For the 30 Days Meme Second Semester, for the prompt “8) write a scene in the middle of a novel called ‘The Long, Dirty Afterwards.'”
Actually random apoc. In re. wordcount, the actual “excerpt” is 250 words. đ
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They had defeated the alien invasion and won back their planet.
âŚNow all they had to do is clean up the mess.
The All-Counter* read clean on all immediate threats to life and mostly clean on the long-term threats. Beckerâs ears and nose told him the ship was most likely empty of slightly-less immediate threats as well, but he still moved in like clearing a building, shooter at the ready and taking one room at a time, his team behind him guarding his flank.
The Ratâ ships stank; you never got over the smell, the way you could acclimate to horse shit or even things like capsaicin. It set your teeth on edge and made some peopleâs extremities go numb; Hazmat gear dulled the effects, but blocked line of sight. A lot of otherwise brave contractors wouldnât go near the Ratties, so that left the salvage to people like Beckerâs team, who used masks and gloves and a lot of scented soap.
The corridors gleamed dully under his headlamp; to the left, a couple of their triangular status lights shone in its eerie purple black-light. âThereâs still trickle power,â he called. âWatch for traps.â It had surprised no one that the Rats boobie-trapped their ships, but almost every cleanup team he knew had either lost a man or a limb to one of the nasty contraptions. Realizing these things were always on, you could almost feel sorry for the Rats. AlmostâĄâĄ.
âBee, Iâve got something over here!â Thijsâ voice was thin and high and worried-sounding.
âShit!â Nyâs voice followed fast on Thijs.â âBee, youâve got to see this. I think itâs alive.â
* The All-Counter had begun life as a Geiger counter, but by the time the scavenge teams were done modifying it, it counted just about everything, including some things new to the planet since the invasion.
â The creatures only bore a superficial resemblance to rats, really. But the nickname had stuck.
âĄâĄ There was, after all, what remained of Dallas and Zurich, among other places, to remember.
The List:
1a) the story starts with the words “It’s going down.” (LJ Link)
1b) the story starts with the words “It’s going down.” (LJ Link)
2) write a scene that takes place in a train station.
3) the story must involve a goblet and a set of three [somethings]
4) prompt: one for the road
5) write a story using an imaginary color
6) write the pitch for a new Final Fantasy styled RPG (LJ Link)
7) prompt: frigid (LJ Link
8) write a scene in the middle of a novel called âThe Long, Dirty Afterwardsâ
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Won back their plant or their planet? Either could work but they would be very different worlds…
I’ll second the vote for “planet”. Maybe a non-U.S. city in the third footnote, unless being U.S.-centric is deliberate?
It’s planet, *facepalm* Good point on the non-us cities. (disaster movies in the US always blow up Paris..)
Or Tokyo!
Yeah! Hrrm.. Suggestions? Or was Tokyo the suggestion?
Poor Tokyo gets destroyed in fiction all the time. London? Zurich? Berlin? Moscow? Hong Kong? Beijing? Seoul? Bengaluru? Istanbul? Cairo? Rome? Madrid? Sau Paulo? Lima? Buenos Aires? Singapore? I have no idea what this universe is like.
Me neither! I think very much our-world-but-after-an-alien-invasion. Zurich! Let’s blow up Zurich!
Oh uck. Guess they found the trap, with a rattie in it. I like the idea of the All-Counter a lot.
*grin* me, too!