Weird creative exercise:

Take a existing story change something in its name and tell us what the new story is about.

Star Trek Section 31.

Tar Track Section 31
The story of an construction team that comes in if heavy work is needed.
Tar Track Section 31 tells us about the Autobahn Abschnitt 31 (roughly Highway Section 31) between Section 30 and 32. The asphalt is damaged heavily but its also one of the most used sections thanks to its cross connections to other Sections.
Our team of 10 Misfit Veteran Street Construction Workers (MVSCW) has to deal with the chaotic situation, weird tech problems and nothing less than the complete breakdown of Section 31 is on the brink.
Can our heroes prevent the shutdown of the entire traffic?
They only have 3 days to save this part from the collapse. And of course emotional packages are involved. Can the for worker pull his team together and make a miracle happen?

TTS31 today on a street near you.

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Tomb Raider ASC.

The Tomb Raider association, despite their illegal nature and despicable habits was, by all accounts, one of the best weapons in keeping the integrity of the timelines clean.
While most time travel criminals where to powerful and surrounded by power hungry idiots in life, this rarely applied to their death or grave side.
It was way easier to sweep the technology that shouldn't exist yet, after their death, sacking the corpse and replace it with a surrogate. The biggest issues the TR ASC had where actual tomb raider that didn't work for them.

#writing #TimeTravel #SciFi #SomethingElse #OneTootStory

Someone: "Look how the eyes of this one pop?! I love it, the smiling its teeth. How did you do the nose?

Someone Else: "I went with the structure."

S: "Amazing how you did it. What did you do with the flesh?"

SE: "Flesh? Oh right I made a tasty stew out of it & with the juice I will make some jam."

S: "Please give me a notice if you do. I would pay much for a glass of good jam, I just love the taste."

SE: "Sure, here I give you my card you can call me anytime, speak to the AM if I'm not answering myself."

S: "This is why I love such autumn events, nothing beats a good carving contest & nice talks."

SE: "100%! Can I see your work?"

S: "Of course."

SE: "OH MY freaking gosh! You poked carrots in its eye sockets? That is an amazing idea!"

S: "Was quite a work human skulls are so sturdy."

The Pumpkins laughed in joy about their shared experiences.

#SomethingElse #writing #Halloween #PumpkinCarving #Pumpkin #Horror #Creepy

Putting the Phantastik Prompts answer of 29.09.2025 here also, because it fits the bill.

https://nerdculture.de/@AnnaSaultron/115287104299614428

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Anna Saultron :progresspride: (@AnnaSaultron@nerdculture.de)

29.09.2025 Frei nach einem Vorschlag von Anna Saultron: Werde kreativ, wenn du magst. Wähle eines oder mehrere dieser Worte und schreibe eine kleine Mikrofiction: Kühlschrank – entrüstet – Raumstation – Nachtwächter – Feuer Nehm ich halt alle. 1/2 Der Techniker trug ein Namensschild mit persönlichen Pronomen, bemerkte John. Das machte Dinge einfacher und sorgte für weniger betretenes nachfragen. "Ihr Kühlschrank muss entrüstet werden." John blinzelte verdutzt. "Bitte was?" Der Techniker wiederholte sich: "Ihr Kühlschrank muss entrüstet werden." Es war ein kleines Schiff und nicht im guten Zustand aber als Kühlschrank hatte es noch keiner bezeichnet. John sah den Techniker hoch verwirrt an. In langsamen Ton wiederholte er: "Ihr Kühlschrank muss entrüstet werden." John hob den Zeigefinger in die Luft als ihm eine Idee kam und er lächelte den Techniker an. In seiner Tasche wühlend sprach er: "Ich glaube unsere Übersetzer haben einen ➡️ #phantastikprompts Ketchup 29.09.2025 #MicroFiction

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The 4. Wall Wizard.

The wizard leaned against the 4. Wall speaking to you, in his rough voice. "I noticed you where rooting for the good guy to win. I should cast a spell on you just to remind you to not taking sites before the time has come. How about I would force you to manual breathing?"
Or think about a chameleon?
Oh I know what to do to you.
You will bave the Tetris soundtrack stuck in your head!

#Wizard #Fantasy #Fiction #OneTootFiction #writing #SomethingElse

2/2 ⬅️ it would probably knock me dead, splitting my skull like a peanut."
"Do you have a death wish?" the voice clearly didn't expected something like this.
"Not the slightest but it's funny not like haha but like huh?"
"What's so funny wrinkle?"
"60 years ago I stand where you are now, pointing my gun at the owner of this shop. I didn't go home with more money that day."
"What instead? Old tech is quite valuable."
"Nothing, the old man died do to n heart attack. His last will made clear whoever stepped through the door last, the day he died, inherits the shop. Same as my last wish."
"What's that for a stupid story?"
"It might be stupid but it's true."
"Your crazy old man." The door closed again, footsteps running away, silence.
The old man grabbed his chest. He was old...
The Neon sign outside pulsed in the fog. It's cursive letters read "Refurbished Dreams. Free trial."

#Cyberpunk #Dystopia #Fiction #writing #SomethingElse

1/2
The neon sign blinked in the early morning fog desperately fighting to be seen in this early grey blue and clouded scenario.

An old man used his cybernetic arm to unlock the cage door to his shop before he opened the main door.

Insight shelfs over shelfs with dusty old media chips and player.

As he entered he smiled gently the smile of a man who saw old friends after a long time and his eyes lit up.

His biological hand tapped against each shelf as he went by. He mumbled:"Still here my friend."
Behind him the door opened and he heard a weapon ready to fire.
"Oldster give me your money!"
It was a young voice he wasn't sure if it belonged to someone he knew.
He lifted his hands over his shoulders and spoke. "If your looking for money good luck, please tell me if you find something I would love to share it."
"Are you crazy, Oldtimer? I pointing a gun at you!"
"Oh I heard that a 9mm if I'm guessing correctly and in this angle ➡️

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5/5 ⬅️ Take this for your hard work." I hand them a bunndle of carrots I didn't needed because my harvest was way more than enough. As I close the door into their face I say a gentle: "Toodleloo, if you come back next time I might have more carrots for your cult maybe it will help you see the light sooner rather than later."

The carrot in my hand smiles at me as we both congratulate ourselves to a new fertile ground.

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4/5 ⬅️ "As I said before I'm here to talk to you." A pause I do not move just smile. "About our Lord and Savior." I till smile, saying nothing, just smiling. "Who wants you to follow his call for our cause."
They looks suspiciously while I smile before I interrupt the silence the moment they seem to start talking again. "So what is this cause?" They blink before answering: "To bring eternal night and punish the ones bringing false enlightenment."
"How can it be false, is it only a reflection? Are you a Dark Cult? That's Bad, if you only had said that earlier. I could have savet you all of this trouble right away, you see, nah what am I'm talking it's a dark cult your probably can't see, if you extinguish every light source, I have bad eyesight especially in the dark if you don't want to be stabbed, by accident, you don't want me near your group ever. Do you like carrots?

Pure delusion settles in...
"Carrots?" "Yeah you know carrots are good for you eyes, here.➡️
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3/5 ⬅️ had Watts & it didn't sparked joy, you need to get more invested in this, tell me about your lady & savior." I put on my most encouraging smile that always sells.

"Our LORD and savior..." "Savior of what?" I see a pulsing vein on there forehead.

"Of you!" "But I'm not in need of salvation. And you don't even know if you are saved by a Lord or Lady."

"A LORD!"
"Like a Landlord?"
"NO not like a landlord like the one lord!" "Do you mean God?" "No not God I mean Satanas!"
"Why is he wet?"
"Wet?"
"You said Sata-nass, nass is German and means wet. Does your Lord don't speak German?"
"Why should he speak German?!" The vein really starts to pulse visible.
"Lord implies a rank, ranks comes with benefits but what's the benefits of you don't even speak a second language?"

"HE DOESN'T NEED another language his language is universal!"
"Oh that sounds like a great deal go on," I shift forwards trying to look inviting.

They straighten their body & begins again.➡️
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