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Ytte Skovlund's picture

Kulturschock! [3]

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“Upps!” Hyle pulled the hem of her skirt down as she made herself comfortable in the seat of the car. “Absolutely not made for driving!” She grinned.

 

“You are not…. Umm..” Ytte pointed out.

Ytte Skovlund's picture

Kulturschock! [2]

Ytte closed her eyes and let the warm water flow over her body. It felt good, much better than the tepid showers in a cloning pod. No dribbling tepid water. No industrial carbolic soap. This water was as warm as she could stand it, there was plenty pressure in the stream, and the soap. The soap smelled of vanilla. Ytte felt something she realised she had missed for such a long time. She felt feminine, she felt like a lady again.

 

Silja Henningsdottir's picture

Caught!

Silja lay awake in the dark, the only sound was the dogs barking occaisionally Of course she could hear her Momma breathing, it was slow, rasping. Silja was not hungry, it was not hunger that was keeping her awake but she knew that Monna had given her extra food at the cost of going without herself. Silja knew she had to try again.

Ytte Skovlund's picture

Kulturschock! [1]

 

 

“Saturday is my day off!” Hyle announced.

Ytte dabbed her mouth and helped clear the breakfast away.

“So, lazy day. Then prepare for tonight’s party. Of course you are welcome to stay here as long as you need, Ytte. We can get to know each other a little more maybe?. And of course you MUST come to the party this eve.”

notheredave's picture

I see U au jus...........

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SweET ode to creepers TO Speak to to creepers, on the partched plains IN creeper telepathy MAN!; ah OASIS on my way down from Kalbabie forests the dust Drive down. ur kickin up enough of it, dust stars magnified In their Swell , CRAZY fuckface sings partched off thirst, alWAYs long ROUND road down the long past... HITSof past thru teleplay past psi hi wave lights allnearly all mostly gone down .....OM... Mirror into out ofall most there...alt. character blind to the Hive.

Veronica Volt's picture

The Art of Laughter

Veronica looked again at the painting. 'This is pre-electric light style?' she asked.

Hyle smiled. 'Pre-Raphealite,' she corrected. 'It is Pre-Raphealite. I painted a Pre-Raphealite V V'

'I have not read the poem,' Veronica said. 'What did you say it is called? The Lady of Shallots?'

Hyle could hold back no longer and burst into laughter. Veronica looked to Hyle confused first, then smiled, then grinned, then also burst into laughter.

Ytte Skovlund's picture

Two Years and Centuries Later

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Two Years and centuries later.

 

It was not long after noon when Ytte finally reached the outskirt of Hope Springs. She paused, the streets were quiet, pretty much everyone had been beaten indoors by the savage Arizona summer sun.

Hyle Troy's picture

Well it seemed like a good idea at the time !

 

 

“Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.”

 

“What did?” Theis stopped grinding coffee beans and put the machine to one side.

 

“When Reavy showed up after the party, I was so happy. I have not seen her for months.”

 

Kirsten Kjaer's picture

Dear Diary

 

Dear Diary

 

I guess I was half asleep. I rolled over to put my arm around Joe but he was not there. He was already up and downstairs coughing up the residue of yesterday’s cigars. Along the hall I could hear Anneka running up and down while Silja was coaxing her into the bathroom. The sun was shining outside. I rose and showered, feeling good, pity Joe was up, I could have started his day well.

Engel's picture

Fracture

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I take one look at this place and... yeah... I won't like it here. This place is anti-me. Anti-everything. 

Veronica Volt's picture

Lost at Shore - Part 5 Finale

The storm howled outside as Veronica, the three sailors and "Captain" Graham of the recloning bunker sat around a wooden table, sipping rum. The wet coat and hat of the Captain hanging from a hook.

'We drifted,' Jim explained. 'Lost at shore, no compass, stars hidden.'

'We could not find the way back,' Stormy added. 'All at sea, all at sea we were.'

'Marooned,' Ishmael exclaimed. 'We were marooned.'

Joe Spivey's picture

Gunman (part 2)

Many Years Ago.


Joe Spivey's picture

Gunman

Joe unlocked the smaller, two drawer, filing cabinet in his study and reached inside to disarm the ‘thing’. That done, he flicked through the files until he found what he was looking for.

Silja Henningsdottir's picture

Curiosity.

 

 

“I likes our speshkul talk.” Anneka gave her most inquisitive stare at Silja across the table. “Why dun’t Momma and Poppa know the speshkul talk?

 

Slija smiled back. “That’s because they have not learned to speak Icelandic.”

 

“Why?”

notheredave's picture

BONE yard Sam

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<p> A https://youtu.be/5ixRWvrkUHo / Solo tHING?/ Sam I AM, So ALOAH? burning Tis back; !...2,Two, too to love u....... After tear u apart/BLAYZE /oc/ memory turned into a bird memory of daves. before early memories r just thatbarrier / [ic] TOOLS,to Love u ,DAGGERS give all of u, All of uusss, yous you ,u and though through the shard of broken pantemine... SMOKE fills Chill blows outside these buried machine. Walls barely contain their. HEllium coughs there REMORSE/SCENT LIKE code.

Veronica Volt's picture

Lost at Shore - Part 4

It was amazing, so real it was real, even sails. The ship was large enough for the three men but small enough to hide behind the hill. What was even stranger were the four big wheels attached. Veronica looked closer and noticed the ship was on a wooden frame on wheels.

'Our ship!' Stormy said. 'The problem is we have no water to sail on,' Stormy added moving his hand around the land around them.

'You built this?' Veronica asked amazed.

'Yes,' Jim said. 'If only we can sail. Imagine! Us on the water! Jim Hawkins back on the sea!'

Veronica Volt's picture

Lost at Shore - Part 3

'Are you sure we are not on the sea?' groaned Veronica.

'Sure,' said Stormy. 'On the land unfortunately.'

'But we are still swaying,' complained Veronica.

Jim laughed, 'It is the rum Veronica.'

'I will never drink room again,' Veronica groaned. 'My head feels terrible.'

Bang! Bang! Ishmael was hitting a hammer on a metal rod. 'How does this work?' he asked.

'No! No!' moaned Veronica. 'Too much noise!'

'I am trying to make a magnet,' Ishmael said.

Aventae's picture

Life Before Death: Jacob (Pt 3)

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(Artist: Errr?) (Myousick: Hollow)

 

 

 

 

Veronica Volt's picture

Lost at Shore - Part 2

The sailors were singing.

What shall we do with a drunken Veronica?
What shall we do with a drunken Veronica?
What shall we do with a drunken Veronica?
Early in the morning!

"I am noth thrunk," Veronica said red eyes half closed and waving a bottle in front of her as she sat on a chest in the sailor hut.

'Are you sure?' Ishmael said. 'You look a little unsteady.'

'Noth,' Veronica said speaking a little louder than normal. She stood up, swayed a little and grabbed the box to stop her falling.

SH_Station's picture

They are here!

This is Susan Grindel at Spider Hill radio with your messages. Let me read the next message, it is. where is the paper? Ahh here, yes the next message is from a Mrs King who wishes good recovery to her husband Stephen. He has injuries from a spider who unfortunately bit his... oh... ummm.. bit him. Yes, he was, umm, injured. Mrs King bit him, umm, no, the spider, yes the spider wishes good, umm, bit him, errr...

THEY ARE HERE!

What? The spiders are here?

NO! ALIENS!

Hanne Berg's picture

For Mother ..

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It had been a much hotter than usual summer day in New Flagstaff. Not the usual dry desert heat but oppressively humid.

Neither did the evening rain come. It was just hot, humid, even at 02:45.

People lay on top of their beds, windows were open. It was stultifying.

 

Canni Belle's picture

Who's yer Daddy? Part 2 - Hide and Seek

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** Mood music **

((Most of lyrics also included in story))

**Continuation from pt 1

**A house just outside Tannerfield**

Ding Dong, I know that you can hear me, open up the door, I only want to play .. a little.

Canni Belle's picture

Who's yer Daddy? Part #1 - Out of the Wilderness

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**Just outside Tannerfield**

"Dammit"

Glenda heard his swearing commence as soon as the lights went out, the generator he had just given an overhaul must have failed she thought, then worried about the mood it would send him into.

He banged, crashed and cursed his way down the dark stairs, the noise competing with the sounds of the fierce wind slapping tree branches against the house and shaking the windows.The weather matched his temper.

Silja Henningsdottir's picture

Sticky Situations at Chez Spivey

 

"Ég lítur út eins og fordæmdur strákur!" Anneka snapped out in Icelandic.

"No you don't look like a boy." Slija helpfully translated for Kirsten's sake, omitting the expletive, naturally. "Look, Momma has you in a lovely dress ! Boy's dont wear dresses now, do they?"

Anneka had a face like thunder. If such a look could kill. Silja fussed at the dress trying desperately to reaffirm Anneka's self-identity. It was not working. Kirsten sighed, she was non to pleased also.

Kirsten Kjaer's picture

The Day Joe's Life Changed

 

Her side...

 I see a dark green sporty car by the auctioneer. 

            I ask out loud " Who's is this?"

             "Oi ! My car.. bugger off away from it, I've just had the resprayed!",  Came the reply from a rather older chap who had just dropped all his papers on the ground.

Subdane's picture

Being in a weird place - part two

Subdane swam for the surface as fast as his arms and legs allowed. Adrenaline surged his body, making him kick faster and harder. He struggled to prevent panic overwhelming him, finding it difficult to practice the proper swimming techniques and not just splash his arms and legs frantically and ultimately helplessly around. He was alive, and he didn’t care if it was some manifestation of his mind. He felt it and relived it.

Hyle Troy's picture

(Waffel) House Calls

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"Nice threads !" 

Theis elbowed Hyle and nodded at the man who had just got out of a rather well mentained car and was heading for the Waffelhus door.

Hyle glanced up from makng a list in her notepad, glanced down then immediately looked up once more. She smiled, stood up straight and smoothed out her red Waffelhusvest. She looked back at Theis, who was also smoothing out his waffelhusvest.

"I saw him first." Theis smirked.

Veronica Volt's picture

Lost at Shore

'Ahoy!'

Veronica looked around. Nobody. Strange.

'Ahoy!'

The voice again. Veronica looked around again. Nobody.

'Up here!'

Veronica looked up. Nobody.

'Behind you! Up here!'

Veronica turned around and looked up. There was a tower near a wooden hut. Up the tower on the ledge was a man dressed in white. He waved at Veronica.

'Ahoy!'

Perhaps he is Czech, Veronica thought. 'Err.. ahoy,' she replied. 'Errr...dobree den...'

'Dobee what?' the man said confused.

Maddox Maxxinsky's picture

A New Sheriff In Town

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Engel's picture

Los Alamos

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“It’s an interesting place. You’ll see.”

A moat, a canal going nowhere... an imaginary border. And behind it, solid buildings. Skyscrapers! Incredible.

“Whoa!” I said.

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