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01 - Alien - No-one Wants To Write The First Drabble This Week, So I guess I'll Have To
"Go on ... you'll be fine." Alvin wasn't sure and Mike wasn't helping.
He watched from the edge of the room as all the other pets performed Reach For The Stars.
Psykokow's cats were the stars of the group, and they were creeping Alvin out.
The only reason Alvin was here at all was because Angus was so enthusiastic about the group. The pair of them had seen it on TV and to not only find the group, but to find that they were in the fourth group, scared Alvin, but Angus was loving it.
Angus was Alvin's Glee D Friend
02 - FelixBast - Our glorious leader
Alvin Defeer’s rise to power as the leader of the Hutton Orbital Truckers is a tale shrouded in mystery and intrigue.
Mike Snoswell, Alvin’s “handler” has made several attempts to wrestle power from the charismatic dictator. Since Alvin rules with an iron paw, “Snos’s” attempts have all failed and Alvin now keeps him on a very short leash.
Many have asked why Alvin tolerates such a power hungry second in command.
Other members of Alvin’s regime when asked this question have been quoted as saying, “Snos might be greedy for power, but he does give a very good belly rub.”
03 - RoyalHankey - Bad Bad greedy party spoiler
Psykokow was invited to a Alvins birthday party.
There was entertainment, food, beer and plenty of games.
There was Alvin, Psykokow, Snoswell and Simoof there.
After the games and entertsinment everyone fell asleep.
Simoof woke up and saw his plate of food had gone.
He shouted 'Who's eaten my food'.
This woke Alvin up and saw his food disappeared too.
'Woof Woof.....Woof......Woof Woof
On hearing the commotion Snoswell said 'Who's been eating my food'
Psykokow woke up and saw his plate bare too.
'Who's been eating my food' he said.
Simoof said 'Your the only one with a fat belly'
04 - Entarius Fusion - The Longest Walk
Lead Duty was one thing Commander Freeman liked least about working for Leael Wolf and Alvin Deefer, long walks of Hutton Orbital were the last thing he wanted to do.
This was Alvin's Longest walk yet, 20 miles of corridor. Alvin sniffs up to room 2538 and sits patiently . Commander Freeman opens it and is greeted by the fowl stench of Gin, sausages and little packets of Peanuts are scattered everywhere! Cecil, Skiprat and Remklep are mostly naked passed out playing twister and 10,000 credits on the table. Freeman scoops the credits and closes the door on Alvin. Have fun!
05 - Simoof - Guardians of the Galaxy Caramel Part 2 : Anna Falactic Shocker.
"Hitznuts.. hizz?.. hmmm." Ambassador Fingerbums aide was muttering to himself.
"How are preparations coming along for our incoming visitors?" the ambassador quizzed.
"I think we're ok. Why do we need all this food?"
"Its for Myznoss Well. As long as he has food in his face he can't talk. Why our gracious Alvin has him by his side we'll never know. How about for Alvin himself?"
"I've plenty of peanuts."
"What are jibbering on about now you ?!" the ambassador grew impatient.
"I was doing research on Alvin and the AI told me he liked to lick Hitznuts and Peanuts."
06 - Listeri69 - Rhwbio Alvin i fyny y ffordd anghywir gyda pidyn caethwas a Popty ping...
'Someone open a window' Simoofs eyes were burning, streaming tears ran down his face.
'But we're in space' Psykokow pointed to a random star
'I don't care! What the hell did you give to Alvin?'
'Nothing you didn't tell me to. I gave him a bath, fed him with that high-quality slave sausage and even got him some peanuts to chew on in hyperspace'
'Then what is making that smell? It's like your laundry basket at the end of the month.....So you did everything I told you to? Did that include Kow pat the dog to keep him calm?'
07 - phong - Snuffle this
Now Alvin's new best friend looks out of the cockpit at the twinkly stars whirling by,the slowly descending whine of the frame shift drive whispering in his ears as it cycles down before dropping them into real space with a mighty boom.The angry looking fiery ball of death they are confronted with fills their view before twisting and sliding past. Alvin assures him they will arrive soon at their new found land
and he will be able to stretch his legs and find a tree.He yawns once,then settles down to endure the ride,head resting on paws.
08 - Goose4291 - Employee Management
"In the event of internal corporate theft on a large scale, it is always pertinent in the first instance to look past the obvious scapegoat left behind and instead turn your investigative eye onto the circle of those who consider themselves within your circle of 'friends' on the board. They will feel that emotions, trust and comeradship will cloud your judgement and impare you ability to see their misconduct.
Prove them wrong, and do so with a single minded, utter ruthless conviction."
- Excerpt taken from 'Long distance haulage, mugs, biscuits and mega-gin; my life in logistical management' by Alvin Deefer
09 - Galactic Midden - The Forgotten Cousin
Al-Vin glared with envy at the distant speck of light towards where his cousin was wreaking havoc. Eden in orbit was oblivious to the destruction it gave home to. Nowhere was safe, the goal all consuming.
Hour after hour barely more than a passing hello was given to Al-Vin, just a "fill 'er up please" as thousands upon thousands made the pilgrimage with offerings of every last bit of scrap in the sector. Al-Vin could only wait for the tick.
The orbital, filthy, bloated and rank, continued it's slow distant passage; it didn't care, it did it for the mug.
10 - Frank - Come Join the Fun of Fighter Club. Cleve Hub. Wednesday 7:00
"Eravate is close to where they dish out the free Sidewinders. Wednesday at 7:00 is the middle of the week.
The ladder is so that all skill levels can take part. None of the rules are set in stone. We'll just play it by ear."
https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showt...b-for-every-skill-level?p=4688218#post4688218
Alvin bared his teeth and growled at the miner. "You are misappropriating this Drabble show for your own agenda, that is highly unethical, and very selfish."
Frank looked a little guilty. He then grabbed a stick. "Here boy! Good boy! Go fetch the stick!"
Alvin's eyes brightened before he bounded after it. "Woof woof!"
11 - moose666 - Brownballed from the fighter club.
Psykokow shuffled uncomfortably. He had tried to out-eat Alvin's greedy friend last night, and the 'what goes in must come out' rule was in full force.
He was returning to Hutton in a knackered Keelback, the only toileting source was a portapotty in the fighter hangar, which Simoof dislodged in a hurried landing.
"Fighter..." he mused, before potty dancing his way to the hangar.
He looked at the canopy, it was the right width. He yanked at it, yelling "OPEN YOU B*******!".
It came off with a >thwoop<.
Kow pulled down his strides, sat down, and jettisoned his dog eggs.
12 - Erik Marcaigh - Microtactics
The Thargoid High Council was deep in debate over how to take over human space with the least amount of destruction and wasting of resources.
A knock on the door and High Lord Supreme Scientist Karr'flakhat't was admitted.
"Gentlegoids and goidettes, I present to you the pinnacle of our research and development. What we have here in this petri dish is our illustrious General Parf'lka'tuern'ecchtk, shrunken down to a flea-size of 2mm! We insert him on Alvin Deefer, the leader of the Hutton Orbital Truckers and he will bend Alvin and his subjects to the will of the Thargoid race!"
13 - Cmdr-Wotherspoon - Cecil is a Hutton Trucker
Cecil is a Hutton Trucker
Cecil is my friend.
The first time I met Cecil he was this drunk.
“Oh, Cecil, what have you been doing”?
“I’ve drunk two tonnes of Centauri Mega Gin”.
Cecil is a Hutton Trucker
Cecil is my friend.
The second time I met Cecil he was this drunk.
“Oh, Cecil, what have you been doing”?
“I’ve had rather a lot of Dirty Hobers”.
Cecil is a Hutton Trucker
Cecil is my friend.
The last time I met Cecil he was very quiet.
I said “Oh, Cecil, what happened”?
“There’s rather a mess in Cubicle Three…”.
(https://www.dropbox.com/s/bll9cjhqos7tv1a/Abraka Drabble - Cecil is a Hutton Trucker.mp3?dl=0)
14 - Edith_The_Hutt - Dinner Time
Alvin chomped dinner after the man had left. Sometimes people would come and speak to the man. The man thought the people were asking him questions, Alvin knew better: the people came to sing to Alvin. Sometimes the man sang back, it was the Hutton way.
The man had left Alvin alone, that meant Alvin's Greedy Friend would appear. Slowly a wall panel peeled back. Alvin's friend skittered close and purred soothingly, Alvin let him share the food.
Alvin's friend was getting bigger, soon he would be fully grown. Alvin liked that idea, he'd never seen an adult Thargoid before.
