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Ian Phillips

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Change of scenery

Long months of solitude and darkness, relieved only by the unsoftened glare of stars shining onto the canopy.

Then the eventual return to a space station for repairs and re-stocking. Selling the nav data via computer interfaces is as much interaction with real people as I can handle, not seeing anyone for months on end does that to you. Three becomes a crowd that is just too much to handle.

So, this is my holiday, a break from the explorers grind.
But I don't mix.

I can't.

Instead I just watch the camera feeds of people on sandy beaches.

Lonely.
 

Philip Coutts

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My Selfish Father

Becasue the first one wasn't rotten enough I've written another one! Enjoy or not as the case may be.....


My Dad used to go on holiday a lot. He’d leave us for months at a time and when he came back he never brought any presents. I used to complain “Why did he get long holidays and leave us behind, what kind of Father does that!?”

One day a man in a uniform came. He said a lot of stuff I didn’t understand about Thargoids and wars. He was a nice man because he brought a present, a beautiful bejewelled box containing something called remains, unfortunately they are just dust.

My Father never came home from his last holiday.
 
..simply the continuation of political intercourse..

With a bright flash the Orca’s shields failed. Ruby light suffused the lounge as beam lasers flashed across the observation window, crazing the surface and causing the Senator’s husband to squeal and dive behind a chaise lounge.

“Pull yourself together Cyril!” she snapped in his direction before turning back to the view plate. “Very well then, you win. I hope you have enjoyed ruining our holiday. Call off your dogs and we will accede to your demands.”


That night as the cruise liner lazily orbited the spectacular dual gas giants, Federal Fleet Admiral Bell (Ret.) dined at the captain’s table.
 
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Wot me and my daddy did on holiday

‘On my holidayz, I went in a big ship with my daddy.

We did go into space and see starz.

We did go to another world through a spekkle tunnel where witchiz live.

And we did go into a space car park to sell tobacco, daddy said it was a poorly eagle, poor thing, it’s not nice being ill.’ At this a man at the back of the hall coughed and shuffled slightly.

‘Then I went to a play park with other children, while my daddy and missus holly went to a hotel, oh mummy cover your ears for that.’
 

Sir.Tj

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The campest story of all

My tent is stuffy and cramped. I light the lamp waiting for darkness to fall.

18 years I've camped here, but this year is different. It's finally happening!

My knees knock, teeth clattering, nerves tingling with excitement.

My highpitched giggle is far too loud.

Suddenly brightness engulfs me as the tentflap flies open. A voice booms angrily, "I don't care if you are a Moderator, you can't hide in the FD broom cupboard for a fortnight sneaking out at night to play the full game. ****** off or I'll set Chewbrookie on you."

"Yes Mr Braben" I meekly reply.

Damn...
 
Time for a little holiday.

'It was the final trip that did it, just one spell too long out there on his own.'

'CLUCKCLUCKCLUCK!'

'Yeah it happens, a real shame though.'

Behind the padded door, Frankel was squawking and clucking apparently totally convinced that he was currently a Lavian battle rooster.

'RAAARRRRRK!'

'Nastiest case of Wilbron's Psychosis I've seen in a long time...'

'One of my best pilots too!'

'Don't worry, a little enforced 'holiday' here, and he'll be as right as rain.'

'rrrrrrrrWOOF!'

'Ah, he's entering his Labradoodle phase...'

'OK, I'm off. I'll be back in a few weeks. Just do what you can.'
 
An Expensive Holiday

I was young. Naive. The dream was to backpack across the galaxy, seeing all those weird and wonderful places the pilots in the station bar had boasted about. I had saved, sold all my possessions, but it was still a pittance. After checking the bulletin board for months I finally saw a captain willing to give me passage. He said I’d technically be cargo... a popsicle in a stasis pod but I didn’t care, it would get me out into the stars.

That was seven years ago. The Mistress says I’m hers now, and I haven’t had a holiday since.
 
That went fast

On my three month holiday I decided to go sightseeing. My first stop was the Tianve Pulsar, and I was planning to go sun skimming Betelgeuse next.

The thing is, I wanted a real close look of the pulsar. I had special radiation shielding installed for that, and the fact I’m here telling you this story means it worked.

But, I got just a tad too close. You see, according to my ship’s chronometer I spent only three minutes in close proximity. And then I get your comms: “Report immediately! Why are you two weeks late?”

That holiday went fast!
 

Sir.Tj

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As I won the last one and set teh drabble topic I'll happily set teh poll up. :D

Cor! I am lovely after all. :D

What time will last orders be?
 

Ian Phillips

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Sometime tonight, jsut say when you think to post the poll.
Anyone who is later than that can write out 100 times
'I must pay better attention to the drabbles thread'.
 

Sir.Tj

The Moderator who shall not be Blamed....
Volunteer Moderator
No problem, it's all ready to go bar some late naughty drabblers.

I'll move it over from the super secret hiding place (shushhhh don't tell anyone this is here) of the moderators in our private castle with pointy bits of solace, screaming heebie jeebies and spiced rum emporium.

Why is Geraldine giving me a raised eyebrow? and why is Michael giving me "The STARE"??? :eek:
 
Why is Geraldine giving me a raised eyebrow? and why is Michael giving me "The STARE"??? :eek:

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Zieman's story could explain a lot. It must be why my holiday sped past so quickly. I must've been subjected to a high gravitational field. I blame all the good bars and restaurants.
 
Zieman's story could explain a lot. It must be why my holiday sped past so quickly. I must've been subjected to a high gravitational field. I blame all the good bars and restaurants.
Bars' & restaurants' gravitational field, or your own, after visiting said institutions? :D
 
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