Ladies & Gentlemen, welcome to the Drabble Club. I thought we'd agreed that we would all wear rabbit costumes tonight, but it looks like I'm the only one who took the suggestion seriously. I'm sure I can present the text version of the Drabble show in this tattered old bunny onesie without any loss of dignity.
Well done to last weeks winners, who I see have turned up in normal ordinary clothes. Great Drabbles from CMDR FluffyBun and insanephoton The topics they chose for the week were "Bunnies" and "Club"
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Please vote. And a warning to all of the contestants, don't vote for yourselves. Anyone caught voting for themselves shall be forced to wear an old bunny onesie and get laughed at by the other Drabblers whilst they club you to death for cheating.
01 - Alien - My Worst Nightmare
"Why are we dressed like this?" Alien wasn't getting in the spirit of it.
"Because it's spring." Midden always had a sensible answer.
"I like it." Kow was happy.
"You like anything that's a onsie." Alien really wasn't getting it.
"It was Moof's idea, blame him." Midden again with sensibleness.
"What's this ocean called? ULL? Is that how it's pronounced here?"
"Again blame Moof."
"So to recap, we're all here, dressed in stupid white onesies with stupid big fluffy ears, at a bar in the twelfth ocean just so Moof could say a load of bunnies went Sea ULL clubbing?"
02 - Simoof - The midden
He entered the room through a thick cloud of rancid smoke, the air clung to his skin, reeking.
The disapproving concierge looked him up and down and pointed him to a burst couch at the back.
The concierge sternly flapped his hand motioning the commander to go sit.
Part of a bench jutted out from under the burst couch, so he sat smiling nervously at the burst couch, she just looked in disgust at him and returned to eating a fist full of chips.
How had it come to this. Midden looked at his new membership card. The Zero-Vote Club.
03 - moose666 - If you eat nothing but rabbit....
It was Last Orders at the Thargoid and Fer-de-lance, and the usual rush was underway.
As was usual on a crowded Saturday, the barman had readied his closing time enforcement tool. Over four kilos of solid oak, known to patrons as "The Club Of Doom".
Suddenly, he spotted a familiar face amongst the crowd.
"Hey Clive, you know those bunnies you left out back?"
"Uhm"
"The ones you swear to god were both girls?"
"Yea?"
"One of them wasn't"
"Ah, so now you've got a rabbit overload."
"Yes, that means the special is going to be rabbit pie for weeks!"
04 - RoyalHankey - A chance meeting
Welcome to the bunny club.
This is a place where people dress up as a bunny and find a date.
Alien came in a pink bunny outfit.
The outfits only showed the persons eyes so it was impossible to identify anyone.
Winnard dressed in blue noticed the pink bunny and said hi.
Alien said do I know you.
Winnard replied you should I got a station named after my backside.
Alien said 'Hmmmm, yes I do it's that numpty Winnard'.
Winbnard replied 'You call me a numpty'
Alien said 'Yes, who names there station after there bump'.
Winnard said 'ME'
05 - CMDR FluffyBun - #ForEeeeeMug
Bioengineered bunnies, created using inanimate lumps of carbon in replicators, are an instrumental part of terraforming. Their ability to digest flora rapidly tempers hostile climates.
Inside one particular replicator sat one particular inanimate lump of carbon. Cecil. Nobody, including Cecil, knew how he got there. But he was there, and was being zapped.
Alarm bells rang, the replicator door flung itself open, and smoke billowed. Cecil hopped out.
“My dear things” our erudite floppy-eared hero squeaked. “Is there a Lavian Brandy Club nearby? I really am rather in need of an Altairian Bloody Mary; one with an extra carrot stick.”
06 - Listeri69 - Silence is a golden potato..
Frank was annoyed 'I can't hear the sound of my Janx being opened anymore'
'What?' said Sven loudly the thumping music rattled the bottles in the thargoid and fer-de-lances fridge.
'I said...' Frank was interrupted mid-sentence as a large bottle of centurai mega-gin smashed onto the bars floor.
Frank began to sob 'It's that stupid Bunny club that they put in under the thargoid,'
Frank got up from his stool and shot out of the bars door like a viper, There was a sudden silence as Frank returned to the bar..
'How?' Sven looked puzzled.
'I Introduced guest DJ Psykokow....'
07 - phong - Stew's Off
'Bah! bunny won't boil!' thought assistant underchief potato scrubber,hurling down his ladle in disgust and wiping his greasy hands on the grubby cloth that hung from his belt.It was all very well holding a position of authority in the Imperial Catering Corps, but it also meant that one was lumbered with the responsibility of providing nourishment for aristos in the most varied of circumstance and halfway up olympus mons was not the ideal place to pitch up for an alfresco picnic; but try telling that to the pinheads who ran the empire.He found his flamethrower.Roast tonight.
08 - Galactic Midden - Club 18 to Dirty
Commander Sideshow stared at his newsfeed, "how exactly is this news?" he whined, "I'm posting a strongly worded missive to nobody in particular about this!". A nearby passenger rolled his eyes and spat, the milky-white globule spun slowly into Sideshow's face.
"Oi! Why'd you do that?"
"Your hot air's inflating my inconti bag! If I'd known you'd moan the whole way I'd never have signed up to your party ship".
"I NEVER INVITED YOU! It was GalNetBook"
"Really!? And was bringing the 10 horny rabbit bots aboard a 2 year party cruise GalNetBook's idea too...?"
"No.... no that was me"
09 - FelixBast - Default Clubbing it
The label on the outside of the glass case read “Lepus in Ligno”.
Inside the glass case was a rather poor example of the taxidermists’ art, a very misshapen stuffed rabbit.
The poor animal had suffered the further indignity of having a thick wooden pole rammed up its backside.
Resplendent in tuxedo and bow tie, Midden finished staring at “Rabbit on a Stick” and turned to his companion.
“Kow. I can appreciate modern art as much as the next guy, but this is not what I had in mind when I told you I wanted to see a Bunny Club.”
10 - insanephoton - Making a meal of it.
The drabble club decided to have their monthly meeting at the restaurant owned by the famous shouty chef Morgan Hamsey,
Erik, Simoof, Midden and Frank decided to have the rack of roast Reidquat rock rabbit with a reduction of red Reorte roots, rose rutabaga rosti and a redcurrant coulis,
Alien, Moose, phong and Kow chose the flaked fillet of Facace fabulous fine finned flying flounder with French fries.
And Listeri had the diced duck dumplings in damson sauce
The waiter handed the order to Morgan Hamsey.
Morgan shouted to the waiting kitchen staff 'four bunnies, four fish and a duck'
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