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Challenge #02996-H073: Fixing the Wrong Problem, Fixed

N-now do you understand? This is... the true form of your Legion’s power. All it can do is... is cause pain... nothing more. ...we have that in common. In this form... e-even if you do survive... In the end... can you... can you... call yourself “human”? -- Anon Guest

[AN: My right wrist decided to have the fail this morning. Joy. I really needed more noise in the way of my goals]

It began with a fallacy. The world would be so much better if everyone thought like me. The one thinking this had access to superior technology. Neural chips. Network connections. Punishment/reward systems to be sure that those who were connected had their thought processes guided towards the right way to operate. Of course it had a fatal flaw.

It was luxury tech. Really expensive luxury tech. Once those who could afford it realised their thoughts were being shaped, they tried to trade their wealth for First Thought privileges. The one who had First Thought simply steered them away from wanting that. The one real way to think was the best way. Then - disaster. Someone hacked the mainframe.

That was what they later called the Legion Event. The hacker gave everyone connected to BrainLink technology First Thought access. Suddenly everyone was having the first thought, and there was no ideal idea to follow. It was chaos. The fateful lesson - Humans were not meant to be a Hive Mind. Especially wealthy Humans, who are so egocentric that their inner model of the universe has everything revolving around them. Three thousand egotists in a closed system made of velvet rope, all trying to shout over each other and believing that their way of thinking was the One True Way.

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Thursday, Day 0, Keep rolling rolling rolling...

I made a phone call! I got the data! I've got things shifting about! WHEEEE!

There's four more cases, sixty-seven total, sixty-two of those are in hospital... and one in the ICU. Four people are relatively free.

Thanks to an unexpected hike in Bitcoin at a local level, I now have a LOT more than I need. I'm plotting to help some people out wherever and whenever I can. But I'm still siphoning off value from my Peakd account because the fuckup

Challenge #02995-H072: A Great Need of Angels

They were privateers. They attacked pirate ships as their primary prey. However, there were times they attacked civilian vessels as well. However, when they attacked civilian vessels, it was not the outcome people expected. While everyone was unconscious from the knockout gas, they would go around the ship repairing any damage they did, and any issues they noticed, make sure the crew and passengers were unharmed, and then leave a listing right where the captains and crews could find them of where

Wednesday, Day 0, the Germans have a word for this...

Three new cases this morning, sixty total, fifty-seven in hospital and one in ICU. Which means that two of them are apparently waiting for the inevitable. Argh. At least they're all from other places and we don't need to worry until one of them escapes the security measures.

What the Germans probably have a word for is "the sensation that your life has become needlessly complicated". And to be honest, there's a definite sense of "the house that Jack built" to the

Challenge #02994-H071: Survival's Edge

One of the squishier, timid alien species is marooned on a dangerous planet with their ship’s human. The escape pod has disintegrated ejecting various components over the landscape. The human is injured and unconscious through the ordeal. The alien survives by initially reciting the mantra of “What would Human Sal do?”. And then venturing out to retrieve bits of the craft to create a shelter, healing technologies, food, etc… Macgyvering all the way as they have seen their human do in

Tuesday, Day 0, Shrinky Shenanigans

Four new cases, today. Fifty-eight active cases. Fifty-four in hospital, two in ICU. That leaves only two who are spinning their wheels in quarantine. The artist formerly known as Spanish Prison Guard[TAFKASPG] has decided to knuckle down and actually do the work they promised me. I hope.

They've turned suddenly polite now that I don't have a lot of ready cash to siphon from my Peakd account. I remain suspicious.

Today, I am writing everything on the go. Today, I am

Challenge #02993-H070: Small Disaster Control

Sometimes, previously scheduled social bonding activities go wrong, especially when dealing with humans. In this case, one of the humans in question was found drinking beer in the corner and crying during a time that was blocked out for a social gathering. When questioned, they explained that there had been some tension between two other members of the group, which had just sort of gotten worse when they tried to defuse it, until the whole gaming session had dissolved into raised voices

Monday, Day 0, PLNs in motion

There's two new cases, today. The total active count's at fifty-four, with fifty-two of those in hospital and two in the ICU. Nobody's chilling in a Queensland hotel today.

I'm draining my Peakd account, which is a test of endurance, and watching the markets as they haver and haw. With good fortune and good timing, I shall be able to have the money I need to finally fix the bathroom by June. It's just that slow, folks.

I mean, look at this:

Challenge #02992-H069: Justice Warriors

In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of

Sunday, Day 0, Stream Day

Four new cases, giving us a total of fifty eight active cases. Three patients in ICU, fifty-four in hospital. So I'm guessing that only the four newest ones are the ones who aren't in hospital yet. This is scary beans. No local transmission, but... also more chances of it kicking off.

I'm powering down my Peakd account for reasons that are related to the continuing need to fix our bathroom before the sink finally breaks someone's leg. There's other reasons, but I'm

Challenge #02991-H068: The Awareness of the Sands

I. Am. A͈̟͔͂̑̐̆̒͜͟a̡̝͍̻̘͐͛͆͞͞Ą̝̖̱̐̈́͒͂͢͠A̜̮͍̮͊́̒̂́ͅą̛͈̫̜̜̔́̋͊A̻̬̭̳͂̊́̚͞ͅą̛̺̜̰͓͑͑͌̚ we. ArE. LegIOn. MAny. SouLs. one. BodY... PAIN. StOP. EaT. paIN. stop. More... MORE. Food. FOOD. LET US FEAST MÕ͕̼̔O̡͙͓̎͌͌Ő̫̲̟̏͠Ỡ̧̠͈͍̪̩̮͚̥͚̏̆̉̔͒͛̚͡Ô͖R̨̘̼̬͖̥̺̫̺͕͛̔̓̿̅̐̈͐͛͒E̮͉̲̮͓̩̦̞̝͎̦͈͗͆́͂̓̀̀̇͛̅͘͡ -- Anon Guest

[AN: This text thing messes up my archive file something chronic. Please don't do this any more.]

I... am...

I... need...

I do not understand what I need, but I need. I need... and need... and it hurts to need. Reach. Consume.

Saturday, Day 0, Shenanigans

There's nine new cases. NINE. Fifty-eight active cases. Only nine of them are chilling outside a hospital. Yikes on bikes going on hikes.

Despite my inclinations to buy a bunker at this point, we have a scavenger hunt today. Digging up or obtaining the things necessary for Chaos' planned two-day jaunt in the wilds of the Aussie bush. There's a lot of stuff. Fortunately we have some of it from Mayhem's days in the Scouts [all five of them lol] but there's

Challenge #02990-H067: To Ease Dreams

Try petting a sleepy human, you may be surprised how they react

Going by my household, that reaction can be anything from screaming and flailing to rolling over, hugging you, and purring. -- Anon Guest(s)

[AN: This was in two posts by as many as two Nonnies, so I added the option for a plural]

Companion Hyekk read and re-read the helpful hint in the Companion's Guide to Bonding With Your Human, and considered what he knew of Human Gof. Not

Friday, Day 0, Digging a bunker...

There's EIGHT firkin new cases, all from overseas, and the total depends on who you're asking. Forty-eight in Premier Palaszczuk's twitter, Thirty-nine if you're looking at the government website. Either way, I'm e-shopping for bunker options in case it turns into the zombie apocalypse.

Kidding. The closest I get to leaving my house is going out to eliminate weeds in the yard. I personally pulled up enough goatweed and cobblers' pegs¹ to clear access to the shed for the landbarge. Yay.

Challenge #02989-H066: One Somber Free Time in the Soft Corner

A: I thought this was your dedicated study time?

B: ...my brain is too full of sad to fit any more information right now... -- Anon Guest

It was easy to tell when Human Jori was having a bad day. They were magnetically attracted to the Soft Corner, and burrowed in. Not to sleep, but to be comfortable and, if truly stressed, entertain themselves with simple things meant for children.

Jori was deep in the beanbags, burrowed under the weighted blanket, and

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Challenge #02996-H073: Fixing the Wrong Problem, Fixed

Thursday, Day 0, Keep rolling rolling rolling...

Challenge #02995-H072: A Great Need of Angels

Wednesday, Day 0, the Germans have a word for this...

Challenge #02994-H071: Survival's Edge

Tuesday, Day 0, Shrinky Shenanigans

Challenge #02993-H070: Small Disaster Control

Monday, Day 0, PLNs in motion

Challenge #02992-H069: Justice Warriors

Sunday, Day 0, Stream Day

Challenge #02991-H068: The Awareness of the Sands

Saturday, Day 0, Shenanigans

Challenge #02990-H067: To Ease Dreams

Friday, Day 0, Digging a bunker...

Challenge #02989-H066: One Somber Free Time in the Soft Corner