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Insolent Indicator

“Mr Bast. Please tell us where our goods are?”
Slumped on the cargo bay floor, Mr Bast gurgled.
“Mr Magenta. You may have choked Mr Bast a little too much.”
“I am sorry Mr Green, but he really shouldn’t have said that about my mother.”
“Most deplorable I agree Mr Magenta, but now he is speechless and cannot tell us the way to our weapons canister.”
“Yes, but he can show the way. Point Mr Bast!”
The figure on the floor extended an arm and a finger.
“Please cooperate Mr Bast or l will break that middle finger of yours.”
 

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Buckyballs

Three minutes.
The surreal hyperspace maelstrom shifted around the ship. Helen focussed, waiting the drop, last jump to the Buckyball waypoint. Less than 11Ls to the station.
A star hurled itself at her, she fought the controls, throttle to maximum, eye on the compass.
Two minutes.
‘COME ON’ she screamed, the hauler’s drive responding in kind.
Distance dropping, time dropping, throttle dropping, heartbeat rising, sixty seconds, “SAFE DISENGAGE READY”.
Fifty-four seconds, good alignment, just boost and the record was hers. A clear run, request docking, easy.
BANG! A cobra spawned, she watched it and glory fall away into the void.

(note - I am unsure if fifty-four is one or two words, please let me know if I need to change it)
 
A lot of you seem to be suggesting that a Frankpun is a bad thing. I'd like to take the opposite position and suggest to you that a Frankpun is in fact a good thing.

I've never suggested such a thing; a Frankpun is unique, a special quality of pun that sometimes baffles, sometimes stun, but whilst it's always changing it's also fun.

p.s. I sneaked in a change to ma drabble. It was a bit rubbish so I tried to notrubbish it hoping no one would notice.

(note - I am unsure if fifty-four is one or two words, please let me know if I need to change it)

you're fine there Yaffle. We like to use https://wordcounter.net and if it says its 100 words then we're happy. Of course, if it disagrees we're often happy to accept the drabble anyway. :)
besides you could just write it as 54
 
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Everyone feel free to tinker with your Drabbles. The text that I cut'n'paste into the polling thread is the text that is written in this here thread.

Unless anyone else has a burning desire to host, I'll put the poll up myself. It'll get erected at around 10 or 11 tomorrow night. That's plenty of time for all you stragglers out there.
 
[IF ANYONE SEES SIMOOF, TELL HIM HE'S A WANTED MAN AND THE FORUM ADMINS ARE AFTER HIM.]

If he's not running, tell him to run!
 
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The inevitable mechanics of 34th century interplanetary warfare.

What's the difference between a flotilla and a bunch of ships?

Coordination. The ability to turn together, move together, attack together; that's how you win a fight, it's how you win a war.

On their scanners we were just a bunch of unmarked ships, pirates looking for an easy score on mining convoys.

Then we turned, pushing, concentrating them towards the waypoint as we moved.

Then we attacked, easy pickings, their stations would go hungry tonight.

A response was inescapable, their security ships had just one place to drop. So did our capital ship.

Our waypoint became a combat zone.
 
Desolation Ridge - Thirstybadger (the perpetual drabble virgin)

Honk, scoop, jump. Honk, scoop, jump. The mind started to wander on these long expeditions, he’d had some engine trouble back at waypoint 17 and had fallen behind the group. Now he was having problems with the com… couldn’t raise anyone. They should be at waypoint 22 by now ready for the last push to Beagle Point. Two more jumps. Honk, scoop, jump. Honk, scoop, jump. As the hyperspace mist cleared still nothing on coms. Perhaps on the surface, as he approached the waypoint suddenly a glimpse of green and something octagonal before he joined the debris at Desolation Ridge
 
My drabble was also serious, seriously! Any resemblance to the military general and regent of the state of Shu Han during the Three Kingdoms period
is purely coincidental and in no way points to a pun.
Not even a Frankpun.

I SERIOUSLY regret anything I have said that may have suggested that anybody's drabble was less than seriously serious. It was not my intention to hurt feelings or figuratively step on any toes. I won't do it ever again and hope that I'll be forgiven, one of these days. Seriously. :D

PS. In case anybody should have missed it, I would like to point out your excellent, but serious, 'way points' pun which you have cleverly inserted into your above quoted reply, despite your having been clearly distraught because of the lack of being taken seriously.
 
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01 - Simoof - Fried Chicken with that?
02 - moose666 - A cheesy pun approaches
03 - Frank - Half an Ancient Joke and a Weak Pun
04 - Galactic Midden - Now which Wei?
05 - MrMogadon - So Long and Thanks for the Drabbles
06 - Darkoba - In for a punny, in for a punt, paint, point, er, pound
07 - Garzini - Investigating the Rift
08 - cleonymus - Approaching destruction.
09 - Listeri69 - How to make your own rare good...
10 - Erik Marcaigh - Just Follow Those Waypoints
11 - FelixBast - Insolent Indicator
12 - Yaffle - Buckyballs
13 - Edith_The_Hutt - The inevitable mechanics of 34th century interplanetary warfare.
14 - Thirstybadger - Desolation Ridge


There are 14 Drabbles on the table and only one or two hours left to get yer mini masterpieces in. Come on people. This is an important contest. It's the one which decides who's going to pick the topic for the Elite Meet Drabble.
 
Fuel Stop

Convoys make me nervous. It's an admission that we're expecting trouble. There's safety in numbers, but large convoys also attract a lot of attention, and not all of it is welcome.

This way point is critical. It's where we meet the tankers. It's the riskiest parts of the trip. Many of the big haulers are running dangerously low on fuel and they'll be vulnerable until they're refuelled. It's where I'd attack if I was a pirate.

Long minutes pass and nothing. Finally we're ready to move on. We got away with it this time. I hope our good fortune holds
 
Where do Whales Get Weighed?

"Way!"
"No Way!"
"Way."
"No. Way.
"Yes Way."
"No ... weigh."
"Weigh?"
"Weigh."
"Weigh way?"
"Weigh way away way."
"Wait. Weigh way away way?"
"Way."
"No way!"
"Way."
"Whoa ... weigh whales."
"Weigh whales?"
"Weigh whales in Wales."
"Weigh whales in Wales?"
"Weigh whales in Wales."
"Why weigh whales in Wales?"
"Whales weigh Whales way away in Wales way."
"Why away in Wales do Whales weigh whales in Wales?"
"Whales weigh whales in Wales because it's a way of weighing whales away in Wales."
"So ... a way to weigh whales away in Wales where whales weigh whales?"
"Use a whale weigh station."
 
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Beware The Way

He strained hard to lift his arm, blood dripping and sizzling on the hot metal that had been used to brand his face. Painfully he straightened his finger as best he could.
His eye, blistered and swollen, staring through the melted eye lid, rolled agonisingly towards the direction of his twisted remaining digit.
His torn lips cracked and split as he spat out the word “there…” before gasping his last breath.
Cmdr Listeri69 turned with the dying commanders direction, a disgusting and horrific vision.
His mother in law sat smiling back at him, lodged solid in the ships toilet cubicle.
 
"Way!"...
... "Use a whale weigh station."

Don.t understand it, but admire your patience for writing it. Been to Wales many times and never saw a whale weighing whales or anything else, but it could, of course, have taken place in New Wales in the Orion section. Certainly worth a rep+1 for the laugh! :D
 
Don.t understand it, but admire your patience for writing it. Been to Wales many times and never saw a whale weighing whales or anything else, but it could, of course, have taken place in New Wales in the Orion section. Certainly worth a rep+1 for the laugh! :D
It's a kids joke ... where do you weigh whales? ... in a whale weigh station.
I saw Frank's post and thought I'd better write a drabble quick and for some reason the idea of Kow having to read it out amuses me.
I am evil.
 
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Title Captain Navigational Error

Captain Lateness accepted a mission to go to Obsidian Orbital in the Maia System.
Only problem was his Navigational Computer was malfunctioning.
He could only jump a few light years, but needed the money to fix the computer fast.
So it was waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop.
He finally arrived but the malfunctioning computer sent him to the wrong waypoint.
 
Title Captain Navigational Error

Captain Lateness accepted a mission to go to Obsidian Orbital in the Maia System.
Only problem was his Navigational Computer was malfunctioning.
He could only jump a few light years, but needed the money to fix the computer fast.
So it was waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop,
waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint scoop, waypoint, waypoint, waypoint, scoop.
He finally arrived but the malfunctioning computer sent him to the wrong waypoint.

Would you like this in the poll mate?
 
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