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  • MSG
Re: One sentence story.
Reply #25
The red node was still without discernible form as it rocketed toward to landfall with the butte. As it seemed an explosive crash was inevitable, Emmet winced involuntarily, but at the very last moment, the node's flight abruptly slowed to a hover, a few yards above the ground.
braying among the ruins

  • borealis
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Reply #26
Behind him the earth roiled and cracked as millions of struggling creatures clawed, squirmed, or wriggled their way to the surface. Most eruptions resulted in only a few quivering shards of bone, but some, dead more recently arose largely complete, if not all that healthy looking. On the other side of the landing zone, he saw crowded buffalo skulls rolling, and in the midst of them, something very large indeed, struggling to stand on gigantic hind limbs, its heavy dagger-toothed skull swaying high above the ground..

  • MSG
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Reply #27
On the other side of the galaxy, Senior Under-Secretary of Intragalactic Trade and Space Relations Annamalai Meekathisundaram shifted impatiently in his high-sided swivel chair, as the techs struggled to stabilise the wormhole communication channel. He needed to get face to face with Admiral Scheitmuler before the crazy old warmonger unleashed forces he clearly didn't understand, and not even he could control. But even now, Anna feared he was too late.
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  • borealis
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Reply #28
"It's a goddamn alien spaceship!" Emmet said out loud. The red lit shape hovered, a loud hum surrounding it, a hum that vibrated every bone in his body. And all those other bones, it seems, he thought indistinctly. He tried to avoid the eyeless stony gaze of the fossilised dinosaur trampling the buffalo bones. Two or three of the bison were intact, at least enough so that they were making clumsy charges at the giant. It swept them aside with a single swing of its head.

  • MSG
Re: One sentence story.
Reply #29
Emmet's face cracked into an unexpected smile. "Man," he laughed, "I wish that fucker Hawkins wuz around to see this!"
braying among the ruins

  • borealis
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Re: One sentence story.
Reply #30
His smile faded as he recalled the devastated Missouri landscape that Hawkins' goats, having finally chewed their way out of their cage, had precipitated. Holed up in the woods and too suspicious to ever let a human get near them again, they'd mated with an old billy who'd jumped fence from a petting zoo. Within a few years there were thousands of them, wild, wily, vicious if cornered, small enough to hide in even low, well-pruned vegetation. Nothing grew in that ill-fated state these days except weeds and goat-coppiced willow and poplar.

  • MSG
Re: One sentence story.
Reply #31
High above, the irony of this thought was lost on the craggy-faced Admiral who had once used the denuded landscape, and its caprine causes, to launch his earliest inter-galactic adventure. That was some 47 Earth-years ago. Today, those goats were decisively returning home to roost.
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  • borealis
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Re: One sentence story.
Reply #32
While the craft hovered, seemingly hesitant to descend entirely, its broad cast node net pulsed slowly. Emmet, no more a scientist than the unfortunate Hawkins, was nevertheless a naturally keen observer. The T-rex, if that's what it was, had reduced the more lively bison to disarticulated bones, but those bones rolled and clacked firmly into sockets as if deliberately seeking wholeness. What's more, a much more recently deceased prairie dog not far from Emmets cowboy booted feet appeared to be, well, filling out, its desiccated skin plumping up with muscle as it feebly scrabbled at the dry grass. A glance behind him confirmed that this remarkable resurrection of the flesh was proceeding at a great rate across the plain, antelope bones clothing themselves in new skin and tissue, mountain lions sinuously taking shape, millions of mice, deer, ferrets crowding all of the available space, and flocks of reanimated birds struggling to take to the air. Further away, a small figure marched resolutely through the animal mayhem. Hattie, no doubt. And rather more together than a couple hours ago. Probably got her voice back and all. He winced.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #33
While they were together Emmet had always put up with Hattie's nagging patter; always letting her speak uninterrupted.  But now more than ever Emmet was dreading what would come out of her mouth.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #34
Anything from toads to the nuclear codes was now possible.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

  • borealis
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Re: One sentence story.
Reply #35
Hattie was thinking again, not entirely coherently, but thinking full thoughts based on observations of things she could see. She didn't know why, in this strange state of resurrection, she felt compelled to stride as swiftly as possible towards Emmet and the spaceship, but she didn't question the urge. She tried to avoid the more dangerous animals that crowded her path, though they didn't appear to have much interest in her, busy growing new flesh and organs as they were.

Emmet. Her memories of why exactly she was so blindingly angry with him were clouded, attached as they were to the moments surrounding her death. She knew damn well she had been dead, having watched with detached wonder as her body restored itself and her mind returned to some new kind of working order. Her mad pastor father would have said this was Judgement Day, but she doubted even his bullshit theology could have accounted for this event.

An eyeless Triceratops lumbered towards her and she stepped aside to let it pass, dimly thinking that stone bones must need extra time to rise. She pressed on.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #36
Out of some invisible loudspeaker, a choral version of an old hymn began playing with the distinct scratches and pops of an old 78 rpm record, "Ezekiel said dem dry bones, Ezekiel said dem dry bones, Ezekiel said dem dry bones now hear the word of the Lord".
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

  • borealis
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Re: One sentence story.
Reply #37
The hymn was emanating from the spaceship. Emmet stared upwards, wondering if it was some awkward attempt at communication by some intelligence within. If so, the occupants were a little behind on the status of earth technology. He recalled old pop science articles that said aliens would first hear earth's long ago radio transmissions. Maybe that was true, and the aliens hadn't figured it out.

The T-rex had stopped messing with the bison and sat motionless on its hind legs and heavy tail. Its newly formed eyes gazed steadily at the noisy glowing thing overhead, as if contemplating whether the thing was within its reach.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #38
The newly revived creatures began to gather under the spaceship, as if commanded to by some unheard voice.  Soon, a large and wildly diverse menagerie had formed.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #39
Then MSG died, and there was much rejoicing.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #40
The rejoicing, however, was soon followed by confused panic as his corpse opened its eyes and stood up, a vacuous hatred clearly emanating from his once dead gaze as he surveyed his new world.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

  • borealis
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Re: One sentence story.
Reply #41
He was about to angrily complain to his dancing, celebrating underlings, but they were finished with the fun and currently running away from the waste water pond MSG had just drowned in as fast as their desert boots would let them. Something clawed painfully at his shin and he looked down to see a desiccated but unpleasantly lively paw hooking spasmodically into his pant leg. As he stared, a second paw scrabbled out of the loose sand, hauling behind it a half-reconstituted feral tabby. With a shout of horrified rage he shook it off, the motion throwing the cat a good three metres away. It was already healthy enough to take off at high speed, leaping over the roiling dirt as it fled.

Now he stood, mouth hanging open stupidly as thousands of critters squirmed, clawed, battered and slithered their way into the air. Two towering moa were rising on uncertain legs off to his right. In the far distance, several four-legged dog-like animals ran. He thought their backs might be striped.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #42
"What the fuck is going on here!?" cried the interloper, startling everyone except, weirdly, the cat.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #43
The cat clearly had enough concerns at that exact moment.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor

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Re: One sentence story.
Reply #44
At that moment he became aware of the low hum emanating from above. Looking up at last he saw the faint latticework covering the sky. At the same time he could feel the ground shifting under his feet and decided moving away from the centre of activity might make sense - and it was a centre, the flat landscape offered a long view, it seemed obvious that this mad revival was being accomplished through some emanation from the nodes. He began walking steadily towards what looked to be solid, silent earth.

On the other side of the planet, Emmet found himself enveloped in a vast cloud of flying insects. He waved them away, energetically flapping his arms. Hattie laughed at him. "Over there." Her voice still creaked a little, but otherwise she appeared much the same as before her untimely encounter with Emmet's shovel. She pointed. "Nothing is happening over there. It may be safer."

Emmet nodded agreement. Whoever was in the damn spaceship, aliens or Russians or secret government agencies, they didn't seem inclined to tell him what was going on. Turning away, he followed Hattie as she marched forward. Fleetingly he wondered what she was thinking.

Re: One sentence story.
Reply #45
As crazy as everything seemed, it was only natural that he considered eating a fair portion of the sheet of blotter paper he had tucked away in his backpack. It had been carefully soaked in LSD-25 only a day or two before but his original plans seemed to have gone astray. Those plans were made a lifetime ago. He noticed he had an erection. That was strange. And inconvenient.
Love is like a magic penny
 if you hold it tight you won't have any
if you give it away you'll have so many
they'll be rolling all over the floor