RobertScorpio
Pariah
This is just a small story..well..Pilot actually. We will follow the adventures of Wazzo as the different montly challenges come to pass....
Star Trek;
The Wazzo Adventures
Starring
Wazzo; the immortal fly!
“Son of a bitch,” Wazzo, the immortal fly, cursed out loud as he flew through the thick jungle that would, some day, become San Francisco. How he had come to be here was just another in a long line of turn of events. Events that happened moments ago, but over a hundred and fifty million years in the future, in the far off Gamma Quadrant taboot!
You see, Wazzo was aboard the Star-liner Nebula-1 when suddenly the ship came under the control of space pirates *. While buzzing around the empty corridors looking for some food, he took a wrong turn at Albuquerque, or was it corridor four, and was sucked out onto the main deck. Suddenly a microscopic quantum-singularity struck him, and…BAMB! He was back in the past.
How as he going to get back to the 25th century? That would have to wait for later, as for now, he was hungry. And then, he saw it!! A large Brontosaurus was having a very large, massively large, bowel movement. It was a gift from the one true God: the Brundell!
Wazzo dove into the large, twelve foot high, mound of fresh dinocrap. The flavors of the dung were all new to Wazzo, being that most the plants the beasts back in this time were extinct. Maybe going home was not that important. Where else could a fly, down on his luck, find twelve foot high, freshly laid dung, to feast on???
It was difficult being an immortal fly. From his early days in San Diego, to the years he spent with his same sex partner in San Francisco, to the glory days living inside one of Kai Winn’s hat on Bajor. Each chapter in his life had ups and downs.
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After several days of cruising the local forests, Wazzo decided that he needed a friend. But the flies from this time, who were much bigger, spoke very primitively. They were very simple minded flies too. Where as Wazzo was always wanting to talk about the various kinds of cow testicle he had slurped sweat off, these pre-historic flies were just so much about getting food. What was wazzo to do??
Suddenly there was a loud thundering sound. At first he thought it was Worf and Jadzia’s head board, but he was wrong. A giant ball of flame was crashing down through the sky. It soon flew over the horizon and was gone. The ground started to shake. Wazzo instantly new what it happened. The Yucatan had just been destroyed by the comet that would soon end the lives of these dinosaurs once and for all, due to nuclear winter.
But what about Wazzo, what was he to do? Was he doomed to die as Earth was thrown into decades of ecological disaster?
No! He wouldn’t allow it. He had a plan!
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FOOTNOTE
* Wazzo last appeared in
STAR TREK
“Voyage to nowhere”
Chapter Two –Never Dine Alone
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Continued next month as part of next month’s Monthly challenge, whatever that ends up being!!!
Star Trek;
The Wazzo Adventures
Starring
Wazzo; the immortal fly!
“Son of a bitch,” Wazzo, the immortal fly, cursed out loud as he flew through the thick jungle that would, some day, become San Francisco. How he had come to be here was just another in a long line of turn of events. Events that happened moments ago, but over a hundred and fifty million years in the future, in the far off Gamma Quadrant taboot!
You see, Wazzo was aboard the Star-liner Nebula-1 when suddenly the ship came under the control of space pirates *. While buzzing around the empty corridors looking for some food, he took a wrong turn at Albuquerque, or was it corridor four, and was sucked out onto the main deck. Suddenly a microscopic quantum-singularity struck him, and…BAMB! He was back in the past.
How as he going to get back to the 25th century? That would have to wait for later, as for now, he was hungry. And then, he saw it!! A large Brontosaurus was having a very large, massively large, bowel movement. It was a gift from the one true God: the Brundell!
Wazzo dove into the large, twelve foot high, mound of fresh dinocrap. The flavors of the dung were all new to Wazzo, being that most the plants the beasts back in this time were extinct. Maybe going home was not that important. Where else could a fly, down on his luck, find twelve foot high, freshly laid dung, to feast on???
It was difficult being an immortal fly. From his early days in San Diego, to the years he spent with his same sex partner in San Francisco, to the glory days living inside one of Kai Winn’s hat on Bajor. Each chapter in his life had ups and downs.
--
After several days of cruising the local forests, Wazzo decided that he needed a friend. But the flies from this time, who were much bigger, spoke very primitively. They were very simple minded flies too. Where as Wazzo was always wanting to talk about the various kinds of cow testicle he had slurped sweat off, these pre-historic flies were just so much about getting food. What was wazzo to do??
Suddenly there was a loud thundering sound. At first he thought it was Worf and Jadzia’s head board, but he was wrong. A giant ball of flame was crashing down through the sky. It soon flew over the horizon and was gone. The ground started to shake. Wazzo instantly new what it happened. The Yucatan had just been destroyed by the comet that would soon end the lives of these dinosaurs once and for all, due to nuclear winter.
But what about Wazzo, what was he to do? Was he doomed to die as Earth was thrown into decades of ecological disaster?
No! He wouldn’t allow it. He had a plan!
--
FOOTNOTE
* Wazzo last appeared in
STAR TREK
“Voyage to nowhere”
Chapter Two –Never Dine Alone
--
Continued next month as part of next month’s Monthly challenge, whatever that ends up being!!!
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Other than that, a totally believable story. 
