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Friday Night Drabble Party

Friday Night Drabble Party!

And here we are again, my friends. Another week coming to a close, another Drabble ready to Party. The circle of life, bitches. The circle of life…

IT’S FRIDAY!

Time to get our drabble on!

First, though, gotta plug the new stuff!

Anti1 Antibiotics.
They have failed.
All that’s left are the Strains- bacteria so strong they have brought the world to its knees.
But humanity has fought on, carving out pockets of civilization in a wasteland known as the Sicklands, creating the super high-tech Clean Nation cities.
And from the cities GenSOF has been born- Genetic Special Forces Operations. An elite military branch of the government that enlists men and women with specific genetic anomalies that allow them to be hosts to bacteria that even the Strains cannot defeat. Under the watchful eye of Control, GenSOF protects the Clean Nation cities from the ever encroaching Strains and the diseased inhabitants of the Sicklands.
But now Control has other plans for GenSOF, and possibly the Clean Nation cities themselves, and it is up to the operators of GenSOF Zebra Squad, and their cloned Canine Units known as bug hounds, to find out what those plans are.
Or die trying.

Click that pic and go get ya some AntiBio action! And!

DeadTeamAlpha-EcoverIn the post-apocalyptic, zombie infested wasteland, there is one beacon of safety in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains: The Stronghold.
For decades, the inhabitants have fortified and defended the Stronghold from zombie hordes, building their society and culture on military precision.
And chosen from the best of the best is Denver Team Alpha. DTA is the elite strike force used to rescue survivors and refugees that have made it to the hellish wasteland of Denver below. But because of the unbelievable risks, and high mortality rate, DTA has come to stand for something else: Dead Team Alpha.
Now DTA will be put to the test as something far worse than zombies comes at them out of the wasteland.

Click that pic and go get ya some Dead Team Alpha action! And!

Don’t feel like reading? Then have a listen to some audiobooks! Z-Burbia 2: Parkway To Hell just came out! Rock on!

Yep, I recycled some of the same announcements as last Friday. That’s how I roll, yo. Gotta keep up the Lazy Writer appearance. Don’t want anyone to think I work for a living.

Speaking of work, I’ll be incommunicado the next few days because I have a deadline to meet and my latest novel, Mega 2: Baja Blood, started slow. It’ll all come together, I’m sure, just going to be some long days and stressful nights. Huzzah!

Now, to the drabble!

Enjoy!

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Foreign Object
By
Jake Bible

“He has some foreign object in his throat!” the doctor yelled. “Forceps! Now!”

“I’m sorry, doctor, but we have to call Security,” the nurse replied.

“What are you talking about?” the doctor said. “This man is choking!”

“Yes, but all foreigners, even objects, must be reported to Security for investigation and processing,” the nurse replied.

The doctor stared at her. “Are you joking?”

“No, doctor,” the nurse replied. “We have to alert Security.” Then she cocked her head and narrowed her eyes. “Unless you’re part of the Resistance. Are you, doctor?”

“Uh…no,” the doctor said. “I, uh, will call Security.”

***

Cheers!

Disclaimer: Damn foreign objects! They took our jobs!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

“I have a Friday we can use!”

“I have a Drabble right here!”

“Let’s put on a Party!”

That’s usually what happens at 6:59 eastern time. The Party is so spontaneous like that.

Speaking of spontaneous (not really), did you know I have a couple of new releases out? So before we get to the drabble, how’s about you check this out, yo?

 

Anti1 Antibiotics.
They have failed.
All that’s left are the Strains- bacteria so strong they have brought the world to its knees.
But humanity has fought on, carving out pockets of civilization in a wasteland known as the Sicklands, creating the super high-tech Clean Nation cities.
And from the cities GenSOF has been born- Genetic Special Forces Operations. An elite military branch of the government that enlists men and women with specific genetic anomalies that allow them to be hosts to bacteria that even the Strains cannot defeat. Under the watchful eye of Control, GenSOF protects the Clean Nation cities from the ever encroaching Strains and the diseased inhabitants of the Sicklands.
But now Control has other plans for GenSOF, and possibly the Clean Nation cities themselves, and it is up to the operators of GenSOF Zebra Squad, and their cloned Canine Units known as bug hounds, to find out what those plans are.
Or die trying.

Click that pic and go get ya some AntiBio action!

Don’t feel like reading? Then have a listen to some audiobooks! Z-Burbia 2: Parkway To Hell just came out! Rock on!

Okay, okay, I know, you want a drabble.

Enjoy!

***

Please Everyone
By
Jake Bible

 

“He’s not happy,” she says.

“Who isn’t happy?” I reply.

“That guy. He’s pissed.”

“Why?”

“You didn’t meet his expectations.” She shrugs. “That lady is angry too. What did you say?”

“Nothing. I was busy with the one guy. What is she mad about?”

“You didn’t say anything? No wonder she’s mad. That one likes to be treated as if she’s the only one person that matters.”

“Well, I can’t please everyone!”

She shrugs again. “Better try. Here come the pitchforks and torches.”

“Ha ha.”

“Uh, no, they really have pitchforks and torches. Should have tried harder.”

“But…but…ah, forget it…”

***

Cheers!

Disclaimer: Sigh…

Friday Night Drabble Party!

The Party is back this week!

No traveling for me, just the same old editing, writing, editing, writing. There may be some eating and speaking with other human beings thrown in there, but no guarantees. I don’t like to commit to those things too far in advance.

Hey! Want to know how I cook up a novel? Then read this week’s Views From The Captain’s Chair!

Or just read the drabble below! Whatevs…

And don’t forget my latest novel, Dead Team Alpha, is out. Gore, violence, military action, zombies, weird blind cults! It’s the post-apocalyptic bomb, yo!

Enjoy!

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Plushy Little Secrets
By
Jake Bible

“Kill him!”

“No, that’s insane.”

“But he saw us. He saw us.”

“Dudes, I’m just here to pick up your cable box. Don’t kill me. I won’t tell anyone. I promise I won’t.”

“Kill him now!”

“We can’t do that. We just can’t.”

“If we don’t kill him he’ll tell everyone what he saw. He’ll tell the whole world and we’ll be the latest news meme, man. We can’t let him go.”

“What we did is one thing, but murder?”

Terry looked at the defiled Care Bears plushies on the living room floor and sighed.

“Fine. Get me a knife.”

***

Cheers!

Disclaimer: I don’t know. Does anyone actually read this?

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Another Friday! Another Drabble! Another Party!

And there’s a night in there somewhere too.

Last week I gave you my “form” post. That was fun. What? Yes, it was. Don’t argue.

This week I will go straight to the drabble. Right after this message from our sponsor!

DeadTeamAlpha-EcoverDo you like zombies? How about guns and guts and lots of swearing? Are you sure, because when I say lots of swearing I’m talking about the f-bomb being dropped 455 times in one novel? Can you handle it? CAN YOU?

Of course you can, which is why you are going to read Dead Team Alpha! Look at the cover! That’s some awesome waiting to jam into your eyeholes and make sweet, sweet love to your grey matter!

Dead Team Alpha: If the zombies don’t get you then the intense amount of cursing will!

Now to the drabble!

Enjoy!

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Ash Man

By

Jake Bible

 

“Four, five, six,” the man says, slapping the bills into my palm.

 

“The deal was for 1200,” I frown, knowing the missing cash will come out of my ass if I walk into Scotty’s with only this.

 

“The deal was for pure ash,” the man says, grabbing up a bag of grey powder from the table. “This ain’t pure.”

 

“Sure it is,” I smile.

 

Right,” the man says. “You think I’m a fool? I know cat ash.”

 

He cuts into the bag with a knife and snorts a small pile directly from the blade.

 

“Cat,” he says. “Not human. Cat.”

 

***

Cheers!

Disclaimer: Drugs are bad, m’kay?

Friday Night Drabble Party!

BIG EXCITING INTRO!

Words about drabbles or something. <insert joke> Then get serious. Then mock own seriousness.

Pimp my next novel!

DeadTeamAlpha-Ecover

Use the word “anyhoo”.

Say “Enjoy!”.

Move on to drabble.

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I Think That Would Help

By

Jake Bible

 

 

“Come closer, children,” the man said, his eyes twitching with malice, his lips pulled back to reveal two rows of toothless gums, blackened and dripping pus.

 

“Ummmmm….I don’t think so,” the girl responded, looking to her friends. “You’re pretty freakin’ gross, dude.”

 

“Am I?” the man cackled. “Perhaps it is you that are gross with your smooth skin, your youthful glow, the way your bodies fight gravity with muscle tone and health?”

 

“No, it’s you,” the girl replied.

 

“Yeah…you’re right,” the man nodded. “I really should go gluten free. Do you think that would help? I think that would help…”

***

Say “Cheers!”

Disclaimer: <insert something semi-witty that vaguely relates to the night’s drabble>

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