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Sir.Tj

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The wondrous list of insane ramblings limited to 100 words has bee updated wit the latest poll.

Head on over and cast your vote folks.


2-1
 
Onewinners from last weeks competition CdrTwisted and SASDOC picked this weeks topic "2-1" and again the entries flooded in.

Please join our<a title="The Abraka Drabble Thread" href="https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showthread.php?t=5777" target="_blank">Abraka Drabble</a>weekly competition.

The voting POLL Is up <a title="Voting Thread" href="https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showthread.php?t=113253" target="_blank">HERE</a>

 

http://thargoidandfer-de-lance.co.uk/songs/drabbles13022015.mp3
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WTJ2tGhJl4

Is it? isn't it? Is it? Isn't it?

It is, isn't it?

Looks very familiar anyway. :)

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Maybe not that similar now that I checked one of the Abraca Drabble videos. I thought it was Psykokow doing some freelance work.

I always was lousy at remembering faces.

Still it's a funny video, so I'll keep the link here.
 
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Ian Phillips

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and cheating... yes cheating

Being able to edit any of the drabbles into an incoherent collection of unconnected words is a very useful ability.

"What? They already are?"

OK. It seems that the 'very useful ability' doesn't apply here :( I'll think up another way to get votes.
 
Me me ME Me me!........ Me!

Congratulations to our worthy winner.. ME! I'm glad you all eventually saw sense and let me win. Oh... Yes... I guess KalRyper's Drabble was pretty good as well. Congratulations.

Of course I wouldn't like to suggest that his Drabble might have been just a smidgen ever so slightly better than mine, but I've decided to give you lot an easy time of the contest this week by leaving the topic at just one subject... FLEET

So what are you doing still staring at this post? Get to it people! These slots are getting filled up as you read.


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If you're wondering what all this is about...

The challenge is to write a story in exactly 100 words. Not a word more. Not a word less.

The story should be set in the Elite Universe and the exact number of 100 words does not include the title. I shall host a vote on Thursday. On Sunday the winner shall have the honour of choosing the next topic.

A good place to compose your story is recommended by Erik, http://www.wordcounter.net/

Entries to a poll will be limited to the first 20 Drabbles submitted, and I might stick the poll up early if all those slots are filled but don't let that stop you from showing us what you would have entered in the contest.

Please remember that this is a family forum We want as many people as possible to feel comfortable on this thread. Don't write anything that you wouldn't want to read out in front of your grandparent/grandchild.
 
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Goose4291

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Fleet Action

“Jump complete. All stations report.”
“Command, Nav. GPS fix confirms position correct.”
“Command, Manuvering. FSD cooling down, reactor operating within normal parameters.”
“Command, Flight Deck: CAP deployed.”

“Command, LADAR. Multiple contacts, Green 25, True bearing 165, Range 23 light seconds and closing. No IFF transmissions.”
“Roger LADAR. Confirm numbers?”
“Negative Command. Too much magnetic interference.”

“Helm, Command. Put us starboard broadside to the contacts.”
“Received Command. Fifteen degree Port wheel on. All ahead one-third.”

“Command, Optics. Visually confirmed eighteen contacts, all small fighters.”
“Beat to quarters, Mr Pullings.”

Excerpt taken from Bridge audio-log, ICS Ferentis, Sorbago Slave Rebellion, first day.
 
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FLEETing Excitement

"Priority message from FLEET" voices the kitchen terminal. Frank freezes, just as he grabs his morning coffee. Months ago he’d agreed to be part of the on-call team for "Finding, Logging and Evaluating Evidence on Thargoids". Had they finally found a ship or derelict station?
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The compartment’s door swooshes and his daughter comes in from last night's tour. With a bored glance at him she pours herself some juice. She reads the display - "Yay - more parties!"
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Confused, Frank now reads as well. "Congratulations! Your FriendBook Local Entertainment Event Team names you their ambassador!! Back stage access to all concerts included!"
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Word counts 102, http://www.wordcounter.net/ thinks it's 100.
 
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A Blanket of Stars

The Fleet held orbit around Pil 0-W, the largest collection of ships the galaxy had ever seen. They waited; a rag tag bunch, from pristine Capitol Class ships to battered old Cobras. Even what looked like a refuse skimmer had joined the throng, its hull bristling with jury rigged weapons.
Time was running out, humanity’s existence rested in the fickle hands of fate. It was now or never.
Prepare to ju….


Reality shifted.


“TOMMY! DINNER’S READY!”
“AW MUM!!! FIVE MORE MINUTES!!!” Tommy cried.
“NOW!”

Tommy jumped off his bed, scattering his toys. Saving Humanity could wait, tonight was burger night.
 
Who's hunting who?

The bounty hunter entered his quarries sidewinder.

Pay day drew closer. His bank account drooling in anticipation.

Entering the cockpit he knew his presence had been noted.

The pilot was desperately trying to lock down the ship and escape.

The cockpit door closed behind him, the ship launched quickly.

The chair turned...

A robot ,with a visual screen of the targets face, smiled and said goodbye.

The ship came to a stop at the stations exit.

Back at the pad, the fleet of foot pirate laughed. The trap had worked.

Moments later the station guns disposed of this pirate's stalker.
 
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Fleeting Stupidity

Fleeting Stupidity

Stretcher slumped out the cobras cockpit and into the station.
"Tell me there was no trouble this time!" pleaded Dr Ted, "You took forever"
"Aye, Just far Ted" Stretcher yawned. "They've really limited my ships speed"
"Remember your last cargo, you wrecked em Stretcher"
"You told me to rush"
"Those organs could only be used for mince meat. Half the Fleet's stuck in Cryogenics awaiting these fresh ones."
"I diverted all power to the engines to get here... oh-oh, the fridge"
The reddish warmish water dripped from the ships cargo hold.
Ted sighed "Tommy will be happy, burger night again."
 
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Just a quick note to the drabblers that when you click 'Reply to thread' you can click on the 'Go Advanced' button and that allows you to give your post a title. It doesn't really matter - was just in case some of you were wondering how to do it. :)
 
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