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So Someone foolishly mentioned Drabbles to me at the Elite Meet. I had let my pea like brain forget all about them but something was stirred at the weekend and not just my tea...Prepare yourselves for the return of the worst drabbles ever written...
 
So Someone foolishly mentioned Drabbles to me at the Elite Meet. I had let my pea like brain forget all about them but something was stirred at the weekend and not just my tea...Prepare yourselves for the return of the worst drabbles ever written...

Don't worry, we've been inured to that by now :)
 
Don't worry, we've been inured to that by now :)

Yeah, you've all been subjected to my drabbling and must've developed an immunity to still be here ;)



Congratulations to Moose666 who won last week's contest and the imaginary toilet paper crown

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Moose666 has decided that this week's topic shall be...

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Commander Dave's Pet

Scouser Dave had nefariously obtained a Thargoid hatchling. Its aggression glands removed, Dave house-trained the imaginatively named “Bug”.

Now Bug loved Dave. At home, Dave took Bug for walks, but his job as an “interstellar-deal-maker” often took him on long trips without Bug. To stop him pining, Dave would leave Bug in a re-vamped stasis-pod.

One day, Dave returned, and released Bug from stasis. Bug was so happy, he jumped up, clicking and chirping. In his enthusiasm, Bug, weighing 90kgs, knocked Dave over. He licked Dave’s face, but with chitinous jaws; Dave didn’t like it much.

He pleaded “Bug, gerroff!”
 
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So Someone foolishly mentioned Drabbles to me at the Elite Meet. I had let my pea like brain forget all about them but something was stirred at the weekend and not just my tea...Prepare yourselves for the return of the worst drabbles ever written...

So it's the oldcomers as opposed to the newcomers that are going to feature heavily in this week's competition. Maybe psykokow could play the newcomer's fanfare backwards or something.

You can show these new whipper snappers a thing or two about sucking eggs. I'm looking forward to seeing what you come up with.
 

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A Bad Hangover

Commander Collins rubbed the back of his head gingerly. His head throbbed, Lavian Brandy had some kick to it and he felt like death.

“Biometric scan complete, Collins confirmed” Chimed the ship

He blindly groped at the console to raise the oxygen level and lower the temperature. Damn irresponsible for a Federal Navy pilot to be drinking before a test flight but she had been worth it he thought with a wicked grin.

The ship lifted gently off the pad. Collins felt a searing pain as the insect imbedded in his cortex chirruped softly and started to control its host.
 
Somethings bugging my ass

The Crimson Forrest had been an interesting stop over for Ret.
There had been so many pilots he recognised. They all seemed to be friendly too.
Only one negative: the screening process had failed.
One festering Commander had managed to slip through undetected. No alarm bells had rung.
To add insult to injury his docking bay was the closet to Rets.
But Ret would have his fun.
Sleep well Commander Midden.
What, you fell itchy?
The Crimson Forrest must use a detergent you're allergic to.
Ret destroyed the manifest - 1 million thargodian bum-burrowing bed bugs.
That'll keep your finger warm.
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(note to Midden: why don't the forums allow     ? Are they homophobic?)
 
Who fixed the crown?? It looks better than ever!!

No one, that's an archive photo. You can tell because the rubies look real again, and there's less stains of usage. The whereabouts of the crown is unknown at present. Who last won it?

Simoof said:
(note to Midden: why don't the forums allow     ? Are they homophobic?)

That I do not know. I can only guess what word you tried to post. How exactly was it supposed to fit into your drabble?
 
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The cargo cans have ears

"Councillor Merton!"
Two Alliance security officers approached the councillor.
"What?, my flight to Turner's..."
"You're not going," Interrupted the officer. "We're arresting you for slave trading"

"What? Bog off!"
The second officer produced a pad, it began to play a voice recording of the councillor talking to someone about 'unimperial imperials'.
"Metal makes a good conductor of sound, all you have to do is bolt an acoustic transducer onto a cargo canister and voila, an inconspicuous listening device"

"You bugged me! Where's..."
"...The warrant?, don't need one, it wasn't intended for you, you implicated yourself. Now, will you come quietly?"
 
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No one, that's an archive photo. You can tell because the rubies look real again, and there's less stains of usage. The whereabouts of the crown is unknown at present. Who last won it?



That I do not know. I can only guess what word you tried to post. How exactly was it supposed to fit into your drabble?

Yeah I can see how thats more worrying to you.
 
Last Log Entry - 28th March

I can’t avoid it any longer - I need to take this up the chain of command. I'm sick of how bill treats me, I'm not just some crazy and this isn’t just a crackpot theory it’s as good as proven.... If only by omission.

Why wouldn’t they want to know? That’s every nav computer in the galaxy broken, the same bug in every single one and why not fix it – I think bill just doesn’t want the bad press of it being one of his people that brings it up. It’s just a word “Bovomit”... I’ll tell them today
 
Who fixed the crown?? It looks better than ever!!

It ain't been fixed. Midden keeps using old photos, thinking that showing off a shiny, new crown will entice people to Drabble.

The crown is safe in a safe, but here it is on display in the recent poll thread: https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showthread.php?t=240886&page=2&p=3741915&viewfull=1#post3741915

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PS- I'm tempted to write a drabble along the lines of:

Bug, bug, bug, clack-clack-clack. Bug, bug, bug, bug, clack-clack-clack.
Etc.
Then at the end ask if it bugged you enough.

But I won't pull an Alien and torture you lot like that.

I'll find some other way to do it.
 
...I'm tempted to write a drabble along the lines of:

Bug, bug, bug, clack-clack-clack. Bug, bug, bug, bug, clack-clack-clack.
Etc.
Then at the end ask if it bugged you enough.

But I won't pull an Alien and torture you lot like that.

I'll find some other way to do it.

That is so kind of you Erik, on two levels. Firstly, you're not going to bug us with it (Rep + and a :D [yesnod]), and secondly, now that you've introduced the idea, there's a chance that certain other drabblers who shall remain nameless will also desist from said "bugging" [up][up] (on the other hand, it may just encourage them :eek::eek:[where is it][woah])
 
The Pun We've All Come to Know and Love

I looked out at the undulating scenery of the desolate moon. What a stupid way to die. I tried the engine again out of sheer desperation but the little buggy was still out of fuel.

There were no materials to synthesise fuel, and the comms weren't working so I couldn't call the fuel rats.

Yesterday my crewmate, Sam, had overhauled the comms system so that it would work with the new Windows 10,000.

One thing puzzled me about Sam. He'd always called this vehicle a Scarab SRV, but before I left, Sam told me the SRV was a little buggy.
 
Kow, maybe you can think of a witty title this week?

Psykokow was trying his best to read out the drabbles in the Thargoid & Fer-De-Lance
"Dive dot day dold dand doe dant dwrite day drabble dis dweek"
Everyone had rushed to the bar when Kow started reading this drabble.
"Don't dlet dFrank doot do doff dough, dye damn door dis drabble dwill dee dunny dennyway"
Psykow was inwardly cursing Alien for writing such a silly prose.
"Dis dweek's dopic dis day bout dugs dand doe dye deed do dumb dup div day decent dun. Deeple dexpect day decent dun."
"Dut daz dwee dall dow, Dow dis day demon dee dugger."
 
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Have you tried turning it off and on again?

“I’m Allan Ridley, the A.I. tech you asked for.”
“Phillip Mann, shipyard foreman. Do you think you can sort it for us?”
“Depends. Is this going to be a straight up fix or a bug hunt?”
“There are problems all over the damn ship and the self-diagnostics say there is an error.”
“What kind?”
“All it says is “There is an error.””
“It’s a bug hunt.”
“Will it take long?”
“About four hours. Although it's probably better to start over again and nuke the A.I. It’s the only way to be sure. Once done, its game over Mann. Game over.”
 
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