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Merci, Monsieur!

I agree. There's nowhere near enough activity here lately.

Dark. Stygian, blasphemous. Incalculably old and cold. This is where it lies. Aeons it has slumbered, dreaming creation. Its ancient mind’s psychic anemone wisps playing. It started dreaming simple shapes, blobs within bubbles. Swimming things, things with legs, and things with hair. The tendrils co...

Boy, it sure is. AAAAAAAAAAH ICE CREAM

Zed lowered his plasma rifle and retracted his visor. “What have you done?” Lyriane trained her elven bow on the swirling pool of ichor. “We'll stop it.” Punch Man simply stood, fists clenched. As the amorphous thing crawled up from the opalescent fluid, Father Callihan crossed himself furiously. “N...

Had a great time today. Went on a guided mute shoot. We rode these huge beasts, like a dog, only smaller. Amelia and I (she's the neighbor, you'd love her) tailed a mutant for a mile, looking over its shoulder with one head, shaking and shitting. Amelia got it in a hind leg. I shot it in one head, b...

They behave themselves, briefly, when you're watching. But as soon as you turn around, it's old tricks again: taking each other's things, not sharing, hurting each other. She watched too closely, took their every mistake to heart. She smothered them. One time, she cried so much that they nearly all ...

About damned time.

Either "Creature" was the first Drabblecast I ever listened to or it was so good that I've forgotten whatever I heard before it. It was the magical door to a whole new world of fiction for me, and it will always have a special place in my heart. And the production is just amazing.

*snort*

Thank you, Desmond! It's nice to know there are still some good robots left in the world.

Well, howdy, neighbor! Nice ta meetcha! Yeah, it’s a real quiet neighborhood. I hate to spring this on you so soon after you moving in, but this is “need to know.” The kids here, they’re different. And they love Halloween, ‘cause they get to roam around without masks on. You gotta have those taffies...

This is the second-weirdest thread I've ever seen in the DC forums.

Bidet, mate!

Nice drabble!

Well, I wonder. Because, as you know, some of my drabbles have been credited to my real name and some to my forum username, and they're all listed together, which makes it seem like the work of a human.

So, I just stumbled across a page about me on isfdb.org. It lists all of my drabbles from the show, including the ones only credited to "gunsofchekhovia." It does not list my recent flash piece published elsewhere, which tells me the information is being submitted by someone here. Am I allowed to as...

I feel exactly the same way about it, strawman.

Thanks, MM!

I was listening to the radio yesterday and the Chicago song "Saturday in the Park" came on, and I slightly misheard a line and thought of this. A park where "every day's the fourth of July" sounded like it could be a special kind of hell.

Can you dig it? Yes, I can!

Of course the ice cream is melted. What did you expect? No, I can’t stop selling them. If I stop selling these sticky cones, something terrible is going to happen. Quit your whining. At least you can go somewhere else, a little farther away from that asshole singing his gibberish “Italian songs.” I ...

Thanks!

I am rubbing the sleep out of my eyes when I see my roommate. “Morning,” I say. The shadow under the refrigerator retreats. My coffee ripples. “Not cool, man.” I will have to update the “Apartment Rules” board today. I pour the coffee out in the sink. “I’m expecting a package today. Can you sign for...

unseentangerine wrote:Haven't been dazzled by the unseentangerine in a while? The short version is: met, engaged, broken up with.

So that's the nexus of the crisis? Is it any wonder that your mind's on fire?

Sorry. But hey, you got a free concert and a rockin' drabble. Thanks for sharing!