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Frank

Frank
Christmas is a time for family

Darkoba said:
Why, yes, of course! She called me her 'little angel', and said I would one day be Prime Minister (Thank God she wasn't ALWAYS right about EVERYTHING!).

She also told me, one day, to remove the garish red lipstick and soot from my face (I'd had a 'mad moment), as that would put people off voting for me... apparently, she got that wrong too.

Hmmm! You've given me something to think about... Home wrecker!!!!
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How come Simoff knows so much about your mum, and why did you call him a home wrecker?


As for the claim that one day you'd be prime minister, well I guess any mother who bursts their teenage son's bedroom door wide open to do a bit of cleaning, and catches him in an embarrassing position with the pig's head she bought from the butchers can now comfort herself in the thought that maybe one day he'd grow up to be prime minister.
 

Darkoba

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Frank said:


How come Simoff knows so much about your mum, and why did you call him a home wrecker?


As for the claim that one day you'd be prime minister, well I guess any mother who bursts their teenage son's bedroom door wide open to do a bit of cleaning, and catches him in an embarrassing position with the pig's head she bought from the butchers can now comfort herself in the thought that maybe one day he'd grow up to be prime minister.
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How come YOU know so much about my mum? And bursting into my room to clean up?? ... and it most definitely wasn't a pig's head!!


PS. 'Homewrecker' was a slip of the tongue, er, fingers -on-keyboard. I meant 'dream breaker'.

PPS. Isn't "grow up to be prime minister" a bit of an oxymoron?
 
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Frank

Frank
Darkoba said:
How come YOU know so much about my mum? And bursting into my room to clean up?? ... and it most definitely wasn't a pig's head!!


PS. 'Homewrecker' was a slip of the tongue, er, fingers -on-keyboard. I meant 'dream breaker'.

PPS. Isn't "grow up to be prime minister" a bit of an oxymoron?
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It's part of the agreement your mother and I made, to keep me informed of your progress to adulthood. Did you never wonder where the money came from for your college fund? I guess it was wrong of me to ask about your mother's involvement with Simoof. She's a free spirit. She can do whatever she likes.

As for you PPS about prime ministers and oxymorons... It's a common mistake to use a fancier word instead of the correct one. The correct phrase to use is that the "Prime Minister is a bit of a moron".
 
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Goose4291

Banned
Goose4291
A little late, but am I still in with a chance?

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.
 

Darkoba

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It was Christmas morning in the Thargoid and Fer-de-Lance. All was quiet, as Sven calmly put the finishing shine to his polished glasses, and stacked them neatly, ready for the next onslaught. At the end of the bar, Frank snored gently, anchored, as usual, to his bar-stool with Velcro. In a dark alcove, Rollo slept off the latest whisky binge, leaning against a still semi-comatose Crystles. All the other regulars were either asleep somewhere on station, or many, many light years away doing god knows what.

Sven glanced up at the mysterious banner hanging over the bar and shrugged. Somehow, during the station night-period, somebody had overridden the security locks, entered the premises and hung the banner.

'Not so difficult for most of our patrons' Sven thought, drily, 'I wonder how many of the regulars will get to see it before the end of the twelfth day'.

He proceeded to polish the already mirror-like bar top.

The banner read:
"Very best Seasonal Wishes to all friends and patrons of this establishment, all Drabblers, and all honourable Commanders in this wonderful Frontier Universe."
 
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Frank

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."
 

insanephoton

insanephoton
Well it wasn't me. So when's the deadline for submissions? I might get a drabble done soon, but I've got some many other things to do. For a start I really ought to update my 'Founders Progress' thread ( actually I've already got a whole page written for that and still not got to the Emperor's coronation). I've also got the nagging feeling I should add a bit to the T&FdL thread as I left my characters something like this.. [video=youtube_share;E1iMJNYHe1I]https://youtu.be/E1iMJNYHe1I[/video]

Anyway I've got plenty of potential plot lines I'd like to explore.
And then there's the community goal for Mr Clauss. Seems like those newbies will be getting an Adder at the very least. Also I've got to get my ship race tuned as there's a new Buckyball race in a few days time...
 

cleonymus

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.
 

Frank

Frank
insanephoton said:
Well it wasn't me. So when's the deadline for submissions? I might get a drabble done soon, but I've got some many other things to do. For a start I really ought to update my 'Founders Progress' thread ( actually I've already got a whole page written for that and still not got to the Emperor's coronation). I've also got the nagging feeling I should add a bit to the T&FdL thread as I left my characters something like this.. https://youtu.be/E1iMJNYHe1I

Anyway I've got plenty of potential plot lines I'd like to explore.
And then there's the community goal for Mr Clauss. Seems like those newbies will be getting an Adder at the very least. Also I've got to get my ship race tuned as there's a new Buckyball race in a few days time...
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The deadline is Thursday 31st. I'll be happy to host but if I do then I won't be erecting the poll at around 10:00 as we usually do. It would be more 6:00 pm GMT instead
 

Frank

Frank
Futuristic Kung Fu said:
I could do it, if it's needed.
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Excellent... let me just guide you over to this computer desk and <click> there you are handcuffed comfortably in place. I'm glad you agreed to do this as it adds a new voice to the Drabble Contest. There are always Mods buzzing around this thread if you find you need help.

This of course has nothing to do with our family motto..

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Frank

Frank
insanephoton said:
Um Frank, this storm http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-35192138 wouldn't have anything to do with you would it?
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I guess the problem is that floods are becoming such a regular occurrence they've decided to name the storms to remind people of the severity of the warnings. I have no idea why they chose a name so sweet and innocent as "Frank".

It's heading to my bit of Scotland an'all. The roads are still a little soggy from the last watering <sigh>. My sympathies to anyone suffering from flooding.
 

Futuristic Kung Fu

Futuristic Kung Fu
Frank said:
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."
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Is this the Drabble that should go in the Poll?
 

Futuristic Kung Fu

Futuristic Kung Fu
Darkoba said:
It was Christmas morning in the Thargoid and Fer-de-Lance. All was quiet, as Sven calmly put the finishing shine to his polished glasses, and stacked them neatly, ready for the next onslaught. At the end of the bar, Frank snored gently, anchored, as usual, to his bar-stool with Velcro. In a dark alcove, Rollo slept off the latest whisky binge, leaning against a still semi-comatose Crystles. All the other regulars were either asleep somewhere on station, or many, many light years away doing god knows what.

Sven glanced up at the mysterious banner hanging over the bar and shrugged. Somehow, during the station night-period, somebody had overridden the security locks, entered the premises and hung the banner.

'Not so difficult for most of our patrons' Sven thought, drily, 'I wonder how many of the regulars will get to see it before the end of the twelfth day'.

He proceeded to polish the already mirror-like bar top.

The banner read:
"Very best Seasonal Wishes to all friends and patrons of this establishment, all Drabblers, and all honourable Commanders in this wonderful Frontier Universe."
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Title? And does this replace your previous Drabble?
 

Darkoba

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Futuristic Kung Fu said:
Title? And does this replace your previous Drabble?
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Har de har har! Did you count the words? (It's almost two drabbles-worth)

No, not a drabble; merely a well meant Christmas and New Years greeting to our T&FdL patrons and our Drabbling community - as if you didn't know! ;)


PS. Good story though, innit?
 
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