Stories

Gay Ellis Considers Her Favourite Things

17th August 2012
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Craters on Moonbase, and chest hair on Foster, Summer approaching, and holiday roster Launched interceptor, moon under its wings These are a few of my favourite things. Guys in blue flight suits, unzipped to the navel Skydiver Captain, with eyes that are hazel, Lt. Lewis in vest made of string, These are a few of my favourite things. Cream-clad Commander, with crisp way of talking Blond-haired and slender, so elegant…

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P.D.I. (Personal Development Interview)

11th June 2012
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  It was bloody annoying really. Starting to cry. Especially when she was driving to work. On the motorway as well. But there was the comfort of it being an early morning in January so it was dark. No one could see her feeble attempts to stem the tears that trailed down the side of her nose. Bugger. Her handkerchief was in her trouser pocket. No chance to get at…

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Home

11th June 2012
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First in a series of vignettes. He signed his name, a neat squiggle at the bottom of the final page. His initials were enough for the rest of the documents, but they insisted on a full signature to complete the transaction. Done. The woman held out her hand as if to shake his, but the man, busy folding the papers and putting them in his briefcase, was oblivious to the…

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The Boat

2nd June 2012
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One last bit to stick on. Make sure there’s not too much glue. Don’t use so much the fumes get to you. Like a guy would do that. John Rutland looked at the model his Dad brought him the last time he visited. It was a good boat and John was very proud to be able to put it together all by himself. Now, it had to dry before he…

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Leadership Exercise

2nd June 2012
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Some time ago, in another UFOverse we were issued a challenge. The Challenge was as follows: Ed Straker is found dead in an alley way in London. There are no marks on the body. Toxicology has not been completed. The only clue to what has happened is a suitcase containing a red space suit.   As the protem leader of SHADO, what do you do? You have five minutes.   The…

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Lost Souls

1st May 2012
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Miss Baxter put the phone down in blank and distressed silence before she walked through to the living room and looked at the pile of exercise books on her desk. The television was blaring in the background, some reality programme about ice skaters and low-level celebrities. She never really bothered with early evening telly, preferring the grittier US dramas even though they were far-fetched. She sat down and clasped her…

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Glitch in the Machine: dragon

1st May 2012
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Originally in response to the Glitch in the Machine challenge. Savvy Sevy In which Alec is getting used to having a family … The sound of heavy metal was deafening as Alec walked into the garage attached to his house. His car was up on lifts, a pair of long shapely leggings hugged legs ending in paratroop boots sticking out from under the engine area. He turned the music off…

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The Highwayman

1st April 2012
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Based on the poem. all things UFO belong to someone else. All OC’s are mine, mine, mine … yeah, a little possessive there <laughter> PART ONE                                                 I    THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,     The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,     The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,     And the highwayman came riding—                      …

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