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#SomethingElse

Weird creative exercise:

Take a existing story change something in its name and tell us what the new story is about.

Star Trek Section 31.

Tar Track Section 31
The story of an construction team that comes in if heavy work is needed.
Tar Track Section 31 tells us about the Autobahn Abschnitt 31 (roughly Highway Section 31) between Section 30 and 32. The asphalt is damaged heavily but its also one of the most used sections thanks to its cross connections to other Sections.
Our team of 10 Misfit Veteran Street Construction Workers (MVSCW) has to deal with the chaotic situation, weird tech problems and nothing less than the complete breakdown of Section 31 is on the brink.
Can our heroes prevent the shutdown of the entire traffic?
They only have 3 days to save this part from the collapse. And of course emotional packages are involved. Can the for worker pull his team together and make a miracle happen?

TTS31 today on a street near you.

#Creative #Story #WritingChallenge #SomethingElse

Tomb Raider ASC.

The Tomb Raider association, despite their illegal nature and despicable habits was, by all accounts, one of the best weapons in keeping the integrity of the timelines clean.
While most time travel criminals where to powerful and surrounded by power hungry idiots in life, this rarely applied to their death or grave side.
It was way easier to sweep the technology that shouldn't exist yet, after their death, sacking the corpse and replace it with a surrogate. The biggest issues the TR ASC had where actual tomb raider that didn't work for them.

#writing #TimeTravel #SciFi #SomethingElse #OneTootStory

Putting the Phantastik Prompts answer of 29.09.2025 here also, because it fits the bill.

https://nerdculture.de/@AnnaSaultron/115287104299614428

#SomethingElse #writing #MicroFiction

The 4. Wall Wizard.

The wizard leaned against the 4. Wall speaking to you, in his rough voice. "I noticed you where rooting for the good guy to win. I should cast a spell on you just to remind you to not taking sites before the time has come. How about I would force you to manual breathing?"
Or think about a chameleon?
Oh I know what to do to you.
You will bave the Tetris soundtrack stuck in your head!

#Wizard #Fantasy #Fiction #OneTootFiction #writing #SomethingElse

2/2 ⬅️ it would probably knock me dead, splitting my skull like a peanut."
"Do you have a death wish?" the voice clearly didn't expected something like this.
"Not the slightest but it's funny not like haha but like huh?"
"What's so funny wrinkle?"
"60 years ago I stand where you are now, pointing my gun at the owner of this shop. I didn't go home with more money that day."
"What instead? Old tech is quite valuable."
"Nothing, the old man died do to n heart attack. His last will made clear whoever stepped through the door last, the day he died, inherits the shop. Same as my last wish."
"What's that for a stupid story?"
"It might be stupid but it's true."
"Your crazy old man." The door closed again, footsteps running away, silence.
The old man grabbed his chest. He was old...
The Neon sign outside pulsed in the fog. It's cursive letters read "Refurbished Dreams. Free trial."

#Cyberpunk #Dystopia #Fiction #writing #SomethingElse

1/2
The neon sign blinked in the early morning fog desperately fighting to be seen in this early grey blue and clouded scenario.

An old man used his cybernetic arm to unlock the cage door to his shop before he opened the main door.

Insight shelfs over shelfs with dusty old media chips and player.

As he entered he smiled gently the smile of a man who saw old friends after a long time and his eyes lit up.

His biological hand tapped against each shelf as he went by. He mumbled:"Still here my friend."
Behind him the door opened and he heard a weapon ready to fire.
"Oldster give me your money!"
It was a young voice he wasn't sure if it belonged to someone he knew.
He lifted his hands over his shoulders and spoke. "If your looking for money good luck, please tell me if you find something I would love to share it."
"Are you crazy, Oldtimer? I pointing a gun at you!"
"Oh I heard that a 9mm if I'm guessing correctly and in this angle ➡️

#Cyberpunk #Dystopia #Fiction #writing #SomethingElse

5/5 ⬅️ Take this for your hard work." I hand them a bunndle of carrots I didn't needed because my harvest was way more than enough. As I close the door into their face I say a gentle: "Toodleloo, if you come back next time I might have more carrots for your cult maybe it will help you see the light sooner rather than later."

The carrot in my hand smiles at me as we both congratulate ourselves to a new fertile ground.

#Writing #SomethingElse

4/5 ⬅️ "As I said before I'm here to talk to you." A pause I do not move just smile. "About our Lord and Savior." I till smile, saying nothing, just smiling. "Who wants you to follow his call for our cause."
They looks suspiciously while I smile before I interrupt the silence the moment they seem to start talking again. "So what is this cause?" They blink before answering: "To bring eternal night and punish the ones bringing false enlightenment."
"How can it be false, is it only a reflection? Are you a Dark Cult? That's Bad, if you only had said that earlier. I could have savet you all of this trouble right away, you see, nah what am I'm talking it's a dark cult your probably can't see, if you extinguish every light source, I have bad eyesight especially in the dark if you don't want to be stabbed, by accident, you don't want me near your group ever. Do you like carrots?

Pure delusion settles in...
"Carrots?" "Yeah you know carrots are good for you eyes, here.➡️
#Writing #SomethingElse

3/5 ⬅️ had Watts & it didn't sparked joy, you need to get more invested in this, tell me about your lady & savior." I put on my most encouraging smile that always sells.

"Our LORD and savior..." "Savior of what?" I see a pulsing vein on there forehead.

"Of you!" "But I'm not in need of salvation. And you don't even know if you are saved by a Lord or Lady."

"A LORD!"
"Like a Landlord?"
"NO not like a landlord like the one lord!" "Do you mean God?" "No not God I mean Satanas!"
"Why is he wet?"
"Wet?"
"You said Sata-nass, nass is German and means wet. Does your Lord don't speak German?"
"Why should he speak German?!" The vein really starts to pulse visible.
"Lord implies a rank, ranks comes with benefits but what's the benefits of you don't even speak a second language?"

"HE DOESN'T NEED another language his language is universal!"
"Oh that sounds like a great deal go on," I shift forwards trying to look inviting.

They straighten their body & begins again.➡️
#Writing #SomethingElse

2/5 ⬅️ ... Looking for style points.
They starts again: "As I said, before your interrupted m..."

"Interrupted by whom?" I ask in a badly understandable way.

"What?"

I switch to a louder & clearer style: "Watts or Volt, what is charging this Bolt? Is it a stroke of light or the darkness you gonna fight?
The confused look gets replaced by a unsettled one.

"I want...," they pause as if they expect another disruption by me, "to talk about..." Another pause, exelent, I nod in a supportive way as if I want to say go on, "our..." I interfere: "You mean your?" "No our Lord..."
I cut in "But it isn't my yet, so far it's only yours, that you presenting poorly, are you sure it's a Lord?"

"Excuse me?!"

"Of course you are excused, but please next time bring a written & signed letter by your parents, that explains why you behave like this. It's the least you can do on such a beautiful day." The expression shifts again they is perplexed.

"What?"

"No no we already ➡️

#Writing #SomethingElse

Thanks to the Phantastik Prompts and the Word Weavers of today (and maybe my hypoglycemia as well).
1/5

Dark Kult

The door bell rings, a weird dressed Person with long hair & white robes stands in front of the door as I open.
They speaks in a kind seductive way as soon as I open the door and doesn't even says something like hello. Rude first impression.

Strange Person: "I want to talk to you about our Lord & Savior."

Me: "Good & bright shiny day to you too my fellow human, how can I be of extraordinary service with kindness & good habits?" It works they already looks confused.

SP trying to gain the lead: "As I said I want to speak to you about our Lord & Savior, our gre..."

I cut their words right their with a raised hand: "Dear Future possible relationship friend or foe, I feel the great woe,
you must have to endure,
sit down & I ensure.
Your todays struggle will end.
I will listen to you whowever you has sent." Not very good structure but I'm not ... ➡️

#Writing #SomethingElse

#remembering #DoloresORiordan #singer #thecranberries #EverybodyElseIsDoingItSoWhyCantWe #NoNeedtoArgue #TotheFaithfulDeparted #BurytheHatchet #WakeUpandSmelltheCoffee #Roses #SomethingElse #IntheEnd

Am 15.9.1967 erschien #SomethingElse von #TheKinks. Das Album erreichte Platz 35 in Großbritannien und Platz 31 in Deutschland. Die ausgekoppelte Single "Waterloo Sunset" wurde ein Riesenhit mit Platz 2 in Großbritannien und Platz 1 in den Niederlanden. Ray Davies schrieb den Song ursprünglich als "Liverpool Sunset", benannte ihn aber nach "Penny Lane" der Beatles um.

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https://www.instagram.com/p/DN5cmdDjFij/?igsh=MTVnbzdubXF3ZDhteQ==

#noosphaeremusikkalender2025

Abreißtageskalender von seltmann mit dem Kalenderblatt des Vinyl-Covers der LP "SomethingElse" (1967) von The Kinks

F.O.O.N.
Or
The day the fist out of nothing was invented.

The day the fist out of nothing was invented, the world changed.
No longer could corrupted political leaders, corrupt billionaires, Nazis, warmongers and other evil doers work their treachery, trickery, their betrayals and their schemes.
The fist out of nothing made them responsible.
The f.o.o.n. added the ability to punch someone with an invisible fist right to their face. Yes they had this ability to, but what is one punny fist against the combined power of billions of people. They punched us once but we paid them with hundreds of fists an hour. History calls this day The Great Slappening. Only few survived this act of justice and the ones that did never behaved wrong again. That day earth became a better place.

-Thanks to game two for creating die Faust aus dem Nichts as a joke in their show.

#NanoFiction #MicroFiction #SciFi #SomethingElse #Writing

#GoodCharlotte #SomethingElse

#SomethingElse #allegerlequotidien

#VendrediLecture du mardi: the nice cat by the book , un livre de la série The nice house...🤗

Un chat à côté du livret the nice house by the lake, une BD grand format.

#AndAnotherThing...

#SUISS is #SomethingElse... #Altogether...

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https://www.suiss.ed.ac.uk/programme/

Tranquility.
Frozen in time.
Frozen in memory.
Warmth, floating, numb but sensitive.
8 days to go, how many years to come.
Head in sand, feet in the air.
Upside down, but grounded.
Feelings, overwhelming, foreshadowing, locked away.
Tumbling, floating, standing, standing still,
dreams of being awake.
Timeless counts the clock.
Tick, tick, fore, suddenly back, tock.
Darkness holding on.
Warm, secure.
Yelling silently inside.
Shifting, floating, melting into the shadow.
Gentle.
Bitter golden, honey in which the fly got stuck, trapped in amber. Preserved.
Timeless.