Friday Flash Fiction 3: Fighter Bombers
Time for another week of Friday flash fiction! To recap:
That means I will post a small prompt every Friday. The following Tuesday, I’ll update the post with links to your own stories on your own blogs or even the EVE forum (preferably submitted through the comments here). This might consist of a phrase, or an object, or a location, or something else. Use it as the core theme, the starting sentence, or anything else; you just have to include it somewhere in the story. And the story should be really short. Definitely under one thousand words, but even greater brevity has great value. If you can tell a cohesive story (character, plot, theme) in a bare few sentences, go for it.
This week’s prompt:
New Eden has seen new craft take the field this week, with the deployment of fighter-bombers designed to threaten and destroy capital ships as part of Dominion 1.1. These craft have non-capsuleer pilots controlling them, much like the existing fighters. Your story should reference these fighter-bombers in some way. Maybe a FB pilot prepares for an engagement in which she’ll pilot such a craft, or pirates look to steal the technology and resell it, or maybe station crew observe a battle involving these ships. Or maybe you’ll even examine the origins behind their names.
Let’s see what you’ve got!
Entries:
- Astrum Arcanum
- A Vasty Nothingness
- Diary of a pod pilot
- Ecliptic Rift
- Mike Azariah
- Nestor the Chronicled
- Nullsec Carebear
- Stitcher
- Tastes Like Chicken
Related posts:
Date: 2010-01-22
Categories: Friday Flash Fiction
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Kaar Baak
“All set Chief. Those new FBs are loaded and ready to go,” Crewman D'Tar waved a wrench at the shiny row of death-dealers in the launch bay.
“I don't know what the big goddamn deal is with these things,” the Chief muttered. “Like we weren't killing big enough ships fast enough?” Chief Tranden was an engineer….a builder…a creator. Enemy or not, he despised seeing man's creations destroyed. And for what? An empty portion of space? A system with maybe one inhabitable planet that would likely end up raped for it's resources anyway?
He had seen entire fleets of Hulks destroyed to fill the pockets of a few reckless capsuleers with ISK to be spent on implants and ships so that they can become even more effective at destruction. Wars of principle ended eons ago. The fight over slavery being the closest thing to a 'cause' in the galaxy. But who really cared if a few dirty, uneducated wretches spent their otherwise useless lives serving tea to wealthy, self-proclaimed (and equally worthless) nobles?
A man's hands and mind are what set him apart from the animals. The real sin is to waste those gifts and leave no physical creation behind to represent his life. These new ships were machined and crafted by an artisan. It was the Chief's shame that his greatest gift was the ability to create the most lethal machines in the galaxy. He took one last look at them and turned to walk away.
“At least I'm good at something.”
Friday Flash Fiction 3: Fighter Bombers « A Vasty Nothingness
[...] Flash Fiction 3: Fighter Bombers My first attempt at Ecliptic Rift’s Flash Fiction. “This…” the Gallentean Fighter pilot dropped his spoon into the rehydrated [...]
Ilfort
My first attempt at this too
I hope you don't mind, I posted it on my own blog…
http://avastynothingness.wordpress.com/2010/01/...
Casiella Truza
I don't mind at all. It's easier for me if it's on your own blog and you just post a link in the comments… like you just did.
Ilfort
Awesome. I hope it's alright…!
planetarygenocide
http://planetarygenocide.blogspot.com/2010/01/f... <- my meh effort. Lol
planetarygenocide
oh, and that's my first attempt
Mike Azariah
My shot at it. managed to keep it to about 500 words
http://podlogs.com/mikeazariah/2010/01/23/you-could-be-right-there-flying/
mike
Ecliptic Rift » The God-tooth
[...] for Flash Fiction 3. [...]
bearlord
This seems like a great exercise. I think I'll have to write one every week
http://astrumarcanum.blogspot.com/2010/01/price...
Casiella Truza
Please do! That's why I have them scheduled out (weeks in advance, actually, heh).
Nestor
I'll throw my hat in the ring too, why not. I enjoy them enough; might as well contribute, nu?
http://podlogs.com/nestor/2010/01/24/friday-fla...
Astrum Arcanum
The Price of Patience…
Nighttime. Darkness. Here it was always night. Though distant stars lorded over the daytime of a billion planets, their sparse glimmer sat like dust on the obsidian void. Pinpo……
Myrhial Arkenath
Ugh, had a hard time with this due to knowing relatively little about all things capital ships, but right on the deadline I just gave it my best try: http://myrhial.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-flas...