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Stranded, Part 9 Mar 30

Here’s this week’s entry for the 100 Word Stories Podcast’s Weekly Challenge. The theme was Nightingale

Stranded, Part 9

Josh ran into the ship’s med section, using the last of his strength, he pressed his hand against the biometric scanner, the hatch opened.

He quickly climbed into the Nightingale, Mk IV., careful not to shift the cloth that kept the blood from gushing out of his leg.

It was foresight that Space Command included the automated med machine, without it he would be dead.

It would take the Nightingale at least two weeks to regenerate the large chuck of flesh that was missing. Then he would take care of that little red beast that had tried to eat him.

Stranded, Part 8 Mar 23

Greetings Earthlings, Here is Part 8 of Stranded, as submitted to the 100 Word Stories Podcast’s Weekly Challenge #101, The Theme this week was “Life in the Sewer”

Bizrocca strolled slowly along the walkway deep in thought.

Here she was working her ass off to keep them living the life style that they were accustomed to, and what does he do.

He gives her that tasteless birthday cake with little meat in it, and she was sure he had used the neighbors pet as the main ingredient. Why she had found the toenails from seven of the beast’s feet in the cake for god’s sake.

And just what does he say….

“But my lumpy dumpy, I wanted to catch that 4 legged beast the earthling brought with him, but it was just too fast for me.”

Too fast for him, shit, he was just too fucken lazy to get off his ass and leave their comfortable house.

Well, that was life in the sewer, it just doesn’t get any better than this on Mars.

Stranded – Part 7 Mar 16

Here is my entry for the 100 Word Stories Podcast, Weekly Challenge #100 with the theme, Cake.

Stranded, Part 7

Bizroc looked at the recipe once again as he prepared the ingredients,

1 cup of ground malni root
1 teaspoon of fugg powder
1 torful egg, divided
1 tablespoon of groggy grease
2 cups of briz flour

Yup, he had all of them set aside.
Now all he had to do is find the main ingredient.
He had seen the two legged earthling a couple of times,
that would be more than enough meat,
maybe too much, he hated to be wasteful.
Ah, but that four legged earthling he saw running round the last few days would be just right size for the recipe.
How to catch it, that was a problem, it was so quick.

Well, Bizrocca better appreciate her special birthday cake this year,
With all the trouble he was going through to make it for her.

Stranded – Part 6 Mar 09

Here’s my entry for the 100 Word Stories Podcast’s Weekly Challenge #99. The topic was Hemorrhage.

Stranded, Part 6

Fuel, glorious Fuel!
I started early in the morning searching the cargo wreckage.
I had just about given up finding anything worthwhile.
Then I found it,
Fuel, glorious Fuel.
With it, came Hemorrhage.
Now I can Hemorrhage in the morning,
Hemorrhage at noon,
and Hemorrhage at night
I had forgotten how I enjoyed Fuel and their Hemorrhage
No, not fuel as in gas,
Fuel, the band, and the Best of Fuel CD I brought.
There’s nothing like a little Hemorrhage in the morning to get you going.
This is Josh Jones, survivor, Signing off

Stranded – Part 5 Mar 03

Greetings Earthlings, This is my entry for the 100 Word Stories Podcast Weekly Challenge #98, At My Own Funeral

Stranded, Part 5

Day what, I don’t know, I’ve lost track of how long it has been since the crash.

I have just spent the last several days working with the communications equipment and have partially repaired the Vid-Comm. I now can at least receive transmissions from Earth but still unable to let Space Command know I am alive.

The first transmission I have received was ICN anchor Dan Quayle discussing the explosion of the landing module on descent and how the Phoenix, the main ship, is still in orbit around the planet. He said that Space Command will be remotely using the Phoenix to survey the planet for wreckage but there was no hope for survivors.

This evening, Dan narrated during the memorial service as President Clinton and the First Husband placed wreaths for each of the crew members next to a stone replica of the Phoenix. I never thought that there would be a day where I could watch and be at my own funeral.

This is Josh Jones, survivor, signing off.