August 2010 Writing Challenge -- Mouse Victorious!!

[digs]

World: 3 - 1......Time: 900

Ba da ba ba da ba!

He raced a curtain of darkness through a highlighter world.

He leapt chasms. He crushed foes. He raged, wrought destruction and was rewarded for it: the earth yielded money, power, psychedelic drugs. He took them all.

He hurried along on stumpy legs. There was a woman waiting, at the end. Twice he fell. No rush. I'll take my time.

In the end, time took him.

Game over. Play again?

 

[Vertigo]

The Experiment

"What..."

* * *

"... happened? Everything's disappeared."
"I think we looked too hard"
"What do you mean?"
"I think it's like Schrödinger's Cat; by looking at time too closely we have locked it in one state."
"How come we're still here?"
"I guess as we're the observers we're unaffected."
"Oh... maybe we should stop looking?"
"Yes..."

* * *

"... happended?"
"Nothing, it's failed again."

 

[nixie]

Childhood​

When you return, will she still be there, Will she still terrify and make you sweat, or will you laugh and joke about a childish nightmare? Only one way to find out, open the door and enter her domain, she is sat there in all her glory. I reach out to touch but I can’t suddenly I’m three years old again and the terror is real. I turn and flee never to return.

 

[Allanon]

This is my first ever attempt at this, and it started out twice as long as whats it's ended up as so this may not be very good, be kind!! LOL!

Taken By You

They’ve done it a thousand times and you can see them from the kitchen window!

The phone goes, it’s your mum, wanting a chat. You settle for the long haul, the line crackles, then a flash from the street.

You go to the window to make sure everything’s fine, looking out you can see next door’s kid, where’s Shaun? Racing across the street, you spin John screaming, “Where’s Shaun!”

John, replies furtively, “You took him”​

​

 

[mygoditsraining]

Man is least himself

It seemed like such an elegant solution to the time travel problem, connecting realities by tunnelling through the barriers between them.

I had no idea they would collapse behind me.

That’s what I told them at the trial, anyway. Not that it made a difference.

Hanging forever in penitent stasis, I am a reminder to those that survived:

This is the man who murdered the multiverse.

 

[Gary Compton]

The Beginning...

Our civilisation was pure, no disease, crime or conflict. With just a thought I could move my consciousness through the nebulas.

I’d identified a planet called Earth where I’d plant the Genesis seed. Evolution would begin and as guardian angels to the inhabitants, their trials and tribulations would test the perfection of our race.

In my mind a voice repeated again and again, ‘God, you have seven days’.

It was time…

 

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

All The Time In The World

Time.

Time was such a funny concept, Zelven thought. It seemed to flow like a river, but it also seemed able to remain still.

Which is what it was doing for him now, in his globular cell. A princess' accusations. A king's judgment. And a wizard's magic.

Well, he would show them all. Time, that man-made concept, would soon be his only salvation.

And he had all the time in the world.​

 

[Parson]

Time in a Bottle

It’s glass face mocked him.
The reign of magic dispersed before his eyes.
Untold eons of elemental forces
Defeated not by Armageddon,
But by a machine
Smaller than a mouse.

Jeweled hands snick across the surface.
Science replaces magic
a tick at a time.
What was uncontained and untamed,
Is now measured, metered, and mundane.

Life’s mystery utterly dispelled.
It’s Great Force reduced
To a remnant, a nuance;
A mere whiff of power past.


-------------------------

This is dedicated to one brilliant "Mouse"

 

[The Judge]

[Two times] Three Time-Thieves

“Item: one Harrison chronometer, stolen Greenwich 2067.”

He smiles, more than a mite smug.

“One al-Jazari clepsydra, stolen Seville 1248.”

I recite the entire list before convicting him.

He doesn’t care. His time-thief has returned to last week to spirit the pieces away. No physical evidence: no imprisonment.

“I shan’t serve any time,” he has already gloated.

He’s right. I emit a sigh. I hate doing this.

“Additional charge: perverting justice. Judgement: convicted. Sentence: death.”

 

[No One]

Song Without End

She sways to the music of the ageless symphony.

With changing instruments of wood, stone, bronze, iron and steel, the players play. Spear and sword sing on shield and plate. Arrows whistle. Boulders crash.

The players cry command, bay obedience, roar courage, proclaim triumph, betray injury, promise vengeance. One weeps, another laughs and silence is the only enemy.

In that quiet she listens, hidden. Peaceful, she smiles.

This is her place, her sythe, her song.

 

[gadgetmind]

Again

The cold morning light shooed away the moon and soothed his fever but clarity lagged far behind. The porcelain white body on his red stained sheets asked a question with its sightless blue eyes. Why me? Sorry Sarah, you chose to come here, so you must share the blame. A name this time, and indoors; a new phase? Hopefully not, too many loose ends, too much explaining to do. He started to eat.

 

[TheDustyZebra]

The Measure of a Man


I have all the time in the world.

It only needs a little rearranging.

First, shorten the workday; add extra time for sleep.

Take time from worrying, give more to laughter, more to love.

Cut short fatuous celebrities' allotment; add bonus seasons for the grand and glorious.

Selfish, pompous politicians, apportion thinly; their course better serves the charitable.

Here, take a vacation – enjoy my new arrangements. Take all the time you want.

You deserve it.

 

[Moonbat]

Go to your room and think about what you’ve done!

‘What’ll we do with him?’

‘Imprison him.’

‘He has no body. We can’t imprison energy.’

‘Energy prisons exist, we call them black holes.’

‘Doesn’t energy escape?’

‘Yes, slowly, it takes millennia.’

‘So he will escape?’

‘Eventually yes, but we’ll be gone. He won’t be our problem.’


Since I lost my body I love prison. Especially black hole prisons, before you even know you’re locked up you’re already free.
And....no one remembers your crimes.

 

[chrispenycate]

Time Vampire

No border official stealing your minutes, nor that woman latched onto you at the party; predators, not parasites, we take wholesale.

A handful of generations and technology has raised storytellers through print, radio and television to the web, where we can collect ever more time. You never felt it go, but we can live twice, ten times as long.

I'm smiling as you read this, prey, donating several precious seconds toward my eternity.
​

 

[HoopyFrood]

Beginnings End

I’m not as I was. I must admit it, I’m getting old. Memory’s letting me down; day by day it’s harder to remember. My children say I get under their feet, so I sleep, or sit on the sofa. Even talking is effort now. And movement - ack! I try, but I have to be realistic. I need aid, someone or something extra.

My strange eventful history marches on, but not to the tomb.

 

[Mouse]

Death by Mouse
​

A​

life here​

is governed by​

a clOckwork mOuse​

who runs on the edges of​

our world. We​

live when he​

does. We move when​

he does. And when the key​

stops turning that’s it. Game over.​

Your mouse is old. He’s getting​

rusty. His wheels need oiling.​

His gears stick and his teeth​

are worn. Your time is almost​

up. Do you hear it?​

Tick
​

......tock​

tick​

.....tock​

tick​

.....tock
​

tick...​

 

[chopper]

Moebius, or, how to avoid an Extinction Level Event for the (n=n+1)th time

...still time.

Here, grab these – ignore the skies. Come with me. Attach them to the terminals here – and then over there.

We'll skip back: avoid it completely. Fifty years should do it; we'll be dead when it happens again.

No, but it helps us. And then we can find a way...

Standby... Initiate!

Yes! – wait, we're still here! We haven't gone back far enough!

Don't panic, I'll solve this, there's still time.

Here, grab these -

 

[Ronanida]

Wrong Turn

Conrad, you fool of a scientist… what have you done this time?

I looked around, head throbbing. Has he sent me to a jungle again? No, it couldn’t be; teleportation portals never gave me headaches.

It didn’t make sense; the mountain where my house should be was right there, I could recognize the area. There was nothing but trees and ferns.

A loud crack split the air, I turned around; froze.

[FONT=&quot]A T-rex? [/FONT]

 

[Kayleigh]

A Timeless Child

A precious flower young elf held,
Her beauty gone, forever lost
A tear dropped, watering her face,
But blossom withered cannot bloom

When sun was young, they used to sing
She combed her hair, dark as the night
Their hearts would skip with every kiss
Forever stopping time

Now holding her, a flower dead,
Her color gone, her hair ash white
He was as young as when they met,
But never felt so old inside

 

[Ursa major]

.
.
Dawn of a New Era?


Immortality is a burden: nothing but following the same old routine billions of times; always waiting for something, a change, one that never comes.

No. An aeon ago, something did happen. What, though? Nothing worth noting. Before that: countless aeons. Countless? That doesn’t sound right.

—————​

“Get a move on," she said sleepily. “Why does it take you all day?”

When he switched it off, the alarm had been going for less than a minute.

—————​

Oblivion!
.