“Transport”: A SciFanSat Microfiction Compilation

Revamping
our mindset
from the
laxity of
limitation,
we #transport
our #present
principles
to the
latter
for a newer
generation,
with our#breathe
constantly
pushing
our
ideology
in
devotion.#vss365 #BrknShards #SciFanSat #writingcommunity pic.twitter.com/yOZN01tit9

— KING OF THE MEEK🏁🪐☄️ (@Efizipapa) April 15, 2023

“Please stay.”

“I don’t control my Rolling Worlds Syndrome. When it transports me, or what alternate timeline I go to.”

“But—”

He kisses her. “I just try to do good, where I go.”

“I love you.”

He fades. “Our love is my only constant between worlds.”#SciFanSat #2WordPrompt

— Jason H. Abbott (@Jason_H_Abbott) April 15, 2023

Thick woodland hid 7 metal like pods, disguised as short wide tree trunks in a circle.
On the eve of 29 Feb, they blasted off, 4 years after of silent Earth watching. #Transport-ing back various specimens & ready to report—many of Earths disaster stories. #scifansat #satsplat

— Fizzy AllsortsOfAllsorts (@Fizzytwizler) April 15, 2023

“It’s about being present,” he said, rapping the top of her head to make her flinch away. “Not something you lot excel at.”
Her eyes narrowed as she tracked the spindly, old Fae. “This some hippy crap? You said I’m transporting stuff between realms.”
“I did.”
#vss365 #SciFanSat

— R.S.Bass is querying (@RebBassWrites) April 15, 2023

I'll meet you there, she said. We'll leave for the stars together. In the crowd rushing to board the transport ship, I thought I saw her, but it was another face. #SciFanSat #transport

— Voima Oy (@voimaoy) April 15, 2023

The open pages pulled me deep under, #transporting me to far worlds, odd friends, trials, and triumphs. Her voice, faint at first but insistent, was what reeled me back to the #present. Who will bring me back now that she's gone?

My imagination growls.#vss365 #Scifansat #AIart pic.twitter.com/hSnpXhK3Mv

— A.L. MacDonald (@A_L_MacDonald) April 15, 2023

The talking reels spoke of one aerial transport used by the ancients to elevate themselves to the stars. A wonder as no other in present times. Imbued in wisdom, the Caliph of Texas sent me, Joseph Almuarikh, to the frozen dessert of Wash-In-Ton to find it.#SciFanSat #vss365 pic.twitter.com/QVz060AwIq

— Baltar Xinzo (@BaltarXinzo) April 15, 2023

"Lords and Ladies! Let us to #transport you to another world as we #present our post-#apocalyptic musical "#Please #stay, the cat misses you."

"An entire &^!$ing troupe of 'em?" sighed #GrumpySwearyFairy. "&^!$ that, I'm off to the pub."#vss365 #2WordPrompt #vssmagic #scifansat pic.twitter.com/b3ttVlc5Ri

— That Burnt Writer 🇺🇦 (@ThatBurntWriter) April 15, 2023

We need the rare ore only found on the frozen tundra side of this tidally locked planet. Seas boil on the other side. The habitable zone consists of a strip of dark forest in between. We must devise a mode of transport that can withstand these extremes.#SciFanSat #satsplat

— Maria A. Perez (@MariaAPerez1) April 15, 2023

A Young Guardsman stood before the Captain's Mast. "You're charged with Terroristic Sabotage in the loss of Fleet Transport 79, How do you plead?" "Guilty as charged Sir, check the manifest & you'll know why I did it, and I'd do i again"#vss365 #SciFanSat #SciFiFri pic.twitter.com/drahTbw628

— Indigenous Soul (@GeneVatow) April 15, 2023

He felt #transport-ed back in time, #present and past blurring, then & now one lethal melody, weaving through the ranks of soldiers, untouchable, unstoppable, defying weapons & shields and armor, seizing people’s bodies, and creeping into their minds. Killing.#vss365 #SciFanSat

— Thelma 🖊️ 📖 🖤 (@ThelmaMantey) April 15, 2023

In the darkest forest, the tendrils of memory grasp at your consciousness, pulling you back toward the nightmare. You search desperately for something, anything to transport you back to a present, which, suddenly, doesn’t seem quite so bad anymore. #vss365 #SciFanSat #Satsplat

— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) April 15, 2023

He carried their luggage in an old #transporter, battered by space debris. It was powered by a washing machine motor he'd salvaged on Arkansas 5. But now he was lost in space. And to make matters worse, the ship's gear was stuck on spin cycle. He checked the map again#scifansat

— PatchieSteve (@PatchieSteve) April 15, 2023

#SciFanSat #Vss365
Present-to-Yourself Tours was hit hard. First, the infestation of off-world transports by cosmic lice and then uninsurable domestic travel due to nuclear fallout. Future travel revealed a dead Earth. Historical revels held promise but no one ever came home. pic.twitter.com/DlEnLs66Bp

— Cecily Winter: dreaming about writingagain! (@winter_cecily) April 15, 2023

“Our Crystal Armada”#jade crystal starship
marvel of engineering
fields of energy#transport in grand style
form and function’s pinnacle
metal shells? old school!

our ships rendezvous
a brilliant armada
defends our planets#ScifaikuSaturday #jade#SciFanSat #transport pic.twitter.com/213zF1gwjk

— Alan Vincent Michaels (@AlanVMichaels) April 14, 2023

She stared out of the window. It went over a bump that nearly threw her into the roof.
'Enjoying the #transport?' He smirked. She held her #patience, just.
'I'm just surprised.'
'They are trees.'
'Yes, but, we used to have trees on Earth too.'#SciFanSat #satsplat #vss365

— Lexikon (@Lexikonical) April 15, 2023

There's a godawful squealing as metal bites metal, and the skyfreighter scrapes and ricochets, belching fire as it makes ground with a staggering crash.

A scream tears from my lips, more fury than fright.

That ship was our last #transport home.#scifansat

— Titania Tempest (@TitaniaTempest) April 15, 2023

Her magic was mundane in many ways—her ability to diffuse tension, avert disaster and ensure everyone else was content. It was #manifest in her voice and eyes, and her words would transport us to better times.
When she left, our world became fractured and sour.#vss365#scifansat

— John Everex (@EverexJohn) April 15, 2023

The forest was dangerous, so safe #transport was a must. Luckily, the giants offered a service to get people through unmolested by pixies. However, hidden in the small print, was how you’d be carried; and more than one traveler was overcome by pernicious pocket lint.#scifansat

— Scurra Ignavus (@ScurrasFolly) April 15, 2023

my transport to inconceivable
unexpectedly ill-tempered
making me swoon
(it is not my favourite word)
i cannot tell if it's their
usual mind but i like it i'm
so bored with humble types
hope they never change#SciFanSat#poem #poetry

— susan osborne (@osbornecsue) April 15, 2023