Kit BashirIf you’d asked the bankers what they wanted they’d have said “faster spreadsheets”. An accounting system that siphons profits into random debt forgiveness jubilees actually works out to be better for society /and/ the economy. They’re not ready for it yet, but in three to five quarters we expect to enable the Universal Basic Income feature flag globally.
NaraMoore ⛩️👻八尺様👻⛩️ at Fedi#TimeTravelingGhost Part 34: EP 2: 1937: The Hindenburg Part T
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #TimeTravelAuthors 8/29. Is anyone late?
We had a few more drinks and some drunken conversation. My alcohol tolerance came in handy; while I grew noticeably tipsy, I was steadier than Miss Pang, who was two sheets to the wind by the end. She lamented it was too late for love, reminisced about her hometown, and asked me the meaning of life. When she began railing against the Nazis, I put her to bed.
Emily tactfully didn’t follow us into Miss Pang’s cabin—which was just as well, given where Miss Pang had hidden the film. Otherwise, I maintained my ghostly virtue.
When I returned to my own cabin, I was feeling sober. I announced, “Got it,” and held up the film.
Emily responded with a wry smile to my news. Then she promptly changed the subject. “I want you to forget all that. I was beastly drunk and dealing with being told I was about to die.”
“Oh, you remember me talking to you from when you were alive.”
“Vaguely. This flight is a blur to me. The image of fire blots it out. But I’ve remembered flashes of you.”
“I wonder if that is history rewriting itself or proof that you can’t change history?”
“I don’t remember much. Do you… Did we…?” She stopped, with a smile #pasted on her face.
“I forget.”
“What? How could you forget?”
“You told me to forget, so I did. I’m a good, obedient little girl.”
She shook her head in frustration. The least she could have done was boo.
“No, we didn’t. I’m not that kind of woman. I may have been a lush and a glutton, but drunk seduction is out of my league. Even when you’re the one doing the seducing.”
The comment earned me the evil eye, but I couldn’t #help myself, she was fun to tease.
“I was very drunk; I’m not like that.” She repeated.
“Now it’s you who needs to forget it; it’s water under the bridge.”
The rest of the voyage was uneventful. We saw the rabbits occasionally and concluded they were keeping tabs on Miss Pang. She avoided me except at meals, when we were polite strangers. The only interesting thing was Emily and me discussing what to do next. It turned out to be an intriguing list. A compilation of everything from time tourism to noble attempts to change history. Ultimately, we postponed the final decision until after we delivered the film.
[Time for readers to decide where to go next.]
#TootFic #MicroFiction #Serial #TimeTravel #NMPrompts #NMTTA #NMV366 #NMMP
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| Tourist: Visit Amelia Earhart. | |
| Activism: Try stopping WW I or killing Hitler. | |
| Detective: Investigate the Nazi rabbits. | |
| Adventure: Visit the Jurassic period. | |
| Scholarship: Learn more about time-travel. | |
| Outrageous: Visit Munckins in Oz. |
Poll ends at .
Micro SF/F by O. WestinThe necromancer nailed a note up on the town noticeboard.
"What's this?" the town clerk asked. "Notice... Raise the dead... Eastern graveyard... Objections... Objections?"
"I'm an ethical necromancer, I won't raise anyone someone asks to be left alone."
"So far, how many is that?"
"All of them."
🦋ShouldbeWriting🦋"For unknown reasons," said Xorp, "humans are convinced that we are interested in bovine mammalian life forms which they use for sustenance."
Thirb studied the display. "Such dull creatures! What is the fascination?"
"They believe," said Xorp, "that we enjoy mutilating them."
Thirb gave a shudder. "How horrid!"
"Indeed. Such is to be expected of a species who has barely achieved space flight," said Xorp. "Besides, you know I am only interested in the manatees!"
Albert ARIBAUD ✎I wait for the sulphur cloud to dissipate. Thorne sits, incredulous. The pact is over, and so is the spell on the chair. I stand up, and treat myself to a smirk.
'Congratulation. Your endeavour to survive your pact with the Devil has succeeded. You will now find out what happens, not to a soul leaving its body late, but to a body whose soul has been sent to Hell. Enjoy the trip.’
I shoulder my bag and proceed to leave. The butler will not try to stop me.
Steven CudahyThe #MastoPrompt for Friday 29 August 2025 is:
The poem or story can include the prompt word or be about the prompt word.
@ me, if you like, or just include the #MastoPrompt tag (to allow people to follow or filter their feeds), or keep your work to yourself - all the options are good as long as you're writing.
If you're including an image please do include alt-text if you’re able to.
#Writing #SmallPoem #Poetry #Fiction #MicroFiction #SmallStories
Wandering Shop StoriesToday's Wandering Shop Stories #prompt is #paste. Feel like writing something short and sweet that has the word "paste" in it? Check out the definitions of the word at: https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/paste Join in and tag it with #wss366! #writing #WritingLife #microfiction h/t @extraspecialbitter
TainomeLeurs corps mécaniques étaient devenus coriaces, impénétrables et presque impossibles à détruire. Petit à petit, les êtres humains ont dû s'habituer à partager la planète avec une espèce intelligente et surpuissante qui n'avait rien à faire d'eux. (3/3)
#microFiction #futur #scienceFiction #robots #déité #snobber
MicroWriting Wolf'Don't you know who I am? I'm Taro, the mysterious hero who saved everyone and is never seen.' said the young man with a very smug expression. 'So begone before I slay you.'
The troll stepped forward and smacked him silly. 'A mysterious hero doesn't reveal himself in front of anyone.' he said while the man muttered for forgiveness. 'I'll just make an exception because no one will believe you anyway, I am Taro.'