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High praise indeed and from such a sacred source, I am totally honored :D

I look forward to the ongoing word-wars between yourself and DocStone. You are both titans of the drabble.
(I really mean that bit as a compliment, not sarcasm) :)

Simoof's more the "tight-one with a dribble" but I kindly thank you sir :D
 
Simoof's more the "tight-one with a dribble" but I kindly thank you sir :D
Well at least I did not choose a user name meaning "erect apple" By apple obviously I mean cox.

In 321 Dusty Bin clue style:

Your name is an anagram of End Coots- So lets take that for a small wander... End Coots could be rephrased Down With Coots. If that's your stance, then the opposite must be what you are for - Up with... well, the opposite of coots is not possible to type here so I will use the euphemism you did earlier... Up with cox apples. If you put something up, you can rephrase that to erect. Therefore DocStone = End Coots = Erect Apple
 
Hehe, I would also like to point out the tightness has less to do with the elasticity of his anus, and more his demeanour when it comes to getting his round in (or so Kow said :p)

"getting his round in", really? What a comedic gift!

I'm sure there's a witty reply but I'll just say it's beneath me (for the double entendre)
:)
 
Tho. Covenant

Haruch: a spit* of rock tearing towards oblivion.

The only viable planet after the mother of all solar storms catastrophically damaged a number ships.

We landed as best we could. Alliance, Federation, Empire.

Initially, we survivors didn't play nice together. Fighting on long after the ammunition ran out.

Only the most highly skilled and adaptable fighters survived.

5 months on, reality dawned. Clear. Crisp.

Surviving here, with its meagre resources was at best optional. To once more soar into the black, a distant dream.

To continue we would all have to become Haruchai.

To the challenges ahead, We would Suffice.

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* spit is not tpe word I wanted to use.
 
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Crikey, not sure if I'll get mine done in time.

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Some great drabbles here, as ever.
 
Some sunny day

"... excelling in their fields...." He'd heard this since before he could remember. Tom looked forward to leaving this provincial rock, joining the meaningful. Here, no one came close to him.. except Ella...she was always stretching, always competing. Without Ella, he wouldn't have pushed so hard, he owed her much, he owed her for the acceptance found in his apartment before the ceremony, an archaic wood pulp letter... only black ops. Ella had a more conventional subspace acceptance to "conflict negotiations". Seeing her again, meant failure, that he could fail too and there would be more than pride at stake.
 
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Ladies and Gentlemen, we now have Slot #20 open for the last Drabble entry. Mr. Thirstybadger just nailed down Slot #19.

So who wants it? The theme is "The Chosen Few".
 
The Mods? The Chosen Few? !

The mods, it seems, are the chosen few,
They keep us all from our pew pew pew.
The mods are a scurrilous bunch you see,
Making life miserable for you and me.

The mods are chosen, by God knows who
They are, you see, the chosen few.
But people should remember this,
Before starting to boo and hiss.
The mods are an exclusive club
Inviting each other, that's the rub

Why, you ask, am I not a mod?
The mods hate all free thinking peeps.
The likes of you and me
I'm so glad I'm not in the chosen few!
 

Ian Phillips

Volunteer Moderator
Perhaps this is a good point to remind everyone that the drabble should have at least a semblance of being set in the Elite Dangerous universe.
 

Sir.Tj

The Moderator who shall not be Blamed....
Volunteer Moderator
Pew pew pew IS the E : D universe... Now stop picking on me! :p

Watch it you.

Avatars can be changed you know.

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:D
 
First one from me (be gentle), brought here by Doc

First Down

HIP 116559 slipped into view through the cabin window and Beth knew the time was near. Her eyes Blinked across an unfamiliar cabin and she stopped at the body under the cover still sleeping next to her. She had no interest in a name; neither would likely see another dawn anyway. Last night had ended messy and she knew this day was heading the same way. HIP 116559, Hippy as the small crew ironically called it, had recently been assigned “Earth-like” but the latest stats reports and the weapons being loaded into the shuttle suggested it would be anything but.


edit, unless I just missed it and am number 21 :p
 
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