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Abyssal, Act 1 Scenes 10 and 11

5 months 3 weeks ago
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Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 10 The cafeteria, the sub pen RESEARCHER is grouchily on her way to the cafeteria.  When she arrives, a few minutes before 6:30, she sees DIRECTOR standing (seemingly) happily in front of the big screen, showing the death count approaching the 90% mark.  He lifts a wine glass at…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 9

5 months 3 weeks ago
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Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 9 Around the lab Nothing is different from before as TECH walks through the halls after docking the sub.  He was gone for more than 24 hours, but the three survivors frequently don’t see each other for several days at a time.  Nevertheless, he is full of nervous energy. …

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 8

5 months 3 weeks ago
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Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 8 The sub, the tower TECH has taken the sub out again.  He sits at the controls, eyelids heavy and gaze distant.  One finger taps with subtly manic energy on the console, but otherwise he is scarcely present.  He remembers, briefly, not letting RESEARCHER leave the closet, though she…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 7

5 months 4 weeks ago
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Keenan Cross Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 7 TECH’s quarters TECH is sitting on his cot, a diary in his hands.  He takes a long breath and opens it.  Inside, he has written several dates, but never gotten farther than the first word or two of an entry.  He scratches out the last date…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 6

6 months ago
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Keenan Cross Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 6 The sub, then DIRECTOR’s lab TECH is piloting the submersible again.  On his mobile device he has a list of samples to retrieve, divided into ones for RESEARCHER and ones for DIRECTOR.  The range counter is approaching fifty percent again.  DIRECTOR’s list gives coordinates from which…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 5

6 months ago
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Keenan Cross Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 5 TECH’s quarters A couple days later, TECH is still at his routine.  He farms and he jogs through the halls.  Later, he is polishing and testing research equipment. A centrifuge gives him some trouble, but after working at it for a while he gets it spinning,…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 4

6 months ago
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Keenan Cross Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 4 The cafeteria TECH, RESEARCHER and DIRECTOR are preparing to eat.  The cafeteria isn’t large, but with only the three of them left it feels empty.  There is a big screen, once used for briefings and other mass communication with the staff, and of course it is…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 3

6 months 1 week ago
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Keenan Cross Abyssal (first draft) Scene 3 The submersible Shot from below as TECH opens the hatch to climb down in to the submersible.  As he starts it up, close up on the power and oxygen meters.  The light-amplifying cockpit first shows the small sub pen and compression chamber beyond, then the vast abyss.  Overhead…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 2

6 months 1 week ago
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Keenan Cross Abyssal (first draft) Act 1 Scene 2 Around the lab No music now.  The only ambient sound is a mechanical hum and constant low groans caused by water pressure.  TECH has a something of a routine he follows to occupy his time.  Shots of him harpoon fishing in the submersible pen; polishing, calibrating,…

Abyssal, Act 1 Scene 1

6 months 1 week ago
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When I wrote that three-act treatment last August I didn’t have the slightest suspicion that we’d be living through something like we are right now by the time I returned to expand it.  Then once we were under quarantine, I thought it would be horribly insensitive to revisit it.  At this point, I’m not so…

Free writing 52b: Oracle

6 months 1 week ago
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Another installment of the story written on an old computer.  I’ll type this story up in normal readable text when it’s over, but I’m having fun doing it this way too.

Free writing 51a: Oracle

6 months 2 weeks ago
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Written on a Timex-Sinclair 1000 computer, I haven’t figured out how to capture video from it very well yet, but it’s legible at least.  I hope I’m not the only one who finds this kind of thing amusing.

Plot outline: “Abyssal” (working title)

8 months 4 weeks ago
demihumanchronicles
I haven’t been doing as much free writing lately to focus on other things, but something I’ve done lately is exercises in developing plot summaries.  This is one I wrote based on a few prompted themes. Act 1: Setup: The setting is a deep-sea lab in the near future.  Far out in the ocean, in…

Free writing 50: Fire

11 months ago
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There was just one more thing I had to get, one thing I couldn’t leave behind.  Someone grabbed at my arm but I shrugged their hand off, pushing back through the hallway against the flow of evacuating employees.  The alarm was high and shrill, had the timbre of a shrieking animal that assaulted my ears…

Free writing 49: Falsallow’s house

11 months ago
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In the sweltering heat of the third moon, Falsallow carefully circled the ancient building, jug of liquor in one hand and cane in the other.  The cane he held upside down, dragged its crystal tip in the dirt beside him so that it left a line, just barely perceptible in the low but harsh light. …

Free writing 48: The new houses

11 months 1 week ago
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The new Conversant struck a bell that rang into session a ceremony, the first of its kind.  He was a stocky, balding man with small, shrewd but strangely distant eyes and a slight pucker to every feature.  Yesterday, as throughout the long process thus far, he had worn a simple black suit, common for the…

Free writing 47: The Kings of Precious Stone

11 months 1 week ago
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These were old, very old.  They sparkled in my hand when I held them to the light.  Green and bluish, amber with deep brown veins.  Undoubtedly made of stone but also undoubtedly alive.  Embryos, frozen in some kind of stasis, but with an indescribable sense to them that, given the right circumstances, they would resume…

Free writing 46: Greg who didn’t feel part of anything

11 months 1 week ago
demihumanchronicles
(content warning: violence, but it isn’t described) The need hit Greg suddenly.  At first he didn’t know what it was, if he was yearning for some unknown sensation or if he was just tired.  Weary.  He knew he was that.  He moped and he dwelled on it – as anyone looking on would say.  He…

Free writing 45: Board game night in n-space

11 months 2 weeks ago
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“That’s not how you do it,” Timothy laughed, and took the device away from Martha. He punched a code into it, and slowly withdrew his hands so that it hung stationary in the air.  The others looked on with vague anticipation.  Except for Martha, who scowled and rubbed the burn spot on her hand. “Go,”…