—Still in zero. Thank Goddess. I don't want to use the Thing again. Tell the others we have five more minutes. If no one has a positive reading, we're out. And pray. Pray harder than ever.
—You're such a spoilsport. Using the Thing's the fun part!
—You love fireworks. I do not.
—Ok. The team's got your message. They're all in zero, too. 4 minutes to…wait! Iorian has a 2…no, a 3! Go, go, go!
—Damn! Link me! LISTEN! DO NOT CROSS THE STREAMS! #WritingPrompt
@whknott
For tens of thousands of years human beings sat around fires and told stories of heroes, battles, witches, and monsters. Academics always speculated that the practice was a way of teaching young people survival stories and creating community connections, but that wasn't the heart of the characteristic. Late in the 21st century psychologists proved that humans were clairvoyant, our brains working like quantum time machines with the ability to perceive events in the future. When the Ograrians landed on Earth people adapted to the concept to extraterrestrials quickly, and 'Shreks' became their nickname.
@whknott
'Ris pulls 3 Gs. To survive, you gotta become Homo Sapiens Robustus, Latin for "human kickyerass." I'm s'posed to tell you what it's like.
Last week, after a tenlitre too many, Shoke, who knows I have two PhDs, called me uneducated. I rebutted with a shipping container. He countered with a table. Then Emily, a big Viking lass even before her Treatment, lifted us both and held us up there till we cooled off. In an hour we were buds again.
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