“Capital”: A SciFanSat Microfiction Compilation

#Capital City was in danger! Our king had been taken by a giant Lac bug—army petrified, it was up to me to save the day.

Collecting all my #shellac nails into a “hard as nails” arrow headed spear, I pierced it’s heart!

I, their dainty princess. #vss365 #scifansat #satsplat

— Fizzy AllsortsOfAllsorts (@Fizzytwizler) November 12, 2022

As gorgeous as the galactic capital was, it was a patently fake beauty. A depressing lie. Shellac and glitz slapped on a cesspool.
She could round any corner and find herself surrounded by the gritty, harsh reality the aristocrats wanted to pretend away.#vss365 #SciFanSat

— R.S.Bass is querying (@RebBassWrites) November 12, 2022

Field trip.

What is that weird smell? A girl asked.

That is the smell of old books. We're at the last remaining library in the Capital, Ms Frank said.

Well it stinks, the child said, wrinkling her nose.

You stink, said an old cyborg who was dusting shelves.#SciFanSat

— Irene (@_Irene_Dreams_) November 11, 2022

From the capital, the ministers could see the smoke in the west. Was it plague fires burning for the dead?
The volcano is waking, the messenger said. #SciFansat #capital

— Voima Oy (@voimaoy) November 12, 2022

The Zorn were really into architecture. Their method of capital punishment was to force the offender to carry a capital—the square part at the top of a column—until he collapsed. It worked, but slowly. It afforded us more of a chance to rescue the captain. #SciFanSat #Satsplat

— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) November 12, 2022

The #peace talks were held in #Crunst #capital, a city built of living fire.
When it all went to hell, literally, they called on me to rescue the diplomats
Including my ex wife
I'd told her to go to hell
Now I had to rescue her from it#vss365 #Achtenwrite #SciFanSat #satsplat pic.twitter.com/TBm2a8wAdf

— 🤩 Debbie Iancu-Haddad – The Bone Master is HERE! (@debbieiancu) November 12, 2022

Her poetic graffitti adorned many buildings in the Capital. As the culture shifted her importance was recognized and she rose into the ranks of the political elite. When she died by her own hand, and rose as a glorified being, a new true religion was born.#SciFanSat #capital pic.twitter.com/8fcug1rGRT

— Indigenous Soul (@GeneVatow) November 12, 2022

"The hostages were taken to the #capital city." The new commander glared at his lieutenants. "I want a rescue plan by 0300 hours. Identify the best snipers."
"Sir, what we need are deep sea divers."
"Huh?"
"The natives of this planet are aquatic creatures."#SciFanSat#satsplat

— Maria A. Perez (@MariaAPerez1) November 12, 2022

The landing site was surrounded by shellac structures, and insects looking animals were crawling on their surfaces. We noticed several nests burnt at our landing site.
History books said that we attacked their capital first, but we found that too late.#vss365 #scifansat pic.twitter.com/Bldq44lp9D

— Luis (@elauraeterea) November 12, 2022

#SciFanSat
She didn't choose the rendezvous.
Strong cold winds in the #capital during autumn tested dos. For the purpose of anonymity as well as a precaution she donned a wig over her cropped hair, the #shellac purposely applied to preserve its style & shine.#vss365#2WordPrompt

— aran (@AranPotente) November 12, 2022

Our end began with lies, a shellac of expediency glossing over the principles staving off human nature. Now our capital is forgotten under the sand. When you uncover us, the first lie that begins your downfall is the belief that it won't happen to you.#scifansat #vss365 #vsspic pic.twitter.com/uzlsW8qZdR

— A.L. MacDonald (@A_L_MacDonald) November 12, 2022

"We finally raised enough capital for the diaspora. 17 ships, 1000s of people, & no idea where we're headed."
"We go off gut instinct around here. We'll be fine."
"Um, no, we need to know."
"You're right. I was just trying to humor you. I'm scared poopless."#SciFanSat #SciFiSat

— Danielle Ste. Just—Returning to Norminal (@DanielleSteJust) November 12, 2022

Under #shellac skies
The #capital falling#Awed, we watch our doom#vss365 #haikufeels #SciFanSat

— Thelma is nearing the and 🖊️ 📖 🖤 (@ThelmaMantey) November 12, 2022

I wrote in #capital letters. A sentence. A time apart. A city in space. An opera spun from a leaking pen. On top of my A, an asteroid. Stars sprang all along the curve of an S. And I woke from this strange sleep, pen in hand. Deep space, deep time, does that, they said#scifansat

— To be Stevie (@PatchieSteve) November 11, 2022

~Raise a Toast~

The galactic poet
arrives at the #capital
to give account
of his journey
near a black hole

He speaks of
the here & now
bending with
the when & how,

and raises a toast
to dedicate
his Galactic Book Award
to a daughter,
40 years his senior #SciFanSat

— Flooded Ember (@FloodedEmber) November 12, 2022

The #capital lay in smouldering ruins. Too late, she sighed, shoulders slumped, eyes glazed over like #shellac. But as she stood there, she remembered their weakness & her secret weapon. She called to the others to activate the drones "Time for Plan Z!"#vss365 #SciFanSat#scifi

— Karen (@SquiggleGallery) November 12, 2022

In the capital, the princess cried, collecting her tears in pretty bottles, labeling them with drawings of flowers. She added shine with a coat of #shellac. Bird-faced men queued to buy them, jostling and squawking with indignation when one of them succeeded.#vss365#SciFanSat

— John Everex (@EverexJohn) November 12, 2022

The #shellac had barely dried on her nails when everyone’s phones started going off. Looks of fear and confusion filled the salon. The text was in all #capital letters: SEEK SHELTER IMMEDIATELY. SPACE INVASION IMMINENT. #SciFanSat #vss365 pic.twitter.com/0RwPDxrcph

— Anastasia (@aarellanowriter) November 12, 2022

The Ygzrra ship landed in the capital and the insect swarm quickly secured the city. The few surviving humans were encased in shellac. After the Queen gifts each with a fist-sized egg, each will happily become either Soldier or Worker in the Earth-hive#vss365 #SciFanSat

— I don't know you (@Nosferavous) November 12, 2022

The hypersonic transport rocketed through the stratosphere. At the other end of its high parabolic arc, the capital city of Summerwell. There, they'd find the space elevator. Mercy cast a shy glance at Dante out the corner of her eye.
–Exile War Act 2#SciFanSat #SciFiSat pic.twitter.com/6EfGN0Nfhv

— Bowen Greenwood (@bowengreenwood) November 12, 2022