Community Event / Creation Cain Had the Right Idea. Drabble Contest #168: Brothers

Pick three of these stories

  • 01 - Simoof - Brotherly Love.

    Votes: 4 23.5%
  • 02 - psykokow - Friendship is Rare

    Votes: 6 35.3%
  • 03 - Alien - The Three Worst Limericks Ever

    Votes: 3 17.6%
  • 04 - Listeri69 - Friendship is Rare part deux....

    Votes: 4 23.5%
  • 05 - Frank - The Enemy of My Enemy

    Votes: 10 58.8%
  • 06 - FelixBast - Going to ground

    Votes: 5 29.4%
  • 07 - phong - A spire too far.

    Votes: 3 17.6%
  • 08 - Edith_The_Hutt - A big family

    Votes: 7 41.2%
  • 09 - Galactic Midden - O Brother, Where Art Thou?

    Votes: 4 23.5%
  • 10 - RoyalHankey - Brotherly Love

    Votes: 2 11.8%
  • 11 - Erik Marcaigh - Mashed Potatoes

    Votes: 3 17.6%

  • Total voters
    17
  • Poll closed .
Come on in, Come sit down here with your brothers. Were are about to begin a story competition and we want you to enjoy it too.

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Welcome to the Drabble contest. Edith_The_Hutt's brilliant Drabble won last week with a massive lead. and he chose "Brothers" for our topic.

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01 - Simoof - Brotherly Love.

They all looked down at the thing.
It smelt bad. It even looked stupid.
"What is it?"
"I don't know, but it came out of that womans...."
"Yes, we all saw that! But what is it?"
The pink blob moved and made burpy noises.
One of the commanders peed on it.
"I think its a potato"'
"I think it's welsh"
"I think it's a poo"
The pink blob peed on itself.
"It's a shaved monkey"
And in a way, they a were all correct
"Well my mum says that my little brother." Commander Moof said whilst throwing up on it.




02 - psykokow - Friendship is Rare

Psykokow skipped merrily down the station corridor with a massive cut of beef swinging from his hand.
He made it to the Thargoid and Fer-de-lance bar where his friends were all sitting in a booth discussing the news and telling yo mamma jokes.
Kow sat next to Erik, who smiled and spotting the large steak asked.
“hey kow, whats the steak for?”
Kow smiled “Simoof”
“that’s the only way he can get thargoids to play with him” chuckled Listeri69
Alien snorted “Yo momma so fat, she died of diabetes”
Kow grinned “no I swapped Simoof to a slaver for this”




03 - Alien - The Three Worst Limericks Ever

There were once two brothers named Woolcott
Who liked to show all that they got
They wrote it all down
for the drabble crown
this is the punchline I forgot

There were once two brothers named Woolcott
One was a potato, the other was 'snot
Their gran she did die
They all had a cry
And this limerick doesn't rhyme

There once were two brothers named Simon
Ok one was called Grant but it doesn't ryhmin(g)
So what is the reason
For this drabbling treason
And that's when we all found ways to kill Simoof or was it Dwarfs A-Roman?




04 - Listeri69 - Friendship is Rare part deux....

Simoof sat in the slavers passenger cabin.
All in all it could be a lot worse he thought. it doesn't reek of cat pee and potatoes in here.
Simoof was still furious at being sold for a slab of steak, not particually good steak at that.
Suddenly there was a sound of wind escaping his hands involuntary started to shake,
the air was getting thinner, gasping for breath he pulled himself over to the small window
'warning oxygen at 5%'
Turning blue he caught a glimpse of the ships destination

Simon's Simply slave sausage factory..

Simoof swore as he died....




05 - Frank - The Enemy of My Enemy

We fought amongst ourselves, tooth, claw, and pulse laser.

Then the outsiders came. They were ruthless.

The whole of humanity forgot their petty differences. Those tools of destruction we had been honing on the bones of our brothers were now all put to the same use, to beat back these invaders, pirates and police focusing on the same target.

It didn't matter if your skin was darkened by brighter suns, your frame was squat from heavier worlds, or your attitude was haughty from aristocratic lineage. The aliens reminded us that we were all siblings born from the same blue world.




06 - FelixBast - Going to ground

The assault ship tore through the air and strafed the music shop.
Inside, four of us cowered behind a counter and hoped the building wouldn't collapse.
The rest of the squad and all our weapons had been lost three days ago when our ammo cache was destroyed.
We were now trying to defend ourselves with a pair of drum sticks and some guitars we had found in the ruins of the shop.
Peering out of a window I watched ground troops disembarking from a dropship.
I looked back at my Brothers in Arms and realised we were in Dire Straits.




07 - phong - A spire too far.

Gibbon scratched his head,gazing out at the eternity of sand that billowed before him.The pinnacle thrusting up through the desert shimmered in the heat,a glittering cascade of rioutus colour set against the drab dun wash of endless khaki.Just how high he found out when he reached the summit and the basket was safely secured,eager hands reaching out to guide him safely once again to land.
The seated figure rose to greet him,his cowl slipping back to reveal the grizzled features of a great ape.
'Greetings father abbot. I was expecting someone a little more.. monky.I hope you like bananas.'




08 - Edith_The_Hutt - A big family

The fabricators had been running non-stop for months, funnelling the complete resources of three systems to one goal: Build more ships. Lord Petraeus had estimated their hidden reserve now contained more combat vessels than the entire Pilots' Federation.

Until now recruiting top pilots for their secret program had seemed an impossible task. A Thought Writer stolen from Antal and some very old technology were about to provide the solution.

The Empire’s top combat pilot, Jon Turner had been his parents' only child. Looking down on the clone chambers below the Emperor smiled, he was about to get a million brothers.




09 - Galactic Midden - O Brother, Where Art Thou?

The walls rising ever skyward signalled that his bounty was close. 'Scale the heights and steal the data' was his mission, and with time counting down he continued his climb. Had there been an atmosphere he could imagine the tyres screeching for purchase on the metallic surface.

Goliaths searched for his little SRV; he could see their searchlights, he could sense the deployed skimmers and turrets responding in kind.

The summit beckoned, the sprint would begin. This was when he needed the air support, the wing had their orders. "Sorry bro, I gotta go, dinner's ready"

'INTRUDER DETECTED!'

"Noooooo!"




10 - RoyalHankey - Brotherly Love

John and Tony Fartwright was flying through Saturn's rings
They were in hunt for 2 pirates
They spotted 2 pirate Cobra's
One veered of towards Saturn.
The other one boosted through the asteroids.
John followed the one heading for Saturn
Tony was soon behind the other target
Mean while the cobra did a U-turn and fire on John.
John lost his shields and starting taking damage..
Tony fired 4 missiles and 3 hit the other cobra spinning it into a asteroid.
He saw John in trouble and fired his last two missiles.
The cobra blew up in a million pieces.




11 - Erik Marcaigh - Mashed Potatoes

They all looked down at the thing.
It smelt bad. It even looked stupid.
“Whats the steak for?”
Kow smiled “Simoof. That’s the only way he can get...”
Suddenly there was a sound of wind escaping. His hands involuntary started to shake.
We fought amongst ourselves, tooth, claw, and pulse laser.
I looked back at my Brothers in Arms and realised we were in Dire Straits.
A glittering cascade of rioutus colour set against the hidden reserve, now contained more combat vessels than the entire Pilots' Federation.
'INTRUDER DETECTED!'
John lost his shields and this is the punchline I forgot.
 
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