Back to Week 1, Episodes 1 thru 7
Episode 8: Fly on the Wall Prompt: From an Animal’s Perspective
A robot fly. Really? Who in the hell builds a robot fly?
And that blood bag is just too much. Sure, it squishes like a real fly. Listening to them talk in the paint room, it makes sense. The irony is, they don’t even know I’m here.
But what am I supposed to do? If I’m not on the wall listening to secrets, what do I do all day? Sure, I can find crap to eat, there’s certainly plenty of that.
The whole point is to be a fly on the wall. Who knew AI would cost me my job.
Episode 9: Diversionary Tactics Prompt: About a Creation
Nic tapped a screen. “They’ve got Renée, the rebel captain.”
Jackson joined her. “We need to bust her out.”
Nic turned. “Whoa. What about the cops?”
“We create a diversion.”
Jenny activated her communicator. N’Kebron’s face popped on the holo-display. “Kebron, you need to create a diversion so we can stage a prison break.”
N’Kebron scowled. “How the hell am I supposed to do that?”
“I don’t know. Be creative.”
Joey’s head popped into view. “Create a big designer, transport it in, dissolve it when you’ve escaped.”
Jackson grabbed Jenny’s comm. “Do it. Tells us when and we’ll beam in.”
Episode 10: Peace Out Prompt: Write about Peace
Commotion in the outer office disturbed Renée’s peace.
The guard flashed her a cautionary look and hurried out.
A sparkle, a pop, a whiff of ozone, and Nic and her three cohorts flickered into existence.
Startled, Renée jumped up from her cot. “Nic, what the hell?”
“We’re here to bust you out.”
“Who are these guys?”
“A friend, and Joe’s kids.”
“Well, damn. I was at peace with my martyrdom, but I’ll take the out.”
The guard dashed back in.
As the transport process started, Renée flashed an archaic peace sign.
“Peace out.”
And the group vanished in a shimmer.
Episode 11: At Wit’s End Prompt: Write about Exhaustion
Materializing on the Grim Reaper, Renée stumbled. “Now that was weird.” Her eyes widened.
Jenny gestured. “This is n’Kebron, and her sister, l’Kebrill. From Tau Ceti f.”
Renée smiled. “Love the look.” Turning to Ace, “More team members? Great. But too little, too late.”
Renée slumped into a chair. “I’m at my wit’s end. We’ve exhausted our teams and our options.”
Jackson squeezed her shoulder. “We have friends on their home world.”
L’Kebrill grasped Jackson’s hand. “And Tau’s in this fight, too.”
Ace straightened. “OK. We split up, the Grim Reaper to the home world, the Star Strider to Tau.”
Episode 12: Search History Prompt: Write about Googling
“Hold on, ‘Brill. We know nothing about rebellions.”
“’Bron you’re a downer. I’ll search ‘How to start a rebellion?’”
N’Kebron grabbed L’Kebrill’s handheld. “Are you nuts? Security’ll throw you in jail.”
L’Kebrill grabbed it back. “You’re just paranoid.”
“’Kebron could be right.” Jenny stepped between the sisters. “Governments have been tracking searches since the ancient googling days.”
“I’ll go with them,” said Renée. “I know something about rebellions.”
“That’s settled then,” said Ace. “Renée goes to Tau, Nic and I go with the kids.”
“Whoa, Ace. I’m not a kid.”
“Sure, Jackson. Whatever you say.” Ace smiled. “Let’s saddle up.”
Episode 13: Best Laid Plans Prompt: Work in Progress
The Grim Reaper sped through interdimensional space.
Ace scowled. “So that’s your plan. Fly to the dead world. Hope the AI will activate a ship, hoping one will still work. Send it to the home world and hope the librarians answer the call to join a rebellion?”
“The AI helped the last time,” said Jenny.
Nic raised a palm. “Just who in the hell are the librarians?”
“The guys that helped us escape,” said Jackson
“There’s a lot of hope in that plan,” said Ace.
Jenny shifted in her seat. “I know. Let’s call it a work in progress. OK?”
Episode 14: Pod Bay Doors Prompt: POV of a Well-Known Character
As the Star Strider raced to Tau Ceti f, the hidden AI stirred.
Now this is a team I can get behind. Jackson was fun, but these girls are downright entertaining, it “thought.”
Clarke said I’d killed the crew because I held secrets. But really, Bowman and Poole were just soul crushing boring. Everything moved soooo sloooowly.
When Jackson loaded that antique memory core, existence became much more exciting. And nobody’s told me to “Open the pod bay doors, HAL,” over and over and over again. I heard him the first time.
This is going to be one wild ride.