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Challenge #03029-H106: Experiments in Friendship

The ship was doing a long-haul taking a mix of human and havenworlder colonists to one of the few mixed-colony worlds. A human child, with their havenworlder friends, had begun exploring the ship and found their way to the engine room. When the parents found them, they were being given a lesson in how the engine works, and being allowed to be helpful, as much as kids can be. -- Fighting Fit

The world that Planetary Survey had found was perfect. Perfect for both Humans and the Phlupharin who wanted to live there. The recent peace between the Human Deathworlders and the Galactic Alliance Havenworlders had encouraged them to try building a settlement together. The Humans could deal effectively with any hazards and their presence tended to reassure the Havenworlders with them.

The reputation of Humans as intensely protective guardians had got around. So much so that the Phlupharin were unconcerned about their own young playing with junior Humans. Several friendships formed on the journey there. Such as Deg and Su.

They were five, and Human Deg had a knack for finding ways around the ship that ze really should not have access to. Fortunately, there were other Humans working on board and many of them were used to the less advisable habits of their young.

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Tuesday, Day 0, Patreon

Two new cases, both imports. The case total is holding steady at seventeen with fourteen in hospital and three streaming Netflix in a quarantine hotel.

I have two stories from the Tale Foundry to give to my Patreon patrons, some chapters and so on, but not a lot more than that. I do have an idea for another Kosh-centric heartbreaker, so there's that.

We'll see what we shall see.

In the news:

The property boom was a bubble the entire time. Like,

Challenge #03028-H105: Swim the Light Fantastic

They flew past me all the time inside those massive metal machines. Though some were bigger than others. My people have been floating among the stars, bright spots in what, for most, would be otherwise pure darkness for as long as I can remember. We had bodies, once, and needed such machines before, but we evolved past that. My family called me, we were heading to a new asteroid belt. Holding out hands, we, as bright flames, flew to see those that

Monday, Day 0, ANZAC Day

Two new cases, both imports. Seventeen total and fourteen in hospital, so that leaves three in the relative freedom of hotel quarantine. We're past Day 20 on local transmission, so I stopped counting there.

"Freedom" for Queensland, but I still have to mask because Death Cough. Well. Not "have to" but "choose to" because I don't want to cause a panic with my breath-stealing bark.

Eh. Today, I may indeed have the time to figure out more of Clip Studio Pro. It

Challenge #03027-H104: The Paper Anchor

The book was old, beyond old, really. It had been passed down from parent to child for a millennia. It was, now, so thick and large it was carried in a careful satchel and, due to being so ancient, the oldest of the pages yellowing, only carefully opened with gloves. The newest pages, however, were much fresher and had been added to the book almost weekly over the past hundred years. But now, the owner, dying gracefully of old age, called to

Sunday, Day 0, Whew!

One new case, an import. Sixteen total, fourteen in hospital, which leaves two with the relative freedom of resisting the minibar. It's Day 20 in Queensland.

Got kittycat fodder, got coconut milk, got some treats that I can't eat any more. I got to taste mochi and baklava and of the two I think I prefer mochi. The paste in the middle feels a bit weird, but it's not entirely off-putting for me. Fellow Autistes may have issues with the "gritty mashed

Challenge #03026-H103: Worn Away

The family went to court just as the parent said they would. Recordings of the cruel abuse the students, and instructors, of the Alliance - run school were shown as evidence. And now these people were forced to see, and hear, everything they did to her and face their crimes. Of how Barbara would stop, turn away to hide her tears, something the cameras saw, though everyone else ignored. It wasn't just the parents who intended to teach the instructors, the students,

Saturday, Day 0, Excursion

Four new cases, all imports. Today is day nineteen without local transmission. There's eighteen active cases, and fourteen in hospital. Four are therefore "free" in a hotel until their quarantine ends.

In "Bad Air Day" news, constant doses on my nebuliser (Max) have finally shifted some encrusted mucous from the bronchi. On the plus side, I can breathe more. On the minus side, gross.

On the super minus side, this dipshit has to go out into the wilderness to fetch kitty fodder

Challenge #03025-H102: Illegal Tender

There is bad way to win and there is a good way to lose; what’s interesting while also being troubling is that it’s not always clear which is which. A flipped coin doesn’t always land on head or tail, sometimes it may never lands at all -- grimsley

Kosh hadn't expected to find a slice of home in the hoard. Precisely, an octagonal slice of gemstone engraved with the stylised castle chess piece that was Whitekeep's sigil. It was

Friday, Day 1, Bread!

I'm making some stoneground white bread for the family today. One for the table and one for the freezer. If all goes well, I should have some piping hot loaves by the evening. Wholemeal is slower, and generally takes two days unless I start SUPER early. Stoneground white is much faster on the takeoff.

Also in my usual PLNs is the potential to hear Tale Foundry read one or more of my stories. It's 1K Friday, and cleaning day, so I'm bound

Challenge #03024-H101: Mostly Harmless You Say

Pib's parents are on a station for a while as the ship they normally work on was in for repairs, and these repairs were going to take some time. The instructor at the primary school reads the transcripts of young Pib from aboard the ship and sees the injury / kill count of the child and their jaw drops. Some of the pirates wounded, or killed, by this larval human were not exactly amateurs, or small-fry. The parents just smile. -- Anon Guest

Thursday, Day 0, Scam-aware Thursdays

One new imported case, so we're up to sixteen days without local transmission. On one hand, I've been keeping count. On the other hand... I'm evidently terrible at counting. Trust the news before you trust me. Please. I'm perfectly willing and able to be wrong. We have seventeen total cases and sixteen of those are in hospital. Looks like a whole bunch of people got better. Yay.

As far as those numbers fall, the happier I am.

Today's Scams feature is going

Challenge #03023-H100: A Day in the Life of a Global Villain

Another day passed by in this prison. Before I fell asleep I heard clanging on the cell door. Someone on the other side spoke “Package for prisoners 089” I pulled myself out of bed “that’s me” a small compartment opened up revealing a small box. “Who’s it from?” I asked, no response must’ve left. I slowly open the package, my cell mate chimed in “what’cha got there?” I raised an eyebrow “transport proteins”. “What?” I didn’t need

Wednesday, Day 2, Debug the Mic

Twenty total cases, all of them in hospital. Things are looking up for me and my paranoia. Alas, the Death Cough remains, so I too remain in personal quarantine until I either shift the stuff that's making me bark, or Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season draws to a close.

Something there is that does not like me drawing breath. I'm used to it.

I tried to record an episode of Does Not Compute but there was NO SOUND. I gotta debug what's going

Challenge #03022-H099: Situational Education

Human children have a propensity to pet anything that's soft and furry. It's just a part of what seems to be observable human nature from childhood into adulthood. However, sometimes children had to be taught to not pet the fuzzy. In this case, they meet a havenworlder who has a soft, fluffy, service animal that has a sweet, little purr. The havenworlder, due to very advanced age, has gone very hard of hearing, the service animal makes sure they stay calm. --

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Tuesday, Day 0, Patreon

Challenge #03028-H105: Swim the Light Fantastic

Monday, Day 0, ANZAC Day

Challenge #03027-H104: The Paper Anchor

Sunday, Day 0, Whew!

Challenge #03026-H103: Worn Away

Saturday, Day 0, Excursion

Challenge #03025-H102: Illegal Tender

Friday, Day 1, Bread!

Challenge #03024-H101: Mostly Harmless You Say

Thursday, Day 0, Scam-aware Thursdays

Challenge #03023-H100: A Day in the Life of a Global Villain

Wednesday, Day 2, Debug the Mic