Search found 14 matches
- Fri Aug 27, 2010 5:11 pm
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Against All Odds
- Replies: 3
- Views: 747
Re: Against All Odds
Can you really call it suffering if it saves your bacon every time some hack with a stake decides to take you down? Houdini would still be alive today if he had it.
- Fri Aug 27, 2010 5:04 pm
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Gnome Remodeling
- Replies: 5
- Views: 864
Re: Gnome Remodeling
thirded...thirderized...thirsted? Either way, I'd like to see this one as a short film, possibly in claymation a la Wallace and Gromit.
- Thu Aug 26, 2010 4:23 am
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Epi-piphany
- Replies: 1
- Views: 417
Epi-piphany
With as much of a flourish as typing on the keyboard will allow, I post my latest artistic endeavor. Nervously I await the responses. “This really looks horrible…” “Weakest. Effort. Ever.” “You might as well curl up and die.” I can feel the swelling in my throat, skin turning red, bronchial tubes cl...
- Thu Aug 26, 2010 4:22 am
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: And There She Was
- Replies: 5
- Views: 1118
Re: And There She Was
Oh? oh. Oh! oh?...Oh!! It gets worse. Do love the ending though.
- Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:05 pm
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Letters from Europa
- Replies: 1
- Views: 576
Letters from Europa
A roomful of scientists hold their breath as the probe punches through the thick ice crust, sets its anchors, and begins transmitting data. Downloaded images display an ocean teeming with alien life forms. Humanity rejoices. The force that rips the probe from the ice launches it back to Earth, along...
- Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:42 pm
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: The Spirit Guide
- Replies: 8
- Views: 1105
Re: The Spirit Guide
I do love me some Coelacanth. As an avid scuba diver, it's one of my greatest goals, and fears, to come face to hideous face with a living fossil like this some day. Nicely done.
- Fri Jul 30, 2010 12:58 am
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: My Pelt or Yours?
- Replies: 1
- Views: 618
My Pelt or Yours?
I revel in the softness of the fur, the supple skin sliding across my back as I lope through the moonless night, hunting my prey. The canine scent of the pelt’s previous owner lingers, hiding my all too human scent from the hungry animals that fill the forest around me. Elsewhere: Surrounded by prey...
Re: Warming
Love a good diving story. 'Specially when it has delicious Irish booze at the end.
Sláinte! *Clinks*
Sláinte! *Clinks*
- Wed Jul 28, 2010 3:53 am
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Send in the Sun
- Replies: 7
- Views: 937
Re: Send in the Sun
Mimes, and clowns for that matter are definitely not human. Think about it. Outside of their acts, have you ever actually seen them eat or sleep? I'm just sayin'...
- Tue Jul 27, 2010 6:16 pm
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: The Man in the Corner of the Pub
- Replies: 3
- Views: 921
Re: The Man in the Corner of the Pub
What is is about straight razors that seems so much more ominous than a simply Bowie knife or ice pick? Makes my skin crawl. Nice drabble.
- Mon Jul 26, 2010 9:03 pm
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Send in the Sun
- Replies: 7
- Views: 937
Re: Send in the Sun
That's why I always carry an epi-pen to my forum visits. Keeps the ear canals from swelling shut. And that breeds an idea...
- Mon Jul 26, 2010 3:44 pm
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Send in the Sun
- Replies: 7
- Views: 937
Re: Send in the Sun
Ahh...touche. Although I don't think letting you folks know I live in Colorado will garner any sympathy. Probably just a healthy dose of mockery.
- Mon Jul 26, 2010 5:59 am
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: Send in the Sun
- Replies: 7
- Views: 937
Send in the Sun
Observe: A metropolitan intersection, on a hot summer day. The afternoon sun hammers down, driving pedestrians from the cool shelter of office buildings to cabs, subway tunnels, and the relief of air-conditioning. Observe: They are too busy to stop, even for a moment. Too busy to see the sweltering ...
- Thu Jul 22, 2010 4:54 am
- Forum: Drabbles
- Topic: One Giant Marble
- Replies: 1
- Views: 455
One Giant Marble
“Sure is beautiful up here, isn’t it Schafer?” The Earth turned below us, as night quietly draped itself over the African continent, while the moon began a slow arc through the sky. I inhaled deeply, relishing the smell of machinery, and listened to the air hiss through my space suit’s recirculation...