Six-Word Sci-Fi: Stories Written by You

THIS MONTH’S PROMPT

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In 6 words, compose a story about a wormhole found in your closet.

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MAY2022

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A Story About a Futuristic Meal Gone Wrong

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THE PRINTER RAN OUT OF FLAVOR.

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— Stuart Hodgson, through e-mail

Honorable Mentions:

Waiter, I bought polynyocominnucloride, not biconvocominleucloride.— Carolyne Gibson, through Facebook

Robot breakdowns– leaving just Mom’s cooking.— Marc Ringel, through e-mail

Suddenly I recognized, I’m the food.— @nicoestr, through Twitter

So complete. Method a lot of gigabytes.— Jim Frentz, through e-mail

Call the server, my soup’s pixelating.— Rick Veenstra, by means of e-mail

Waiter, my soup has actually been pestered!— @nostalgicbookishness, by means of Instagram

Please examine genome compatibility prior to consuming.— @sebastiancastro, by means of Instagram

Steak tablet took off in the hydrator.— Shelvine Berzerk Erasmus, through Facebook

I was starving. Was it.— Jake McCormack, by means of Facebook

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APRIL2022

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A Story About Surviving a High-Tech Disaster

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MY HANDS, ONCE AGAIN, WERE MINE.

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— John DeFilippi, by means of e-mail

Honorable Mentions:

Grandma, inform me about the memes.— E. E. Eon, through e-mail

Just more than happy you are analog.— Maarten Visscher, by means of e-mail

There’s strawberry jam inside the VCR.— @Plan_Prep_Live, by means of Twitter

The robotics will not stop feeding me.— @lithohedron, by means of Twitter

And then the battery went out.— @thedigifish, through Instagram

On Earth, I ‘d been noticable dead.— @bower_mink, by means of Instagram

Luckily, the quantum untangler was near.— Antti Karjalainen, by means of Facebook

I’m outdoors! We are all outdoors!— Paul Hubner, by means of e-mail

Huh, your DNA can’t be validated.— Jason Rosenberg, through e-mail

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MARCH2022

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A Story About an Extraordinary Coincidence

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“THAT’S ME!” SHE EXCLAIMED, CROSSING DIMENSIONS.

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— Joyce, by means of e-mail

Honorable Mentions:

I composed this very same story the other day.
— @tatiang, by means of Twitter