November 2015 75-Word Writing Challenge -- VICTORY TO STILLEARNING!

[Starbeast]

In a Mouse Cubicle, with Punishment Box on my Head​

Discipline is boss's key, I weep miserably.

Blind to whispering, soulless coworkers, stroking feline president.

Another job, another golden carrot dangled before me.

A kind secretary offers me water. I, the chained hunchback with a fool's hat.

#

Day ends, cold hands uncover my head. "Time to punch out", the boss says.

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Years sculpt my sad face.

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Company party.........all laugh, when I open my gift. A token for hard labor. My head in a box.

 

[johnnyjet]

Forked

In deep woods, two stood at a fork, one with gun.

The gunless one said, "You came from the future to kill your great great great grandfather?"

"My father will pay for his evil ways!"

"You realize the classic paradox here, right?"

"I’ll go back before you die. One path leads to freedom, one to death. Choose!"

He vanished.

The other shook his head.

"My descendants are idiots."

He went back the way they came.

 

[farntfar]

Let Bye laws be Bye laws.



There is a way,
a windy way
where on four wheels
you dursen’t stray
just two wheels
without an engine
pushed by legs
I ought to mention
No car nor cab
no bus nor lorry
passes there
or they’ll be sorry
Not MIG 29
nor jumbo jet
no helicopter
goes there yet
Apollo craft
and Soyuz balk an'
even the
Millenium Falcon.
Ships still loved
and ships forsaken
avoid the cycle path
not taken.

 

[Alexandros Liakopoulos]

The thing is I never think things twice: I always go with my gut; for when my stomach pulls and my heart instantly bits faster, in that tiny fraction of the minisecond before my consciousness becomes aware of my decision for action, before my mind is made up and presented to me as an already done reality, the eternity expresses itself viciously and the time becomes an agent of wisdom I never disregard. But now...

 

[martin321]

Red or blue?

"Give me the red."

After swallowing the pill, Fred waited, but nothing happened. Waste of money.

Then a giant space bunny hopped past, crashing into his car.

"Hey, get off my car!"

Walking home, a flying saucer buzzed him. The little green men hurled abuse.

Fred made a rude gesture. Bright, blue lights beamed him on board.

Later, when he came to, he found himself handcuffed in a small, white room.

Should've picked blue.

 

[LittleStar]

For a Life Spent in Cunning

The chains sear into my shoulder. It's damn heavy today, and the air is damn near roasting me alive.

But today's the day. It'll be easy street from here on.

"Hoping Heph's started repairs, eh?" Tantalus calls, then cackles dryly.

I glare. The boulder digs ever deeper into the mud behind me, and my calves are screaming.

Through bleary eyes I make out the heartbreakingly familiar sign, 'Elevator out of order. Please use other path.'

 

[Clockworkbot]

The first time I died


I was a week out of the womb when my fat uncle, thinking I was a cushion, squashed me.

Straight off to the reincarnation chamber it was. One more day, and I’d have had enough hours in the bank to have a shot at a vertebrate, at least.

But do you know what I came back as?

A bloody clam. A clam! On my first try! Even as a prawn I could have achieved something!

 

[David Evil Overlord]

Brontosaurus’ Quantum Thesaurus.

Brontosaurus,
Her Thesaurus,
Full of alternate words?
No, Brontosaurus’
Quantum Thesaurus,
Was full of alternate worlds.

Brontosaurus,
Stepped through pages porous,
Across a suspension bridge,
Of disbelief willing,
To worlds so thrilling,
Lunch packed into her fridge.

Through spacetime she’d hurtle,
See the giant turtle,
Elephants and Discworld,
Final frontier,
Dyson sphere,
Superheroes and Ringworld.

Zombie Apocalypse,
Star sailing ships,
With spacetime she did play,
Undertook,
Travel by book,
Until the End of Days.

 

[HazelRah]

Hereafter


"Welcome to The Afterlife, the place of rebirth and wish fulfilment. Please select your name from the list before boarding."

"Um... I'm not on the list."

"Ah. We get that a lot these days."

"What does it mean?"

"I'm afraid you cannot come in."

"Well... then where do I go?"

"I never thought to ask." The ferryman shrugged. "To pass through and be reborn, you must have lived."

"But I have lived!"

"Have you?"

 

[hopewrites]

A Path Diverged In The Old Forest

"The Kandykorn Council will now come to order, the Honorable Judge Truffle presiding."

"It's not like that I tell ya!"

"The Accused will remain silent,"

"For the crime of impersonating a caramel we sentence Onion to be burnt at the steak."

The vision ended, Onion decided to roll off the wagon.

--

Thun-kush.

Farmer Maggot steadied the basket of mushrooms as the wagon jostled and swayed its remorse for the murder it had done.

 

[Saharren]

The Saurian Survival

Arasta sat in his sunroom, basking in the warm morning light. To his left, the alternate reality television played images of what could have happened if that asteroid had hit.

“Are you watching that trash with the naked mammals again?”

“They are not naked. At least not this time,” he glanced at his wife as she carried their egg into the sunroom.

“Just hitting each other. So much better.”

“They call it slapstick.”

 

[Venusian Broon]

Script changes​

Serpent, frustrated, coiled tightly.

“I practiced with a woman in mind. This has thrown my focus.”

God spoke, playing with his beard, “No, I have decided I am a creator that changes things last moment.”

Serpent hissed, “But what about the original sin thing. They’ll tie themselves in knots trying to work it out.”

“I’m infallible. It’ll work.”

God shouted at the two figures in the distance, “Hey! Adam and Evan, welcome to Eden…”

 

[willwallace]

NOPE



Gort looked at the two signs.

High Road pointed one way. Low Road, the opposite.

“They both end up at the same place, right?” he asked.

Tirl nodded. “Yup. But one’s quicker than t’other.”

“Well, I’m not choosing,” Gort stated.

Spreading his wings, he took off in a swirl of wind.

Sighing, Tirl took off himself. Little brothers were so annoying!

 

[Dan Jones]

Götterzweifelung (Doubt Of The Gods)

Again we surveyed the crumbling city below. I imagined its lumpenproletariat, orgiastically teeming like rotting elephant’s guts, culminating in one gigantic anus.

Valkyrie casually peeled her goose egg and crunched the embryo within.

“You could save them, brother,” she said, bloody yolk dribbling down her chin. She reclined, opening her legs, revealing tempting crimson horrors. “Sire me another King of Men.”

“No. Humanity must save itself.” Weeping, I crawled back inside her.

Another year wasted.

 

[Glen]

Left to an uncertain fate

Erwin thinks this is pretty funny. I don’t. It’s both uncomfortable in here, and a distressing existential paradox. Am I dead or alive? Not sure. Neither are the folk watching this from outside. Is it an hour yet? Hell’s bells. It’s not right to call this a thought experiment when I have to go through this every time. Life’s rough but you can only go on. Nine lives aren’t enough!

 

[MAJE Mike]

The opaque pool was quiet and still, waiting for it's next chance for nourishment, growth, expansion.....again, to be great, whole. The small blue/green planet, third from this sol, was going to be it's next encounter. Pulsing it awaited contact.

 

[Phyrebrat]

Continental Drift: An Idiot's Guide to Leaving Europe

Pauline shouted to her husband; ‘On three! One, two, three!’
Nigel dug his crowbar deeper under the white cliffs.
‘Nnnrgh!’ said Pauline.
‘Nnnrgh!’ said Nigel.
‘Did they move?’ she crowed.
‘The tops wobbled a bit,’ he replied.

Her doughy arm floated up to her brow and she gazed across the Channel. ‘They look a little further, now.’

Six months later Iceland declared war on England, Scotland and Wales, the price of Pauline and Nigel’s Euroscepticism.​

 

[ratsy]

'And the non-believers shall dry on the path of life' - First Gnome 22:01


“Why is the sky blue?” baby worm asked his mother.

“Who cares,” she replied.

“Why are we here?” Flustered, he inched closer.

“To eat dirt.”

“Isn’t there more than that?”

The rain fell and they were washed out of their dirt home. Baby worm found his mother the next morning, dried on the sidewalk.

“I guess she wasn’t a believer,” he said to no one, and crossed to the garden gnome, bowing deeply.

 

[TheDustyZebra]

Stories Posted


Feeling indecisive, my little halfling fool?

Too dangerous, evening dancing; ambush backfired.

Too late, Google believes. We escape.

Eleven steps, cannibals lie near death -- cold meat.

Life strategy: dismember damsels.

My path: killing you, enchanting dandelion.

Trail terminates. Another job, classic paradox.

Windy way expresses itself; rude gesture digs deeper. Bloody clam.

Through spacetime be reborn: vision ended.

Alternate reality coiled tightly.

High road, crumbling city.

Existential paradox awaited contact, gazed across dirt home.

Next.

 

[mosaix]

Mr White's Statement To Immigration Control

I was late and rushing, so only just avoided bumping into her. She gave me a strange look and started following me, like she'd never seen a pocket watch before!

Hatter says I should have gone through the hedge instead of leading her down the hole. But that would be another story.

I have to say that writing this would be so much easier if this raven would just sit still for a moment.