Bishop Patenkin: NaNoWriMo Best of the Daily (16)

Pointing at Tboi, his arm and hand extended were so long they nearly bisected the entire little room.  The Bishop roared, “You deserve to be removed from our sight.  Your stench is so hideous I fear I’ll have to wash for days to remove what biological hazards you carry, you rat.  But instead, you will get a merciful choice from our esteemed and benevolent Ancestrian law.  Participant-2014-Square-ButtonThink on it and answer wisely, for if you manage to return from any pilgrimage here on Kepler-Z, know that I will still be here.  And I will remember your beady eyes and your disgusting mole-like face, Lorgose refuse.”


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Kepler-Z ST: NaNoWriMo Best of the Daily (15)

The Sub-Trans, or ST, tunnel was sparsely filled that night as Bishop Patel lead her to the platform.  Kepler-Z was in a solar week and that meant the feint orange light that glowed from the brightest of the two Red Dwarfs it revolved around wouldn’t dim for another three days.  Most Ancestrians, Terra among them, preferred solar weeks as opposed to the alternative.  Participant-2014-Square-ButtonCimmerian weeks, as they were called, happened when the Inner Cities of Shackleton made their way to the dark side of their highly dense and rocky planet.


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NaNoWriMo Best of the Daily (14) – Interrogation

“If you are questioned by a Wilkesist, keep your answers as short as possible and tell them no information they do not specifically ask you to tell.  Do not admit to breaking the Ordinance.   No matter how they press you.  Let them count only on what sources they may have that say otherwise.  There are not many, and I do not think the boy would speak ill of you.  Participant-2014-Square-ButtonIf a Bishop questions you, with exception of a few, they will not used skilled word tricks like the agents.  They will use other, painful methods.  If that happens, remember the carbon subnitride damage.  It was painful, but mendable.  You may not yet understand, but believe me Terra, physical pain is nothing compared to lasting emotional pain.”


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NaNoWriMo Best of the Daily (13) – Bishop Patel

“Well now, I’d say you’ve just about answered every last question I had on this here matter, Maiden Hassium.  How ‘bout that?  You like to think you can stick t’ a plan in not sayin’ much and,” both Maiden Hassium and Terra jumped when he clapped his hands together on his next word, “POW – just like that, you end up with a Bishop who actually knows how t’ interrogate.  Participant-2014-Square-ButtonDon’t that just twizzle yer tendrils.”  With that he took Terra’s arm and began walking with her toward the portal.


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NaNoWriMo Best of the Daily (2)

     Bishop Patel was a burly man with a sparse assortment of grey and blond speckled hair on his thinning head.  He walked as if he hid something beneath the maroon trench coat that was characteristic of the uniform.  He lumbered toward Maiden Hassium with an air of superiority and an odor of star-gin emanating from his pores.  “Who am I here to question?” he asked, peering at the woman’s hairline.   He was not aware of the severity that required his visit or he would have tied the lapels of his trigger hand back behind his blasters. Participant-2014-Square-Button


Tune in for quick reads of the best (or least despicable) selections from the previous day’s word count, by virtue of my daily writing regimen for the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo).  I will refrain from my impulse to include a disclaimer with this except to say I wrote this in a five minute .