Welcome to this weeks Drabble Poll. Remember 3 votes each, no voting for yourself and poll closes in 3 days. Thank you for voting.
Drabble Number : 1
Author : Philip Couts
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328163&postcount=3099
Title: Listen To Mother
Drabble : “It was a bargain” he whined
“You’re a complete fool” hissed Sarah, “Didn’t your Mother ever tell you that if something seems too good to be true it generally is?”
“It all seemed legitimate and above board, I knew the accommodation would be basic, but I never expected this…” he looked mournfully around at the packed, stinking space and vomited. The air was filled with a mixture of screams and the smell of burning flesh.
A guard manhandled him and strapped his arm down, the laser burnt the slavers symbol into his skin and his life as number P94 began.
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Drabble Number : 2
Author : W4rSkull
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328275&postcount=3100
Title: Click or Clack
Drabble : This was a huge mess. The Trumbles had devoured his meat cargo of Imperial Steaks. They multiplied like rabbits, and he was next on the menu. He needed to bargain his way out of this. There were primitive ways to communicate with the carnivorous *******s with clicking sounds. It was worth a try. "Click, clickety clack", Bones looked anxiously towards the entrance door of the cockpit. "Click, clack" returned. The cockpit door buckled with pressure. Suddenly, pointy teeth Trumbles swarmed over Bones. He had successful translated in trumblic. "Please, eat me!" A feast later, skeleton jaws closed with a "clack".
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Drabble Number : 3
Author : Darren Grey
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328320&postcount=3101
Title: Deal Of The Day
Drabble :
Michal was sweating. Nervous tension was taking over as he realised his mistake.
"Totally illegal? Even just selling them?"
Elsia nodded, a teasing glint in her eyes. "You could get 20 years just for having them in your hold. Why didn't you check the slavery laws here before jumping?"
"Well, I just assumed, I... Oh God, will I get caught?"
Elsia gave the trader a piteous look. "Don’t worry, I can smooth things out... for a small fee."
An hour later Michal jumped out with an empty hold, and a new sign appeared on the bulletins. "Fresh fertiliser – bargain prices."
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Drabble Number : 4
Author : Ian Phillips
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328324&postcount=3102
Title: 1 Ton Of Rubbish
AUDIO Version: http://thargoidandfer-de-lance.com/songs/1tonofrubbish.mp3
Drabble : Nooooooo!
How many?
You got a ton canister full of them? You bloody idiot. We will NEVER get rid of them.
Gaaahh, why did I ever team up with you?'
'But - it was a bargain. They were all the rage at Barnard’s Star.'
'Right, and Barnard’s Star is the hub of all things tasteful in this universe?
We could always hope to get ambushed by pirates, then we could dump a ton of audio entertainments discs and run for it.
OK. Plot a course for Slough, they aren’t all that fussy there.
Space.
One ton of Susan Boils CD’s.
Idiot!’
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Drabble Number : 5
Author : Eyota Winterwalker
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328454&postcount=3104
Title: scratches chinny chin chin ...
Drabble : "BARGAIN HUNT
"Available, at every shingle sutatshun, in the shecthor.."
"Sure they are, but check the quality, best hallmarks, check the book"
" ... down know, sheen better so uh huv"
"Where else would you get them at this, low low low price?"
"Sho wear did you geck them, ure they are, ffar bee-lo marketh"
"Never YOU mind, this is a one time offer"
"O loook welll, dun no, 'argo's full, preshus metalss"
"And that's all that I want .. in return"
"NO weigh! .. noth even clowse, jussed not worthfit, yure a pirath"
"MISSILES: ARMED"
"Yew no .. thay ddoo seem lyyk .. a bargin"
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Drabble Number : 6
Author : Frank
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328677&postcount=3105
Title: Cost Price
Drabble : Are you strapped for cash? Do you need a new shield generator? Then come to Bernie's Budget Shields, where quality is cheaper. Our warp membrane generators use tried and tested technology. They are better than the leading brand generators.
- they require less power
- they re-establish themselves faster
- they're much cheaper
- they're almost as strong
Come to Bernie's Budget Shields at Barnard's Star. We have a wide range of shields to fit all pockets, from budget to really incredibly tight budget
We pride ourselves in our workmanship. In all the years we've been open, we have never had a customer complaint.
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Drabble Number : 7
Author : Psykokow
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328725&postcount=3106
Title: Deal Of Your Life!
Drabble : *Incoming Hail*
"Sidewinder vessel designated KowPat, we have the bargain of a lifetime for you... jettison all your cargo and we'll let you live"
"What? Thats not a bargain... that's ROBBERY..." Agent P screamed...
"Well, OK keep 1 cannister, we're not monsters.. but we don't have all day"
"Ok hold on, hold on"
Agent P fired his dual gimballed beam lasers until the Cobra's shields gave way. Using downward thrusters the sidewinder swung round destroying the pirates life support unit.
"Now about that offer? Say I keep my cargo.. and you jettison yours?”
“Sorry, right away”
“Now that’s a bargain”
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Drabble Number : 8
Author : Darkoba
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=329976&postcount=3108
Title: Gain for the Bar
Drabble : "Can I interest you in a batch of Smilovnia, Sven?"
"Whassat?"
"New brew. Five C a bottle, fifteen shots at C3. Nine-hundred-percent profit."
"Gotta test it first."
"Sure." Spivalot passed over a bottle. Sven turned to Frank.
"Try something new, Frank? On the house?"
"Sure."
Sven filled Frank's glass.
Frank sipped, then downed it in one. He paused.
"Well?"
"Nosshur. nuther'n."
Sven poured, Frank drank.
"Well?"
"Nuther."
"Well?"
"Why'm I ou'side?" Frank looked around, puzzled. He stood up and lurched toward the door.
"Where you goin'?" Sven asked.
Frank frowned, thinking... then grinned.
"'m goin' back into th' bar 'gain."
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Drabble Number : 9
Author : Yaffle
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=330164&postcount=3111
Title: Damnation
Drabble : Fa laughed; he was at his zenith. Pulling away from Gretchen the pleasure slave he roared, standing cruciform. The words Homo, fuge! glistened on his forearm. She curled at his feet, recoiling from the memory of what had passed. Her family lost, her honour destroyed. Shaking, naked, cold she began to weep uncontrollably.
He kicked her aside, and roared again. Twenty four years to the day, and he had lived, truly lived every second of them. He discarded his clothes and possessions, returning to the hangar.
His ship, Mephistophilis, contacted control. “Mr Ust requires clearance. Destination, Sirius System. Planet Lucifer.”
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Drabble Number : 10
Author : The Lone Gunman
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=331705&postcount=3116
Title: Just a small infraction
Drabble : The wealthy right reverend Torquemada and his wife were devoted Federalists
Preaching, spreading the gospel among the destitute, the impure,
those who lacked the faith of their good and just society
Those unfortunates that although poor should rejoice of the Federations generosity in letting them work in the jobs no one else wanted
The couple lacked only one thing to make their life's complete, children
Then an opportunity, orphaned children, an illegal sale, just a small infraction of Federation rules
Yes the children Marlin and her brother Henson Duval would grow up to be a worthy bargain with the devil
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Drabble Number : 11
Author : Luniticisi
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=331782&postcount=3119
Title: Bad Bargain
Drabble : "No more!" The commander pleaded, his face bloodied and bruised
"Please... No more!" he begged as another blow struck.
"The deal was made commander, you broke it" his aggressor raised his fist once more.
"This is on you" another blow struck.
The commander fell to the floor, his strength and will taken by the final blow.
He was done, his morals had betrayed him.
The bargain was simple, bring back cargo canister 20987-98 and get paid... It was so simple that it should have been obvious it wouldn't be.
"I don't sell children!" the commander spluttered with his last breath.
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Drabble Number : 12
Author : Gibbonici
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=332296&postcount=3125
Title: The Stock Adjustment
Drabble : Don Stravo's man inspected the sedated slaves.
"I was promised 50," Stravo said to the trader in the ill-fitting suit. "There are only eighteen here."
"There was a, um, stock adjustment en-route. But I will sell them at 30Cr a head. A bargain, no?"
Stravo stared at the trader. "Alright,” he said at last, “you got a deal."
Credits changed hands and the slaves were taken away. The two ships decoupled and Stravo's jumped away.
The trader hit the shipwide address system.
"It's done," he said. "Stravo took them. We're free!"
The other 49 people on board cheered as one.
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Drabble Number : 13
Author : Insanephoton
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=332616&postcount=3129
Title: One Careful Owner
Drabble : Silver had been reluctant to sell his ship, but he needed the credits fast. The young punk sensed his desperation and had beaten the price down heavily.
Silver considered his predicament. He had enough credits to buy a new identity. That would keep the bounty hunters off his back for a while, but with such a large bounty, it wouldn't be long before they found him again.
As the Hispaniola cleared the station it was destroyed in a barrage of lasers. Silver laughed, the young fool had been so pleased with his bargain that he hadn't registered change of ownership.
Drabble Number : 1
Author : Philip Couts
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328163&postcount=3099
Title: Listen To Mother
Drabble : “It was a bargain” he whined
“You’re a complete fool” hissed Sarah, “Didn’t your Mother ever tell you that if something seems too good to be true it generally is?”
“It all seemed legitimate and above board, I knew the accommodation would be basic, but I never expected this…” he looked mournfully around at the packed, stinking space and vomited. The air was filled with a mixture of screams and the smell of burning flesh.
A guard manhandled him and strapped his arm down, the laser burnt the slavers symbol into his skin and his life as number P94 began.
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 2
Author : W4rSkull
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328275&postcount=3100
Title: Click or Clack
Drabble : This was a huge mess. The Trumbles had devoured his meat cargo of Imperial Steaks. They multiplied like rabbits, and he was next on the menu. He needed to bargain his way out of this. There were primitive ways to communicate with the carnivorous *******s with clicking sounds. It was worth a try. "Click, clickety clack", Bones looked anxiously towards the entrance door of the cockpit. "Click, clack" returned. The cockpit door buckled with pressure. Suddenly, pointy teeth Trumbles swarmed over Bones. He had successful translated in trumblic. "Please, eat me!" A feast later, skeleton jaws closed with a "clack".
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Drabble Number : 3
Author : Darren Grey
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328320&postcount=3101
Title: Deal Of The Day
Drabble :
Michal was sweating. Nervous tension was taking over as he realised his mistake.
"Totally illegal? Even just selling them?"
Elsia nodded, a teasing glint in her eyes. "You could get 20 years just for having them in your hold. Why didn't you check the slavery laws here before jumping?"
"Well, I just assumed, I... Oh God, will I get caught?"
Elsia gave the trader a piteous look. "Don’t worry, I can smooth things out... for a small fee."
An hour later Michal jumped out with an empty hold, and a new sign appeared on the bulletins. "Fresh fertiliser – bargain prices."
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Drabble Number : 4
Author : Ian Phillips
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328324&postcount=3102
Title: 1 Ton Of Rubbish
AUDIO Version: http://thargoidandfer-de-lance.com/songs/1tonofrubbish.mp3
Drabble : Nooooooo!
How many?
You got a ton canister full of them? You bloody idiot. We will NEVER get rid of them.
Gaaahh, why did I ever team up with you?'
'But - it was a bargain. They were all the rage at Barnard’s Star.'
'Right, and Barnard’s Star is the hub of all things tasteful in this universe?
We could always hope to get ambushed by pirates, then we could dump a ton of audio entertainments discs and run for it.
OK. Plot a course for Slough, they aren’t all that fussy there.
Space.
One ton of Susan Boils CD’s.
Idiot!’
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 5
Author : Eyota Winterwalker
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328454&postcount=3104
Title: scratches chinny chin chin ...
Drabble : "BARGAIN HUNT
"Available, at every shingle sutatshun, in the shecthor.."
"Sure they are, but check the quality, best hallmarks, check the book"
" ... down know, sheen better so uh huv"
"Where else would you get them at this, low low low price?"
"Sho wear did you geck them, ure they are, ffar bee-lo marketh"
"Never YOU mind, this is a one time offer"
"O loook welll, dun no, 'argo's full, preshus metalss"
"And that's all that I want .. in return"
"NO weigh! .. noth even clowse, jussed not worthfit, yure a pirath"
"MISSILES: ARMED"
"Yew no .. thay ddoo seem lyyk .. a bargin"
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 6
Author : Frank
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328677&postcount=3105
Title: Cost Price
Drabble : Are you strapped for cash? Do you need a new shield generator? Then come to Bernie's Budget Shields, where quality is cheaper. Our warp membrane generators use tried and tested technology. They are better than the leading brand generators.
- they require less power
- they re-establish themselves faster
- they're much cheaper
- they're almost as strong
Come to Bernie's Budget Shields at Barnard's Star. We have a wide range of shields to fit all pockets, from budget to really incredibly tight budget
We pride ourselves in our workmanship. In all the years we've been open, we have never had a customer complaint.
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 7
Author : Psykokow
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=328725&postcount=3106
Title: Deal Of Your Life!
Drabble : *Incoming Hail*
"Sidewinder vessel designated KowPat, we have the bargain of a lifetime for you... jettison all your cargo and we'll let you live"
"What? Thats not a bargain... that's ROBBERY..." Agent P screamed...
"Well, OK keep 1 cannister, we're not monsters.. but we don't have all day"
"Ok hold on, hold on"
Agent P fired his dual gimballed beam lasers until the Cobra's shields gave way. Using downward thrusters the sidewinder swung round destroying the pirates life support unit.
"Now about that offer? Say I keep my cargo.. and you jettison yours?”
“Sorry, right away”
“Now that’s a bargain”
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 8
Author : Darkoba
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=329976&postcount=3108
Title: Gain for the Bar
Drabble : "Can I interest you in a batch of Smilovnia, Sven?"
"Whassat?"
"New brew. Five C a bottle, fifteen shots at C3. Nine-hundred-percent profit."
"Gotta test it first."
"Sure." Spivalot passed over a bottle. Sven turned to Frank.
"Try something new, Frank? On the house?"
"Sure."
Sven filled Frank's glass.
Frank sipped, then downed it in one. He paused.
"Well?"
"Nosshur. nuther'n."
Sven poured, Frank drank.
"Well?"
"Nuther."
"Well?"
"Why'm I ou'side?" Frank looked around, puzzled. He stood up and lurched toward the door.
"Where you goin'?" Sven asked.
Frank frowned, thinking... then grinned.
"'m goin' back into th' bar 'gain."
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Drabble Number : 9
Author : Yaffle
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=330164&postcount=3111
Title: Damnation
Drabble : Fa laughed; he was at his zenith. Pulling away from Gretchen the pleasure slave he roared, standing cruciform. The words Homo, fuge! glistened on his forearm. She curled at his feet, recoiling from the memory of what had passed. Her family lost, her honour destroyed. Shaking, naked, cold she began to weep uncontrollably.
He kicked her aside, and roared again. Twenty four years to the day, and he had lived, truly lived every second of them. He discarded his clothes and possessions, returning to the hangar.
His ship, Mephistophilis, contacted control. “Mr Ust requires clearance. Destination, Sirius System. Planet Lucifer.”
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 10
Author : The Lone Gunman
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=331705&postcount=3116
Title: Just a small infraction
Drabble : The wealthy right reverend Torquemada and his wife were devoted Federalists
Preaching, spreading the gospel among the destitute, the impure,
those who lacked the faith of their good and just society
Those unfortunates that although poor should rejoice of the Federations generosity in letting them work in the jobs no one else wanted
The couple lacked only one thing to make their life's complete, children
Then an opportunity, orphaned children, an illegal sale, just a small infraction of Federation rules
Yes the children Marlin and her brother Henson Duval would grow up to be a worthy bargain with the devil
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 11
Author : Luniticisi
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=331782&postcount=3119
Title: Bad Bargain
Drabble : "No more!" The commander pleaded, his face bloodied and bruised
"Please... No more!" he begged as another blow struck.
"The deal was made commander, you broke it" his aggressor raised his fist once more.
"This is on you" another blow struck.
The commander fell to the floor, his strength and will taken by the final blow.
He was done, his morals had betrayed him.
The bargain was simple, bring back cargo canister 20987-98 and get paid... It was so simple that it should have been obvious it wouldn't be.
"I don't sell children!" the commander spluttered with his last breath.
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 12
Author : Gibbonici
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=332296&postcount=3125
Title: The Stock Adjustment
Drabble : Don Stravo's man inspected the sedated slaves.
"I was promised 50," Stravo said to the trader in the ill-fitting suit. "There are only eighteen here."
"There was a, um, stock adjustment en-route. But I will sell them at 30Cr a head. A bargain, no?"
Stravo stared at the trader. "Alright,” he said at last, “you got a deal."
Credits changed hands and the slaves were taken away. The two ships decoupled and Stravo's jumped away.
The trader hit the shipwide address system.
"It's done," he said. "Stravo took them. We're free!"
The other 49 people on board cheered as one.
---------------------------------
Drabble Number : 13
Author : Insanephoton
Link : http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showpost.php?p=332616&postcount=3129
Title: One Careful Owner
Drabble : Silver had been reluctant to sell his ship, but he needed the credits fast. The young punk sensed his desperation and had beaten the price down heavily.
Silver considered his predicament. He had enough credits to buy a new identity. That would keep the bounty hunters off his back for a while, but with such a large bounty, it wouldn't be long before they found him again.
As the Hispaniola cleared the station it was destroyed in a barrage of lasers. Silver laughed, the young fool had been so pleased with his bargain that he hadn't registered change of ownership.
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