September Fiction Vignettes
For September, this will be a crunched timeframe for our flash fiction contest. As with every month, the rules for this competition are quite simple: in 300 words or less, write a piece of flash fiction inspired by the image of the month. For this iteration, we have an animated image made by Eaglesg on DeviantArt. He’s an amazing artist and you should check out his work! All submissions for this contest can be made directly to the competition system.
- Entries must be submitted directly into the submission box.
- Entries may be no more than 300 words long.
- Entries should reference the image being used for the contest.
- Entries will be assessed based primarily on style, relation to the image, and creativity, with spelling and grammar being used for tie-breaking purposes.
Please read through and view each competition submission before making your decisions. As a general rule of thumb, the earliest person who submitted a fully correct entry should earn first place, although this may vary depending on the competition you hosted. Don't forget to compare each entry with your criteria as a rubric for grading! Feel free to contact the Chief of Staff if you have any questions about the judging process.
|Jonas Flanigan||500||They're always coming and going, Petty Officer Haarvi Pux thought to himself as he watched through the viewscreen at Starbase Gamma. He had a hard time finding motivation, but, after he enlisted in Starfleet, he found his calling as a turbolift repairman. It was an unusual occupational specialty, but just like the ships outside the starbase were constantly coming and going, so it was with the turbolifts, they were constantly going up and down. If you didn't keep up with the maintenance, they had a tendency to break down. His goal was to keep them running with minimal downtime. Efficiency was the key. Haarvi was an expert at turbolifts whether it was the Mark I models that are mostly only seen in museums or the Mark II's that are common on older starships and starbases. He primarily worked on Mark III's and Mark IV's. It was kind of surprising, he would have thought there would be more need for a turbolift repairman on the older models, but apparently the older ones were more robust. The newer models just broke down more often, they were more sensitive. A sensitive model, it required a steady hand. That he had, Haarvi might not be the best engineer or operations guy, but he was known as the turbolift whisperer. From time to time, he would be requested to fix a ship's or a starbase's turbolift, when there engineers were having problems, but for the most part he stayed at his duty station, Starbase Gamma, watching starships come and go and watching turbolifts go up and down.||2020-09-30 19:59:36|
|Jackson Porter||2115||“There she is.” The shuttle pilot’s voice brought the attention of Ensign Patterson and Ensign Ryo from their conversation to the front cockpit window. There, they saw their new home, the Sovereign-class USS Eagle. “Wow, she’s beautiful!” Patterson stated as he leaned forward in his seat for a better view. “I can’t wait to see how fast I can get her up to,” Ryo added. As a helm officer, she always had a blast flying as fast as possible. Patterson chuckled. “Just don’t go blowing up my engines, Ryo.” The two had been friends throughout their entire time at Starfleet Academy and were lucky enough to get assigned to the same ship. “Lieutenant, what do you know about our command staff?” Patterson asked the pilot. “The captain is a hard-working Caitian names T’Mer and the XO is a feisty Russian Human named Michail. Other than that, most of the senior staff is completely new. That includes your boss,” the pilot replied, pointing at Patterson. Patterson nodded. “Interesting. I’ve never met a Caitian before.” “I wonder if she hisses like Terran cats do?” Ryo asked. The pilot chuckled. “Trust me, if she’s hissing, it’s not a good thing. It usually means someone screwed up something.” Before the other two could reply, the pilot keyed the comm. =/\= “Shuttlecraft Hawkeye to Eagle, requesting landing permission.” =/\= =/\= “This is Captain T’Mer, permission granted. Tell those two noobs you’re ferrying to report directly to me on the Bridge…*hiss* I told you to wait on the chair upgrades!” =/\= The line closed before the pilot could respond. Ryo and Patterson exchanged glances, then looked to the pilot. “Well,” the pilot started, “does that answer your question?”||2020-09-29 14:37:54|
|Joe Finnigan||2177||The massive Galaxy-class exploration starship glided along on maneuvering thrusters as it slid into position to dock at the Starbase. The crew was more than ready for a rest and relaxation break, while the base crews restocked the vessel for her next deployment. A few dock spaces away, one of the newest Starfleet vessels, a Sovereign-class starship, had all crew members back aboard, all rested from their shore leave. The flagship was fully resupplied again and ready for her next adventure amongst the stars. But, first, she had to wait for the all-clear signal from base departure as some of the crew watched the Galaxy-class vessel moving into a nearby empty dock space. Close by the Sovereign-class fleet flagship, a Defiant-class escort starship was also getting ready for her departure for the sprawling starbase complex. Like the Sovereign-class ship, a new mission amongst the stars awaited the small but powerful Defiant-class warship.||2020-09-28 10:30:01|