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Edge of Reason

It's back again.
That sensor blip at the edge of the scanner that never resolves into anything.
I say nothing. You'll just dismiss it like you always do. You'll say it's a systems glitch, a ghost in the machine, nothing to worry about.
But I know the truth. it's them and they're watching us.
I don't know why.
There's no point arguing with you.
You won't believe me, you'll just tell me that I'm being paranoid again.
Well you would wouldn't you, I've figured it out, you're working for them.
That explains so much. I'll have to watch you closely
 
Suck On My Hairy Plums You Idiots

[This is not part of my drabble, just an important note: there are NO spelling mistakes in this. Everything is intentional.]


Suck On My Hairy Plums You Idiots


Tommy sat naked in his customised cockpit, the chair engulfed in his mass, the AC breeze from the floor occasionally tickling his balls.
He reread the message.
Anger boiled inside him. First he is outcast for a stray TJ vote and now, mockingly they vote TJ king...


Unable to leave his ship without welders he had secured a job as a trucker. He scanned through available manifests, searching for one that would take him back.
There.... the Furry Fruit Factory was shipping to Lave.


Everything would change. Tommy had a new derection. Laves fruit would arrive, almost in perfect condition.
 
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you'd have got psykokow's hopes up when he saw you'd done a poem where you were looking for words that rhymed with "dock".

:)

Ah, you must be thinking about that, sadly demised, Mr.Nimoy character. (No, not Paris! the other one!)

"Please remember that this is a family forum We want as many people as possible to feel comfortable on this thread. Don't write anything that you wouldn't want to read out in front of your grandparent/grandchild".
 
Ah, you must be thinking about that, sadly demised, Mr.Nimoy character. (No, not Paris! the other one!)

"Please remember that this is a family forum We want as many people as possible to feel comfortable on this thread. Don't write anything that you wouldn't want to read out in front of your grandparent/grandchild".
Psykokow wrote a poem about Mr Spock once... you should ask him during the live feed about it.
 

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Out of the black

The black is a jealous lover.

It lures you in, dangling the next system in front of you. So you jump into her arms once more.

Routine rules the explorers life. Jump, scan, refuel. Examine the planets and scour those pinpoints of light for one that moves. Map, scan, jump.

The black is a patient stalker.

Waiting for that one lapse of attention to pounce in and kill you.

It almost got me, overheating cracked my canopy.

I'm afraid of the black behind me and more afraid of the pirates in front.

So close to home, please let me live.
 
Too well armed?

Ping!

A new contact.

Daleesh shut down the mining laser and hugged the huge metallic rock. It had to be them again. Could he find no peace in the black, even out here beyond the Frontier?

As the asteroid swung lazily around the contact passed through the arc of the scanners. Eagle. Imperial registration. They'd found him again. This time he'd give them a real reason to hunt him. He thumbed the release and behind him the Adder's railgun locked into position.

Other miners called him paranoid for fitting it. When you’re hunted, you can never have too much firepower.
 
Too Convenient

The engineer wiped a grimy hand across his brow, accentuating his already haggard appearance.
In front of him stood a scowling pilot.
"It's been three days," the pilot reminded, "what did you find?"
"Sorry boss," the engineer sighed, "no tracking devices. The ship’s clean."
The pilot snorted, "It clearly isn't! Why, when I'm searching for bounty hunters and the first time I revert to normal space, is one of the blighters there waiting to have a ‘chat’ with me?"
The engineer shrugged.
"I'm not paying then!"
The engineer waved over a colleague and pointed to the ship, "Julius - seize her!"
 

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Looks as if we're upto 18 paranoid drabbles already, See I knew you all had it infamy.

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Get your entries in quick before they get ya!
 
The engineer wiped a grimy hand across his brow, accentuating his already haggard appearance.
In front of him stood a scowling pilot.
"It's been three days," the pilot reminded, "what did you find?"
"Sorry boss," the engineer sighed, "no tracking devices. The ship’s clean."
The pilot snorted, "It clearly isn't! Why, when I'm searching for bounty hunters and the first time I revert to normal space, is one of the blighters there waiting to have a ‘chat’ with me?"
The engineer shrugged.
"I'm not paying then!"
The engineer waved over a colleague and pointed to the ship, "Julius - seize her!"

IOU Rep for that. I fully expect that one of my votes will follow when the polls open.

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Good choice of topic T.j

We should have the full twenty in no time

01 - CdrTwisted - The Computer Is Your Friend
02 - T.j - Paranoid! Who me?
03 - DocStone - Python Salvage Report: Crew missing, ship opened to vacuum, final audio log transcript
04 - Telakin - Worst of both worlds
05 - psykokow - The Cost
06 - Alex Merion-Turner - Space Fever
07 - azdour - Deception through obscuration
08 - Galactic Midden - They're not who we think I am
09 - MrMogadon - Humanity's Last Hope
10 - Listeri69 - A Night On The Town.
11 - Frank - The Eagle Has Landed
12 - Goose4291 - Weighing the Odds
13 - Clef_Hanger - The eagle-shaped, asteroid, rock.
14 - insanephoton - Edge of Reason
15 - Simoof - Suck On My Hairy Plums You Idiots
16 - Ian Phillips - Out of the black
17 - Splendour - Too well armed?
18 - KalRyper - Too Convenient

That's only two slots left people. It's a story. It's set in the Elite universe. It's about paranoia. It's exactly 100 words long. How hard can it be? Write your entry and post it here, and we'll all talk about it behind your back.
 
Complications

Bloodless ran towards Rose as she emerged from the Orca. You couldn't quite call it running though, because in low-gravity it was more like giant leaps through the docking bays. Nearly grazing a passing Asp with the top of his head, he eventually came to a stop next to Rose.

"We gotta get inside, Rose! Hurry," exclaimed Bloodless as he grabbed her hand and dragged her back up the Orca's ramp.

"What in the world's a matter with you, Bloodless? Is someone on your tail?"

"It's the cargo I stole and can't fence. Thargoid stuff. They're after me!"

"Who?"

*BANG!*
 
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Bloodless ran towards Rose as she emerged from the Orca. You couldn't quite call it running though, because in low-gravity it was more like giant leaps through the docking bays. Nearly grazing a passing Asp with the top of his head, he eventually came to a stop next to Rose.

"We gotta get inside, Rose! Hurry," exclaimed Bloodless as he grabbed her hand and drug her back up the Orca's ramp.

"What in the world's a matter with you, Bloodless? Is someone on your tail?"

"It's the cargo I stole and can't fence. Thargoid stuff. They're after me!"

"Who?"

*BANG!*

Gosh - Dramatic Stuff
 
Bloodless ran towards Rose as she emerged from the Orca. You couldn't quite call it running though, because in low-gravity it was more like giant leaps through the docking bays. Nearly grazing a passing Asp with the top of his head, he eventually came to a stop next to Rose.

"We gotta get inside, Rose! Hurry," exclaimed Bloodless as he grabbed her hand and drug her back up the Orca's ramp.

"What in the world's a matter with you, Bloodless? Is someone on your tail?"

"It's the cargo I stole and can't fence. Thargoid stuff. They're after me!"

"Who?"

*BANG!*

Drug? Drug? Bloody colonials, it's "dragged" you heathen, dragged! :D

Cracking drabble, loving the suspenseful ending, can't wait 'til next week's episode!
 
That's nineteen of the suspicious little blighters. I'm sure they are all up to something. All you polite folks out there that were looking to hold the door open for newcomers, they had plenty of chance. Please do me a favour and fill the last slot. If someone writes another Drabble then we can get the poll set up tonight.
 
That's nineteen of the suspicious little blighters. I'm sure they are all up to something. All you polite folks out there that were looking to hold the door open for newcomers, they had plenty of chance. Please do me a favour and fill the last slot. If someone writes another Drabble then we can get the poll set up tonight.

Why are you asking for more Drabbles, Frank? Are you saying mine isn't good enough? Or are you talking in code? If I take an acrostic of this post it spells TIAPI. Who is Tiapi and why are you sending him a message?
 
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