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Challenge #56
Submitted by: eyenot
Challenge 56 - The catch-phrase should be dialogue and used in the first line. The POV should be first person, present tense. The rest is up to you!
Started: Dec. 20th, 2007
Words/time: 496, about 20 min.
Title: Here Today, Goo Tomorrow
"Here today, gone tomorrow," the man proclaimed, as he walked into the room through the front door. All of the guests applauded.
"What ho," and, "another grand entrance from his supreme loyal lordship!" were the typical statements made.
His lordship sat down and the guests resumed dancing and conversing. His best friend approached and asked if he could be seated with him, so his lordship consented and his best friend sat on his lap as was customary.
"Your lordship," his friend began, and waited to see if it would be proper to continue. His lordship waved his hand, so his friend spoke, "might I offer some criticism of your method of entrance?" His lordship consented. "I think it was brilliant, but you might try using fewer words -- the guests are very aesthetically sharp and cannot bear to wait through long speech without their knees giving out." His lordship made a note of it.
Just then, the chandelier began emitting sparks which singed the wigs and gowns of the guests, and everyone was asked to repair to the slug atrium for entertainment while the repairman was called in to fix the chandelier.
The best friend was there in lieu of the help, and wrung his hands, goading the repairman. "His lordship bought it only ten years ago," the best friend explained, "it's worked fine until now."
The repairman was taking in the chandelier wide-eyed. "It's been running full-tilt like this for ten years?"
"Full-tilt? Explain, repairman," ordered the best friend.
The repairman turned to face the best friend, awestruck. "This is a class-4 model universe. Not a light source." A large and bright gob fell to the floor and began eating through.
"Oh, horrendous! Right here the manual says: 'entirely self-contained'. This is completely unacceptable," the best friend complained.
"Get out. Get everybody out of the house right now." The repairman ordered, the best friend looking at him as if he was an idiot.
"Get out? But the guests are enjoying the slugs!"
"Get out! Now!" and with that, the repairman popped out.
The best friend, harumphing, went to the slug atrium and the elbow of his lordship. "The repairman says everyone should leave."
The guests were laughing, enjoying the thousands of slugs, several having stripped down so the slugs could cover their bodies in slime. "What? Now? And ruin this perfectly good evening? I think not."
The best friend nodded. "I agree. After the party is over. Of course, any damages will be reclaimed from the manufact--"
The house and all the guests melted. The repairman returned once the stellar matter had cooled somewhat and watched as the investigator collected the sphere's shell field, identification tag, and little black box.
"So, alright: stellar overload leading to mass disintegrity. Not much you could do, besides, code doesn't require you remain present in the vacinity of dangerous malfunctions." the investigator smiled.
"Too bad what happened," the repairman apologized.
"Too bad you weren't here to see it," the investigator joked.
Challenge 56 - The catch-phrase should be dialogue and used in the first line. The POV should be first person, present tense. The rest is up to you!
Started: Dec. 20th, 2007
Words/time: 496, about 20 min.
Title: Here Today, Goo Tomorrow
"Here today, gone tomorrow," the man proclaimed, as he walked into the room through the front door. All of the guests applauded.
"What ho," and, "another grand entrance from his supreme loyal lordship!" were the typical statements made.
His lordship sat down and the guests resumed dancing and conversing. His best friend approached and asked if he could be seated with him, so his lordship consented and his best friend sat on his lap as was customary.
"Your lordship," his friend began, and waited to see if it would be proper to continue. His lordship waved his hand, so his friend spoke, "might I offer some criticism of your method of entrance?" His lordship consented. "I think it was brilliant, but you might try using fewer words -- the guests are very aesthetically sharp and cannot bear to wait through long speech without their knees giving out." His lordship made a note of it.
Just then, the chandelier began emitting sparks which singed the wigs and gowns of the guests, and everyone was asked to repair to the slug atrium for entertainment while the repairman was called in to fix the chandelier.
The best friend was there in lieu of the help, and wrung his hands, goading the repairman. "His lordship bought it only ten years ago," the best friend explained, "it's worked fine until now."
The repairman was taking in the chandelier wide-eyed. "It's been running full-tilt like this for ten years?"
"Full-tilt? Explain, repairman," ordered the best friend.
The repairman turned to face the best friend, awestruck. "This is a class-4 model universe. Not a light source." A large and bright gob fell to the floor and began eating through.
"Oh, horrendous! Right here the manual says: 'entirely self-contained'. This is completely unacceptable," the best friend complained.
"Get out. Get everybody out of the house right now." The repairman ordered, the best friend looking at him as if he was an idiot.
"Get out? But the guests are enjoying the slugs!"
"Get out! Now!" and with that, the repairman popped out.
The best friend, harumphing, went to the slug atrium and the elbow of his lordship. "The repairman says everyone should leave."
The guests were laughing, enjoying the thousands of slugs, several having stripped down so the slugs could cover their bodies in slime. "What? Now? And ruin this perfectly good evening? I think not."
The best friend nodded. "I agree. After the party is over. Of course, any damages will be reclaimed from the manufact--"
The house and all the guests melted. The repairman returned once the stellar matter had cooled somewhat and watched as the investigator collected the sphere's shell field, identification tag, and little black box.
"So, alright: stellar overload leading to mass disintegrity. Not much you could do, besides, code doesn't require you remain present in the vacinity of dangerous malfunctions." the investigator smiled.
"Too bad what happened," the repairman apologized.
"Too bad you weren't here to see it," the investigator joked.