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(DIR) Post #AuKrffkkvijeH4tk9o by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-05T19:14:27Z
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#wss366 5/3 #RightAre you the project manager for time? I asked.“You be RIGHT there, lass,” said the small, round fellow with clock-face eyes. He looked like a gnome-gremlin crossbreed. “How can I be helping?”“I’d like to make a small change to the spec.”“RIGHT… Don’t have time for yer nonsense, lad. Good day.”“Have time for a drink with me, Jack Daniels?”“Black label, the good stuff. — Don’t mind if I do. Just a wee sip.”Definitely some leprechaun too, I thought. — § —“A weeee changy pooh here, and weeeee” — the dials in his eyes spun madly — “weeee change thereee.#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfgsak4b5lfZW0e by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-05T19:34:52Z
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#wss366 5/4 #Speed“Whee… Ack…” The Time Manager fell over, a bottle of Jack in his hand.“Meee world isss spinning. Whee….” He giggled.Mine too. Things SPED past. Served me right going toe-to-toe with a leprechaun/Gnome/Gremlin in a drinking contest.The sun flashed through the sky: once, twice, thrice. The sun’s SPEED—insane. SPEEDing across the sky.“SPEED?” I thought. “SPEED!”“What’d you do?” I asked.“What ye asked, lass. Gave ye more time.”“Nitwit! I wanted to be in two places at once, not this!”“No can do. Impossible. Against the rule. Paradox level bug. Just a wee adjust to diSPEEDvar.”#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfhv6sCCozll2Zc by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-05T19:40:56Z
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#wss366 5/5 #Personal“Hey, that’s too PERSONAL! Keep yer hands off me! Pervert!”“Drink,” I ordered the Time Manager.“Gack!!! That’s awful; what is it?”“Coffee, now drink!”“Yer trying to poison me, lass. Terrible! Worst coffee in the universe!”“Making it took two weeks. With time speeding. And it’s been two days since I brought it to you.”“Time flies… I won’t drink that! You !@#$%!”“Now who’s getting PERSONAL? Just drink the stuff before it grows hair. You have to fix time. Sober!”“They say, ‘Code drunk, debug sober.’ It’s why they made me a program manager.”“That I believe.”“DRINK!!!”#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfiZsQcod2Cpb7I by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-06T09:53:18Z
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#wss366 5/6 #Taper“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”“You wrote about both.”“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfjdSUnH6JbVyL2 by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-08T16:42:34Z
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#wss366 5/8 #Ask “Poe, may I ASK you something?” the little man with clocks for eyes ASKed.“ASK; the answer may be cryptic,” Poe said. The poppy flowers around his face muffled his answer. Today, for some reason, the raven was absent.“What happened to that obstinate lass?”“We went to the pendulum room, and she suddenly lost interest in being two places at once. Strange.”“Very—you got enough sap yet? Me hay fever is killing me,” the Time Manager said.“Where is she now?” he continued, then sneezed.“Plenty—Forest Lawn and Boston Old Town Cemetery.”“ASK and thou shalt receive”#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfkTDOMfuu7jJ0i by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-09T15:33:30Z
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#wss366 #Ask #scribesandmakers 5/9 (Part 5)“Poe, what are you doing up so late?” Time Manager ASKed.“Writing, banging on my keyboard.”TM looked over Poe’s shoulder. >> Seabubble: When can you visit? 💋“What are you really doing?”“Chatting up a mermaid. I said I was born at the sea. That interested her. Don’t blow my secret.”“That’s a big ASK, but sure.”“And what is the Time Manager doing up so late?”“The night-hours were getting a wee wild, so I stayed up to lecture them.”“Did they listen?”“No, but they invited me out for a drink at a nightclub.”To be continued#Drabble #microfiction #Mermaid #NMV366@ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrflOzvWtbnKlS4m by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-10T16:11:17Z
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#wss366 #Face 5/10 (Part 6) "Mexican Radio"Poe looked at the building’s north FACE. “You sure this is the place?”“Sure, it’s famous. All Night Radio used to broadcast from here,” TM replied. I hear the talking of the DJ. Can’t understand him. What does he say?Amusement showed on Poe’s FACE. “All Night Radio is a Japanese band. You’re thinking of ‘Mexican Radio’ by Wall of Voodoo, 1983.” “I’m on a Mexican radio.”Poe sang a snatch.“Wow, you know your music.”“It was Evangeline’s favorite.”“Sweet dreams are made of these,” TM quoted. “‘Eurythmics,’ also 1983—and you, my friend, should lay off the opium.”---------Mexican Radio https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyCEexG9xjwSweet Dreams https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i5_asj1BGFs#Drabble #microfiction #1980s #1980smusic #NMV366
(DIR) Post #AuKrfmDKuNA6JSJeXQ by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-12T16:33:07Z
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#wss366 #Foot 5/12 (Part 7)“Here it is,” TM said. Sure enough, hidden in the shadows, a sign read, “The Midnight Hour,” and in smaller print, “Morning regrets are a thing of the future.”A FOOT-faced woman took their cover. Poe, who saw stranger things in nightmares, thought nothing of it.“Show me your FEET,” FOOT said.“Lepie, stop it. Poe’s my friend.” Then to Poe, “Lepie is a wee FOOT fetishist. Put your FEET within a FOOT of her. She’ll lick them. Possibilities, aye?”Ignoring, Poe pointed at a sign above the bar.“Freak Out On Thursdays—½ price wells.”“Cute, ‘F.O.O.T.,’” he said.#Microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble#TimeManager
(DIR) Post #AuKrfnAXMGW7H40voW by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-13T15:33:41Z
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#wss366 #Hand 5/13 (Part 8)Poa looked at the chalked “Specials” list.1690: Flip1830: Sazerac1890: Bijou1900: Clover Club1920: Bismarck1927: Boulevardier1930: Barraquito1934: Monkey’s HAND1944: Mai Tai2008: Paper PlaneWha?TM HANDed Poe a cocktail. “Sidecar, 1918. Menu? To make time traveler comfortable.”Poe’s raven squawked, “Blackbird, Want Blackbird.”The bartender held out their HAND, “ID, 18+ only.”“1845, 1845,” the Raven croaked.“No ID, no drink.”“I’ll vouch for him. I wrote him on a midnight dark and dreary.”The Bartender reluctantly handed Poe a Blackbird, saying “Come again soon.”The raven screamed, “Never More, Never More.”#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble #TimeManager #Cocktails @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfo2Q7vcPyBDxnk by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-15T18:49:13Z
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#wss366 #Code 5/15 (Part 9)Nara Moore (Raven, not author) lay belly-up next to half a blackbird.Poe had switched to Moscow Mules, to the bartender’s disgust.His cups and spills formed abstract poetry, symbolic of Poe’s mind.“TM, when y-y-you st-st-art CODEing?”“Someone saw a wee poem I penned.” He shrugged.“When y-y-yo-you become project man-manager?”“They said me work was a CODE.”He drew a sample in a spill: “for(int L15= iv345;*PtrV51;L15++){*V111= V227+*PtrV45;V111++;}”“NM, he wr-ote that dr-drunk!” Poe said to his comatose friend.“Nother ‘Morning Glory Fizz’ and ‘Time Traveler’ fer me friend.” Me dr-un-un-k CODE still makes s-s-s-sense.Poe exclaimed, “Not!”#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble #TimeManager #Cocktails @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfosX0BIoZnba1g by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-17T20:56:15Z
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#wss366 #Lick 5/16 #Easy 6/17 (#TimeManager Part 10)Poe awoke, clutching his head, thinking, “EASY on the cocktails next time.”Around a bonfire pranced lizards, toads, stags, and creatures more grotesque.“Where the hell!?”TM answered, “A smal wicche bad us hoom, 1150.”Poe’s bedraggled raven added, “Þis is BYFAR þe wierdeste þing þat ich evere seye.” “You’re not making a LICK of sense,” Poe said. “Translate!”Raven obliged. “A wee witch invited us home to 1150.” I said, “This is EASILY the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen.”“A witches’ Sabbath!!!” Poe exclaimed.“Nay, a fest of disgisynges,” a goat-footed man explained.Raven translated, “Nay, a costume party.”#MiddleEnglish #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble #TimeTravel #TimeTravelAuthors #NMTTA @QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfq1mjGIa8mwU5Y by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-17T22:05:39Z
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#TimeTravelAuthors 6/15 Character who's least likely to time travel.#TimeTravelAuthors 6/17 Excerpt: #Justice#wss366 #Easy 6/17 (#TimeTravelingGhost Part 1)That’d be me, the “Wee Lass,” from the beginning of #TimeManager.(Call that pantsing, rambling, toot, drabble fiction, even a story? It’s EASILY the worst story on the Fedi.)I got my wish to be in two places simultaneously, but not the way I expected. No time travel involved.Now invested with the power of the TimeTravelAuthors prompt, I summon a time-traveling ghost. I’ll get JUSTICE (revenge) from Poe and the Time (Project) Manager.Consider this a prologue to another terrible, pantsing, etc., fiction. If you’ve a low nonsense-tolerance, filter on #TimeTravelingGhost. Twofer filter #NMTTAMuahahaha, Hehaw, cough, cough, cough.#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble #TimeTravel@QuasiTemporal
(DIR) Post #AuKrfrAKUyjBfZwp2u by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-19T19:42:40Z
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#TimeTravelAuthors 5/19 Where did you get the idea for your story? #TimeTravelingGhost Part 2“The author! Def best place to screw with Poe and Time Manager,” #TimeTravelingGhost said.“What a messy desk, but the plushies are cute,” Ghost noted.“There’s a ghost,” Jeckle called from a shelf.“So, what’s new?” Author shrugged. “Who’s it this time: Boo-gart, Greta Ghoulbo, Long Chain-ney?”“Have Poe fall under the pendulum,” Ghost whispered in Author’s ear.“Why? ‘Fall’ isn’t the prompt word.”“Because I’ll haunt you otherwise! Stupid!”“Stupid,” Heckle echoed.“So? Get in line. It’s Betty Graveis’s turn, then Fred A. Scare.”“How do you think up this stuff?”Author tapped her head. “Garbage in, #nonsense out.”Author’s note: blame @sfwrtr#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #Drabble #NMTTA #Puns #SilentMovies #classicmovies #moviestars #HeckleAndJeckle #Plushies #Crow @ShadowPlay @plush_bot
(DIR) Post #AuKrfsUZZCVxmeQVEm by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-21T16:52:27Z
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#TimeTravelAuthors 5/23 Pink #TimeTravelingGhost Part 3 “So what’s are all those PINK ones? I like PINK,” Time Traveling Ghost asked.“Anya, from #SpyXFamily,” Author said.“Them all? You must love that anime.”“No, on the left is Nabeshiko from #YuruCamp. And yes, I like SpyXFamily. I’ll read the manga next.”“Hay, Miss white ghosty stuff, did you travel to the past to ask stupid questions about PINK #plushies?” Heckle called down.“Right,” said Ghost. “I want you to write gnarly bad stuff happening to Poe and TM.”“Okay,” Author replied.“Idiot. She’s a writer, and it’s a story. Bad things happen!” Jeckle said.“Duh,” Heckly said.#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #Drabble #NMTTA#LaidBackCamp #ゆるキャン#HeckleAndJeckle #Plushies #Crow@ShadowPlay @plush_bot
(DIR) Post #AuKrfwSaoVJ85fWyhs by NaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-05-19T19:30:32Z
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#wss366 #Scout 5/19 (#TimeManager Part 11) A “man” walked up to Poe on his hands. His feet straight up in the air and head protruding from his ass.“Ich seche faces as wex, wroght to be wondred at,” As the man spoke, a long forked tongue shot out of his mouth holding a contract.Poe stared at the contract the “person” thrust at him, saying, “I’m not signing my soul away!”Raven cackled, “He’s a talent SCOUT.”“For what? I can’t sing, dance, or act.”Raven spoke to the “man,” “He desireth to witen wherfore.”The man replied, “For Sire Alfrede’s Fyneste Fendes Melle. He sholde winne muchel worship.”Raven translated, “For Sir Alfred’s Ultimate Freak Show. He would be a great success.” Raven began cackling again. “Worship! That be rich.”“Me? Not the talking raven?” Poe was astonished.“Yes, you. The man who writes poems to dead women and talks to ravens at midnight.”Poe flicked Raven.“I’ll tell him,” Raven said indignantly.“Nay. His wille ne draweth thider.”“Meetes and herberwe yiven. Haluepeni the mone. Ne shalt do bettre þan þat,” the man replied.Raven translated, “Meals and lodging provided. Halfpenny a month. Won’t do better than that.”“He’s crazy. I’m not a freak and a halfpenny a month! He can stick it up his ass!” Poe was bristling.“His ass is in use, and I am not translating,” Raven said.Poe shook his head vigorously.The man shrugged and walked off, muttering, “Warlockes ben wondere wights. Were he min, ich wolde wasshen his muð mid sape.”“He says, ‘Warlocks are weird creatures, and he would wash your mouth out with soap if you were his kid.’”#MiddleEnglish #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NotDrabble #TimeTravelAuthors #NMTTA