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Thread: The brand new and shiny Official ABRAKA DRABBLE Thread. (+shiny new forum)

  1. #2626
    This regime you're doing is really paying dividends. You're already one word light.

    You may wish to choose another that doesn't get blocked by the filter

  2. #2627

    Incommunicado

    The Scarab bounced wildly on its suspension as it crested the crater’s rim. Loose breccia and grit kicked up by the wheels formed dull red clouds around the rear lights as the SRV rolled down, towards the centre.

    Over the engine’s low whine and the scrape of the wheels the pilot listened to the scanner’s constant chirp, keeping the vehicle pointed towards maximum response, making course corrections for boulders along the way.

    Finally they arrived. The buggy dwarfed by the Corbra, headlamps illuminating a fraction of the ship’s massive frame. The pilot raised an eyebrow,

    “So that’s where you’ve been!”

  3. #2628
    TITLE: A Scan Too Far by Commander NipplesMcPinchy

    Simple. A straight forward race. Hit all the systems in order, scan the planetary body and onto the next. The difference this year was the sheer size of the challenge, 12000 systems over 3 months.

    He didn't care, he'd done it, and he was the first in the qualification scanner queue. Nothing but riches and an easy life on his beloved Leesti awaited.

    <Welcome competitor, please present your log>

    <Please wait Commander Dluck... verifying...>

    The tension was palpable as more exhausted pilots began to arrive behind him.

    <AWOL, please complete the challenge>

    'What?'

    <Arrived With Out Leesti>

    'Noooo!' Ard screamed.

  4. #2629
    01 - Frank - War Games
    02 - cleonymus - A cobra in the black.
    03 - TheOriginalB - Off Limits (aka Misunderstanding the Question)
    04 - phong - The loneliness of the long distance punner.
    05 - psykokow - Say Hello To my Little Friend
    06 - Edith_The_Hutt - Incommunicado
    07 - Commander NipplesMcPinchy - A Scan Too Far

    You have until the end of today to get your Drabbles in. "What's a Drabble!?" I hear you ask. Go see the first post on this thread to find out.

  5. #2630
    Could somebody else put up tho poll? My computer died last night and I don't think my wee handheld tablet can do it. A seven inch one is just not up to the task

  6. #2631
    Originally Posted by Frank View Post (Source)
    Could somebody else put up tho poll? My computer died last night and I don't think my wee handheld tablet can do it. A seven inch one is just not up to the task
    Were you actually going to enter a drabble,or did you think no one would notice? oops my bad.Cmdr Meads is still on the run.

  7. #2632
    Originally Posted by Frank View Post (Source)
    Could somebody else put up tho poll? My computer died last night and I don't think my wee handheld tablet can do it. A seven inch one is just not up to the task
    I'll sort it Frank.

    This week's poll has been created >> It's a wee bit late, but at least it's not gone A.W.O.L.

  8. #2633
    Thanks.

    I just just got my desktop running again now and it seems okay... apart from the puff of smoke from my videocard and the acrid smell of burning plastic, so maybe it was better for you to put up the poll instead of me getting halfway with it before I set my room on fire.

  9. #2634
    Originally Posted by Frank View Post (Source)
    Thanks.

    I just just got my desktop running again now and it seems okay... apart from the puff of smoke from my videocard and the acrid smell of burning plastic, so maybe it was better for you to put up the poll instead of me getting halfway with it before I set my room on fire.
    Good idea. I've left it as a 3 day vote so it will end by 19:00 on Monday this week. Tbh, I contemplated leaving us without a poll... I thought that would be nicely on topic

  10. #2635
    Whoops!

    With all the excitement of a burning PC, and that new Buckyball race,

    https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showth...63#post6722863

    I plumb forgot about the Drabble contest. Thanks for the votes. The topic this week will be..

    ATTACK


  11. #2636

    When Thargoids Attack

    The tremor knocked a photo off my desk. An earthquake? On a space station? Afterwards a klaxon sounded. We were being evacuated.

    The docks looked like something out of Hieronymus Bosch. There were rescue ships dodging overhead flames to ferry us out. We were all overly calm and relaxed. The young pilot who was closest to us owned a garish orange Python, but he displayed the professionalism of the Pilot's Federation.

    And now I found myself shouting at him. My mother was in low-gravity housing. I was angry when he shrugged his shoulders because I knew I'd have to stay.

  12. #2637

    Of mice and men

    The Imperial architect was beginning to sweat.Peremptorily roused from his bed in the dead of night and escorted to the palace by four grim faced and silent imperial guardsmen,he sat now in the anteroom of the war office awaiting audience, contemplating the possible reasons for the nocturnal summons.Finally admitted to the august presence,everything was explained to him.A spy had been caught with sensitive documents upon him, amongst which were schematics of an unknown device or structure.He was invited to give an opinion."Well sir,to me it looks like a plan of a tack."

  13. #2638
    Catching up with the news.


    The independent pilots attacked the Thargoids.
    The Thargoids attacked Aegis.
    Aegis attacked the politicians.
    The politicians attacked each other.
    The Federation attacked the Empire.
    The imperials attacked the minor factions.
    The minor factions attacked the Alliance.
    The Alliance attacked the pilots guild.
    The pilots guild attacked the Imperials.
    The Imperials attacked the Sirius Corporation.
    The Sirius Corporation attacked the Cannon.
    The Cannon attacked the Imperial Navy.


    Commander Cleonymus put the sheaf of papers back into the folder marked "Political Summary". With a sigh, he turned back to the dining table and picked up his spoon. He then attacked his dessert.

  14. #2639

    Plan B from outta space.

    Gathered in the briefing room,the assembled commanders awaited their final orders... 'I I don't wish to protract this any more than neccessary... These are the rulers orders... Admiral Smiffs,you will advance on the enemy's right flank until within 5 ls.You will then hold and attempt to pull them out of position.... Admiral Papervue,you will execute the stay/pull manoeuvre on the left flank... Admiral Ryman,you will take your squadroon and punch a hole right through the centre. ".. We will erase them from the universe."At this moment the engine room reported malfunctioning thrusters...They were stationery! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Editor is now on the fritz.Ive tried to justify this 3 times with no success, sorry about the mess.P.S.substitute

  15. #2640
    01 - Frank - When Thargoids Attack
    02 - cleonymus - Catching up with the news.
    03 - phong - Plan B from outta space.

    You still have a few hours to enter