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| Sorry for the lack of a cut, I'm having really problems with the formatting here. I've had four entries so far, you have a few hours left, so a quick reminder if you wanted to enter. This competition is developing as it goes. It's probably flashfic, not a drabble competition as you can use less than 100 words. The story must be 100 words or less, and must include the sentence "That's no unicorn!" Poems, etc will be considered on a case by case basis. Words in the story's title are not included in the word count, however if this is abused in a "How could you believe me when I said I loved you when you know I've been a liar all my life" or indeed in a "Taumata-whakatangihanga-koauau-o-Tamate Entries so far... stephbg - last competition's flashfic champion was a quick submission with this amusing exchange. I can just hear the sleazy salesman. Clearly, though, the customer has read his bestiaries well. "That's a backyard horse kit job" is still making me giggle at inopportune times. Suits you sir "How about this one sir? Best in the yard, only one lady owner, used to take it out on Sundays. Latish model, goes like the clappers, all factory-standard trim." "The horn looks a bit wobbly." "All in perfect working order, I assure you sir." "And look at those feet, and that tail. That's no unicorn; that's a backyard horse kit job." "The genuine article, I assure you sir. Half price, today only. Fancy a test drive?" "No thanks." "Your loss sir. How about this one then? Last year's most popular compact model basilisk." "That's a chicken." Next we have kbpenguin and a student's cunning plan. I reckon this student should get together with the hapless protagonist of Flight of the Horse, by Niven. Xenobiology Final Project “That’s no unicorn.” “What do you mean? It has four legs, hooves, a tail, and a single horn on its head.” “Did you sleep through my lecture on medieval Terra? The unicorn put its head in the laps of human maidens. Can you imagine this creature doing that?” “Err, well…” “Did you even attempt time-travel, or did you just jet down and take a current-day creature?” Grorinta looked away. “Err, well… Are you sure it's not a unicorn?” The instructor shook his heads. “It’s a rhinoceros. Next I suppose you’re going to tell me this sea anemone is a mermaid?” pedanther cleverly constructed this untitled little piece next. This is the first piece that has made me kick myself after missing the bleeding obvious. Call myself an sf fan. Hmmmph. "This is the right place, I'm sure of it," Hank said. "According to the map, the Eldar Unicorn Sanctuary should be right here." They looked around the valley again. No unicorn sanctuary. No unicorns. No buildings. No signs of life. "Over there!" Luke called, pointing. "A unicorn!" A shadow had appeared against a rockface, vague in outline but clearly something with a single horn. Kennedy frowned. The shadow was growing, and already it seemed too large for a-- He turned. It loomed over them, vast and metallic, sunlight outlining a single, well-aimed, gun turret. "Guys?" he said. "That's no unicorn..." rdmasters / ![[info - personal]](http://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small} rdm decided to submit this over at Dreamwidth, and did not see the other entries until after he'd posted this untitled piece. Again, a student is set a hard task, a bit unfair on the male students, if you ask me. I'm sure Ctesias would have given him the same result.My best moment in school? It would have been the time that I trashed the gym they use as the exam centre. It was my final exams before graduation. It was my Summonings final, and the last question was a doozy for a guy. So I thought about it for a bit, and cast the spell. Then something big, grey, and angry appeared, and rampaged off, destroying desks, chairs, windows, and the floor as it went. The examiner said "That's no unicorn!" So I got out the dictionary, opened it, and pointed. Four legs, one horn, tufted tail. I passed. | ||||||||||
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