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  • 01 - cleonymus - Sometimes you should just give up.

    1 11.11%
  • 02 - psykokow - Grinds My Beans

    2 22.22%
  • 03 - Listeri69 - Splashdown : A tale of loose ends

    2 22.22%
  • 04 - JetsonRING - Just Keep On, Hangin' On

    2 22.22%
  • 05 - Frank - Rising to the Occasion

    3 33.33%
  • 06 - Simoof - Dignatas - where all the best birthday parties are held!

    5 55.56%
  • 07 - RoyalHankey - How many tenna's has a city got

    1 11.11%
  • 08 - Edith_The_Hutt - The Interview

    2 22.22%
  • 09 - Cdmr Pseudonym - Blowing in the wind

    2 22.22%
  • 10 - insanephoton - A matter of honour

    2 22.22%
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    3 33.33%
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Thread: Thread: Drabble Short Story Contest #210: Tenacity

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    Thread: Drabble Short Story Contest #210: Tenacity



    I do believe this title banner the Kow's given us is some sort of a visual pun. Seeing as I have absolutely no need for any Tena products, I have no idea what they sell or whether even if any are showing in this picture.


    This is a Drabble contest. Please vote for your favourite Drabble. The subject this week was picked by last week's winner, Nats. Can she continue with her winning streak?

    Her choice was "Tenacity"

    Psykokow hosts the Abraka-Drabble live reading show and "comedy" hour at 7pm BST, Fridays on...
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    and will also be uploaded to his You-tube channel & anywhere else he can inflict the world with our drabblings!

    Come back on Sunday night to see how well your Drabble has done. At least come back before Monday 15:00 to check if you're the one that has to provide us with a topic.

    Please vote. And a plea to all of the contestants, Don't vote for yourself.





    01 - cleonymus - Sometimes you should just give up.

    Commander Poo flipped the mute button as he approached the pad. He did not need the endless chatter of the local dockers disturbing his concentration as he negotiated the gleaming new Anaconda towards the pad.
    The holographic display flashed blue then red again as the craft bounced to the left. Commander Poo fired the thrusters to correct the position as the lights flickered again.
    The Anaconda twisted, the shield rings dropping as it absorbed the impact.
    Poo moved up, down, left and forwards as the timer ticked down.
    He spotted the landing gear was up as the station started firing.





    02 - psykokow - Grinds My Beans

    It was always the same, no matter where he went in the galaxy there was always a Starcups coffee shop, with its overpriced brewed drinks, why there was almost ten a city.
    He’d heard rumours that ananaconda’s were 100 credits at Hutton Orbital, and he was determined to bag one, in spite of the .22ly journey. On arrival he spotted the huge apology poster, detailing how he had been tricked by one of the galaxy’s oldest rumours. It surprised him that this poster had clearly been there since the rumour started, yet it was still firmly attached.
    But No Starcups.





    03 - Listeri69 - Splashdown : A tale of loose ends

    Simoof loved Tena-City, The most absorbent city in the galaxy.
    The city was lined with a special absorbent tarmac with flaps, that soaked up anything thrown at it.
    The weather, urine, even cups of Starcups coffee.
    Simoof usually found all this very handy.
    However his "experiences" over the last few weeks had left him a little looser, the chicken jalfrezi even more so.
    Checking for security, Simoof had no choice but to drop and squat.
    A jet of lumpy, smelly, clear liquid shot out, Simoof felt relief.
    The recycler however coughed, corroded, and ultimately failed, killing the entire city instantly...





    04 - JetsonRING - Just Keep On, Hangin' On

    “You gotta admire this guy’s stubborn streak!” CMDR Renvela yelled over the thrum of his ship’s hull
    vibrating in reaction to a pirate’s frame shift interdictor and the clamorous clanging of the alarms.
    Ensign Ventolin’s fingernails dug into the armrests as the CMDR wheeled his tiny ship in a determined effort to break free.
    A sudden, loud BANG and the tumbling universe announced their re-entry into normal space.
    “OH, WE’RE IN FOR IT NOW!” the CMDR grinned wickedly as he threw his ship into a maneuver that would, hopefully bring their opponent into the firing arcs of his own weapons.





    05 - Frank - Rising to the Occasion

    Bruce gave Robert a nudge and pointed at the monitor. The two traffic controllers watched the novice approach their docking slot in his ship, the HMS Invincible XXXVIII. He splattered his ship on the side of the station.

    Robert laughed and shouted over the klaxon "I guess we'll be seeing Invincible XXXIX next."

    "He sees a challenge and he's not going to give up. People like that will always rise to the challenge. He'll do it even if it takes him up to HMS Invincible MMMMCMLXVIII"

    "Aye, you're right Bruce . And he'll feel more of a sense of achievement too."





    06 - Simoof - Dignatas - where all the best birthday parties are held!

    Ever since she had arrived it had been the same.
    The other commanders were embarrassed. For so long they had had it easy. Blundering along without care; crass and juvenile. Then she comes along with ferocious tenacity.
    No longer a game, this was a weekly slaughter, words cutting through the air like a swarm of angry bees with diplomas in English.
    One commander decided no more. He sat and thought hard.
    "Stick hard to the topic! Yes." He had won before.
    If he could just avoid references to fartbags and boobies. bums and willies. Poo.
    It was already too late.





    07 - RoyalHankey - How many tenna's has a city got

    There was trouble in Lave City.
    There was beggars all over the place
    One beggar said to a Civilian "Give us a tenna".
    "City police will be after you, off"
    Another one boasted of getting a tenna a city.
    Until he realised he spent 100 credits to get to each city.
    Well a group of musicians called the tennars played for a tenna a City.
    Well if you ad up all the cities in Lave and asked them what's the average bounty hand out.
    They all will reply a tenna. City what ever the question the answer is Ten-a-city.





    08 - Edith_The_Hutt - The Interview

    “Tenacity? that’s what you think it takes?” the Duke smiled, “I suppose it’s one philosophy. Life as a day in, day out grind; working yourself to an early grave, sure in the knowledge that *your* determination, *your* will to power will set you head and shoulders above the Mediocrity.”

    She sat forward and looked me in the eye.

    “The Pilot’s Federation will reward that kind of stubborn effort, certainly. But you came looking for something different, didn’t you? I need a pilot who’s daring, talented and clever. Stealing those blueprints isn’t a job for the tenacious. This task requires… audacity.”





    09 - Cdmr Pseudonym - Blowing in the wind

    The piles of devastation surrounded cmdr skiprat, he was very angry.
    'kapow' he shouted as he kicked the bejeezus out of another slave
    'ARRGHHHH' he screamed making another large gloryhole
    he picked up a plate and flung it like a discus straight into the monitor smashing both into smithereens.
    his sausage had long gone cold and wrinkly, so he bashed it playfully against the wall before splitting it.
    if only he'd had known setting up his lucky sucky business in the suburbs of Dongkum was a bad idea
    he could have got a tenner more per suck in the city...





    10 - insanephoton - A matter of honour

    Andy sat back in stunned disbelief. There was no escape this time and he was tired of running. He'd lead the Inspector a merry dance, leaving the Empire and going to Sol then Alioth and even out to Hutton and Colonia. Every time he thought he'd managed to lose her, she would turn up within days. over the years he'd started to have a grudging admiration for his pursuer's tenacity but one thing puzzled him.
    'Inspector why you've followed me for so long?'
    Inspector Lestrade smiled thinly ' It's a matter of honour, sir. No one escapes the Imperial revenue Service'





    11 - Nat - Hope

    Bethan stood, stunned, around her a scene of absolute destruction. Her parents gone, home destroyed, it seemed nothing was left.

    She dropped to her knees, and lowered her head.

    “crap” she muttered.

    Rage, she felt an uncontrollable rage growing inside her, the Thargoids would pay, they would feel her wrath.

    She stood up and as she turned a familiar face popped out from the rubble, with a chirp and a purr. It was Smudge her cat, somehow he’d survived all this carnage.

    Maybe she had more than hate driving her, there was still hope.

    “Time to get started” she thought ...





    12 - Galactic Midden - Frankie and Jerry's - Deep Fried and Cheesy

    Jerry crawled out from under his ship's console where Frank's old hacking rig lay strapped next to their classic set of Emperor Bluehair poker chips.

    "Frank, I'm ready", hollered Jerry. "Casino goers ain't gonna to know what's hit 'em". He grinned ecstatically.

    Frank entered the cockpit, "ready eh, you feeling lucky punk?" he chuckled, the way he did when humouring Jerry through his tempestuous periods. "Let's go".

    With that Jerry hit PLAY and aboard Station 'Vegas Prime' the speakers blared
    [This is a song,
    For the ladies,
    But fella's,
    Listen closely...]

    Frank sighed, "Jerry, I said let's play Black Jack".

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    Sorry about this.

    My drabble surposed to say


    There was trouble in Lave City.
    There was beggars all over the place
    One beggar said to a Civilian "Give us a tenna".
    "City police will be after you, bug-ger off"
    Another one boasted of getting a tenna a city.
    Until he realised he spent 100 credits to get to each city.
    Well a group of musicians called the tennars played for a tenna a City.
    Well if you ad up all the cities in Lave and asked them what's the average bounty hand out.
    They all will reply a tenna city. what ever the question the answer is Ten-a-city.

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    With only a few hours left, it looks as if some people haven't voted yet. Will Simoof hold on to his lead or perhaps Nat could snatch a third victory in a row? There's even a chance that Frank could win. your votes could make all the difference.

  4. #4
    Congratulations Simoof

  5. #5
    Well done Simoof.Unable to post last week or my herd of donkeys would have wreaked mayhem with the scores.

  6. #6
    Wow... So sorry Nat.. I had to use you against you this week lol... So lets go loose on Topic:
    The Unexpected Gift

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    Took a while to sort this out, I've been updating all the feeds..



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