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Sunday, Inactivity PLNs

Tale Foundry cancelled for health reasons, so I'm streaming early. Thereafter, I shall post and then slack off for the remains of the day.

Huzzah.

A hot bath may yet be in order.

The downside of going out for Bath Bombs is that I'll also have to wear the Torture Shoes because fucking bone spurs need correcting again. OTOH maybe the place isn't open by the time I'm done with my bullshit.

D&D news: I have technically finished the maps! I have to do some corrections, but the larger part of the work is DONE. Yay.

I also have some minor maps to build, but that should be fine and dandy on a Monday afternoon. I might even do them in DungeonDraft so I don't have to get sweary about the building blocks.

I anticipate a lot of switching for various parts of the game.

Chapter Count: I have written some words into Chapter 276 and may finish that off today. Or I may not. I've been awake since 3AM. I need a napnap.

I need at least one day for flopping around and just chilling, right?

Stream soon. Story later than that.

Challenge #03793-J140: Power Versus Freedom

"The gods gave you the power to be able to topple whole empires and this is what you do with it??"

"Yes, I told you before. I just wanted a quiet life on the farm. I'm finally free, and, at last, I am happy." -- Anon Guest

Mythologising people is always a mistake. People keep finding proof of the reality. It's even worse when that mythologised person was still alive.

The Thrice-Sworn King had stopped short of becoming an emperor. He had

Saturday, Parkrun and Security Blanket

I GOT MY LAPPY BACK! WQO!

Beloved and I had a discussion earlier in the week about how long it was taking for the repairs to go ahead. So we agreed to go seeking info today after the parkrun shenanigans. I even asked her to hold my liddle hand while I did all of that.

Fast forward to Friday. My love spends so long with Friendo Awesome and the Rainbow Chatters that she's too tired to drive home.

Leaving me to drive

Challenge #03792-J139: A Friend For Afterlife

They had a spirit following them since they were very little. Came in handy given how often they were bullied. The spirit despised bullies. -- Anon Guest

Dawson was born by the railroad tracks. From the instant he drew breath, he had Daisi by his side. This would not be anything remarkable but for one tiny detail. Daisi had been dead for twenty years.

She died on the very spot Dawson was born, in fact.

For the first few years, there was

Friday, Unfuckening as Usual

My immediate PLNs are small and average for this time of the week.

Clean the Catio, feed the Starters, make and consume the Bikkie. All that jazz.

I may actually have some Literary Zoomies going on because...

Chapter Count: Made a beginning on Chapter 275

That's right, my lovely readers, I wrote a chapter in a day! ZOOOM!

Further in my shenanigannery, I had to do a little remote tech work whilst also debugging my firkin phone. It's battery is misbehaving so

Challenge #03791-J138: A Foundation of Small Peace

They had powerful magic, able to make pacts with spirits, beasts, and creatures of all kinds. One spell summons a massive dragon. The two develop a steadfast bond that lasts through the ages. -- Anon Guest

Brybanise the Soothsinger began this with the intent of forging a new peace in this strange new plane of existence. The Dragons were a menage and a threat, and wiping them out was a crime against existence. Perhaps worse than killing a unicorn.

She could sing

Thursday, Day of Rest?

Certainly day of the rest. I should be getting on with my WIP, I should spare some time to summarise a chapter at minimum, and maybe even tag a week of fics for the app.

Except the Morbs are giving me the Dunwannas. BLEH.

Beloved is mildly pissed with me since I bullied her stiff arm into pliability with a quick stropping tutorial and a handful of Deep Heat. She despises Deep Heat because it both smells and burns, and she was

Challenge #03790-J137: Experience With the Subject

Are you ready to sanction the world, descendant of origin? Humanity isn’t the owner of the world. It shared by both organic and inorganic matters. As for synthetic life and seeds of idea, they’re no inferior to Homo sapiens. You have no right to make rash judgements full of arrogance and prejudice based on your own standards,

Even so… are you ready? -- Anon Guest

In judging, you are also judged. That is the deal. Those being judged, those who

Wednesday, Wordpress and Shenanigans

My love and I have knotted muscles in our shoulders and upper right arms. So my PLN involves getting some bath bombs (and dinner), and then retiring for the evening for a nice hot bath and massage exchange.

I shall be posting yet another episode of the fanficcy variant of "A Devil's Tale" today, working on the daily offerings, and of course the WIP.

Chapter Count: About to launch into chapter 274. I might be heading towards Literary Zoomies? I dunno. I

Challenge #03789-J136: Well Met by Campfire

Wraithvine wakes up to find a group set up a camp around hir camp. Under the cloche by him is tea, some now cooled, fresh buns, and some fresh fruit. His friends were also being offered friendly repast. -- Anon Guest

Wraithvine returned to consciousness and the grip of gravity to the early rays of dawn. As well as the realisation that someone had been in their camping spot.

There was a nice herbal tea waiting in a nearby teapot, as well

Tuesday, Serious Stuff (and Patreon)

A close friend of the family suffered a sexual assault, yesterday.

She's not injured, there was no forced entry, so to speak. What the proper definition might be if it was welcome could be "heavy petting".

She had to say, "No thank you" so many times she lost count before the skeezbag got the fucking hint.

Even if she reports it, nothing will be done. Apart from the usual victim blaming.

"Where did this happen?" Translated: were you in a prostitute hot

Challenge #03788-J135: Children Born in Fall...

What is the worst two times to travel? Late Fall and Early Spring. It was cold, the ground was soaked, sometimes half-frozen, there were icy puddles, it rained unexpectedly and the rain was icy cold, the wind was cold and often damp, it was miserable. Yet through this mess they still slogged, carrying their burdens. As the two young infants whimpered, Gikka and the young apprentice each also carrying an infant in their arms, it wouldn't be long now before they got

Monday, Progress and Presents

Had a bit of time juggling to get to the place. Had some fun driving what boils down to high-speed lawnmowers through an indoor track.

Chaos kept crashing into the walls because she didn't quite grok braking. Oh dear.

She was still better at driving the dang things than I was. I was bumbling around the track like it was the Dreamworld Fun Cars [the slow lawnmowers].

It was a drifting track. You're supposed to go around sideways. I was lapped like

Challenge #03787-J134: Superior Negotiation Skills

They cheered and called them a Hero. All they did was convince the dragon to please leave the village alone, the dragon annoyed by the noise, only demanding that the new den be somewhere QUIET for a change.

They were no hero, they just preferred to peacefully resolve problems, rather than revert to violence. -- Anon Guest

Heroism is easy to misidentify. Just like bravery. People mistake being fearless with being brave, but that is not bravery. That is just foolishness. Likewise,

Sunday, Meatspace PLNs

We're up to shenanigans, today. Huzzah! Going out with friends and family to drive tiny cars around an indoor racetrack for the afternoon.

With possible option for treats afterwards.

Current detail bothering me: I am driving Miss Chaos to the place and picking up KIABIL along the way. Alas, I know not where the fucking destination is and I kind'a need that for the GPS.

I'm sure it will be sorted before I take off.

Chapter count: Wrote the first words into

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Sunday, Inactivity PLNs

Challenge #03793-J140: Power Versus Freedom

Saturday, Parkrun and Security Blanket

Challenge #03792-J139: A Friend For Afterlife

Friday, Unfuckening as Usual

Challenge #03791-J138: A Foundation of Small Peace

Thursday, Day of Rest?

Challenge #03790-J137: Experience With the Subject

Wednesday, Wordpress and Shenanigans

Tuesday, Serious Stuff (and Patreon)

Challenge #03788-J135: Children Born in Fall...

Monday, Progress and Presents

Challenge #03787-J134: Superior Negotiation Skills

Sunday, Meatspace PLNs