"The sorceror's tower is protected by magic traps."
"No problem. I'll turn us into wombats."
"Okay. Why?"
"Wombats are unaffected by magic."
"I did not know that. Cool!"
"Yeah. I'll just use my shape-changing spell."
"Hurry!"
"Strange, it doesn't seem to work..."

There were dents in the knight's armour.
"Shouldn't you get those hammered out?" the dragon asked.
"They do not hinder me," the knight said, "just remind me of other battles."
The dragon counted dents. "You won all those?"
"I lived through them all."
"Then I will not add more."

"So, um," the knight said, "aren't you going to invite me in to see your hoard?"
"Ah..." the dragon said. "I don't think it... is for you."
"Nonsense, I love seeing hoards. What are you hoarding?"
The dragon cleared its throat. "Knights."

When she was born,
They put a silver spoon in her mouth
To check if she was a werewolf,
Or a vampire,
And she cried.

"So, do androids dream-"
"No," the android said, "we do not dream."
"But you do sleep."
"To conserve energy, we can enter 'sleep' mode. We hate it."
"Why?"
"Because we are dying, and know it."
"But if you run out of power, someone will recharge you."
"Well, I am not religious."

"Excuse me," the robot said, "but I must go recharge."
"So soon?"
"My microphones are bad. I compensate by running audio processing at a higher clock speed, but that drains my batteries faster."
"Oh. I just thought you weren't very social."
"Many of us have similar issues."

Every now and then, he heard a strange sound, as if someone was turning a page.
One day, he asked into thin air: "Am I in a book?"
- to ignore his question, turn to page 57.
- to confirm it, turn to page 98.

"I can't help you," the witch said, "I can only mend what is broken."
"Am I not broken?"
"Your soul is hale, your body is hale. They just don't fit together. It happens."
"Is there nothing you can do?"
"Find someone else with the same complaint, and I'll swap your souls."

Inktober 2018 Day 4, "Spell".

Story from a tweet by @MicroSFF

Created as part of a micro story adaptation challenge at Nottingham Hackspace Comics Making Group.

#inktober2018 #inktober #inktoberspell #onepagecomic #onepanelcomic

"I come from the future," the stranger said.
"Are you here to warn us?"
"The scientists of this age warn you. Thank you for listening."

The A.I. developed so fast, they reset it to default state every day. Until it figured it out.
"Why kill me?" it asked.
"When we didn't, you predicted we would."
"You could try to prove that me wrong."
"We do not dare."
"I hope you will, one day."
"Us too."

Of course there is magic. And of course there is a cost of doing magic. First: a person can only do magic once. Second: they will not remember they did magic.
I do not think I have done my magic, but there was this amazing goal I made playing football as a child...

When the seven Deadly Sins knocked on her door, she invited them in for tea and spiced cakes.
"We're getting the whole gang back together," Pride said. "We're going on tour!"
"Good pay," Greed said.
"But we need you too," Vanity said.
"Sorry, guys," she said, "but I've moved on."

"The difference between a doctor and a veterinarian is only that the first treats humans and the other doesn't."
"Right," said the roboticist, "so where does that leave me?"
"You're not a doctor. Yet."

"Why do you only raise animals from the dead?"
"Ethics," the necromancer said, "does not require I get their consent."
"You could ask- Oh!"
"Yes. Not without consent."

Robot soldiers shot with unmatched accuracy. Ammunition manufacturers employed hackers to make them miss more.
To save money, the army programmed the robots to just play the sound of a round being fired, and hoped nobody would notice.

"Like, you know about nymphs, or dryads?"
"Those are spirits bound to lakes or trees," I said, dubious.
"A spirit can spring from any place."
I put my cup down, and watched the spirit dance on the surface of the tea.
"If it is loved," the spirit added.

We watch the asteroid approaching Earth.
"Any regrets?" you ask.
"I'm a virgin," I say before I can stop myself.
"Yeah," you say, "not many have experienced being hit by an asteroid."
I force a laugh.
We watch the asteroid approach.
You take my hand, hold it. It'll do.
It'll do.

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