Stories tagged “ficlets”
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The Order Cuts To The Chase
The crew of the newly renamed USS Ficly obeyed Captain Jason’s orders to the best of their abilities. “There she blows!” The Captain cried, pointing off the starboard rail. The SS AOL loomed in the not-so-distant distance. It was chro...
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My Thank You to All Ficleters that Most of You Never Read
To the rest The amount Of thank yous needed Would take years So one grand thank you Each person brings Something to the table Something I can’t to without One thing You all do Is make sure I am heard That is the best Gift anyone Could ever show So th...
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Time Again
It’s time. It’s time to do this again. Time to set fingers to keys, and remember how this works. I’ve almost forgotten how to do to this. I’ve almost forgotten what this meant. I’ve almost forgotten that gut feeling. IR...
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Oi!
Oi! Your voice is in my head! What’s it doing in there? I don’t know if it should be there, Maybe we should get it out. But it silently refuses to leave. It doesn’t distract me, It has good behavior, But when I turn my mind loose Into...
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Hurray, Captain Ficly
Jason scratched his beard and stared at the ‘AOL’ flag growing larger with every second. “Hoist the mainsail! We’ll fight them with their own weapons. And when they come at us, we’ll throw every bloody phrase in the dictionary at R...
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One Thousand and Twenty Four
“It’s happening again.” “What is?” “Well you may recall we had a conversation back when Ficlets was still around about people who decide that they’re going to write a story, and then immediately follow it up wi...
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Sixty
“Yep. Exactly that. I really can’t do with pointless sequels.”
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Ficly Takes Flight
In the midst of the confrontation, the Ficlyteers heard a resounding roar. They looked back and saw that the back of the USS Ficly had changed into an aircraft carrier. A large airplane pulled out on deck with Kevin and Jason in the pilot’s seat....
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Ficly Flees or Mighty Joe Young Gets Out The Monster Truck
The Ficlyteers piled into the Ficly fighter jet and it took off with a resounding roar. “Off we go into the wild blue yonder-” Jason sang. “We’re not in the US Air Force.” G2 pointed out. “Kevin where are we going?&#...
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Mighty-Joe Picks Up The Transmission
Bartimaeus continued to lay down covering fire as the Fictomous Bolt retreated to the skies then he turned the helicopter around and followed after. “This is Bartimaeus reporting from the ’Copter. Do you read? Over.” The transmission ...
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Fallen Ficleteers
(for Ficlets survivors, this is how I felt when I found Ficly) I looked around at the thousands of grey headstones looking like the foam on the waves of a sea of forgotten places. There is Nouvelle Bardot; I place a flower on her grave. Rest in peace, ...
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Someday: I’m Going to be Someone Else. (A Dedication)
“If you cannot teach me to fly, then teach me to dance.” That was her life quote. Anyone remember her? She wrote with raw talent. Puting words together with much emotion that some didnt understand but all felt. One sentence was enough to ma...
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Me and the Moon
God, please forgive me, she thought as she pulled the trigger. The bang resounded through the living room. He fell, his lifeless eyes rolled back in his head, and the blood trickled from his mouth. She heard their baby cry from the other room. Seventee...
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You at the Funeral [Retro Ficlets challenge]
When you are a six-year-old boy dressed up in a suit with your hair all combed, you are bound to be a little uncomfortable. When your parents won’t stop crying and you can’t figure out where your big brother went, it’s normal to be confused. Your...
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Best Ficlet I Ever Wrote-Retro Ficlet Challenge
The Flower originally published on Friday, May 04, 2007 One lone, dew-dropped flower was all that was left. All that was left of her. All that was left of his desires and his hopes. All that was left. He picks it up gently so as not to damage the frag...
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Common Sense Fails Again
My common sense kept telling me, Don’t do anything drastic, today just can’t handle a huge change. Aw, c’mon, temptation suavely said, what’s the harm in trying a new kind of coffee? It’s just a different flavor, nothing h...
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Ready or Not, Here Come Tummy Buddies?
“I do kind of worry a little, though,” Cindy Lou said. “Because if Voor’s ‘marketing’ doesn’t work, then he might try something else. Like spiking the water supply with GaIA starter. Maybe he’d think that...
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The Tummy Buddy System
It happened as we were walking home from dinner that night. As we passed the park, we heard a woman sobbing loudly behind a bush. I was inclined to give the poor woman her privacy, but Cindy Lou was more the nurturing kind I guess. She walked around th...
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Talking Tummy Buddies
Cindy Lou gathered up the woman’s clothes, which had fallen off when she’d changed, then started walking with me. “What—” I began. She held up a hand to stop me. “Shh. I’m talking to her now.” “Huh?R...
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A New Buddy
We went back to my place, where Cindy Lou went into the bathroom and let Vera out. After she showered and dressed, she came back out and smiled shyly at us. “Thanks for your help, both of you.” “Are you going to be all right?” I...
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Antiquities
From the 56th floor he surveyed the entire Manhattan skyline. Looking out the floor to celling windows all one could see were spires of chrome and glass. The corner office provided a view some men would kill for, and in fact some had. In fact he had. N...
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Old Ficlets Veteran...PSYCHED!
World, Tonight, I found myself with my laptop in my hands, trolling around the Internet for something interesting. As often happens, I felt a familiar pang of sorrow as I remembered Ficlets…that place where I would always turn in the old days. At...
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The Return of Ghost in the Machine
I might be a little overconfident or overestimating my importance in the community, but i was once a ficleteer. I have had a hectic life however, and I fell out right before most people migrated to protagonize. Luck was with me though, because i someho...
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He's Home
He jolted upright in the improvised computer chair, instantly alert. He was startled by what he had seen at the bottom of the screen, he half didnt believe it had been there; lost in the links, he couldnt be sure of what he was seeing. He frantically c...
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Red Planet
Ominous impacts reverberated quietly throughout the shelter like far away thunder on far away earth. Red sand fell through holes in the ceiling as if the shelter was at the center of a gigantic hourglass. Red dust covered everything in sight. A man lay...