A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
The pre-contact survey team’s report wasn’t helpful. They said the inhabitants were “different”. Um, yeah, different. Oh well, no one said first contact was easy.
“Greetings, and thank you for meeting with us.”
“Greetings returned. Come, we have a feast. We’ll make you a nice salad.”
“You mean I’m, uh…”
“No, we are serving a salad. You are not the salad.”
Outside, I stayed calm. Inside, I sighed in relief. Did I mention first contact wasn’t easy?
A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
First I restored navigation. Then comms. While getting the sensors online, they decided to ‘help’ and now the main drive systems are down.
“All hands. Every one of you. Step back from your consoles. Now. Touch nothing.”
Better lock down life support systems.
Once the drive is back up, I’m sending a message to Fleet Command recommending they replace the entire crew. Now. These people couldn’t haul fake vomit to Europa.
Regular visitors here may have noticed a steady stream of microfiction with references to Mastodon and #WritingPrompts. What I’ve been doing is participating in something that happens on Mastodon courtesy of author E.W. Doc Parris. It’s a chance to writing something short and share it with an audience.
What It Going On?
Every day, Doc posts a #VisualWritingPrompt. The image is something he creates using MidJourney. That image is then used as the inspiration for writers to create a microfiction story, in the science fiction genre. The stories are up to 480-ish characters in length, the typical maximum size for a post on most Mastodon instances.
Doc usually sees a half-dozen responses to his visual writing prompt. I’ve not responded to a couple, only because I just couldn’t come up with a story. I also expect that, at times, life will intervene and I will miss one on occasion. But so far, I’ve replied to most of the ones I’ve seen. They always get some kind of community response, typically either a favourite/star as well as a boost/repost.
Why Do It?
I have two motivations for participating. One is the obvious one: to write something every day. But it’s also about trying to find the non-obvious story, to look at an image and think “okay, there’s the obvious thing we’re seeing. But what else could that image represent?” It’s a creative challenge. On one (that will be coming in a few days), Doc observed that all the responses were very dark, despite the image being rather upbeat and cheerful. In my case, I felt that the “happy story” was too obvious, and that finding something darker and more ominous was more of a challenge. Apparently the bulk of the responses that day had the same line of thinking.
But what is the other motivation for posting? It’s to preserve them so they aren’t lost if (more likely when) I move to a different Mastodon instance. I want to make sure that these don’t disappear during the transfer to another server.
Moving In Mastodon
One of the benefits of the Fediverse, of which Mastodon servers are a part, is that you can move yourself to other instances or servers. When I joined Mastodon, I picked the “most obvious” choice, the mastodon.social instance. It was the first, and it’s the biggest. Since I wasn’t exactly sure how it worked, I took the path of least resistance.
But now that I know more about it, I’m thinking that I will move to a server that is closer to the kind of community I think I want to be in. More specifically, I’m probably going to move to the defacto “main server” for Canadians, mstdn.ca. There are a lot of people there that I follow, and that have started to follow me. It seems to make sense.
The problem, though, is that when you move instances, you can only move your followers and following lists, along with the list of followed hashtags, blocks, mutes, and other configuration data. What you can’t move are your posts. Those have to stay behind on the old server. Rather than them simply “fading away”, I felt it best to re-post them here as well.
A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
We didn’t know when they would appear. We had a pretty good idea of where. We prepared what we could. We were sure we were ready. Now we wait.
Staying alert and focused was hard. It got harder as timed passed. Minds wandered. Thoughts intruded. Questions arose. What did I forget? What did I overlook? What did we leave behind?
There! Light, a glint, a spark. Sensors come alive.
A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
There we were, loaded for bear. But like all things military, it was now hurry up and wait. And wait. And wait.
We wanted to go. But we didn’t want to go. There was still the question of whether this fight was worth it. And standing around without more orders would lead to the worst thing before combat: time to think.
A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
“Cable 5527 goes spinward, cable 4376 goes antispinward, and 1008 crosses midspin. And Pat, why are you even here? That’s for the next one over. Are you trying to get us all killed?”
“But Kim said…”
“Why are you listening to Kim?”
“Um…”
“Yeah, um. Pat, reel yours in and get out of here. You three, pull back, try again, and get it right.”
A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
The suit fits well. Their tech did a great job, even if they got a bit handsy making the adjustments. And the rep said the colour was a limited edition. I bet that was just sales patter. It does match the bike, or at least its close.
I might need to get the cooling system adjusted, though, because it’s actually a little on the chilly side. Too bad I’m probably going to scrape it up in about 4 hours. I’m not losing another race to the prygs.
A Mastodon writing prompt story. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
Wow! My first sunset on another world! Today was busy, settling in, so I didn’t get out of the new base much. I finally got a chance to just be, and it is amazing.
Of course, it turns out almost all of this beauty is lethal to us. Those plants will do a real number on your digestive system. And the “water”? Well, let’s just say it’s best not to dip a toe, or any part of your body you actually care about in it.
A collection of Mastodon writing prompt stories. These are science fiction short stories (usually 480 characters or less), based on an image generated by EW Doc Parris using MidJourney.
In this instance, I came up with three stories for the single prompt. They were originally published April 23, 2023.
Story 1: The Conference
Why did I choose the in-person attendance option for this conference? It was being dimensionally hypercast across the quadrant for half-the price. Sure, seeing the in-person demos of the updated matter transport was cool. But that talk on cross-eco-regulations? Probably should have read the description better.
But now I’ve go to return some guy’s weapon to lost and found, and then find the Arcturus Room. There had better be snacks waiting when I get there.
Story 2: The Escape
Okay, I’m out of that compartment, but I don’t recognize the corridor. I should have been paying more attention when I arrived, but who would have expected that I was going to be forced to be a “guest”? Fortunately, their hatch locks are junk.
Should I try for the bridge, or just look for an escape pod? Maybe they have a long-range shuttle on board. The bridge could mean a shot at an emergency broadcast message.
I liberated a weapon, now I have to liberate myself.
Story 3: The Intense Model
“Okay, perfect, now hold…”
Toni heard the camera shutter click several times.
“Delicious! Now, same pose, but look straight at the camera, luv.”
“I told you to not call me that” Toni growled.
“What?”
“No luv, dear, hun, babe.” Her eyes were ice.
“It’s just…” the photographer looked hurt, then began to sweat as the selector switch move from off to power-up. An indicator light went from red to amber to green.
“I dare you to say ‘luv’ one. More. Time” Toni said.