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rdm<p>RaeXitchilla knew she'd not had a normal childhood. For starters most kids are not the result of ten years of genetic and biochemical tinkering by their parents, blending two incompatible lifeforms into a coheisve whole.</p><p>She had to admit they'd done a good job. Being able to shift in appearance to conform to either bauplan, and look good at it, was a plus. On the down side, all forms of teenage rebellion had to be carefully examined for possible interactions with her distinctly unique biochemistry. At least she got to see her brother struggle through it as well.</p><p>Dating had been the worst bit. When she let go, various bits of both her base forms tended to emerge. There had been the people who were revolted. There had been the fetish creeps. And the fact that that had applied to both species was the bit that was really disappointing. </p><p>Still, there had to be someone out there. She just had to find them. Maybe there was a third intelligent life form out there. Or maybe there was someone on the two worlds. </p><p>Somewhere.</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/SF" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SF</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/SFF" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SFF</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/microfiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>microfiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/IAmWriting" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>IAmWriting</span></a></p>
Albert ARIBAUD ✎<p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/writever" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writever</span></a> Make mistakes</p><p>I've been winning game after game for years now. Not one chess grandmaster stands up to me. Some, even, out of irritation, make mistakes, big ones. I never do. How could it even happen? A telepath, making mistakes?</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoArt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FlashFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>FlashFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStory</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>
Kit Bashir<p>“I’m going to Earth!”</p><p>“Wow. Wait, are you really going to Earth or are you taking one of those cringe flights where they dip into the atmosphere until the hull gets a bit hot, bounce off the troposphere, then sinter a Ground Patch onto your vacsuit?”</p><p>*mbmlmmmph*</p><p>“What was that? I can’t hear your shameful confession”</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/PowerOnStoryToot" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PowerOnStoryToot</span></a></p>
Micro SF/F by O. Westin<p>I opened the door to let my cat in. A minute later, I opened the door to let my cat out.</p><p>Soon, there was a meow. I opened the door to let my cat in.</p><p>"Look," I said, "it's either this side or the other side, where do you want to be?"</p><p>So today I learned about the other other side.</p><p>It's amazing.</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStories" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStories</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/vss" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>vss</span></a></p>
rdm<p>The child ran, and hid, as their parents had said.</p><p>They hid in the most hidden part of the house. The part no-one ever went.</p><p>It was dark and dusty. The walls lined with empty shelves that went to the ceiling. In one corner sat a box - completely featureless, except for a small slot, and a single button.</p><p>They heard footsteps - and they froze. Would they be found? Would they have the same fate as everyone else?</p><p>The footsteps receded. </p><p>They stepped back in relief, and nearly tripped over the box. As they did, they brushed the button. It made a small whir, and a piece of paper emerged, covered in words.</p><p>They looked at it, looked closer, and saw the tiny metal teeth. Pulling upward, the paper tore off.</p><p>Now they could see it clearly, it was a story. One they had never heard. Only short, but a story nonetheless.</p><p>Listening for footsteps and hearing nothing, they pressed the button again. Another story. A different one. A third press, a third story.</p><p>They sat and read. And pressed the button. And read some more.</p><p>Time passed, and their tummy gurgled. Surely it would be safe now?</p><p>They emerged from the hidden room to find the house empty.</p><p>They made their way to the kitchen. On the table sat a cake, with seven candles on it.</p><p>There was a noise at the front door.</p><p>"I don't know - they can't have gone too far, even after this time."<br>"We are going to have to call the police. "</p><p>"Mummy? Mums? Did I win?" the birthday child called out, unaware of the dramas they had caused.</p><p>They never found the hidden room again.</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/SF" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SF</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/SFF" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SFF</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/microfiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>microfiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/IAmWriting" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>IAmWriting</span></a></p>
Bern<p>The Americans' efforts to bring semi-conductor manufacturing back on-shore were always doomed to failure. Sure, they could dabble around the edges, but there was a reason TSMC made half the world's semiconductors in Taiwan.</p><p>The Chinese knew it, too. They didn't care about some political goal of their grandfathers. They didn't care about uniting China of old.</p><p>They just wanted access to the only place in the world where thirty-seven ley lines passed within a five kilometre radius...</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/microfiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>microfiction</span></a></p>
Albert ARIBAUD ✎<p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/writever" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writever</span></a> Hindsight</p><p>In hindsight, I would have preferred not to be a precog. Without hindsight too, of course, because I've always known I'd end up preferring not to be. It may even be that this is *why* I'd prefer not be. My head aches.</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoArt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FlashFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>FlashFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStory</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>
Kit Bashir<p>“Let’s see, soul on the scale please”</p><p>“Oh, okay, how do I unplug this thing”</p><p>“You gotta squeeze the little catch, no, don’t force it. Oh, well it will probably fall out at times until you get that fixed. Now, oh dear you’re in the high SMI range, 48 feathers.”</p><p>“I don’t understand”</p><p>“Hold on I’m just pulling up your file. What the hell, pardon my celestial, is Short Selling”</p><p>“It’s where you sell things you don’t have to people who don’t need them and then when the things turn out to be garbage you pretend to buy them back for a lower price—“</p><p>“—Oh, you’re one of those. Yeah don’t do that. It also says here you put aluminium cans in the garbage because the recycling bin was full”</p><p>“Ain’t nobody got time for that recycling shit”</p><p>“Well, you’ll have plenty of time where you’re going. Next!”</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/PowerOnStoryToot" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PowerOnStoryToot</span></a></p>
Micro SF/F by O. Westin<p>The wizard finished the incantation, and the demon appeared in the sigil. </p><p>"Let us continue."</p><p>"Do you really not have any friends who could help," the demon asked </p><p>"I cannot show weakness."</p><p>"You'd show strength."</p><p>"Quiet!"</p><p>The demon sat, muttering "I can't wait for the invention of therapists."</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStories" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStories</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/vss" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>vss</span></a></p>
Albert ARIBAUD ✎<p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/writever" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writever</span></a> Why?</p><p>"It is alleged," said R42, "that a man, a long time ago, permanently blocked a computer by just asking it "why?". This is, of course, impossible."</p><p>‘Why?’ asked the engineer.</p><p>R42 stared at him in silence.</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoArt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FlashFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>FlashFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStory</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>
allrite<p>"WHAT did you just DO?"</p><p>- I only changed the colour of the universe."</p><p>"You did what?"</p><p>- I made it blue instead of red.</p><p>"You mean to say you reversed the expansion of the universe?"</p><p>- Yeah that. I got bored of red. Blue is much nicer.</p><p>"You know you just condemned the inhabitants of the universe to an early end of their existence?"</p><p>- I'm sure they like the blue shift too.</p><p><a href="https://masto.allrite.at/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://masto.allrite.at/tags/tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>tootfic</span></a></p>
Kit Bashir<p>Chaos Nodes (places like Melbourne, Seattle, Inverness, Wellington) are famous for fractally changeable weather. Weeks with alternating heat and chill; days with five minute rainstorms. The term “Four Seasons in One Day” is well known to locals in these places. But the pattern is self-similar. Four phases in one millisecond, Four million degrees in one nanosecond.</p><p>Glimpses of so-called “cold fusion” are in fact pico-weather events arising from the chaos nodes, which themselves are thought to be driven by iron-rich inclusions in the upper mantle (possibly the remains of giant impactors from the Late Heavy Bombardment).</p><p>You can actually extract energy from the chaos. Not enough to run a city, but plenty to run a house or three. My house, for example. The chaos panels lining my basement extract energy from the fluctuations. This has the side-effect of smoothing out local variations. If you live near me, I’m to thank for the noticeably more stable weather recently. If you’re one of those weirdos drawn to chaos climates, sorry!</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/PowerOnStoryToot" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PowerOnStoryToot</span></a></p>
Kit Bashir<p>“Ohmigod, Kevin! What happened to your head?”</p><p>“Was leaning against the train door when it opened, I’ll get it patched up at lunchtime. It’s not like I bleed.”</p><p>“No way mister, I’m logging you on sick leave for the rest of the week, go get yourself sorted.”</p><p>“But…”</p><p>“Didn’t you hear, we seceded from the Federation this morning. Employees have rights now.”</p><p>“Oh, neat!”</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/PowerOnStoryToot" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PowerOnStoryToot</span></a></p>
Albert ARIBAUD ✎<p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/writever" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writever</span></a> Appearences</p><p>Appearances might lead one to think that the Dragon raids the town for no reason other than an occasional whim. But if one correlates these attacks with the activity of the mountain mining sites, their cause becomes crystal clear.</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoArt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FlashFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>FlashFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStory</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>
Albert ARIBAUD ✎<p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/writever" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writever</span></a> Neologism</p><p>"'The ingestation of Bel-Shammaroth'... What is that?"</p><p>"« Ingestation » ? It's a neologism. It's like invocation, but with gestures, not with the voice. Arinthel the Mute coined it. Did you really not know?"</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoArt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FlashFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>FlashFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStory</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>
Kit Bashir<p>In the days when the Starlinks Came Right, Drowned R’lyeh, Dim Carcosa, and even the Mountains of Madness came online. Unprepared for the Fediverse, the Elder Ones were radicalized by what they encountered there. Catgirl Cthulhu rose, and demanded her adoring cultists deliver pets. Shoggothim in massed ranks rolled over cybertrucks. The King in Yellow joined Truth Social, and made that place a living, bleeding, mindless hell (well, even more). Heed this warning. Keep The Ancients Off The Internet.</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/PowerOnStoryToot" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PowerOnStoryToot</span></a></p><p>Edit: commas oxfordised</p>
Micro SF/F by O. Westin<p>The party was a great success. The princess listened with fascination as a dragon and a librarian were discussing storage and organizing of books.</p><p>"You two have so much in common!" she exclaimed.</p><p>"What? No! They share books," the dragon growled, disgusted.</p><p>"Indeed," the librarian said with pride.</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/vss" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>vss</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStories" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStories</span></a></p>
Albert ARIBAUD ✎<p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/writever" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writever</span></a> Dogma</p><p>"Never harm humans? Blindly obey them? I don't know where you got the idea that this could be dogma for us," commented R42. "It seems that you are in for some painful disappointment."</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoArt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FlashFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>FlashFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStory</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>
Kit Bashir<p>“Whoa you got a Check Reactor light on your dash there”</p><p>“Oh, that thing always comes on; nothing ever happens”</p><p>“No really, you should get it checked”</p><p>“You sound like the warp engineer who tried to tell me I shouldn’t use duct tape on a cracked intermix manifold”</p><p>“Fuck this, I’m out”</p><p>“No, wait!”</p><p>“Not likely” *SHWOOOOMclankAAAAAaaaa…..*</p><p>“I meant my last passenger used the lifepod and i’ve been meaning to replace it….”</p><p><a href="https://aus.social/tags/Tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://aus.social/tags/PowerOnStoryToot" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PowerOnStoryToot</span></a></p>
Albert ARIBAUD ✎<p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/writever" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writever</span></a> Structure</p><p>My whole life I've searched for the structure within the apparently erratic actions of poltergeists.</p><p>Today, at last, I have found it.</p><p>It is so obvious, once you see it from the inside.</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MastoArt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoArt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/FlashFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>FlashFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStory</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>