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How very dare you.
I will have you know I am a lady, and as such I demand the respect being a lady brings.
And I have a majestic beard, that deserves, nay, demands respect.
Forsooth, Midden, kick his buttocks.
You're quite right that a have should be in there. But I didn't have to to in addition to had had, so I didn't have to to too, I only had to to.
Let me rephrase: I might have had had had correctly if I had had had had, but I had to to.
That makes sense, right?
Choo choo choo! Chuggachaggachuggachagga...
So many things to reply to.... (or is that too? I think Bleke really screwed me up now.) 
@Alex, you haven't seen mental yet. Only the strong survive around here and continue drabbling! Check out our contest a few weeks ago, "What I found in Winnard's Hole"... https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showthread.php?t=119076
@DocStone, And such a lovely and fine lady you are. I am delighted each time you choose me to be your dancing partner for a song at the Ball. I've gotten rather adept at not tripping over your overly-fine beard too. You teach me to be light on my feet, and for that, I bow to you.
@Midden, Maybe one of our upcoming themes should be "bad poetry"? It could be a bad poem, or a bad poetry night at the local pub. Or it could be some terrible pun of such words that melts one's brain and leaves it to rot in the sun.
Also, I got to fly in Galactic Midden's wing this evening. "Light as a feather" doesn't cut it. His wing of his Cobra though.... tore my pinwheel off the side of mine. Oh well, it never spun anyway. Damn lack of atmosphere. (It wasn't too bad, given that the signal had to "cross the pond" between Scotland and Texas!)
@Alex, you haven't seen mental yet. Only the strong survive around here and continue drabbling! Check out our contest a few weeks ago, "What I found in Winnard's Hole"... https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showthread.php?t=119076
@DocStone, And such a lovely and fine lady you are. I am delighted each time you choose me to be your dancing partner for a song at the Ball. I've gotten rather adept at not tripping over your overly-fine beard too. You teach me to be light on my feet, and for that, I bow to you.
@Midden, Maybe one of our upcoming themes should be "bad poetry"? It could be a bad poem, or a bad poetry night at the local pub. Or it could be some terrible pun of such words that melts one's brain and leaves it to rot in the sun.
Also, I got to fly in Galactic Midden's wing this evening. "Light as a feather" doesn't cut it. His wing of his Cobra though.... tore my pinwheel off the side of mine.
Oh well, it never spun anyway. Damn lack of atmosphere. (It wasn't too bad, given that the signal had to "cross the pond" between Scotland and Texas!)Goose4291
Banned
Hostile Negotiations
Mercator Lucius Silvonus stood nervously by the cargo hatch of his Hauler, looking furtively at his watch every half minute or so whilst trying poorly to remain inconspicuous
He’d been drafted by the Ministerium to provide transport for four ‘independent citizens’ whom wished to visit the planet Serklich, a fairly mundane independent mining colony on his trade route. The colonies overseer, Governor Smith was refusing to yield to the Imperial Ambassador over resource rights.
The four non-descript individuals returned not one moment late. Two were dragging a child sized cargo container. One of them gestured to him. “We leave now”.
Mercator Lucius Silvonus stood nervously by the cargo hatch of his Hauler, looking furtively at his watch every half minute or so whilst trying poorly to remain inconspicuous
He’d been drafted by the Ministerium to provide transport for four ‘independent citizens’ whom wished to visit the planet Serklich, a fairly mundane independent mining colony on his trade route. The colonies overseer, Governor Smith was refusing to yield to the Imperial Ambassador over resource rights.
The four non-descript individuals returned not one moment late. Two were dragging a child sized cargo container. One of them gestured to him. “We leave now”.
Are you Vogon??
I don't think so. If he was, the poem would be more like this:
O, hirrient gob of snot
embodiment of undulating elation
wiggles inside you to rot
Commence, putrid percolation.
Really, Sir! How very dare you put a comment like that in the thread and not put one single apostrophe in it! There's also one 's' too many! You owe us 24 apostrophes, you bounder!
Ian Phillips
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I think that there are two places left, so I'll hurry up and think of something to write
Ian Phillips
Volunteer Moderator
Know your enemy
He shifted in his seat, a sigh unconsiously escaping as he moved. From his new position he studied the subject further. As with every other time, a new viewpoint revealed new perspectives for him to consider. This was proving to be a task of epic proportions.
He made some notes in his holographic e-pad and shifted his chair to sit in front of the next object in line for his scrutiny. Research was of the utmost importance to a bounty hunter. This mutilple target contract needed careful preparation.
He continued his study of the rogues gallery of Lave radio mug-shots.
He shifted in his seat, a sigh unconsiously escaping as he moved. From his new position he studied the subject further. As with every other time, a new viewpoint revealed new perspectives for him to consider. This was proving to be a task of epic proportions.
He made some notes in his holographic e-pad and shifted his chair to sit in front of the next object in line for his scrutiny. Research was of the utmost importance to a bounty hunter. This mutilple target contract needed careful preparation.
He continued his study of the rogues gallery of Lave radio mug-shots.
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Took you long enough to find out. Welcome to the insanity, Alex.
A Problem with Drink?
Travelling to Sol from Merlin, the pirate called in at Barnard's. In the Thargoid-and-Fer-de-Lance he requested a pint of 'Riedquatian-True-Brew'. Downing the drink in one, he grimaced, spat out "RUBBISH!" and left without paying.
Sven was livid.
Returning from Sol, the rogue called in at the 'Thargoid' again and sat at the bar.
Sven approached.
"You! Out! But first, pay for that True-Brew!"
"What are you talking about?"
"The ale you didn't pay for last week!"
"What d'you mean. I've never, ever, been here before."
"Really?" Sven said, non-plussed. "Then you must have a double."
"Alright, make it a Janx."
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I know, it's an old one. Just thought I'd bring it into the 34th century.
Travelling to Sol from Merlin, the pirate called in at Barnard's. In the Thargoid-and-Fer-de-Lance he requested a pint of 'Riedquatian-True-Brew'. Downing the drink in one, he grimaced, spat out "RUBBISH!" and left without paying.
Sven was livid.
Returning from Sol, the rogue called in at the 'Thargoid' again and sat at the bar.
Sven approached.
"You! Out! But first, pay for that True-Brew!"
"What are you talking about?"
"The ale you didn't pay for last week!"
"What d'you mean. I've never, ever, been here before."
"Really?" Sven said, non-plussed. "Then you must have a double."
"Alright, make it a Janx."
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I know, it's an old one. Just thought I'd bring it into the 34th century.
What a great way to conclude out entries for this week's competition; with a drink
01 - Listeri69 - A New Beginning.
02 - Splendour - Valour's Station
03 - DocStone - Three years a Rogue
04 - KalRyper - Let sleeping rogues lie
05 - azdour - A Rogue Story
06 - Erik Marcaigh - Sticky Situation
07 - Darren Grey - The Adventuring Party
08 - CdrTwisted - Bienvenue a Gram
09 - Frank - The Little Missile That Could
10 - Simoof - The Rogue Vote
11 - insanephoton - Rogues Gallery
12 - MrMogadon - Toby the Trapper
13 - T.j - Rupert the Rogue's righteous response
14 - Galactic Midden - Concord with the Shadows
15 - Bleke - Reluctant Rogue
16 - Telakin - All in good taste
17 - Alex Merion-Turner - Welcome Home
18 - Goose4291 - Hostile Negotiations
19 - Ian Phillips - Know your enemy
20 - Darkoba - A Problem with Drink?
Tell me if you notice anything odd with the above line-up of rogues, and if nobody else wants to step forwards at the last minute, I'll put the poll up tonight.
If there's anyone arriving late to the party and they have a Drabble that just just missed the deadline, then please... There's plenty space on this thread for us to see it.
01 - Listeri69 - A New Beginning.
02 - Splendour - Valour's Station
03 - DocStone - Three years a Rogue
04 - KalRyper - Let sleeping rogues lie
05 - azdour - A Rogue Story
06 - Erik Marcaigh - Sticky Situation
07 - Darren Grey - The Adventuring Party
08 - CdrTwisted - Bienvenue a Gram
09 - Frank - The Little Missile That Could
10 - Simoof - The Rogue Vote
11 - insanephoton - Rogues Gallery
12 - MrMogadon - Toby the Trapper
13 - T.j - Rupert the Rogue's righteous response
14 - Galactic Midden - Concord with the Shadows
15 - Bleke - Reluctant Rogue
16 - Telakin - All in good taste
17 - Alex Merion-Turner - Welcome Home
18 - Goose4291 - Hostile Negotiations
19 - Ian Phillips - Know your enemy
20 - Darkoba - A Problem with Drink?
Tell me if you notice anything odd with the above line-up of rogues, and if nobody else wants to step forwards at the last minute, I'll put the poll up tonight.
If there's anyone arriving late to the party and they have a Drabble that just just missed the deadline, then please... There's plenty space on this thread for us to see it.
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Hmmph. Nobody did the parcel of rogues trying to be delivered through the Lave Station letterbox.
And with so many Scots on this board as well. Pish.
And with so many Scots on this board as well. Pish.
The Drabble writing process.
Pretty much the place to be once you've slipped out of the comfy jacket with the straps.
For our newer Drabblers I present.
I shall do this in the style of the Simpsons.
The Drabble writing process.
The previous weeks drabble contest winner is announced to much joy and celebration.
The victorious winner decides smugly on which topic shall be the new subject shall be fought on.
The new topic is announced to the general populous/minions/slaves *delete where appropriate.
The thought process of creating a 100 word masterpiece begins.
After much cogitation, deliberation and finally a spark of inspiration strikes.
The arduous time consuming period of frenetic writing begins.
Help and inspiration is often sought.
Cheating by trying to squeeze a extra word in or subtle use of a hyphen is very much frowned upon (Unless you get away with it).
Dread realisation strikes the unwary drabbler that the last available slots are filling up fast.
The poor fatigued and drained drabbler after much tweaking and abuse of the English language has finally finished their work of artistic prose, with baited breath they hit the submit button with trembling hand and posts the hard bloodstained work of a madman onto the poor unsuspecting forum.
The now endorphins fuelled happy drabbler's relief is palpable as he or she sits back with a warm glow of satisfaction and sweat stains reviews the other drabbles.
A cold shiver creeps down their spine as the terrible realisation sinks into their very being...Darren Grey has entered a drabble
The predictable and almost weekly reaction after reading Darren Grey's drabble and realising how flipperty hecking good it is yet again (I mean really good the swine).
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Shaken to the core the poor drabbler tunes into Psykokow twitch stream in a vain attempt to calm their nerves only to be confronted by the sight of the aforementioned Psykokow has chosen this week toshowcasing his new costume.
Finally the poll is about to close, the pain filled final minutes tick by to their conclusion to the end of the poll. the Drabble stares at their votes and are monitored closely. tension and nerves run high.
Quite often a sleepless night is had in the anticipation of winning the poll.
As the poll deadline approaches the nerves can get the better of some.
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That's It the poll has finished a now exhausted drabbler slumps back in their sodden seat and sighs in relief and reaches for something highly alcoholic to celebrate a well fought competition.
The Drabbler' notices Darren's votes for this week...(Really is their even a number that high?)
T.j rolls up and see's his mandatory 2 votes and displays his bitter and twisted resentment.
The result is announced and the winner is warmly congratulated with virtual slapps on the back and a veiled thread to unplug their router and insert it somewhere very personal
The poll is closed the winner (Probablt Darren) glows with pride and the Drabbler's depart to await the new topic
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And the whole happy process starts all over again.
Pretty much the place to be once you've slipped out of the comfy jacket with the straps.
For our newer Drabblers I present.
I shall do this in the style of the Simpsons.
The Drabble writing process.
The previous weeks drabble contest winner is announced to much joy and celebration.
The victorious winner decides smugly on which topic shall be the new subject shall be fought on.
The new topic is announced to the general populous/minions/slaves *delete where appropriate.
The thought process of creating a 100 word masterpiece begins.
After much cogitation, deliberation and finally a spark of inspiration strikes.
The arduous time consuming period of frenetic writing begins.
Help and inspiration is often sought.
Cheating by trying to squeeze a extra word in or subtle use of a hyphen is very much frowned upon (Unless you get away with it
).Dread realisation strikes the unwary drabbler that the last available slots are filling up fast.
The poor fatigued and drained drabbler after much tweaking and abuse of the English language has finally finished their work of artistic prose, with baited breath they hit the submit button with trembling hand and posts the hard bloodstained work of a madman onto the poor unsuspecting forum.
The now endorphins fuelled happy drabbler's relief is palpable as he or she sits back with a warm glow of satisfaction and sweat stains reviews the other drabbles.
A cold shiver creeps down their spine as the terrible realisation sinks into their very being...Darren Grey has entered a drabble
The predictable and almost weekly reaction after reading Darren Grey's drabble and realising how flipperty hecking good it is yet again (I mean really good the swine).
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Shaken to the core the poor drabbler tunes into Psykokow twitch stream in a vain attempt to calm their nerves only to be confronted by the sight of the aforementioned Psykokow has chosen this week toshowcasing his new costume.
Finally the poll is about to close, the pain filled final minutes tick by to their conclusion to the end of the poll. the Drabble stares at their votes and are monitored closely. tension and nerves run high.
Quite often a sleepless night is had in the anticipation of winning the poll.
As the poll deadline approaches the nerves can get the better of some.
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That's It the poll has finished a now exhausted drabbler slumps back in their sodden seat and sighs in relief and reaches for something highly alcoholic to celebrate a well fought competition.
The Drabbler' notices Darren's votes for this week...(Really is their even a number that high?)
T.j rolls up and see's his mandatory 2 votes and displays his bitter and twisted resentment.
The result is announced and the winner is warmly congratulated with virtual slapps on the back and a veiled thread to unplug their router and insert it somewhere very personal
The poll is closed the winner (Probablt Darren) glows with pride and the Drabbler's depart to await the new topic
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And the whole happy process starts all over again.
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