teleport n. 1

The teleport:…an apparatus by which man can be reduced to infinitessimal atoms, transmitted through the wire, and reproduced safe and sound at the other end!

I came here through the medium of the greatest discovery ever made by man. The teleport, a machine invented by Robert Townsend…. It disassembles the atoms of any body placed in its transmitting chamber, and reconstructs that body at a destination selected by a setting of its dials.

Of course, a teleport paid for itself in a place like this, which most pillars of society would rather not be seen coming to or leaving. If you were on the City Enforcement League, like Samuel Sporn, it was especially nice to be able to enter a cubicle in your apartment and step out here with none the wiser.

When we use the teleport, we travel through a sort of interspace between Earth and Mars, in which the distance is insignificant—infinitesimal, so that for practical purposes we have the planets superimposed.

I’ll tell you. I'm the central ganglion of a complex organism which is composed of Baby, a computer; Bonnie and Beanie, teleports; Jane, telekineticist; and myself, telepath and central control.

He tossed a coin into the teleport and jiggled a switch on the lolling control panel. With a crackle and spit of light, the coin vanished. ‘That much of it works,’ said Ford, ‘however, there is no guidance system. A matter transference teleport without guidance programming could put you…well, anywhere.’

Hugh told me you were looking for bones when you found the teleport gate.

Slowly, my stomach settled down from the nausea that had hit when I had done the teleport that brought me here.

Lady Teldra let me in as I recovered from the teleport.

‘The professor stated an analogy; it was printed as a purported factual claim. The real fact is that Dr.Pedicord posits a means of instantaneous transportation.’ ‘A teleport?’ Sure, I read those stories; they're fun. ‘You get in a phone booth in L.A. and dial a number and step out in New York?’ He nodded.

The computer in Brundle’s lab that connects the two huge teleports he has invented is a big, old-fashioned thing with knobs, lights and control panels…. He turns to his telepods as a way to consummate the fantasy of liberating himself from his flesh. Stripped naked, Mr. Okulitch enters one telepod in a trance and emerges from the other amid smoke and eerie light.