Writing Prompt

When the humans first stumbled across the aliens… well… they were purely disgusted. After all their work, sending out complex codes into the void of space… this was what responded?

There wasn’t really a way to describe them, dog-like perhaps. Their eyes were deep, as if you were looking into a galaxy of their own. They had fur in various tans and browns, and their minds, well, they were similar ...

17:46, Planenthia

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We named the creatures Kleto. They thrived in the mostly hydrogen atmosphere of their home plant, Planenthia. Never before, in all of our explorations, had we seen specimens such as the Kleto. They where short and stubby, almost resembling baby penguins of earth. Their diet consisted of native vegetation and small crill-like organisms. They lived and traveled i...

Alien species it camouflages itself

Instinctively sensed the environment

It looks at you than disappears

It brings friends along looking l at a distance

It sense and knows but sings a song

It glides in the ocean like a dance

It changes colour as to communicate camouflaged than exuberance. Its antenna flowing with electricity....

An ice volcano surrounded by frosted waves. A silent ocean rested on a frozen beach. Beneath the sparkling thick icy surface, there rose a hiss. The gentle hiss grew into a rumble. The rhythmic rumble mushroomed into a rattle. The frentic rattle raced up and up and up through the network of mining tunnels. Next was the rattle screamed.

In a fog of mechanical screaming and ice crystals, a lone fig...

There it was. I could see it. I could not feel it. I didn’t know where it came from. But it was there. I was sure of that.

“Hello”

“Hello”

I wondered then if it was actually there or if it was a voice in my head. This same though had plagued me greatly throughout my life.

I ended up making it the resistance. I believe its goal was to throw me off my game. What was my game?

Easy, my game ...

There are three types of flying objects that I normally mistake for UAP: Venus — yes, I’m that dumb; balloons, which is apparently a common one; and of course, satellites. Far too many times have I raised my hopes up only for my good friend and alienologist Phil to consistently bring me back to my senses. Let me sum up the current situation with a simple statement: not today. As a matter of fact, ...

I watched the scene in horror on the VHS tape, coiled under my robe, tucked tight in my wheelchair. My limbs pulsed in pain.

The being we studied for years suddenly rose from the ground before us. I heard Mark crying behind me, looking on at something that we never thought possible. In the flesh, the creature looked different from our laboratory sketches. There was a human like aspect to its fac...

Two beings stood before the craft as a dozen men stepped out.

“Take us to your leader” one of the men joked as the beings look at each other unamused. Their large eyes appearing vacant to the ignorant travellers.

As one of the beings went to speak another of the men made a crude symbol towards them to an eruption of laughter from his peers.

“Look they have no idea what it means bless them.”

A ...

They came from different stars, unknown,

To Earth, a land they’d never grown

In the beginning, they stumbled slow and strange,

Their movements awkward and out of rage

No shinning minds or quick designs,

Just creatures learning in a bind

Their thoughts like clouds, they drifted wide,

As if the lacked a certain guide

Unnoticed intelligence, took its time,

Like clumsy step in foreign rhyme

I watche...

Deep in the uncharted sector of the galaxy known only as the Damp Bits - nobody really knew why - space explorer Lionel “Fingers” Dempsey found himself stranded on a planet which at some point had been marked on the charts as ‘Grut’.

Grut was not the sort of the planet you’d expect to find on the cover of an overly optimistic science fiction novel: verdant jungles, very large mushrooms, and shock...