Firstly my apologies for last weeks lack of #3forThursday. The flu really sucks especially when it nails your whole family!
Anyways…
Here are the voting results.
Winners!!!
Anyways…
Here are the voting results.
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This weeks challenge saw six story entries, a three-fold increase from the week before! @MLGammella aka Miranda Gammella did a stand up job of submitting for each category! Way to go! She was also the only entry in the Classic Challenge so by default, this belongs to you!
To say it was short and sweet is an understatement! 39 words!
Flight
MLGammella
The petrified body came crashing down through the derelict house from the attic, the rotten wood finally giving way. The body, a shriveled, gray thing, laid motionless, staring up into the heavens, hoping for answers that would never come.
The petrified body came crashing down through the derelict house from the attic, the rotten wood finally giving way. The body, a shriveled, gray thing, laid motionless, staring up into the heavens, hoping for answers that would never come.
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Miranda also won this badge:
For the most votes for
Home Sweet Home
By @MLGammella
The house stood, waiting for his return. Perhaps he wouldn’t notice the faded shutters, the broken windows, or the peeling paint. The overgrown grass hid cracks in the foundation.
The house waited.
Strange men came and ripped the copper pipes from the house, leaving the house with gaping scars.
The house was shamed.
It was a derelict. He wouldn’t want to live there anymore.
But yet, he returned with a smile, his old, blind eyes not seeing the ravages of time. With a caress along the doorframe, he shuffled in to its welcoming shelter and rested.
The house was redeemed.
Searching Down into the Deep
By @MLGammella
By @MLGammella
The house stood, waiting for his return. Perhaps he wouldn’t notice the faded shutters, the broken windows, or the peeling paint. The overgrown grass hid cracks in the foundation.
The house waited.
Strange men came and ripped the copper pipes from the house, leaving the house with gaping scars.
The house was shamed.
It was a derelict. He wouldn’t want to live there anymore.
But yet, he returned with a smile, his old, blind eyes not seeing the ravages of time. With a caress along the doorframe, he shuffled in to its welcoming shelter and rested.
The house was redeemed.
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Did she manage to sweep?
Well actually, yes.
She also took home the prize for the Blind Challenge as well with:
By @MLGammella
The two surveyors examined the exterior derelict hulk as it floated, its orbit slowly degrading as the gravitational pull of the planet below pulled it down.
“What do you think, Maverick?” Henderson asked through the comlink.
“I think this is a ancient piece of spaceflot. I have no idea why Chambers thought anything was going to be salvageable,” Maverick answered.
“Must be something important inside,” Henderson commented.
“Perhaps,” Maverick agreed. Personally, despite his dismissal of the hulk of metal at his feet, he was intrigued.
Aspects of the ruined ship matched one that had gone missing decades ago, the Nautilus.
Maverick and Henderson cut through the docking plate on the ravaged hull of the ship. The titanium torch made quick work, allowing the two men to finally enter the ship.
The dock plate didn’t come crashing down as expected. With the main power either off or not functioning, the grav system and life support was useless. They needed to find the main power grid.
“Chambers, we’re in,” Maverick reported.
“Roger, that,” their commanding officer replied.
After finding and opening an access panel, Henderson manually opened the inner door of the airlock.
What was on the other side was totally unexpected.
“Holy hell, Maverick. Have you ever seen anything like this before?” Henderson asked.
“No,” Maverick responded. “Although, I’ve heard rumors about what this could be.”
Activating their anti-grav boots, the men walked through the airlock toward the petrified artifact in front of them.
Maverick kept his distance from the object. The glint of bronze along the wall caught his eye. Carefully, he brushed the grime away.
“It’s the Nautilus,” he whispered, realization of what the artifact really filling him with dread.
Maverick looked over a moment too late as Henderson approached the artifact with his hand extended.
“Henderson, no!”
“What do you think, Maverick?” Henderson asked through the comlink.
“I think this is a ancient piece of spaceflot. I have no idea why Chambers thought anything was going to be salvageable,” Maverick answered.
“Must be something important inside,” Henderson commented.
“Perhaps,” Maverick agreed. Personally, despite his dismissal of the hulk of metal at his feet, he was intrigued.
Aspects of the ruined ship matched one that had gone missing decades ago, the Nautilus.
Maverick and Henderson cut through the docking plate on the ravaged hull of the ship. The titanium torch made quick work, allowing the two men to finally enter the ship.
The dock plate didn’t come crashing down as expected. With the main power either off or not functioning, the grav system and life support was useless. They needed to find the main power grid.
“Chambers, we’re in,” Maverick reported.
“Roger, that,” their commanding officer replied.
After finding and opening an access panel, Henderson manually opened the inner door of the airlock.
What was on the other side was totally unexpected.
“Holy hell, Maverick. Have you ever seen anything like this before?” Henderson asked.
“No,” Maverick responded. “Although, I’ve heard rumors about what this could be.”
Activating their anti-grav boots, the men walked through the airlock toward the petrified artifact in front of them.
Maverick kept his distance from the object. The glint of bronze along the wall caught his eye. Carefully, he brushed the grime away.
“It’s the Nautilus,” he whispered, realization of what the artifact really filling him with dread.
Maverick looked over a moment too late as Henderson approached the artifact with his hand extended.
“Henderson, no!”
Yeap, this badge is hers:
And there was a tie for the BIG WINNER between Miranda Gammella and well, I think you may figure it out. Check out her blog:
Searching Down the Deep and Home Sweet Home. Normally I'd do a tie breaker…
Look forward to her extra special prompt for the challenge on October 20th!
Wow, me? Really? Me? LOL It was a lot of fun after I got the rules figured out. :) I look forward to playing this week. I'm glad that you and the family are feeling better.
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