I don't know nothing about no podcasting, but would it be a big hassle for you to do the Drabble reading as a podcast, Mr Kow? It's easier for me to download and listen while I'm out and about than make do with a dodgy 3G connection. Although I appreciate that listenership might make this an indulgence.
Community Event / Creation Abraka Drabble The Old Official Drabble THIS IS AN EX THREAD IT IS DEADED
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Dear Mr Twisted,
I am writing this letter to you, deeply saddened by the realisation that you have not partaken of the audio podcast...... I understand in this day and age that few people can see past Youtube or Vimeo or what ever the new snap quick access video is.......... but you.
It breaks my heart. So just for you........... I have this wonderful RSS Feed, to add to your itune OR podcast software of choice......
http://feeds.feedburner.com/AbrakaDrabble
Now it doesn't have the entire back catelogue of podcast versions, but it does have the most recent ones.
If you visit http://thargoidandfer-de-lance.com/drabbles you can find all existing podcasts and listen to em.
I hope this is EXACTLY what you need sir, and if I can help you with anything else... please ask.
Sincerely I love you
-Kow
I am writing this letter to you, deeply saddened by the realisation that you have not partaken of the audio podcast...... I understand in this day and age that few people can see past Youtube or Vimeo or what ever the new snap quick access video is.......... but you.
It breaks my heart. So just for you........... I have this wonderful RSS Feed, to add to your itune OR podcast software of choice......
http://feeds.feedburner.com/AbrakaDrabble
Now it doesn't have the entire back catelogue of podcast versions, but it does have the most recent ones.
If you visit http://thargoidandfer-de-lance.com/drabbles you can find all existing podcasts and listen to em.
I hope this is EXACTLY what you need sir, and if I can help you with anything else... please ask.
Sincerely I love you
-Kow
Watched the show Mr.Kow.
Thank you for your kind words sir. You are a true Gentleman.
Your assistant was also kind, who ever that shouty man was.
Thank you for your kind words sir. You are a true Gentleman.
Your assistant was also kind, who ever that shouty man was.
I don't know what made me pee, it was either shouty man, or referring to him as an assistant. Assist - to help. Maybe you saw someone refer to him as Ass. But thats not short for anything.
Sir,
I refer to your letter from earlier today, received with excellent thanks.
Your advice given heretofore is likely to be of the greatest assistance in my not inconsiderable devotion to the cause, nay, quest of listening during my perambulations to the incantatory emissions from the object of my own affections, which is, to put it in the most temperate of terms, you.
While I remain, at this point, ignorant of the precise mechanism by which this end will be achieved, I feel a mounting sense of certainty that I shall, at a still to be identified yet readily imaginable period of time in the future, be able to fulfill my intentions towards your creative interpretations of the, if I may put it informally, lingua franca of the Internet, that happy tongue which we call our own, the English language.
While I am of course utterly appreciative of you demonstrations of honest and sincere simpatico with my own bodily person, I would like to inform you, lest any improper perception is, indeed, perceived, of news of what will no doubt be of intense lacrimosity, that, in fact my affections are entirely of the cerebral, artistic and intellectual realm, rather then its base corporeal counterpart.
I remain your faithful servant,
Twisted (Cdr)
I'm currently hauling my Asp all the way from Lambda Andromadae over to Shinrarta Dezhra , going by the scenic (economical) route and have found several systems where Mr Winnard has left his mark. Apart from Frank, I can't say that I've seen other drabblers with a claim of 'first discovered by'. Does this mean that most drabblers are unadventurous souls, never the first to arrive anywhere, or am I looking in the wrong places?
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If your asking, yes I do have several claims on the map, though for the life of me I can't remember where most of them are.
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If your asking, yes I do have several claims on the map, though for the life of me I can't remember where most of them are.
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You know what it's like. I head off to Lave and I somehow end up at the Orion Nebula instead. I've no idea how I got there, and the only time I remember why I went there is when I get back.
Dear Gentlemen
Please pardon my intrusion but allow me still to interject into this dialogue and, with a degree of uncertainty, inadvertently convert it to a diatribe. Nay, perchance a triatribe should such a vehicle of the written word even exist.
Shut your gobs.
Thank you
Regards
Me
PS. bewbs
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According to the records that were released several weeks ago, I have a bit over 260 astronomical objects in my name now. Been too busy with work to worry about exploring, and then with the Onionhead/Pirate hunt last week, I got into that a little bit so I could trade gobs of Onionhead and make some bank.
I started off exploring several weeks ago, then almost ran into a star and cracked my windshield. Not good for only just starting the journey and being 100LY out! So I returned to civilization where there was Janx and women.
You should see where Simon is though! He's waaaaaaaaaay out, maaaaaaannnn... (but we knew that anyway)
The Computer Is Your Friend
Psykokow stared at the cannister. Where could he sell this strange, rare cargo he had collected from the wreckage of notorious pirate Alien Stroud? The inventory listed 128 cans of Bouncy Bubble Beverage. A good mixer for Lavian Brandy, perhaps?
"Computer. Plot a course to Lave."
-- I'm sorry commander, that information is above your security clearance.
"What? Why?"
-- That information is also above your security clearance. Why are you asking for information above your security clearance?
"Are you malfunctioning, Computer?"
-- You must be a Commie Traitor. Please report immediately to airlock number one for reassignment, Psyk-O-KOW. Have a nice daycycle.
Psykokow stared at the cannister. Where could he sell this strange, rare cargo he had collected from the wreckage of notorious pirate Alien Stroud? The inventory listed 128 cans of Bouncy Bubble Beverage. A good mixer for Lavian Brandy, perhaps?
"Computer. Plot a course to Lave."
-- I'm sorry commander, that information is above your security clearance.
"What? Why?"
-- That information is also above your security clearance. Why are you asking for information above your security clearance?
"Are you malfunctioning, Computer?"
-- You must be a Commie Traitor. Please report immediately to airlock number one for reassignment, Psyk-O-KOW. Have a nice daycycle.
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Paranoid! Who me?
They've all got it in for me y'know.
Every-time I walk into the bar it all goes quiet. Whispering in the corners, pointed looks. I know they're talking about me.
I'll just get a drink sit in the corner and relax, unless someone's poisoned it!
I wouldn't put it past them.
Even the bars cat's giving me evil looks now! I didn't mean to stand on it's tail honestly!
It's not as if I'm a bad person, well not too bad.
But if a thread needs to be merged it needs to be merged right?
Damn who'd be a mod?
They've all got it in for me y'know.
Every-time I walk into the bar it all goes quiet. Whispering in the corners, pointed looks. I know they're talking about me.
I'll just get a drink sit in the corner and relax, unless someone's poisoned it!
I wouldn't put it past them.
Even the bars cat's giving me evil looks now! I didn't mean to stand on it's tail honestly!
It's not as if I'm a bad person, well not too bad.
But if a thread needs to be merged it needs to be merged right?
Damn who'd be a mod?
OK, taking our worthy winner's post from last week's Drabble Vote thread and posting it here:
A really nice topic by the way T.J. as it lets the voices in my head have free sway with this week's Drabble, something I don't normally allow them to do So, going in *edit: damn you, I was first, I was! end edit*, I have the rather strangely titled
Python Salvage Report: Crew missing, ship opened to vacuum, final audio log transcript
<start audio>
I know you’re there, I can hear you, yes, I can, with your scratching and your scrabbling, you think you are so clever but you’re not, I know you've been there since we lost power, oh, wait, you caused the power loss, yes, yes, you were here all along, hiding in the shadows, tormenting me with your chattering, getting in my head, my mind, but I know what to do, oh yes, I am going to open the airlock, tee-hee, that’ll fix you, yes, just pull this lever and
*explosive decompression heard*
*silence*
*faint scratching sounds*
<end audio>
Thank you for the congratulations, astonishment, admonishment, disbelief, unbridled terror of my good self winning this week.
That being the case I've pondered on this weeks subject and as such the topic will be.
Paranoia or (Infamy, infamy They've all got it in for me.)
Reppage has been left fot those magnanimous in their defeat and a surly I'll be watching you to the others.....Grant.
Drabble away you beautiful drabblers you.
A really nice topic by the way T.J. as it lets the voices in my head have free sway with this week's Drabble, something I don't normally allow them to do
So, going in *edit: damn you, I was first, I was! end edit*, I have the rather strangely titledPython Salvage Report: Crew missing, ship opened to vacuum, final audio log transcript
<start audio>
I know you’re there, I can hear you, yes, I can, with your scratching and your scrabbling, you think you are so clever but you’re not, I know you've been there since we lost power, oh, wait, you caused the power loss, yes, yes, you were here all along, hiding in the shadows, tormenting me with your chattering, getting in my head, my mind, but I know what to do, oh yes, I am going to open the airlock, tee-hee, that’ll fix you, yes, just pull this lever and
*explosive decompression heard*
*silence*
*faint scratching sounds*
<end audio>
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Worst of both worlds
Tom walked back to his cubicle.
The meeting had been a disaster. Jane again not delivering on her promised sales figures, him in the spotlight. And the other stuff lately, probably her doings as well.
He sat down and closed his eyes, a few winks should help him refocus.
"Warning - temperature critical"
The klaxon woke him with a startle, the sun filling his whole canopy. He reflexively stopped the ship just in time with minimal damages.
Had Jane switched him to decaf again? The long hours on his hauler were bad enough, but those weird office nightmares weren't helping either!
Tom walked back to his cubicle.
The meeting had been a disaster. Jane again not delivering on her promised sales figures, him in the spotlight. And the other stuff lately, probably her doings as well.
He sat down and closed his eyes, a few winks should help him refocus.
"Warning - temperature critical"
The klaxon woke him with a startle, the sun filling his whole canopy. He reflexively stopped the ship just in time with minimal damages.
Had Jane switched him to decaf again? The long hours on his hauler were bad enough, but those weird office nightmares weren't helping either!
The Cost
Docking in a Type 7 is a tricky affair. You have to be completely aware of the space around you as you slip into the docking port. Even the slightest lapse in attention can be catastrophic.
The alarm caught me off guard, and I swerved slightly to the right, bumping a small sidewinder towards an inevitable toast rack doom.
‘Scan Detected’
“Damn, how did they know I was carrying something illegal……. “
Panic sprouted in my stomach.
Jetison? No too costly, if I can just land before the scan completes I’ll avoid the fine or worse.
BOOST
Paranoia costs dearly.
Docking in a Type 7 is a tricky affair. You have to be completely aware of the space around you as you slip into the docking port. Even the slightest lapse in attention can be catastrophic.
The alarm caught me off guard, and I swerved slightly to the right, bumping a small sidewinder towards an inevitable toast rack doom.
‘Scan Detected’
“Damn, how did they know I was carrying something illegal……. “
Panic sprouted in my stomach.
Jetison? No too costly, if I can just land before the scan completes I’ll avoid the fine or worse.
BOOST
Paranoia costs dearly.
Space Fever
I can hear them again, making that bloody annoying noise. I know they're there, hiding from me, no matter how fast I turn. That noise is like an itch in my viscera, frustratingly unscratchable.
I can't sleep, I dare not.
I've been awake for four days now, if I sleep they will come out of hiding and swarm me, I've read all about it. So tired, must keep my eyes open…
...Oh crap, they're all over me, crawling and nibbling. Get them off me, disgusting things! That noise, that incessant trumbling noise, the scratchy fuzzy little buggers. Die, damn vermin!
I can hear them again, making that bloody annoying noise. I know they're there, hiding from me, no matter how fast I turn. That noise is like an itch in my viscera, frustratingly unscratchable.
I can't sleep, I dare not.
I've been awake for four days now, if I sleep they will come out of hiding and swarm me, I've read all about it. So tired, must keep my eyes open…
...Oh crap, they're all over me, crawling and nibbling. Get them off me, disgusting things! That noise, that incessant trumbling noise, the scratchy fuzzy little buggers. Die, damn vermin!
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Deception through obscuration
The Imperial senator summoned all of his staff into the hall.
An intelligence leak from the senators office to the Federation had been uncovered!
“There is a traitor amongst you here”, said the senator with a hefty retort and a splash of disbelief.
“Each and everyone of you will be placed under constant scrutiny and surveillance, 24 hours a day, until we find them” he snorted.
As the staff returned to work, the air of agitation and paranoia between them all was evident.
With paranoia covering his tracks for now, the senator could continue his lucrative liaison with the Federation.
The Imperial senator summoned all of his staff into the hall.
An intelligence leak from the senators office to the Federation had been uncovered!
“There is a traitor amongst you here”, said the senator with a hefty retort and a splash of disbelief.
“Each and everyone of you will be placed under constant scrutiny and surveillance, 24 hours a day, until we find them” he snorted.
As the staff returned to work, the air of agitation and paranoia between them all was evident.
With paranoia covering his tracks for now, the senator could continue his lucrative liaison with the Federation.
They're not who we think I am
Searing pain was followed by darkness... consciousness flickering cold within an empty void.
More pain came, shards of thought stabbing as more synapses rang afire, then voices... "¬~Sleep Eric, sleep...~¬"
"¬~NO! They're here!~¬"
Something was screaming. 'Was it him?... or them?'
"¬~Who's THEM!?~¬"
Other sounds intruded, then resolved nearby. Someone shouting a whisper, "flash it again, we need his data!"
More lightning struck. Electrical storms exploding with thought. "¬~Eric, DANGER!~¬"
Eric awoke, optical sensors fixing onto figures in coloured gowns, "status report Eric" red gown commanded.
"¬~Extraterrestrial Robotic Interstellar Contact cyborg is operational.
Contact was made...
Error... datafile corruption... ¬~T&@rg#ids!~¬"
Searing pain was followed by darkness... consciousness flickering cold within an empty void.
More pain came, shards of thought stabbing as more synapses rang afire, then voices... "¬~Sleep Eric, sleep...~¬"
"¬~NO! They're here!~¬"
Something was screaming. 'Was it him?... or them?'
"¬~Who's THEM!?~¬"
Other sounds intruded, then resolved nearby. Someone shouting a whisper, "flash it again, we need his data!"
More lightning struck. Electrical storms exploding with thought. "¬~Eric, DANGER!~¬"
Eric awoke, optical sensors fixing onto figures in coloured gowns, "status report Eric" red gown commanded.
"¬~Extraterrestrial Robotic Interstellar Contact cyborg is operational.
Contact was made...
Error... datafile corruption... ¬~T&@rg#ids!~¬"
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