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Challenge #03015-H092: Minor Disaster Averted

H: Ow.

A: What happened? Do you need medical?

H: Second, I'm on my way to medical already. First, I jarred the ankle on my good foot while trying not to mess up my bad foot further. A I guess?... I think I sprained something again.

A: Stay right there, I'll get a chair with wheels on it.

H: Oh yeah, I didn't think of that. That would be WAY faster than trying to limp there...

A: And it would hurt less, too. -- Anon Guest

Here's a funny thing about Humans - well, not really funny if you think about it - is that they're not great at solving problems when they're in distress. Consider exhibit A, Otherwise known at Human Cal. He has evidently had a non-ugent mishap that has resulted in injury, but has also clearly decided not to bother anyone by asking for help.

This, Companion Gion could see, was turning into a "No no don't bother I'm fine" emergency. Best to stop that before it got to an official inquest. Human Cal started cussing under his breath. Clearly, Gion had arrived just in time. "What happened? Do you need medical?"

"On my way," managed Cal, wincing as he tried to find a different way to balance. "I think I jarred my ankle on my good foot while trying not to mess up my bad foot worse. Ow." Another wince. "...and I think I sprained something else."

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Challenge #02710-G153: Paradox Wreck

As a warning for any future scientist: Do not hook up a warp-drive engine to a gravity-generator. you will create a gravity cannon that will obliterate 1/3 of a class zegalbond warship, but also lose 1/3 of you blood without any wounds. -- Anon Guest

They called it 'warp drive' in flagrant violation of copyright at the time of the wreck's discovery. What it did was create a temporary 'soft spot' between real space and the parallel dimensional brane known

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The Drops

MeMum used to call it “dropsy” when she was feeling whimsical. On other days, it was the “sadim"s [Midas spelled backwards]. Those days when everything around you seems destined to ricochet off the floor.

I prefer to call it "the drops” so people don’t look at me funny.

Mayhem has it this morning. He’s spilled seven different things towards the floor - including my morning beverage and the cat’s

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