Writing Prompt

No one came back from from the Orion mission. Communications fell dead off the research vessel. That’s when the vessel Hassel sent reinforcements.

“I’ve gotta deal with these polarity readings—Rachael, can you take over the helm?” Tacky’s red curls flopped about her green suit as she stood from the helm and headed toward the back of the ship.

Nobs and lights buzzed on and off like old bulbs set ...

My feet land on the rock and I struggle to keep balance. “Move forward.” I instruct my recruit. “But stay behind me.”

We walk, slowly, making our way across the planet. I step foot into something wet and immediately back out. “There’s water.” I say.

“That’s a good thing, right?”

I look back and nod, then we keep walking forward. I stop when reaching an abnormal hole in the center. I look down ...

Static cuts over the speaker in my ear, yanking me from my thoughts.

“Sir? Sir? Pppshhhh, pppshhh… Come in, Mark.”

“I’ve… I’ve never seen anything like it,” I draw on, eyes locked in front of me.

“What is- pppshhh… Sir?”

…

“Recruit?”

…

“Sir?”

I reach up and disable the line connecting me to the server back home, my kids, my wife, my whole life goes with it.

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...

This was never meant to happen. It was just supposed to be a mission to make sure this planet could work for human life. I never expected to find humanesque bones and writing of an intelligent society that caused their own demise. Everything on this planet matches stories of the gods and godesses of ancient times. No wonder they no longer were seen in visions or seen coming down and helping our pl...

Our spaceship landed on the planet with a thud.

As the team captain took the first steps onto the Goldilocks planet, I looked out the window in awe. My grey eyes glittering with a long forgotten hope.

It was like we were stepping back in time to when the earth was green. Grass (that plant of legends) covered the planets surface.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw it. Strange purple trees bl...

She landed on the world of Altsevered. She saw a couple tore up and bloody body’s which made her miss her dad that she loved and lost in the last zombie apocalypse. He taught her how to shoot a gun, and how to survive! She almost dared cried in-front of the few family she had left.

The smell of blood, stone, and herbs made her delighted. She saw Mr. Apolotarolo get eaten by a hippopotamus/monke...

“Dead as doornails,” Japes said, blowing a mouthful of smoke at the sleep pod (now sarcophagus). “Ain’t that a damn shame.”

Sister Isabella crossed herself and peered into the pod windows. Each crew member had died sometime during the flight. Their faces were shriveled, icy eyes staring at nothing.

Japes made coffee and opened up a box of protein bars. Isabella busied herself with giving last r...

[Ark 328, Edra Prime. 2 Years into the void]

(Erisa’s point of view)

“Wake up! yah lazy bums” Captain Forests loud voice echoed through the bunk level.

Grumbling Erisa rolled over, tossing the light blue cotton blanket onto the bunk below. Her straight black hair flooding her face and sticking to her full lips. With a grunt she pushed the hair out her face and flung her pillow with vigor into...

Log 407

“Day three of discovery X

Legs. It grew legs. I don’t know how or why but it has legs now. I have no idea what this is. Honestly it’s freaking me out. I don’t think I should take that thing back home. Though if I must it will be dead and bagged.”

Log 408

“Day four with discovery X

Nothing new. Nothings changed with X. It hasn’t grown or moved at all. Somehow, that’s more unsettling ...

2374 was the year the rocket reached Kepler-452b. The crew was tired of floating and dayless nights.

Marcus Howell was the first to take a step onto ground again. He wanted to strip his suit off and feel what looked to be grass, dive into the seemingly safe lake shore they’d landed near.

“Mark!”

Kristen’s voice cut in over the comm. “Get the samples and get in, you don’t have a full tank!”

M...