75 WORD WRITING CHALLENGE - October 2012 -- VICTORY TO HAREBRAIN

[Starbeast]

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After the Death of the Evil Doctor...​

A victorious superhero stared into outer space from the ocean shore of an unknown planet, where he defeated the steam punk tyrant, Super Frankenstein.​

Grim, yet gentle faced masked avenger, flew faster than light speed toward distant stars, ignoring uninhabited worlds, searching for intelligent beings who call out for a savior.​

A new planet, a new foe...​

Star Beast's fists energize with greenish cosmic power, prepared for the insidious Captain Carcass's oncoming warship attack fleet.​

 

[kshRox]

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The Visitor

Jailor put his weight against the heavy oak door which protested with a grating whine.

I shielded my eyes as light flooded the cell. The silver man briefly silhouetted in the light smiled at me sadly then turned away. The light flashed blindingly and a smell of ozone filled the air.

A chunk of charcoal was left on the floor and what looked like a hasty sketch of the constellation Orion’s Belt on the wall.

 

[Grinnel]

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One Red Button

It’s amazing, Powell thought, what mankind can do when you figuratively put a gun to our heads.

The horizon began to glow. “Ten seconds, sir.”

Kennedy reached the moon in 5 years.

Grolinski deflected the “Doomsday” asteroid in 7 months.

With twelve years notice of the sun going nova, this!

The world was awash with light. “LAUNCH!”

Powell pressed the red button.

The harnessed energy of Sol’s supernova impelled Earth to its new home.

 

[Parson]

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To the Stars!

Alpha Centauri, was both
its designation and destination.
The ship resembled
a hodge podge of melange.
But it left Captain
Swen McFemble,
all a tremble.

Powered by ions and pions,
It accelerated
most sedately
At the rate
Of a tenth of a G.
An acceleration abate
there would ever be.

Ecstatically and fanatically
The captain cried:
“We’re off!”
The First Mate who couldn’t lie
mumbled his reply,
“Like a herd of turtles
trying to fly.”
​

 

[Lenny]

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The End of the World Ain't Never Looked So Good

Eventually we got so sick of them, those millionaire ball kickers, and opinion shouters, and people with "just the right cheekbones".

This whole global catastrophe thing came at a good time. Rockets! Like in films! Taking the 'cream' of humanity to a new world.

"Farewell," we all shouted with glee. We may not have long left before the world supposedly ends, but with the stars off to the stars, at least we'll have some peace.

 

[johnnyjet]

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Toyscape

Shivering, Mandy peeked around a corner.

“Brendan, look.”

Brendan gasped. “Toys from here to there!”

“And everywhere,” said Mandy.

Ahmed said, “Mommy and daddy are still popsicles.”

Shivering children poured into the vast room full of toys. Soon they were playing vigorously with the toys, their chills forgotten.

Their parents slept on, anticipating a new world. The children – unexpectedly awakened – found their own new world.

Later, needing more power, they shut down the cryo chambers.

 

[silvermoon]

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From the Ashlands

Standing on the ridge, they looked south over the vestibule of the Central Wastelands. For the third time now, Taupo had erupted. Tentative explorations of the ash country had been driven back or destroyed.
"What now?" he asked, guessing her answer.
Lips pursed, eyes narrowed, she stared down into Hell. Hell stared back, swallowing all hope.
"No longer here," she said with finality. "Not for us, or our children."
"Where next, then?"
"To the stars..."

 

[Perpetual Man]

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The Bitter Prophecy (and hope)

We were blessed with a paradise and we destroyed it. Acrid plumes of acidic smoke melt the ozone, while we breed like rats, choking the land as surely as our industrial effluent creates bitter sludge of our rivers.

We ride the space elevator. The last hope for our misbegotten species.

Up, up beyond the atmosphere to the cities on the moon.

To our hopes for Mars and the Jovian Moons.

And then, then the stars.

 

[Moonbat]

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From the seas​

From the seas
onto the beaches,
up the trees
and through the forests,
across the plains
past river deltas,
into caves
and rocky shelters,
over mountains,
bridging canyons,
sailing oceans
to new horizons.​

From humble homes
and woodland cabins
to castles of stone
and gated mansions,
simple hamlets,
country villages,
towns and cities,
sprawling metropolis.​

Into space.
Orbiting.
To the moon,
past solar winds.
Landing rovers
onto Mars
then onwards, upwards,
to the stars.​

 

[TacticalLoco]

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Wrong One
​

Rocketing people across space was expensive. That's why we don't do it. We send their bio-blueprints and automated factories at the destination create exact replications.

Of course, it's also expensive having copies of everyone. That's why we require the source location template be recycled.

Everybody did it. He himself remembered a half dozen trips. So there was nothing to it. But if he had beamed to Antares, why was Earth station still outside his window?

 

[Highlander]

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Games?

“Have you seen Jamie today?”

“No! What’s happened this time?”

“Well, he’s not in his room, and his spaceman suit’s gone! Remember those other computer games he’s played.”

“Yes, first it was Space Invaders then Missile Command. We found him shooting upwards from an old air raid shelter.”

“Yes! Then Moon Patrol and Galaxians came next and we caught him trying to break into NASA.”

“So what’s he playing now?”

“OMG! It’s Ad Astra!”

 

[Glen]

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By Appointment

‘You bake for actors?’
‘Yes, and on-line virtual psycho-drama reality show celebrities.’
‘Radio?’
‘Old hat, but yes.’
‘Politicians?’
‘Unfortunately.’
‘Sportsmen?’
‘Some of the major-leaguers. Healthier options…’
‘…healthier cake?...’
‘Well…’
‘Explorers?’
‘They crave sugar after months in their capsules.’
‘So you really are…’
‘Yes…’
‘A cake baker…’
[FONT=&quot]‘…to the stars!’[/FONT]

 

[Lilmizflashythang]

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Bradley and the Star Jumpers

​

Bradley sat watching t.v. in the living room floor. Clinging to his evil Divisor toy, the villain in his favorite show. The hero had just defeated the bad guys. Bradley was upset that Divisor wasn’t in the episode.

He took his Divisor toy and tied it to a roman candle left over from the Fourth of July. “Here comes Divisor,” he lit the fuse. Bradley walked into the house thinking ‘I’ll see you next week.’

 

[hopewrites]

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The Unseen Plight

Silver winking
Ancient blinking
Beyond all I can see.

Thought provoking
Matter toking
What do they mean to me?

Too blind to see those points of light,
Too deaf to hear their clashes.
And so I wander, bereft of sight,
For someone stole my glasses.
​

 

[southron sword]

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Dream attainable



“It’s beautiful. It’s so bright. I’m reaching out for it. I can almost touch it….”


“Silky, hang in there. We are working on the problem.”


“No! I want it. I’ve been searching for it. Leave me be.”


“Silky! We can save you. We just need to work this problem out.”


“I’ve found my dream. It’s there, the star. I have lived for it. I want to embrace it.”



“…. Farewell, Science Officer Silky Oak.”


“Goodbye.”

 

[nixie]

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Building Blocks​

Since the beginning of time I have striven to build a stairway to the stars. For every act of kindness and love I add a pebble. Thus my stairway grows but then you spoil it with malice deeds and a pebble is removed. Endless my task may seem but I live in hope that one day mankind will learn to live in harmony and my dream will be fulfilled

 

[stormcrow]

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Moon, Sun, Horizon

Jimi could really play. Soulful: heavy. Transcendental, ma-an: groover, poet and space-cadet. Here in my suit, I still recall that sound.

When the tether broke, I knew there’d be no rescue: opposite trajectories, they’ve too little time to manoeuvre.

Typical energy harvester maintenance accident, that’s all.

Seven minutes of air, then rebreathe until black-out.

Nothing out here but me – drifting - and the stars….

’scuse me while I kiss the sky...

Thank You Jimi…

 

[EricWard]

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Start of the Middle

Faisal pulled himself between the interdimensional layers, creating time as he did.

“Interesting development,” he said. “But…a companion.”

Hydrogen assembled and Aliya pulled herself to life, bringing more hydrogen for the two of them to play with.

“What shall we make next, my love?” she asked him. “Heavy elements? Gravitation?”

They embraced, close. Gravitation formed and they found themselves even closer.

“You’re beautiful, my dear. But something's missing.”

“What’s that?”

“The universe needs stars.”

 

[HareBrain]

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Origin of Parish Byelaw 428


Others endlessly gazed heavenwards, lost in awe and frustrated desire, but Bezel’s crooked neck hurt to look up. The villagers mocked his downcast life. What joy could there be without the wonder of the constellations?

One night, passing a pool, Bezel saw stars: not up, but down.

He couldn’t fly, but he could fall, and be first to reach them.

They found his body floating, stars all around. They erected a sign: No Swimming.

 

[crystal haven]

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Star-struck

Quiet as a mouse. Heart thumping – breath held.

So far, from my hiding place, I’ve only managed a glimpse. A wonderful glimpse; my idol. His pictures are spread across my bedroom wall – his voice – amazing!

I’m missing school, heading out to the moon, to catch his next concert. Mum doesn’t know I’ve stowed away; the message I left only said: 'Gone outside to watch the stars. Back soon.'

Well, it’s kind of true...