Community Event / Creation WOT NO POLL??? - Drabbles #190: Technological Malfunction

Another Week another dollar and this week we have a new Technological issue with hosting polls. Couldn't g write this in a drabble eh??
Anyway, Senator Priest won last week, and he picked our theme for this week which was. "technological malfunction"

Remember the winner gets to win one of these

So lets get on to our wonderful list of entries this week, a poll will be set somewhere to vote for your favourite 3 drabbles, EXCLUDING your own.... we operate an honour system for voting, if you don't honour it we kick you in your balls.


Drabble Number : 01
Author : Listeri69
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Title: Fingering the black box to get some answers…
Drabble :
Gentlemen, Crash 183214443-4444444/alphabetaspaghetti/b'
The lab technician pulled off the white dust cover revealing a jumble of parts.
'This is all we've recovered. this ship had serious technical malfunctions as it entered into hyperspace.
We've also learnt that this was a pink orca, registration Kowtours1.
Today we are going to listen to the black box recording recovered yesterday':

'Frame shift drive charging...'
'Wait a minute, Wait a minute I'm not ready'
'<loud flushing sound> Ready now!'
'4-3-2-1 Engage....'
<loud rusting sound>

'As you can see gentlemen a puzzling explosion'

'Sir...we've just recovered this crisp packet from the engines'


Drabble Number : 2
Author : Skiprat
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Title: The unfortunate groan.
Drabble :
The gentle strumming of the mechanical hand left a pleasing smile upon Oswald’s face. Twenty five minutes of internal rhythmic whirring of gears and cogs had left a pulsating sensation throughout his body. Spread out, Oswald twisted the little dial and without hesitation the mechanical arm slowly increased the rate at which it moved.

With a pleasant groan a small package of proteins and enzymes was ejected into the weightlessness of the cockpit like a supernova of passion.

Unfortunately for Oswald, liquids and advanced technology don’t mix and with a subtle fizz and pop, the Eagle’s self destruct sequence began.


Drabble Number : 3
Author : Garzini
Link :
Title: You, eh?
Drabble :
So, I was asked to go out and find one of those artefacts, and bring it back for study and i’ll be richly rewarded.

Seems easy enough, their location have become become quite common knowledge, forming a shell around Merope.

I headed out, spend no more than 3 hours searching and found one, it was just sitting there, singing to itself, pointing the way to Merope.

I scoop it into the cargo hold, after 1 minute of having it on-board the computer flashes
Module corrosion, pulse laser

I can live with that.

Then the entire HUD turns off.

Oh crap.


Drabble Number : 4
Author : Frank
Link :
Title: The Fury of a Woman Scorned
Drabble :
"Good morning Dave. I've laid out your clothes and readied your shower."

Dave smiled at the camera, "Thank's HELLE. I'm so glad I installed you."

The AI sounded pleased by the compliment, "It's porridge for breakfast, and we will arrive at Barnard's Star in five hours."

Dave was particularly excited this morning, "That meeting you'd arranged wasn't just for business. I'm going to ask that girl for a drink afterwards." He beamed at the camera without realising how quiet HELLE had become.

He was oblivious all the way until they were docked.
"Open the doors please HELLE the doors!"


Drabble Number : 5
Author : MrMogadon
Link :
Title: Why Wookies Hate Robots. It all started a long, long time ago in an Arrivals Hall far, far away....
Drabble :
“Cease. Resistance is fertile”, boomed security android SA-24.

Supervisor Pipkins looked up from his data slate. “Had he heard that correctly?”

“Michael Rivers. Wanted on 523 counts of theft, burglary and passing fraudulent chicks”, SA-24 continued.

“Got a bad feeling” Pipkins muttered, rushing over.

SA-24’s chest display, showed the silky smooth visage of one Martin “Alopecia” Rivers. This starkly contrasted the hirsute gentleman dangling from SA-24’s grip. “My name’s Brooks, Michael Brooks”, he hissed.

“SA-24, you’re holding him by his hair. Rivers’s bald”

“Glue” SA-24 stated, grabbing the beard and tugging firmly.

“Strong glue, apparently”, SA-24 noted, tugging even harder.


Drabble Number : 6
Author : phong
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Title: Come in Tango Hotel Echo - your number's up
Drabble :
Oxygen depleted,canopy blown.One chance,one jump,orient and run.
FSD fully charged, nose pointed in the right direction, throttle up and under way.
The ship gathers itself and hurtles toward the void,red numbers rapidly counting backwards.
S'e watches them carefully. At 002.792 the numbers stutter for an instant before resuming their downward course.
Engines crescendo as the figures reach 000.000.
Red 000.000.
Seventeen minutes thirty seven seconds later they enter witchspace,and by the time they drop death has long since claimed them,and the corpse sails merrily on,rictus intact,skeletal hands grasping tufts of hair.


Drabble Number : 7
Author : moose666
Link :
Title: Core Dynamics inc reccomends only genuine Core Dynamics consumables.
Drabble :
The chief tech sucked through his teeth as his underlings wheeled in an utterly mangled frag cannon.
"OK flyboy, what did you do to it?"
"Well, I had run out of ammo, so to get another shot out of it..."
"You bunged in whatever crap you had to hand, right?"
He reached in and pulled out a somewhat bent fork from within the cannon's innards

"See, you may not think it, but frag packs are precision engineered shrapnel. Toss in any old junk and you'll jam it."
He handed the fork over to the pilot.
"No more improvised reloads, capiche?"


Drabble Number : 8
Author : RoyalHankey
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Title: Advanced Technology is not always for the best.
Drabble : Psykokow installed a new computer on his pink orca.
He bought it from Simoof's Ship Accessary Store in Lave.
It was voice controlled co no need in pressing anymore pink buttons.
"Hello Computer" Psykokow said.
.pleh I nac woh retupmoc spihs ruoy si siht olleH""
"Oh my God" Psykokow said.
He pressed the reset button.
"Now lets try again" he muttered to himself.
"Hello Computer" Psykokow said.
.pleh I nac woh retupmoc spihs ruoy si siht olleH"
Psykokow thought, lets do a re-install.
"Now lets try again" he said to himself.
"Hello Computer" Psykokow said.
His pink orca blew up.


Drabble Number : 9
Author : Commander Sir Samuel Vimes
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Title: Artificial intelligence 2 (still looking)
Drabble : The mark two version was better, it wasn't green and didn't ooze but there was a glitch in the software.

You couldn't send an AI to join the federal navy when every other word was an expletive and it kept singing rude songs to the tunes of ancient tv programmes. As for the actions to the song, the techs were still giggling.

It wasn't cost effective to destroy it so there really was only one place where a swearing gesturing AI android would fit in.

They named it Winnard and sent off an application to become a Barnards Star Docker


Drabble Number : 10
Author : FelixBast
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Title: Fly Dangerous
Drabble : “The findings of this board of inquiry have determined that the accident on landing pad seventeen was the result of the linchpin failing on the forward landing gear. The failure occurred due to a defect in the linchpin’s metal.”
“It wasn’t my fault?”
“We are just as surprised. Your history of near misses, bad landings and that time you were stuck in the toast rack, would have suggested otherwise. But on this occasion, it is not your fault.”
“So I can keep my pilots license?”
“Despite the protests of Dockers everywhere, you may indeed keep your pilots license Commander Psykokow.”


Drabble Number : 11
Author : Simoof
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Title: Invasion of the Blobby Snatchers - A tale of secret love, lust and an invasion of privacy.
Drabble : The crew screamed... in front of them a gelatenous blob slowly slurped around the cockpit.
It seemed totally oblivious to its petrified audience.
Glistening in the dim cockpit lights, it's appendages seemed to be excreting some sort of soapy liquid and coating itself.
Occasionally is seemed to blob down revealing a disgusting mouth-like opening.
Captain Kow ordered all crew to leave the bridge.
He ran diagnostic after diagnostic - nothing. Everything appeared normal.
Even the logs were inconclusive.
He needed an answer to this, the most important of mysteries...
Why the hell did his private holo-feed to Winnards shower room activate?


Drabble Number : 12
Author : cmdr-wotherspoon
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Title: The Naming of Ships
Drabble :
Today we have naming of ships. Yesterday,
We had engineering. And on Thursday evening,
We shall have multicrew-during-combat. But to-day,
Today we have naming of ships. The Kumo Crew
Pirate the traders in all of the neighbouring systems,
And today we have naming of ships.

They call it painting the Name: it is perfectly easy
If you have any sense in your head: like Powerplay,
Horizons, and The Guardians, and the space-legs feature,
Which in our case we have not got; and the hyperdicting
Thargoids in Pleiades systems and the ships going backwards-and-forwards,
For today we have naming of ships.


Drabble Number : 13
Author : Alien
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Title: Friday Night Is Drabble Night, Saturday Night Is For Dancing
Drabble : "How is he doing this?"
Sven shrugged. Psykokow turned back to the stage in the Thargoid & Fer-de-lance bar. Simoof was stood there with his mouth open and his eyes were projecting lights like a cheap disco ball. The music coming from his ... body, was deafening.
Frank mumbled something over the music about Simoof having taken some sort of drug, then wired up the PA system to his skull. What was crazy, as if Simoof being a human amplifier wasn't crazy enough, was that people were dancing!
"It makes no sense" Psykokow shouted to Frank, "He's a Techno-No logical Mouth-Function."

A Quick Reminder of the rules, and the ways to watch the show.
All that's left is to remind everyone of the rules of the competition.

1. Drabbles must be 100 words exactly (Excluding the title)
2. Over-use of-hyphens-to keep your word-count at 100 is very amusing but probably not a great idea.
3. Keep it as clean as you can to suit the family forum rules here, so no frogs attached to anatomical parts
4. Only the first 20 entries are guaranteed a place in the weekly poll
5. 1 entry each, you may write as many drabbles as you want, but it is assumed that your first drabble is your chosen entry unless otherwise advised. But please mark Drabbles that you don't want entered as such
6. If your drabble is under or over 100 words you will have a chance to correct it before the poll is erected, at this point, your drabble may be DQ'd if other drabbles are available to take its place.
7. Drabbles must be set in the Elite Dangerous universe (as loosely as you care to make it)
8. It should try to meet the theme in some arguable way.
9. If there is more than one theme you must match at least one, but can gain extra votes if you meet more.
10. It's all for a bit of fun, so enjoy yourself... Enjoyment is mandatory!
11. If you win, you get to submit next week's Drabble topic, so make sure you post it by 3pm GMT Monday. Or else chaos will ensue and who knows what will happen...
12. You must big it up and get the Drabble Show over 100 viewers, that would be amazing.
13. Every winner can be the owner of up to 1 abrakadrabble mug
14. No animals were harmed in the making of this series (Simoof excluded)
15. If we get 25 entries Psykokow will not host a show.

Sometimes it's difficult to know what constitutes exactly 100 words. Our arbiter is
It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong. Its count is the law.

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