It is possible to just count words yourself, you know 
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It is possible to just count words yourself, you know
No it isn't. This is the 2010's... we can't even go shopping without firing up a computer controlled car, and plotting the route on sat nav.
However if that website is used... write your story, count the words, THEN put in the apostrophes.
All excellent, All borderline naughty
Personally, really can't choose between them. Although, I'm dreading what a certain onsie obsessed Scotsman's contribution will be Ian Phillips
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Rock jocking is a dangerous occupation. In the end you always lose bits of yourself. I've just had this 'extra strength' addition fitted. Lost both legs and an arm years ago.
Yeah, I've heard all the jokes about how cyborg fittings cost an arm and a leg before you even start paying for them.
This one seemed like good bargain though. It works OK too. A bit bulky maybe, but thats because of all the self balancing needed to compensate for the ‘equal and opposite reaction’ problem.
But I’m really unhappy about the recharging procedure.
“Just bend over” he said.
Yeah, I've heard all the jokes about how cyborg fittings cost an arm and a leg before you even start paying for them.
This one seemed like good bargain though. It works OK too. A bit bulky maybe, but thats because of all the self balancing needed to compensate for the ‘equal and opposite reaction’ problem.
But I’m really unhappy about the recharging procedure.
“Just bend over” he said.
Good Vibrations
It was dark and the humming had finally stopped.. bodies strewn everywhere like a total nightmare, the shrieking and crying had been unbearable... how could they tolerate any more. The scene was a dark room, velvet adorned all furniture and small red lights were scattered on the walls flickering like aftershocks from the event.
Susan awoke in the bed saturated with sweat, tried to cast her mind back to the goings on on the evening.
Dr C Borg... he was to blame... he's the one who suggested the VJayJay blaster.. with AI.. she heard the buzzing creeping up behind her..
It was dark and the humming had finally stopped.. bodies strewn everywhere like a total nightmare, the shrieking and crying had been unbearable... how could they tolerate any more. The scene was a dark room, velvet adorned all furniture and small red lights were scattered on the walls flickering like aftershocks from the event.
Susan awoke in the bed saturated with sweat, tried to cast her mind back to the goings on on the evening.
Dr C Borg... he was to blame... he's the one who suggested the VJayJay blaster.. with AI.. she heard the buzzing creeping up behind her..
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Last chance call for submissions. The poll goes up in about 4 hours time.
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Cyborg Poll
That's the Cyborg poll set up ready for you votes. Get your votes in quick. Voting closes Monday 20:00.
and the link to the poll is here
That's the Cyborg poll set up ready for you votes. Get your votes in quick. Voting closes Monday 20:00.
and the link to the poll is here
Not that I get any votes anyway, but you've left my drabble out of the poll!
http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showthread.php?t=5777&page=19#187
http://forums.frontier.co.uk/showthread.php?t=5777&page=19#187
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I don't actually have word on my PC at home, but windows came installed with Microsoft Word starter 2010, which has a word counter.
That is what I have used. Got a bit of a shock when it said my drabble had 101 words, until I figured out that a line at the end of the text had been counted as a word...
That is what I have used. Got a bit of a shock when it said my drabble had 101 words, until I figured out that a line at the end of the text had been counted as a word...
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It's time folks.
I declare Darren Grey the winner. He has had a pretty good week with his drabbles , getting one in the newsletter and taking 50% of the votes here.
Congratulations and what is the next subject, oh drabble master?
I declare Darren Grey the winner. He has had a pretty good week with his drabbles , getting one in the newsletter and taking 50% of the votes here.
Congratulations and what is the next subject, oh drabble master?
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Oh wow! Thanks for all the votes, I really appreciate them
As for new theme... I shall say... Zero G!
As for new theme... I shall say... Zero G!
Zero G: Free Fall
Frank shrugged his shoulders when the capsule eventually ran out of fuel. He was a real spaceman, surgically altered when young to cope with Zero G. But he still enjoyed playing with microgravity.
He now had nothing better to do. He took out three pairs of balls, each pair connected by a length of string. He got his balls orbiting each other in strange intricate paths.
He knew that the rotating balls weren't really floating in front of his eyes. Well! It all depends on your frame of reference. The capsule was silently plummeting towards the surface of a moon.
Frank shrugged his shoulders when the capsule eventually ran out of fuel. He was a real spaceman, surgically altered when young to cope with Zero G. But he still enjoyed playing with microgravity.
He now had nothing better to do. He took out three pairs of balls, each pair connected by a length of string. He got his balls orbiting each other in strange intricate paths.
He knew that the rotating balls weren't really floating in front of his eyes. Well! It all depends on your frame of reference. The capsule was silently plummeting towards the surface of a moon.
Zero G: Oh balls
A ship gently drifted through the cosmos. Drifting along, on the interstellar winds. The inhabitants of the craft however weren’t enjoying the experience of floating completely free.
‘I warned you last time.’
‘Sorry’
‘Sorry’s no good now is it? You incompetent twerp.’ The captain fumed
There was a Fzzz-Crackle-pop as sparks flew everywhere, the popping still echoing around the hull. The air was getting stale from lack of life support systems.
‘Hopefully that distress beacon still works and someone will come, We’ve only got about twenty hours. Those vacuum toilets only work when you sit down…. Now there’s **** EVERYWHERE.”
A ship gently drifted through the cosmos. Drifting along, on the interstellar winds. The inhabitants of the craft however weren’t enjoying the experience of floating completely free.
‘I warned you last time.’
‘Sorry’
‘Sorry’s no good now is it? You incompetent twerp.’ The captain fumed
There was a Fzzz-Crackle-pop as sparks flew everywhere, the popping still echoing around the hull. The air was getting stale from lack of life support systems.
‘Hopefully that distress beacon still works and someone will come, We’ve only got about twenty hours. Those vacuum toilets only work when you sit down…. Now there’s **** EVERYWHERE.”
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