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Gentlemen, gentlemen (and I use the term loosely)!! I don't wish to appear prudish, but could we keep the cultural level of this thread on a slightly higher level than it apparently has slipped down to? I should very much like to keep my breakfast down.

I thank you all (said with an Arthur Askey twang in the voice)
 
There is only one Shouty man and that's me :D why lick your own when you can get someone else to do it for you...

And dog just sounds better :p

was referring to your dedogratory :D vocal input on the show which seems to have been adopted.
a good brand of mouthwash listerine personnaly I shall use the slightly stronger depleted uranium brand for my earlier bark if you suffer from tourette syndrome then apologies.
 
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Gentlemen, gentlemen (and I use the term loosely)!! I don't wish to appear prudish, but could we keep the cultural level of this thread on a slightly higher level than it apparently has slipped down to? I should very much like to keep my breakfast down.

I thank you all (said with an Arthur Askey twang in the voice)

I'm backing up Darkoba's sentiments here. I love watching Psykokow's Drabble Twitch but remember this is an entirely different part of the internet, a part that Frontier Developments wants to keep family friendly. Think dignity... Always dignity.
 
OK The topic for this week giving it a movie type plot and bringing HOR into play:

"We interrupt this broadcast..." / "The Static"
 
3301 a space oddity

this report just in, bomb no 20(static hiss) is in negotiations with the death star regarding a cease fire at the SOLARIS negotiations star.
STARSHIP TROOPERS have been deployed by both parties which is RIDDICKouluos at this stage of hostilities.
THE ARRIVAL and COMMUNION of additional forces is unacceptable the DUNE DISTRICT 9 PACIFIC RIM authority declared in there EUROPA REPORT which is a MINORITY REPORT at ths stage of the CONTACT
which stated this could lead to OBLIVION.
PAUL of the EVENT HORIZON's, said he saw FIRE IN THE SKY and PANDORUM followed.
JOHN CARTER was in OFFICIAL DENIAL.
 
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_47mmt5SZY :)
the big bang was silent with no air or ears or eyes to fall upon apart from the static hiss that still echoes today and if its quantum state was unobserved and our sun goes dwarf if we don't get of this rock then one human could argue it never happened,then again there would be nobody left to argue. :eek:
the quantum states schizophrenia and planetary song
roses are red, violets are blue, I am not here, and neither am I, but I am who I am, and if I do not shift from blue to red then I am neither coming or going! :D
 
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Not going to have much time this week, so recycling one I did for a Lave Radio Competition:

Ghost's warning

Lave Station’s comms panel lit up: **PRIORITY TRAFFIC** flashed onscreen, angry and red.

The room fell silent.

“…day, mayday, this is the …ship Daedalus, we are und …tack from vessels of unknown …in Lave Station, this is th… …dalus, …appear …alien in origin …mayd …”

“What?” exclaimed the Station Cmdr, “The Daedalus vanished mid-jump over 30 years ago…”

“..ave Station, do you copy… Thargoids are com…”

Space outside the station boiled and seethed. Strange, alien shapes began to emerge from the depths.

Like a herald of death, the wreckage of the Daedalus floated on before them.

The Thargoids were here.
 
Im not going to have much time this week so I too need to recycle one:

Title: The Manifest
Drabble : The ship sat silently in the hanger, cold light illuminating the hull. Moisture from the air first condensed, then froze as the ship’s skin greedily sucked in the heat after so long in the cold void of space. Metal cracked and popped, the ship looming large over the groundcrew as they moved in to start removing the cargo.

“This’s a strange one” muttered Dave, “I don't like it.”

“Ach, had yer wheesht boy, tis just a ship, nothin’ more!”

“Check the manifest, who’s listed as owner?”

“Says here it’s a Mr E” cackled Bert, as the cargo-bay doors slowly opened………….


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And here's my real one cos I did have enough time to write a much better one :)


THE DEAFENING SLUMBER
Stars blinked out. Dark shadows forming in their wake. The commander looked closer growing queasier by the second. He was surrounded by 100's of dormant ships, Anacondas, Orcas...


Faltering backwards he stumbled over his 4-legged companion. Dead, blood trickling from every orifice. Heartbroken he lashed out. The radio exploded. Suddenly the ship resurrected.
Movement on the scanner... He ran to hail...
"WHAT THE..."
 
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The Ghost with Good Taste

He was all alone in a distant undiscovered system. What's that noise? His Asp creaked as the sun heated another part of the ship. A shower of micrometeorites hitting the hull sounded like the scuttling of an animal.

He switched on Radio Lave for some company. Psykokow's show should be on. That's funny! The radio had lost its tuning and was playing static.

After retuning he went through to the galley for a night-time cuppa. Psykokow was reading entries from a story competition. He rushed back into the cockpit when the radio went silent. Someone had switched off the radio.
 
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I'm backing up Darkoba's sentiments here. I love watching Psykokow's Drabble Twitch but remember this is an entirely different part of the internet, a part that Frontier Developments wants to keep family friendly. Think dignity... Always dignity.

Absobloominlutely!

Thanks, Frank.
 
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Not to everyone's taste...

The experimental band's noise blasted throughout the station's P.A. system. In the bar, Frank asked Sven for a drink, unusually with two olives. Puzzled, Sven complied.

Frank shoved an olive in each ear. Smiling at the relative silence, he licked his fingers, downed his drink and signalled for another.

Meanwhile, a security squad smashed open the barricaded comms-centre doors and arrested the two kids who were broadcasting so-called music from their favourite group, "The Static"

Captain-of-Security Hennesy killed the 'music', activating the P.A. microphone.

"We gratefully interrupt this broadcast. The perps are arrested and the recordings will be spaced immediately."






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Or should that be "... the recordings are arrested and the perps will be spaced..."? ;)
 
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I apologise for my earlier outburst I did not quite get that that sort of behaviour is only fine on the show.
not sure I do now even? :eek:
being a relative new comer to the drabbles once again applogies if my words offended you
I shall not retort in such away in the future
and shall keep my foul language under wraps
 
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I apologise for my earlier outburst I did not quite get that that sort of behaviour is only fine on the show.
not sure I do now even? :eek:
being a relative new comer to the drabbles once again applogies if my words offended you
I shall not retort in such away in the future
and shall keep my barracks language under wraps
Bark little doggy, bark. Yeah. Kow trys to keep the show clean too. Its those unruly lot in team speak that bring the tone down each week.
 
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The challenge we are setting you is to write a story in exactly 100 words. Not a word more. Not a word less.

The story should be set in the Elite Universe and the exact number of 100 words does not include the title. On Sunday the winner shall have the honour of choosing the next topic. We got joint winners this week. Two great examples of the Drabble genre by Simoof and MrMogadon, and they've colluded to make the two topics related, making your job of including both topics that bit easier. The topics are "We interrupt this broadcast..." and "The Static"

A good place to compose your story is recommended by Erik, http://www.wordcounter.net/

Entries to a poll will be limited to the first 20 Drabbles submitted, and the poll might go up earlier than Thurday night if all those slots are filled but don't let that stop you from showing us what you would have entered in the contest. Friday night the live readings occur http://twitch.tv/psykokow so don't miss it, all drabbles are read out... 7pm BST

Please bear in mind that this is a family forum, read by little people with impressionable minds and old folks who are easily shocked. 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 family. It may appear a little hypocritical of me to ask you to watch your language. I myself sometimes find it difficult to know what is and isn't acceptable. The rule of thumb I use is that if I'm wincing while I'm typing it, then I don't post it.
 
The rule of thumb I use is that if I'm wincing while I'm typing it, then I don't post it.

*attempts to step into Frank's shoes*
"Hmm.. a bit small. Let me just unlace them and try to widen them. Wot's that?"
*the smell wafts up from inside the shoe*

UrrRRkkkkk... *expires*


PS- As Simoof is still in the process of falling to the planet's surface, my drabble this week will NOT be about killing Simoof. I know, I know. The two of you who vote for me regularly (I feel like T.j now) will be sad. But it's okay. It's just temporary.
 
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(Title - We interrupt this broadcast to bring you more Dross read by psykokow)


Simoof was excited he was staying in the New Mandarin Hotel in Boston Base he read through the pamphlet again.

The bus to the hotel runs along the lake shore. Soon you will feel pleasure in passing water. You will know that you are getting near the hotel, because you will go round the bend. The manager will await you in the entrance. He always tries to have intercourse with all guests. Our menus have been carefully chosen to be ordinary and unexciting. At dinner, our quartet will circulate from table to table, and fiddle with you.

Simoof was Ex-Static
 
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The Alien Chronicles: Part 3

The Military ship "The Thymus" came to a precisely controlled landing next to The Equinox. Its Captain walked out "Report Captain". Ferbus proceeded to recount the events that had led them to quarantine the mysterious object.


While the two Captains were discussing who had command of the situation, a door on the object opened, and three dwarfs walked out wearing togas. They had some green stems on them and although their language was untranslatable, it seemed they wanted to give the Captains, the green stems.


The universal translator kicked in with "A brief history of thyme" before fading into static.
 
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