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"Hello," a standard human greeting, happened to be a way of expressing that all Tornax were born of questionable parentage. Their standard greeting, "Cocksucker," happened to be a way of expressing that the human subject engaged in excessive fellatio with other species. Fortunately, both races were completely understanding of one another during first contact, each well aware that the other had no way of realizing this before the fact.
However, it is a constant source of contention, as humans insist upon greeting Tornax with "hello," and the Tornax refuse to defer to any other salutation than "Cocksucker." Matters were further complicated when the Duchy of Maternalfornicaters (typically spelled Matrn'al Furnicutres) entered into this burgeoning galactic community. No sooner had this bizarre coincidence been pushed to the wayside for proper diplomatic and cultural exchange to begin than a species which spoke almost entirely in words that seemed to be compound English profanity (the noble and elegant Felch) demanded it have an audience in the galaxy.
Ultimately it was found that all species in the galaxy had some major aspect of the culture that was offensive when described in English.
The subject is constantly investigated. However, recently-uncovered granite slabs on 387 Imhotep may hold the answer. They tell a prophecy of a particularly obnoxious, dull-witted race of primate-analogues ascending to the stars and attempting to communicate as noisily with other species as possible. The prophecy has a list of linguistic decrees, the preamble of which would seem to indicate that they are meant to confuse and irritate the primates as much as possible. Unfortunately, the remainder of the slabs have not yet been recovered.
Needless to say, upcoming discussions at the Archaeological Center on Allhumanslikehorsedick will be very interesting, indeed.
However, it is a constant source of contention, as humans insist upon greeting Tornax with "hello," and the Tornax refuse to defer to any other salutation than "Cocksucker." Matters were further complicated when the Duchy of Maternalfornicaters (typically spelled Matrn'al Furnicutres) entered into this burgeoning galactic community. No sooner had this bizarre coincidence been pushed to the wayside for proper diplomatic and cultural exchange to begin than a species which spoke almost entirely in words that seemed to be compound English profanity (the noble and elegant Felch) demanded it have an audience in the galaxy.
Ultimately it was found that all species in the galaxy had some major aspect of the culture that was offensive when described in English.
The subject is constantly investigated. However, recently-uncovered granite slabs on 387 Imhotep may hold the answer. They tell a prophecy of a particularly obnoxious, dull-witted race of primate-analogues ascending to the stars and attempting to communicate as noisily with other species as possible. The prophecy has a list of linguistic decrees, the preamble of which would seem to indicate that they are meant to confuse and irritate the primates as much as possible. Unfortunately, the remainder of the slabs have not yet been recovered.
Needless to say, upcoming discussions at the Archaeological Center on Allhumanslikehorsedick will be very interesting, indeed.
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A Lover of Sorts
A wandering ace roamed far and wide
Hoping to catch some education in stride,
But Western Wedding University, dead set,
Asked her, “Have you found a lover yet?”
She said, “I am looking for one, of course,
But they must only be a lover of sorts.”
“Of sorts?” McVay curiously replied.
The ace only smiled, heart filling with pride,
For he knew not everyone could understand
That all he ever wanted was to hold someone’s hand
And cuddle at sunset on a cold winter’s night
While drinking hot cocoa by the campfire light.
A kiss or two but nothing more,
Anything else he would abhor.
A lover of sorts woul
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Songs From a Lesbian's Hymnal
she and I found each other
in the middle of being eaten alive.
for months I had been
a ghost yearning
to be more dead. I haunted
the drawers and cupboards of my house,
looking for answers to the
secret aches within your bones,
you kept slicing open your wrists,
hoping to go deeper each and
every time I was hiding in the dark
listening to the breath of my mother and
wondering how do you tell someone that
you wished you'd never been born, wished with
every candle you blew out that
I could just cure myself of my own existence
because it feels more like a void than something even
reasonably half full.
you wanted to purge your
broken soul o
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Komorebi
In my dream
I opened my eyes to see
a light among shadow
catch a glimpse of my face,
peeking through cracks
of evergreen shade.
Brown eyes shining gold
peering down at me,
long hair tickling my skin
soft lips caressing mine.
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Anybody remember that old Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy joke where the aliens misinterpret a human phrase and attempt to invade the earth, only to have their entire fleet devoured by a small dog? It's a pretty old trope, I'm sure. It inspired me to write this unbelievably juvenile piece.
If there's anybody offended by this, please understand that that was not the purpose, and you have my sincerest, most heartfelt fuck off.
If there's anybody offended by this, please understand that that was not the purpose, and you have my sincerest, most heartfelt fuck off.
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I really like the idea that aliens and humans have the same words, but they all mean different things. I like how the tone of the piece is sorta historical but still slightly sarcastic and funny. I think the idea was pretty well thought out, and it was quite original, even if it was based on the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I really like your tone, as I have said before, and I think all your vocabulary helps with the tone. You also have a very nice flow here. However, I have some small problems with the writing, which include some punctuation issues. Overall, a really great piece.