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sjmQ

sjmQ
Stranded

Jack tapped his oxygen gauge for the fifth time. “Damn... Once more” he thought.

With only the stars and a fading suit light for illumination, Jack circled the Cobra scanning the bland lunar surface for a tell-tale glint of metal.

“Oxygen level critical” chimed the space suit.

Jack sank next to the Cobras landing strut. “Well, I guess this is it” he said, looking up at the closed hatch.

Grinning, he instructed his suit to start broadcasting a distress call – “Locate this beacon to retrieve my corpse, and if you find my spaceship keys, please shove them up my ass”
 

psykokow

psykokow
Astro Ninja

Astro Ninjas - specialist assassin, famed for stealth to such an extent, their existence became a myth.
This didn't concern their newest recruit Psykokow, having been in training for many months. The first step being the hardest part, to find a ninja training centre. With Franks advice and a mere 6 thousand credits here he was, the award ceremony.
The hall was dark and empty with no signs of life... an indication of Astro Ninja's at work, it had been like this during training.
Debri fell from the roof striking Psykokow, he saw spinning moons and stars as he blacked out.
 

Darkoba

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sjmQ said:
Jack tapped his oxygen gauge for the fifth time. “Damn... Once more” he thought.

With only the stars and a fading suit light for illumination, Jack circled the Cobra scanning the bland lunar surface for a tell-tale glint of metal.

“Oxygen level critical” chimed the space suit.

Jack sank next to the Cobras landing strut. “Well, I guess this is it” he said, looking up at the closed hatch.

Grinning, he instructed his suit to start broadcasting a distress call – “Locate this beacon to retrieve my corpse, and if you find my spaceship keys, please shove them up my ass”
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Haven't we seen this one before? It may have been off topic then. Now passes muster, but can we submit the same Drabble twice? I like the humour, but a Cobra is not a Ford Fiasco; it would have access codes and things, surely, and not keys... mine has :D Codes, that is, not keys.
 
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Minti2

Deadly, But very fluffy...
Minti2
Mr and Misses blues!

changed my mind, dont bother with this one cheers :)
 
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sjmQ

sjmQ
Darkoba said:
Haven't we seen this one before? It may have been off topic then. Now passes muster, but can we submit the same Drabble twice? I like the humour, but a Cobra is not a Ford Fiasco; it would have access codes and things, surely, and not keys... mine has :D Codes, that is, not keys.
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Took me a while to work out what you were on about, but then it struck me - you are talking about those old fashioned things we used to call keys - as in a bunch of keys - lmao.

What are you an ancient historian?

In the 32nd century, everyone knows that spaceship keys (or spaceship codes) are stored on a carbotanium wafer, specifically 'keyed' to the owners DNA and usually attached to a standard Jovian credit disk.

Thanks for the comedy :smilie:
 

Darkoba

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sjmQ said:
Took me a while to work out what you were on about, but then it struck me - you are talking about those old fashioned things we used to call keys - as in a bunch of keys - lmao.

What are you an ancient historian?

In the 32nd century, everyone knows that spaceship keys (or spaceship codes) are stored on a carbotanium wafer, specifically 'keyed' to the owners DNA and usually attached to a standard Jovian credit disk.

Thanks for the comedy :smilie:
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As a matter of fact I am an historian, but not so bl00dy ancient, if you don't mind!

And that's what I meant by codes, the DNA and the ice-cream wafer thingy, although if yours is attached to the Jovian credit disk, you're probably being ripped off.

Anyway, as everybody knows, unless they're ancient historians, neither the carborundum wafer, nor the credit disk, for security reasons, are reflective, which is why they didn't show up in the starlight. That's why Jack became an ex-Jack! He should have kept them in his pocket. Doh!

I still like the story, though. :D
 

Bikky

Bikky
I hope there's room for a small one. I've got two to post, so hope they'll both be submitted. One is from me, the other is from the Mrs. Sitting in the pub this evening after walking the dogs, Chelle read through the last drabble poll and thought they were quite good, and seeing the new topic came up with one.

If there isn't enough available slots, post Chelle's instead of mine :)
Mine:-

Title: You Scumbag
‘YOU... NO... GOOD... WORTHLESS...’ Frank paused for breath. ‘PIECE... OF... JUNK.’ Frank punched one more time. Standing towering over his nemesis, wheezing heavily, he says. ‘I told you to stay away from her. Cathy wants nothing to do with you anymore. Not since she was your slave. Frank sticks the boot in and is rewarded with a sickening crunch of ribs breaking, and an OOF, from the resulting breath escaping. The beaten, bloodied man defies him and Frank lands one more punch to the nose, and where most people would see Stars at this moment, Psykokow sees Moons.


Chelles

Title: The night at Sky
Following the recent death of Sir Patrick Moore, Lave Radio have been debating the future of a favourite of astronomers from all over the galaxy. Debates have been widespread, with some wishing to end the program altogether, in favour of another reality program, with one representative stating, ‘We don’t want another Stars In Their Eye’s, being broadcast. However the programs future may be rescued, as rumors abound that the secretary general of the United Federation of Planets, a keen Astronomer himself,may take the lead role. Although not the face we all love, I’m sure you’ll all welcome, Banky Moon.
 

Cathy

Cathy
A Night's Work

Chandra used a simple garotte on the waiter. He had broad shoulders. Fortunately the Moons and Stars club staff attire comprised silver satin shorts and matching bowtie. Chandra stripped the body and put the skimpy uniform on.

She heard the general's guffaw as she crossed the spangled floor with a crescent shaped tray. He was brazen in his four star uniform. Chandra slipped two tiny discs from under her tongue and dropped them discreetly into the glass. They fizzed briefly, reacting with the alcohol.

"On the house, general."

He leered, then gulped greedily.

Chandra left to collect her assassin's fee.
 

Scorpio

Scorpio
Cathy said:
Chandra used a simple garotte on the waiter. He had broad shoulders. Fortunately the Moons and Stars club staff attire comprised silver satin shorts and matching bowtie. Chandra stripped the body and put the skimpy uniform on.

She heard the general's guffaw as she crossed the spangled floor with a crescent shaped tray. He was brazen in his four star uniform. Chandra slipped two tiny discs from under her tongue and dropped them discreetly into the glass. They fizzed briefly, reacting with the alcohol.

"On the house, general."

He leered, then gulped greedily.

Chandra left to collect her assassin's fee.
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The Moon and Stars club is getting a bit rough.
 

Luniticisi

Luniticisi
I must of missed it, or it's not been said ... probably has, spending too much of my time on 'Godus' Damn that game!

When is the poll going up?
 

Slythe

Slythe
First go at writing a drabble, be gentle.

Of holes, moons and stars:

Commander Sturn directed his explorer to land on the small moon.
The scanner had detected water on the surface but all he could see was rock.
He opened the hatch as soon as they landed and stepped out.
Spying some loose soil a short distance away he strode towards it to get a sample.
As he reached it, the regolith gave away beneath his boot.
He found himself sliding helplessly down a steep hole.
In the instant before he splashed into the frigid water at the bottom, his gaze was filled by the stars reflected in the treacherous black pool.​
 

Slythe

Slythe
psykokow said:
Great Job, nice first go and welcome to the fold...

I expect you are now hooked!! :D Well after the poll goes up!
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Thanks :)

Actually my first attempt at writing one was about your good self mooning Cathy (the forum's drabble star). But I decided it was too obvious and there were too many things I needed to put in, negating any chance I had of fitting it into 100 words. :p
 
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sjmQ

sjmQ
Darkoba said:
As a matter of fact I am an historian, but not so bl00dy ancient, if you don't mind!

And that's what I meant by codes, the DNA and the ice-cream wafer thingy, although if yours is attached to the Jovian credit disk, you're probably being ripped off.

Anyway, as everybody knows, unless they're ancient historians, neither the carborundum wafer, nor the credit disk, for security reasons, are reflective, which is why they didn't show up in the starlight. That's why Jack became an ex-Jack! He should have kept them in his pocket. Doh!

I still like the story, though. :D
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Jack's aversion to bling cost him his life :smilie:
 
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