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Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple. We get up to 100 words to write a story in response to a photo, which this week was contributed by Madison Woods.
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Copyright Madison Woods
Intergalactic Telegram
TO: Gu’ukk Space Command
FROM: Scout Team Kralka’ak on Planet Earth
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observing humans while disguised as flying insects STOP still undetected STOP population releasing toxins into water and atmosphere STOP they kill each other STOP war rife STOP starvation widespread STOP today watched humans eating nutrition-free animal products STOP projecting population extinct planet dead two centuries STOP suggest further observation pointless STOP killing death destruction here STOP why don’t they just STOP
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Ooh, bright light…zap!
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That’s one way out if they get stuck here 🙂
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Telegrams! The Gu’u’kk’s aren’t that advanced then. Wiser, though.
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It’s an intergalactic telegram, mind! Certainly wiser.
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Nutrition free animal products. Very clever. Excellent, Ali.
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I couldn’t bring myself to write “meat”, I’m not sure how much actual meat is in there 🙂
Glad you liked it !
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Excellent.
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Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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They may just be discovered, alas. Excellent work!
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Or they’ll inadvertently fly into a bug zapper!
Glad you liked it.
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This is hilarious! Haha! Stop
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🙂
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So well done. Love the way you ended this piece (and everything in between)
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Thanks! The telegram-style format was perfect for that ending. I’m glad you liked it!
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A very good question. For which there is apparently no answer. STOP.
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Well, we could just STOP 🙂 But that would be too easy.
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That was great, Ali. It could happen. 😀 — Suzanne
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Maybe they are already among us, shaking their alien heads. I’m glad you liked it!
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Funny! Can’t …STOP…laughing!
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I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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Loads of fun, and very well done.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!
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I often thought aliens might regard homo sapiens in much the same way as I regard aphids in my garden.
Good piece.
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Thanks! I’m sure we’re not showing a great picture to any visitors we may have had.
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Good one Ali, very interesting but funny STOP
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Thanks 🙂
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Dear Ali,
Now I’ll be watching moths and butterflies with a different eye. Hilarious and, at the same time, insightful story. STOP don’t eat those fries.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
I’m glad you liked it! Who knows which are simple butterflies and which aren’t?
But… I like fries…
Ali
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That was very creative. You did a terrific job at the challenge. Keep it up!
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Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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That was a really great take on the prompt. One of the best I’ve read so far. Well done.
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Thanks for your lovely comment! I had the basic idea for the story while at work but decided to take a chance on the format when I got home. I’m glad it worked!
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Yup, and that’s why Aliens haven’t visited us yet officially: why bother with a stupid, cruel race that’ll be gone soon enough? Great story, I love the telegram style of the messages.
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We’re just not worth the effort, though we could be used as a cautionary tale in alien classrooms. I’m glad you liked the format I used!
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I like fries too, sliced, with little olive oil, salt and pepper, roasted in the oven at 425 – delicious. Oh sorry, your story – kind of saw the prompt this way too. Amazing the damage we do to ourselves and our planet. But I trust Mother nature will win the battle. Well told, loved your formate.
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Mmm, fries 🙂 Well, actually, fries are okay I suppose (that’s what we call chips from a McDonalds or similar) but you can’t beat proper chips (that’s UK chips, not US chips which are “crisps”). Ooh, I’m confused now.
Yes, my story! I’m glad you liked the format, I took a bit of a chance there. I hope you’re right that Nature will “auto-correct”.
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Great presentation. I loved your telegram approach.We are killing the planet. 😦
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I’m glad you liked the format! We are 😦
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They should watch out or they’ll end up in the burgers STOP
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At least then there’d be some actual meat in them 🙂
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Ouch… I think they know a lot better.. I will never kill a moth again.
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I wonder if their planet went through a similar phase in the distant past? Best leave the moths alone, you never know…
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Nutrition free animal products absolutely! Give me a homemade hamburger any time. Let’s hope Kralka’ak isn’t tempted to have a taste. He’ll become addicted and regret it for the rest of his life. Poor little alien
….End Trans.
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It’s strange how you always want more after the first one (once the vague sick feeling wears off). Home-made burgers rock, though!
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LOL Clever and funny? I wonder what will happen? 😀
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Hopefully not what the observers have predicted 🙂
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I agree! There is always hope, humans are good at rising to challenges. ❤
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Very clever; in a sad sort of way.
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It is quite sad :-(. They’ve given up on us.
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😦
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So brilliant!!!!!
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!
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While I loved your light, deft storytelling style, and enjoyed the format of the “Intergalactic Telegram” which resembles earth-style telegramming to an uncanny degree, I also detected the deep sadness, or at least irritation tinged with sorrow, at the folly of us earthlings.
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There is a great deal of frustration there for sure. I guess how we might feel if we saw someone self-destructing but couldn’t do anything about it.
I’m glad you liked my story!
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Strangely, I was just revising a poem I’d written about a person who was doing just that, while I looked on, helpless, — and when I did try to help, was rejected.
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Most people need to hit a real low before they’ll accept help, and many not even then. Good luck with the poem (and if you post it here, I look forward to reading it!).
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I’d made it private on my blog, because I was nervous that the mother of the girl might read it, but I shouldn’t be a coward, should I? What the hell, I’ll make it public. Look for it under “Original Poetry.”
And thanks!
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Very powerful. I didn’t want to leave a comment in a private post, but I thought it was a very realistic portrayal, and I have some experience in this area.
Just in case you leave it private, I’ve removed the password from your other comment.
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Thanks for reading, and for removing the password.
Thank you for your thoughtfulness and your comments!
Sorry to hear that you have some experience in this area — on the other hand, it’s probably valuable experience!
Wish I’d had more.
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You’re welcome!
All experience is valuable I guess, and it all adds up to make us what we are 🙂
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Yes, we are large, we contain multitudes.
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Actually, it’s password-protected for now. The password is:
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I don’t think Scout Team Kralka’ak find us a very impressive bunch, on the whole. I wonder what they’d think if they got to know us better? 🙂
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I think if they got to know us better they’d decide to put us out of our misery and launch an invasion 😦
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I’m sure they would. We’re quite a sad, short-sighted bunch, aren’t we. 😀
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Yup.
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Brilliant story! Well done.
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Thanks 🙂
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