[identity profile] astrogirl2.livejournal.com
I've been hankering to write Orac (and even have an appropriate icon, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] entropy_house!) Fortunately, he qualifies under the heading of "advanced technology," so here's an Orac drabble (which is also an "Orac" drabble).

You Know Better Than to Trust a Strange Computer

Who did these humans think they were, to presume to question him, to command him? Incompetent fools. They had not even been able to prevent the death of Ensor, whose mind had been worth a hundred of theirs. And now they were failing to show any reverence whatsoever for Ensor's supreme creation. Instead, they made inane remarks and ill-defined queries. And they'd challenged him to prove his worth with a prediction. Oh, very well. He would make a prediction worthy of him... and of them. It would, he calculated smugly, be the last one they'd ever ask him to make.
[identity profile] vilakins.livejournal.com

The topic is advanced technology. 500 words, set in season 2 during Gambit.

Reflections )

[identity profile] vilakins.livejournal.com

I'll probably write another story of the right length, but in the meantime I couldn't resist a crossover with Harry Potter which grew far too long to be posted here.


Comp Tech

24 Jul 2005 11:56 am
[identity profile] executrix.livejournal.com
An extremely missing scene from "Deliverance." 300 words; rated G.

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[identity profile] hafren.livejournal.com
150 words

Avon surveyed the circuit board, took a minute screwdriver and made some delicate adjustments. With infinite care, he replaced the board. "Report, Zen."

"Sensor remains non-functional."

"He means it still doesn't work," Vila said helpfully.

Blake frowned. "You don't seem to be having much luck, Avon."

"It is not a matter of luck. I have done everything necessary; logically it should work."

"Have you tried replacing parts?"

"I have replaced everything, sometimes twice."

Blake's frown deepened. "We do need this functioning, Avon. Perhaps if we-"

"The last thing I need is the aid of amateurs. Just leave me. I have a far better chance of fixing it on my own."

They took the point and left. Avon waited until the footsteps died away. Then he put down the screwdriver, picked up a heavy spanner and hit the machine's casing a hefty blow. "Report, Zen?"

"Sensor is now functional."

He smiled.
[identity profile] vilakins.livejournal.com

Sorry I'm late; it slipped my mind. Anyway, since so many of us have been reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince this week and it's indistinguishable from magic, how about advanced technology. Or just technology if you prefer.


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