“Concentrate”: A SciFanSat Microfiction Compilation

We bartered #tawdry Earthian trinkets for a toxic concentrate mined from alien hyperaccumulator flora. The traders loved the Buck Rogers Ray Gun & my mood ring. They inked themselves over an autographed photo of Harrison Ford but I couldn't part with it.#scifansat #vss365

— Irene 💫 (@_Irene_Dreams_) May 22, 2021

Wanting to escape her #tawdry life, she found herself, a wrong kind of hero. His charm led her to an isolated cult; middle of nowhere, a #concentrate-d group of labrats. She never saw the others only heard their screams, her cell wasn’t soundproof. #vss365#scifansat#satsplat

— FizzyV2021JustTwizling (@Fizzytwizler) May 22, 2021

What is human? Though we are grown in vats, bathed in nutrient concentrate, we too have eyes, and brains. We have lungs that breathe air, arteries and veins, and a beating heart pumping blood as salty as the sea. #SciFanSat #concentrate

— Voimaoy (@voimaoy) May 22, 2021

In the #tawdry chaos of this world, the change was so gradual; our kind stopped communicating. Unused mouths disappeared from featureless faces

If she #concentrated she could still hear the pleading in their eyes

Until the eyes also disappeared#vss365 #satsplat #scifansat pic.twitter.com/A1XoCUGwX7

— Anna✨💫✨ (@annaburnswrites) May 22, 2021

I went to the mountain to meditate, to concentrate on the universe’s mysteries. I heard voices. What they said disturbed me. I alerted the authorities.

They dismissed my words as tawdry stories. They locked me in isolation.

They should have listened#vss365 #satsplat #SciFanSat

— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) May 22, 2021

I scan the tenements, #tawdry signs flashing addiction and betrayal, the hustlers wrapped against the drizzle.
"Concentrate." She places her fingers on my upper arm, stares at the window.
I catch it too. A plasma flash, silenced, yet clear.
"He's already here."#vss365#scifansat

— John Everex (@EverexJohn) May 22, 2021

“Look at you.” He was almost smiling despite the bleeding wound. “You think if you just #concentrate hard enough you can hold me here. But I’ve seen worlds where the air glows, worlds where the stars sing. I’m not sorry to leave this #tawdry place behind.”#vss365 #SciFanSat

— Amy Wilson (@WritesAmy) May 22, 2021

I entered the bar. It was a #tawdry place, as expected.

The soul seller was sitting alone and I recognised him instantly. His thousand soul concentrate would keep anyone alive that long. I drew my sword and he smiled.

"Hello Daughter." He sneered.#vss365 #SciFanSat

— Ellen✍K (@poeticnihilist) May 22, 2021

A blue dot glowed on the wall. She concentrated on that dot for hours until her memory palace took shape. When she finished, she invited him to witness her perception, showed him the shadowy corridors of her experience. “What a #tawdry place,” he said.#SciFanSat #vss365

— Lɪʙʙʏ Dᴏʏʟᴇ (@LibbyDoyle9) May 22, 2021

They were not from here. He could tell, for he was a "seer". They moved in recently, an odd couple. They acted loud & #tawdry, their actions were not very subtle. Not humans, but aliens. With a little concentration, he saw them for what they were: reptilians.#scifansat #vss365

— Valiente Rook | Poet • Writer (@valienterook) May 22, 2021

#vss365 #SciFanSat #SatSplat
His nutrient concentrate’s low & he curses his tawdry one-man pod refitted for a moons-based debt-collection gig but somehow wormholed into deep space. Nowhere to set down, no debtor quaking in fear. Another scheme gone bust.
Great. A meteor shower.

— Cecily Winter: buried in spring cleaning dust. (@winter_cecily) May 22, 2021

She looks up from her book as he chops another log. “Do you mind? I’m trying to concentrate.”

The barbarian only smiles at the witch by the campfire.

He returns to his work. Stroking hands on his muscled back interrupt.

“You’re such a, distraction…”#SciFanSat #2WordPrompt

— Jason H. Abbott (@Jason_H_Abbott) May 22, 2021

After ten years alone, the old gods began to speak. She arranged #tawdry plastic baubles and scavenged finds into their sacred patterns. They rewarded her with knowledge– how to #concentrate magic potions from plants and purify the water of fallout.#vss365 #SciFanSat #satsplat

— C. E. Rose (@CristenERose) May 22, 2021

I take a breath
A #slice of life#Concentrate on the #conundrum of your smile
Alone in the dark
I should be in your arms
Listening to #koplop of your heart
My #tawdry room feels empty & bare
My essence #captive in your snare#vss365 #AchtenWrite #SciFanSat #satsplat #vssmurder pic.twitter.com/c89wWfJsUU

— 🤩 Debbie Iancu-Haddad 🍒 (@debbieiancu) May 22, 2021

#vss365#scifansat

On the roof, awaiting exfil. Before us, the city in all its #tawdry neon glory.

No match for the sight of "404" unharmed.#Concentration eluding me – for once not her fault. A slug'll do that.

Docs'll patch me. Then she can disrupt it as much as she likes. pic.twitter.com/gmUr72pQY8

— John Tannhauser (@JohnTannhauser) May 22, 2021

Ballerina's objective is to outdo each prior afterlife performance. They become supersonic and concentrate heavily on impossible color schemes, made #tawdry by sweeping beams of UFOs that her mother planet now publicly gives recognition.#vss365#SatSplat#SciFanSat #concentrate

— Poetry in 13 (@Poetryin13) May 22, 2021

Try not to concentrate on the isolation. You don't need anyone. You're better off on your own, safe and healthy, in a fallout shelter.
Then again, if I truly believed that, I wouldn't be talking to myself.#satsplat #SciFanSat #SciFiSat #SlapDashSat #DoomsDaisy #WIP pic.twitter.com/Re0ZbNh0rT

— DoomsDaisy (@DoomsDaisy) May 22, 2021

"Do you believe our ancestors came from this planet?"

"History says so, but the only remaining life is #concentrate-d at the South Pole."

We put on gas masks due to the high levels of CO2 and stepped outside. A group of sentient plant-like creatures greeted us.#SciFanSat

— Maria A. Perez (@MariaAPerez1) May 22, 2021

"Such #tawdry details," #TarlaTheBlack said dismissively, "lead a #trail straight to you.

"It's no use being #humble now. Go. Let me #concentrate."

"B… bu…"

"Oh. Yes, of course. Pickle? Lunchtime, sweetie."

Her pet licked its lips.#vss365 #vssDreams #vssdaily #SciFanSat

— That Burnt Writer (@ThatBurntWriter) May 22, 2021

0/XF
"Why #concentrate your attention at Eeri?"
It's the Council's unanimous query at Luna who was summoned to straighten out the issue.
"He is a disease we must isolate," she reasoned out, "before he infects the universe."
"He's just your brother's protégé."#Satsplat#SciFanSat

— aran (@AranPotente) May 22, 2021