient." Actually I stole part of the solution from my grampa's research data dump. But that was none of her business.

"You mean there's no magnetic field? Just a reverse gravity field polarization."

"You got it-it's floating by its little self. I figured out the field strength multiplier required to get the antigrav field reducer to work. If I jack up the power, I can even get a net reverse gravitational force, it's just balanced now but I can shoot that ring into the ceiling with a dial over here."

Cat cocked her head at the ceiling above. Some paint was chipped and there was a small crack. "You already shot it into the ceiling...didn't you Tom?"

I laughed at the earlier mishap. At twenty five, you were allowed a little slack at Roppongi. "Yeah, I kinda dialed in a little too much power. It's just a little ding-ding. I'll fix it before they do a 'big brother' report."

"Big brother? You mean Watcher, don't you? You don't have a big brother."

"I'm reading an old book from gramp called Nineteen Eight-Four. 'Big brother' is a term for someone with snooping eyes, like 'ole Dr. Davis."

"Where'd you get that? I don't recall seeing that on Eve?"

"I got it for my twenty-fifth, it was in a time-capsule from gramp, he had that and a few others downloaded to an old ebook he left me."

"He gave you an ebook! Wow!"

"Pretty cool, huh. No vid terminal reading. I got four authors Eve doesn't list: Ernest Hemingway, George Orwell, Darrell Bain and Phillip K. Dick. Those writers are very slick machines. They got me thinking on how we can get off this fucken rock."

"Oh Tommy-you think too much about leaving. Haven't you done enough work for today? How about a little rest at the lounge? Honor your contractual AM obligations." Cat gave a cute devilish smile. I glanced over her curvaceous body which definitely had more magnetic attraction than my new antigrav engine.

I walked over to Cat gave her a big hug. "I missed you kitten."

"Missed me? I was only gone for a day, catching up on my bio studies. You were probably visiting your other dates." Cat's green eyes widened.

"Actually I was thinking of cancelling their contracts. You should consider studying at my place."

"Hah! And then how much work would I get done?"

"Works overrated." I kissed her soft lips and then looked at her large green-hazel eyes. It was the eyes that trapped me. "I love you Cat. I wish we could have kids together someday."

She softly pushed me away. "It's not our cycle. You'll have kids with me; it's just that we won't be taking care of them."

"I know...but it's just so cold. Someone we don't even know taking care of our children. It's not right. On Earth it's done differently."

"We're not on Earth and it's the Watcher rule to keep this place from being overpopulated. We'd all starve if there were too many people. Two-hundred is the max. Once the planet gets approved in a couple hundred years, things will change. It's a small sacrifice, you and everyone on Roppongi knows that."

"I'm not so sure about that."