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[Galactic Midden]

It's good to see a healthy run of drabbles coming in. I should probably mention to Psykokow (very nice drabbles by the way) that to entice some drabblers back into the fold I might have mentioned that you've branched out into videos and implied that you have a furry feline co-star hosting along with you

Can't remember if I said there would be juggling and a puppet show... Don't shoot the messenger!

 

[Erik Marcaigh]

Pssst...... Frank..... you landed post #5000!


..and I was approaching 140,000 miles on my car yesterday and got distracted long enough that when I looked back it was 140,002. LOL Damn Houston traffic!

 

[KalRyper]

(Thanks for the call-up Galactic Midden. I'll try to dock here more often )

Mass Effect

The mechanic despaired, “All the ship’s compartments are utilised …”
“I have the credits,” the cobra pilot shot back, “I want ten multi-cannons plus the other items on my order. Do it!”

The mechanic shook her head slowly. Her eyes dropped to the floor, then to the steel cable and trailed its snaking course.

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The pilot was eager to try out his guns. The new, grade ‘A’ thrusters roared into life; deck plates glowed as the behemoth lifted off.

At full power, the cobra shot through the station’s exit … leaving behind an augmented ring of weaponry, cabling and storage bins.

 

[Philip Coutts]

Running in the Family

Okay someone begged me to write another Drabble (okay they didn't beg as such but hey I have a fragile ego and like to make things up....), god know why because my standard was never exactly high. So you asked for it and I have delivered. I was going to call this "Keep it in the Family" but in homage to 80's superband (?!) Level 42 I've decided to call it "Running in the Family". Enjoy or perhaps not, I'm sure the person who asked me to write this drivel will soon regret his decision.........
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I had always dreamed of being a pilot, I guess every kid does. The holo-films of hero Commanders fighting to save the Empire from aliens or worse the Federation fired my imagination.

The biggest issue for an aspiring pilot is the lack of finances to begin your adventure. You can borrow money or as in my case a death in the family allows you to inherit a ship.

I caressed the sleek lines of the Sidewinder and then realised I had to leave. I holstered my blaster and stepped over the cooling body of my Uncle towards my new ship.

 

[Majere]

Sorry, I have terrible busy, not even had much game time. Pop into the forums now and then when waiting for something to start up. My record wasn't good but here you go:

Sub-Commander

He sat alone in the darkness, a feint glow from the panel in front of him casting a dismal light upon his pale features. He heard his named being called out from down below once more, more urgently and with anger. Once again he ignored it, concentrating hard on what was before him, a whole fleet poised ready for action. Suddenly the door flew open and the real commander burst into the cockpit. “I told you to take the rubbish out, what are you doing up here?” Then she saw them and spat with disgust; “Spaceships? How old are you?”

 

[Darkoba]

Homecoming

He hadn't been to Barnard's for a while. In fact, he hadn't been anywhere for some time. His ship had been almost destroyed, his health severely damaged and his finances crippled.

Climbing back up, dusting himself down, had been a long, painful, three-pronged effort. The small insurance payout, the rented shuttle and some local trading had been the first rung.

Now he had his ship back. Apart from some twinges, his health was improved. It was time to re-connect with old friends, trade and replace his lost wealth.

Kaze-no-Uta emerged into Barnard's space.

Dar'koba was amazed by the increased traffic.

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Thanks to Cmdr. Gal. Midden for giving that push

 

[Frank]

It's good to see Galactic midden's efforts have rounded up a few of the old guard. There must have been a few ideas that have been festering within their heads ready to be puked out onto their screens. It's going to be a good contest this week.

Over 5000 posts on this thread? We must be doing something right here. Soon it will be the 100th Drabble contest. Any of the old guard who want to participate in that momentous contest should really come back here to knock the kinks out of their rusty keyboards by entering some Drabbles.

And new contestants as well! Let's get some new blood on our screens. A new voice we've never heard bofore sometimes stick out from all the familiar voices. New contestants can often swoop in to win the glory.

 

[Darkoba]

It's good to see Galactic midden's efforts have rounded up a few of the old guard. There must have been a few ideas that have been festering within their heads ready to be puked out onto their screens. It's going to be a good contest this week.

Over 5000 posts on this thread? We must be doing something right here. Soon it will be the 100th Drabble contest. Any of the old guard who want to participate in that momentous contest should really come back here to knock the kinks out of their rusty keyboards by entering some Drabbles.
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I wish a rusty keyboard was the only thing wrong with this ship, er, laptop. It seems to be stable for the moment, but we're gonna have to invest in a new system within the next week or so, partly (mostly) 'cos I haven't yet even been able to board my ship, never mind fly it. I'd have bought the new system earlier, but financial 'things' crop up and get in the way. Hope to see you soon at T&FdL. Don't drink it all, leave some for me. ;-)

 

[Listeri69]

Time for the G1....

Hello its G1 racing season again and Welcome to the Maia GP lots for the drivers to contend with here at this out of the way grand prix, a few black holes in the region. Qualifying was interesting yesterday when Ryde Myas Arden long got sucked off on his qualifying lap this left a nice gap for Bud Plugg in Mianus and he took full advantage. yes the two pilots from Mianus with a huge gap over the rest of the field and Mianus really is looking unstoppable this season. It’s been many years since we’ve seen Mianus this fluid.


(This is mainly an entry for when Psykokow reads them out I want to point and laugh at his pathetic attempts to read it out with a straight face)

 

[W4rSkuLL]

Il give it a go with a drabble well into the new year. Happy new year Love may take over in strange places

Ships or hips.

Derelict ships, there must have been a huge battle here sometime around.
Alexis turned on the scanner. Scavenging could be a lucrative trade,
if you were lucky. But she really had her eyes on her co pilot Barkley.
It had been a long time now and they had been out in space for days.
Hyper spacing, fuel scooping and trying to pick up the "score".
Looks like they might have found it here. Lots of intact wreckage.
She stared at Barkley. His eyes were set on her hips.
The Cobra drifted on autopilot through the debris, lust had taken over.

 

[psykokow]

hello its g1 racing season again and welcome to the maia gp lots for the drivers to contend with here at this out of the way grand prix, a few black holes in the region. Qualifying was interesting yesterday when ryde myas arden long got sucked off on his qualifying lap this left a nice gap for bud plugg in mianus and he took full advantage. Yes the two pilots from mianus with a huge gap over the rest of the field and mianus really is looking unstoppable this season. It’s been many years since we’ve seen mianus this fluid.


(this is mainly an entry for when psykokow reads them out i want to point and laugh at his pathetic attempts to read it out with a straight face)

*shakes fist* khaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!

 

[rootsrat]

Four Hundred Billion Star Systems

Captain Mathias Shallowgrave rested his head against the mast. The sea was calm, but he could feel the sea sickness starting.

He hated his job! When his dad told him years ago he'd finance his studies to become a ship captain, Shallowgrave happily agreed. He’d never expected the old man actually meaning sea vessels, not space ships. When he was sent to the Academy it was too late – the studies have already been paid for.

The reflection of 400 billion star systems in the perfectly still sea waters made him even sicker. Mathias leaned over the starboard and vomited loudly.

 

[Galactic Midden]

This will be the 85th poll of this game that we've all come to know and love. A contest that's played not just in Britain, but around the world.

Does that mean we need "International" crudely drawn over the front of this thread? Anyone got any crayons?

Mind the big pile of shredded drabble writings on your way in everyone - Psykokow's new toy

And Philip, you clearly haven't read all of my drabble posts


Definitely no need to thank me anyone, all I did was abuse the PM system with spam! I probably have the watchful eyes of the Mods on me right now.

At this juncture I would just like to add an apology to everyone who's been playing the last couple of weeks. I think the chances of us winning have plummeted given the high standard of all these extra drabbles At least we've got a better chance now of knocking Frankie boy off his barstool throne

edit: I've lost count of how many drabbles we're now at, and I think Goose said he was going to get a wedgie.

 

[rootsrat]

Awww... We need something special for the 100th one! 15 more weeks! (Provided no rollovers).

 

[Erik Marcaigh]

Well, Galactic Midden, I count 17 now! A few more hours before it closes & Frank puts the poll up!

 

[Galactic Midden]

Well, Galactic Midden, I count 17 now! A few more hours before it closes & Frank puts the poll up!

Excellent! Anyone else out there interested in having a go? 100 words on the topic "spaceships" set in the Elite: Dangerous universe blah blah blah.... read the first post in the thread for the proper listing of the rules. They are very simple though.

Frank goes all quizmaster host mode in a few hours time and then the fun begins

 

[Sir.Tj]

It's good to see Galactic midden's efforts have rounded up a few of the old guard. There must have been a few ideas that have been festering within their heads ready to be puked out onto their screens. It's going to be a good contest this week.

No I just think we're just all festering...I know I am.

Over 5000 posts on this thread? We must be doing something right here. Soon it will be the 100th Drabble contest. Any of the old guard who want to participate in that momentous contest should really come back here to knock the kinks out of their rusty keyboards by entering some Drabbles.

Scary innit. I really didn't think it would be this popular and run for so long. well done guys and girls .

And new contestants as well! Let's get some new blood on our screens. A new voice we've never heard bofore sometimes stick out from all the familiar voices. New contestants can often swoop in to win the glory.

Spread the word, you can use the sig at the bottom of mine and Galactics posts if you want.

 

[insanephoton]

Hostile business.

Bosworth Field was a quiet mining outpost owned by Plantagenet Industries. The CEO, Richard York had come to visit. Suddenly explosions rocked the station. Pirates were attacking and they had destroyed the ships on the landing pads. The defences had gone offline. The pirates boarded the station and started searching for Richard. As they cornered him, Richard tried to negotiate.
'A ship, a ship. My business for a spaceship' Richard begged in vain. Moments later he was dead


As Henry Tudor heard the news of the pirate attack he suppressed a smile, his greatest business rival had just been eliminated.

 

[Ian Phillips]

Big naughty words! - been ill this week, and today was my first day back at work. Too busy to think of a drabble, so - sorry, but I'll have to miss out this week

 

[Goose4291]

Nearly a little late.. but here we are

Deployment
Decurio Oligirio sat in the cockpit seat, the chair’s straps holding him secure against the zero gravity.
His Imperial fighter was coupled securely to the port bulkhead of the empty bay, the Technicians having quickly vacated the compartment once completing their final pre-flight checks.
The ships intercom crackled into life: “All hands, this is Firentis Actual. Action stations, Action stations warship. Assume Damage control state One, condition Zulu. Contact with Federal warship Damocles imminent. Launch the alert fighters.”
Raising his hand, he signalled the Launch Officer that all was good and he was ready to enter the void once more.