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Burpengary East http://www.cmweller.com 12528 posts

Challenge #02942-H019: A Happy End of a Sad Story

With the adoption of little Bubs that you wrote of back in January, I was wondering, could you tell the Thropori's viewpoint on this incident? You did such an adorable one in Bub's view, but what about the ones that adopted her?

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02552-f362-find-a-family -- Anon Guest

[AN: Ten thousand blessings for providing the link, Nonny. May synchronicity always be in your favour]

Medik Taa'nah had always wanted children. Who knew that the Dereggers had plenty that they didn't truly want? The revelation was equal parts horrifying and hopeful for others like her around the Alliance. But that came much later. She had tried to remain professional, but no plan ever survives first contact...

She had heard the alert from the kitchen staff of a wild human found in the food stores. Not a surprise, since they'd stopped at a Deregger station. She expected an adult. Desperate, wild-eyed, unbelieving, and untrusting all at once. She did not expect a tiny scrap, starving and filthy, borne in the arms of two kitchen technicians.

Human Bub was like most Deregger ex-patriots. Cautious. Softly-spoken. Monoverbal, at least in the beginning. Uncertain of where she stood. Taa'nah couldn't not adopt Bub as her own. She got the little girl clean, dressed, and treated for all of her woes. Which were a multitude of nutritional deficiencies and the consequences of extreme neglect.

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Saturday, Day 0, Bread Day part 2

I have one lump of dough is both proofing and defrosting. Another set of dough-in-potentia is waiting for Wilson to rise to the occasion. There's one new case in the books, keeping the total at twelve.

Twelve is better than twenty-five. I gotta say it. It's still not as cool as six or less.

It's feast day, so I have nebulous plns to indulge in the carbs. All whilst making breads.

In the news:

  • Continuing hilarity as Redditors and common folk firkin
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Challenge #02941-H018: Light Blue Touchpaper

They were level one and level two havenworlders, but they wanted to get stronger. They had seen on television human fireworks shows, the sound of the explosions muffled while pleasant music played in time to the bright lights and sparkles. They hit on an idea. They would have humans teach them to make, and use, fireworks. Starting with small, what humans would consider almost "harmless" things, and work their way up to the beautiful splays over time. Their first endeavors? Slightly loud

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Friday, Day 0, Bread Day part1

There are zero loaves in the freezer as of this morning. One new case and a total of active cases coming in at twelve.

I'm making four loafs with a side-pln to make more bread on Wednesday.

The single biggest and most joyful news of the day is that about 200 redditors decided to unanimously wreck the fuck out of the market by doing what rich people keep telling poor people to do - invest in stocks. Now billionaires are losing their

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Challenge #02940-H017: But My Rep...

A: Was that you wife?

B: Don’t question it

A: But

B: Don’t

A: Why burrito?

B: What did I just say?! -- Anon Guest

It had been a typically Human conversation between spouses. As in, completely incomprehensible to outside observers. Including the final words, "Bye, babe. I gotta go burrito the babies."

Companion Gren couldn't not ask. An exchange that finished with Human Ben attempting to focus on her work while Companion Gren waited patiently for Ben to crack.

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Thursday, Day Zero, Frustration

One new case from overseas, but the total of active cases is zero. I'm breathing a little easier.

I don't know what's going on, but no pens are working to a point where adding to the journal is easy. I'm going to experiment with brushes. Dollar shop soft bristle nonsense. I'm not going to drop like $20 on something that will be ruined in the process and also might not work.

Only after trying all traditional methods of ink delivery, I will

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Challenge #02939-H016: Congratulations on Your New Cat

Well all know those pets. The ones that, no matter what you do, they cling to you like barnacles to a ship's hull. Cats, especially, can get like that when they get attached. In a station where they tend to send bad-luckers and people they deem "undesirable", a little ray of hope and comfort comes in the case of a ship. In the hold, several strays that had been using the hold as their hideout manage to wander on board. And now

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Wednesday, Day One, Gallumphing

Miss Chaos goes to school today. I have to organise the potential sammich stuffings and put a note in the bag about said sammiches. I actually took a break to make sure that was done.

Yay. Now to make sure Miss Chaos actually gets moving before it's time to hustle onto the bus for a fun first day of schooling. Little Miss Pessimism insists there's no point so she got the Education Is Important lecture.

A peek at the news:

  • 17YO charged
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Challenge #02938-H015: Empowered Battle Fashion Choice

Who’s the blacksmith out there moulding titty armour to every strong female character more accurately than a fitter at Victoria Secret?

Tis I Mandick the titty smithy -- Anon Guest

[AN: Titty armour is very silly and not entirely practical and does NOT include the wads of padding that do the heavy lifting of saving the wearer's life. But that does not look sexy on screen. Bleh]

"Impenetrable Armour of Vacuum-Sealed Fit," read Avello the Valiant. "Women only." The sample in

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Tuesday, Day 0, Patreon...

It's a public holiday and some people don't like it. We should, at minimum, rename it to Invasion Day and memorialise all the First Australians who perished as a direct result of White Colonialism. And don't give me any of that "their lives are so much better" bullshit and hold all the "well if [OTHER WHITE NATION] had invaded, they'd have it so much worse" while you're at it.

We have to face facts. WHITE PEOPLE DID BAD THINGS. End of. Now

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Challenge #02937-H014: Let the Trash Be Treasured

Can you imagine a world where there are more, empty, livable, homes and apartments than there are homeless individuals, and yet the wealthy allow those homes and apartments to fall into disrepair and ruin rather than allow the homeless live there and maintain it? Can you imagine a time, a place, a world... where people build small homes for the homeless, a 'tiny home' with a bed, a roof, basic toilet facilities, and tiny kitchen, just enough to be comfortable and survive

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Monday, Day 2, Early Start

I woke up at a little around half-past two this AM. Refreshed and such because Essential Nanna Nap is part of my Sunday Routine. I didn't want to get up and do my arts and farts stuff, but I made myself do the thing. I can get two pages written before my hand starts to cramp. Good progress. Or at least, progress.

If I can do that every morning I wake up early, there's a good chance I can get the journal

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Challenge #02936-H013: A Buggy Plan

Human Arn took in the supreme effort Frip had already gone through in order to create this environment and was already calculating the paperwork inherent in getting it off the planet Earth.

"I am in sooooo much trouble," sighed Human Arn.

This quote is from this prompt from ages ago. https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02771-g214-a-few-minor-obstacles

Human Arn looked at all the paperwork they've managed to get through and all that still had to get done and shook their head. Not much

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Sunday, Day 1, Slob Day

The total active case count is at twenty-one. Better, but still not fantastic. Having a day two would be nice. It's been a while. I got to watch ToastyGlow create more video and chat with everyone there about utter nonsense. You know. Lots of fun.

I have a story written and vague plans to do some art progress after I take a nap because I've been awake since midnight. Yay.

In the news:

  • ScoMo caught out being a hypocrite. Again
  • The plague
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Challenge #02935-H012: Our Little Monster

Could we have a story of how Anthe and Wraithvine met the little bugbear Rawr? How he lost his eye? And how they rescued him? Please?

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02854-g297-here-s-one-we-made-earlier -- DaniAndShali

"Hate the cold, hate the cold, hate it hate it hate it hate it hate the cold," Anthe grumbled. She was bedecked in a yeti fur coat, if 'bedecked' fit the fact that she was in there somewhere. Boots of Insulation and a Ring of Warmth seemed to

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