Hello, my name is Futuristic Kung Fu and I will be your
Ladies, gentlecommanders, it is time for YOU to decide who will be next week's winner!!!
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You may vote for three Drabbles from the list below, but you cannot vote for yourself. This week's winner will decide next week's topic. The Poll will be open for three days. A full list of the rules can be read here
This week's Drabbles can be read below. Have a good (slow for cleonymus
) read!01- Futuristic Kung Fu - A not-so-Frank introduction
Heya Heya Heya! Did I tell you about the explorer who went fuel scooping at night? Umm.. Wait, that's not right. Let's start again.
Hello, my name is Futuristic Kung Fu and I will be your
Ladies, gentlecommanders, it is time for YOU to decide who will be next week's winner!!!
02- Darkoba - Teething Troubles
It's been a looong year!
Bought a "cheap", bare-bones Sidey.
("The nav-and-flight-control systems from your father-in-law will work perfectly.")
They didn't! Back to the old-man to cadge more funds; new systems acquired and installed.
Flight test? Barely off the ground.
Systems check: Patched-up wreck of a ship incompatible.
Sold the ship for scrap.
New ship ("Thanks, old-man"). She flies!
Now time to...
Oh! Twelve months "repayment indenture" to my father-in-law...
Finally! Pilot-training, Combat-training. I'm ready!!!
Damn! All my friends are at least 700LY distant, multi-millionaires, or dead. I've got a basic Sidewinder and 100 credits.
But, tomorrow, I'll be FLYING!!!!!
03- Simoof -Sod yer Hyphen
On-the-first-day-of-Christmas-the drabblers showed to me: a pun that made my brain bleed
On-the-second-day-of-Christmas-the drabblers showed to us-: 2 votes for TJ
On-the-third-day-of-Christmas-the mods showed to me: Free speech my
-----balls-On-the-fourth-day-of-Christmas-the Kow did show to me: 4 fingers in total
On-the-filth-day-of-Christmas-the Winnard-he-did-say: Wanq, Wanq, Wanq.
On-the-sixth-day-of-Christmas-the-Midden did nothing: Cos hes a total,
On-the-seventh-day-of-Christmas-Erik did proclaim: "I'm always nekkid",
On-the-eighth-day-of-Christmas-Alesgrif muttered quietly: "I'm in bed ill"
On-the-ninth-day-of-Christmas-Insanephoton/Splendour-posts-with-glee: another winning drabble
On-the-tenth-day-of-Christmas-Edith pulled-it out : "See, I'm a boy"
On-the-twelfth-day-of-Christmas-Alien-did-exclaim-:-What happened to the eleventh, no lets not continue, stop now you idiots,-this-is-not-scanning-correctly-anyway,-I-could-do-better,-my-pun-is-awful,-but-I-agree-that-midden-is-a,-Wanq-Wanq-Wanq,-for-each-to-his-own,-free-the-self-vote-rule,-and-copy-everyone,-and-merry-christmas-to-all-you-
04- MrMogadon- Grating expectations
"Michelle, why does my office smell of crap and look like Kerrash tried to land in it”
“Ah, your Imperialness, zat would be from ze leaping lords, dancing ladies and drumming drummers, who were just too animated for ze space available.”
“And the smell?”
“Well ze assorted birds (dove, swans, geese etc) crapped everywhere, but ze milkmaids were ze biggest problem”
“What they didn’t…”
“No,not zem, your Interstellar Munificence. Ze cows zey were milking lost bowel control after eating zum pears. Minerva had zem all quarantined”
“Why were they here?”
“Cmdr Alien had zis idea..”
“Michelle, fetch the naughty list”
05- Splendour - Season One medley
In the Twelfth Month of Elite, Frontier gave to me:
Twelve Scarabs leaping
Eleven Cutters docking
Endless Hutton Convoys
Nine Xbox Launches
Eight CQC fights
An emptied bar at Lavecon
Ten Powers playing
Five Macbook Pros
Four Pilots winged up
Three Community Goals
Two crashing limpets
And a Cobra at the launch party
We wish you merry Horizons
We wish you merry Horizons
We wish you merry Horizons
And a fun season Two.
Airless planets we bring
and more come the spring
We wish you merry Horizons
And a happy new year.
Jingle bells, cannon shells, Torpedoes away.
Eject! Eject!
06- Frank - For my life. Still ahead. Pity me
I can't believe I'd missed my son's birthday, but I'd just found a region of space riddled with black holes. It was my chance to stamp our family name on the Galactic Map.
My onboard computer told me I'd been out exploring for 12 months. I was going to miss another of my son's birthdays but I'm sure he won't mind when he sees the gift I buy him.
"That's funny. That should be a Coriolis Station!", frustration in my voice over such a stupid mistake. My chronometer resynched with the station to correct for time dilation. I daren't look.
07- Alien -Twelve months from two perspectives
In the twelfth month of Elite Dangerous, David Braben gave to me ...
Horizons expansion,
Player Factions,
CQC,
Xbox One,
Powerplay,
joining a wing,
community goals,
lots more pew pew,
lots of commodities,
three times as many systems,
two different ships,
and a way to get from systems A to B
In the twelfth month Of Elite Dangerous, the community gave to me ...
Lavecon 2016,
Hutton Orbital Truckers,
Drabbles on a Friday,
debating on a forum,
meeting people at Lavecon 2014 at Kettering,
Killing Simoof,
Lave Radio Teamspeak,
Passing GCHQ,
EliteMeet,
new forum sections,
new moderators,
25,681 backers on Kickstarter
08- Ventura_ - Stryker's return Part 2
Matt to his friends, was remembering a song called “The Twelve Months of Elite Dangerous”, which was found on a 21th century device called a MP3 Player, now in a museum.
He woke again before the nightmare song filled his mind, to see the space whole that was his canopy and time ticking by.
He tried to move the ship nothing happened, “ah” he said “A reboot of the ships systems should hopefully fix this”, the systems came alive and he plotting a course to Hutton, as it was only 500ls away.
He noted his current location and then jumped.
09- Goose4291 -The Challenge
The interdiction hit almost on cue, ripping the Cobra from supercruise
The commander grunted due to the sudden deceleration, and he could hear the whir of the frameshift cooldown reverberating throughout his ship.
A look at his scanner confirmed his suspicion, his assailant was deploying hardpoints without even opening comms.
Elite for a year now, and all he got was challenges. Individuals who felt like they need to take on the best in the hope of a short burst of Galnet fame.
Jameson spun the Cobra around, throwing all power to the shields and dropping the reserves into his weapons.
10- cleonymus - A slow reader
The sidewinder entered the system near the navigation point. The commander desperately scanning the radar looking for hostiles, friendlies, signal sources - anything that might scan him and reveal the bounties that had piled up on his head in his first few days of flight. Nothing, all quiet, peace.
He consulted the navigation panel and set course for the orbital. A careful reduction of the ships speed and the selection of silent running, finally caused him to relax.
At this speed all the bounties would expire.
With 12 months of travel to Hutton, he might finally finish reading the manual.
Honourable mentions:
Frank-the secret Seasons wishes Drabble part 2: Frank is ruled out (not for the contest)
Sven pondered who could've erected the banner. He looked over at Frank. He was still snoring on his Velcro stool but was managing in his sleep to scowl at the nearby people.
Garthyre guessed what Sven was thinking, "Obviously not Frank. He's never been one of those 'goodwill to all men' types, and also we've still got our stocks of Janx. Remember the time he circumvented our security using a fruit slicer?" She felt faint.
Sven scratched his head "So who then?"
The owner of the bar looked at her clientele. "One of our regulars. I just don't know which."
Futuristic Kung Fu -Blast from the past
In the first Drabble, TJ gave to me, Thirteen space stations
In the second Drabble, DigitalDuck gave to me, 6 Combat stories
In the third Drabble, Ian Phillips gave to me, 6 Maintenance Jobs
In the fourth Drabble, Cathy gave to me, 6 Cyborgs
In the fifth Drabble, Darren Gray gave to me, 9 Zero-g experiences
In the sixth Drabble, Cathy gave to me, 10 And that's why I wear a Onesie
In the seventh Drabble, The Lone Gunman gave to me, 19 Distress calls
In the eighth Drabble, Cathy gave to me, 15 contraband tales
And then, last, word!!
And thanks to Frank for helping with everything!
