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E.O.W Round #197:
TOPIC: Half Obliterated Space Hangar
suggested by hekatoncheir
"The hangar was badly damaged. Badly? Catastrophically even. Debris everywhere. Wreckage that a sci fi author couldn't even hope to describe in accurate detail. Captain, I guess this means you'll have to see it for yourself. The graphic detail; the sad remnant of a monolithic structure" ----- "ROGER THAT."
Deadline: Sunday, October 21, 2012
Participants: Post your final entries in this thread!
"Rush waited patiently. Hands behind his back, chest pushed out. It was a dream of his to one day fly. He made sure that his superiors always saw him at his best. Aggressive but not rash, patient but never passive and always making sure his appearance was well groomed. Some would go as far as to say that he had set the bar for the other deck hands.
His orders were normal: Stand by for incoming fleet landing. Usually ships would land within ten minutes after orders were given, but something was keeping them. Rush had done this too many times not to notice the fleet was running late. What he didn’t know was that half the remaining fleet were being pursued back to the ship in hopes of support but each one eventually became engulfed by its own separate flames.
The warning lights and alarms went off. The deck hands swarmed to their lockers to put on their suits. Rush looked back towards the opening of the hangar to see if he could see anything. A thin invisible shield separated him and the crew from the blackness and he starred as he felt a rumbling from the other side of the ship. He stopped putting on his suit and waited for it. He dreamed of flying, to one day control his movement through the darkness the way his impulses wanted. Enemy projectiles ripped through the hangar and the deckhands. Rushs body is pulled towards the opening of the hangar. Out of the corner of his eye he watches his shipmates, quick enough to get into their suits, fly in the same direction but knew they would soon meet the same fate. In the few seconds he has left he stares deep into the stars never blinking. He thinks of his wife, his son and is thankful he is dying the way a pilot would have, enveloped by the stars, closer to god."
Good luck to everyone.
Sick work everyone!
Here's mine --->
Really awesome round guys and gals, had a lot of fun with my entry
"A team searches for survivors in the wreckage of a destroyed hangar floating through space. The damage to the hangar was so severe not even the age's greatest sci-fi author could describe it (so I'm not even going to try)."
Story: "What do you think these so called space pilots do in their spare time kid? Well I'm goin to tell ya, not that you'll need tellin more than once, it's always the same damn thing. It's a few drinks and then off, blasting through the nearest zero sec asteroid belt, or when a few of these spacers are together and feeling particularly stupid, ya can find them racing through the ruins of one of the old Monolith class Haulers. Can't even count how many times they've reported that some fool has been found mangled and driftin in space around some old derelict. Hell, they're practically inviting them since the FAA lit up those wrecks in preparation for their new big reclamation scheme, like the last one ended up getting anywhere, no one wants the contract to tear down those death traps."
Great entries. I gave RobStrachan my vote,i think he nailed the topic. I was thinking alot about how to show that the destroyed object is a hangar. In my opinion Rob chose a great point of view to show the subject.
All did great entries -the forms of destruction are versatile- the illustrations beautiful- but I think they all lack showing that the subject is a hangar (including mine)