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Challenge #02015-E191: Party Time on No-Longer-Tranquil VII

On the wall was posted the human regiment’s code of conduct/safety instructions:

Do not subtract from the population.

Do not add to the population (looking at you Jared).

Do not end up in the hospital, the news, or in jail.

If you do end up in jail, establish dominance quickly. -- Anon Guest

It was a set of rules above the airlock door. Entitled, When Visiting. And could be summarised as, "No killin', no thrillin', just chillin'." Which every squad commander reminded them of whenever they were headed down for some R&R. Adding, "And if you must get in trouble, get out of it just as quick. Any bail is coming out of your own paycheque."

General sounds of disappointment followed by one wag saying, "I thought we were being let out to have some fun, Sarge."

"Yeah, we all know about you, Jared. Keep it in your pants." This earned ribald laughter from the squad. "If you can't be good, be careful. And if you can't be careful, then you're paying your own bail. Be told!"

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Just Another Maniac Monday

Mayhem threw up. Sigh. Which means he gets a free trip to the doctor's and I get more running around than I should be due.

I don't have to do the brat run, but I do have to get cashola [and sort out my squirrelings] and some fresh veggies. And since shepherd's pie was the one thing that Mayhem didn't throw up during the week, some more of that noise.

And I'm fresh out of sheep mince. I shall have to find

Challenge #02014-E190: We All Fail Sometimes

How do aliens react to sayings such as “to err is human”, “it’s fine, you’re only human” and multitude of others like them? -- Only Human

[AN: I fixed that first saying there. I've never heard it the other way around]

It happened a lot, whenever a non-human was talking to a Human about a survived mistake. "We're only human," the Human would say. And then their brain would catch up with what their mouths had said and they'd amend,

Tomorrow and Tomorrow

Tomorrow, I have to make certain my little darlings are off to their respective schools. Tomorrow, I am cleaning up the massive mess of post-shepherd's-pie and post-roast kitchen apocalypse. Tomorrow, I begin sorting out what the flakk this years' novel is about.

This is a first for me. I honestly threw B'Nar into the mix because it was another B-name planet that could be fun to play with. Welp. Now I'm about to have fun.

I stood in this swamp and now

Challenge #02013-E189: Order in Court

Not mine, but by randomacts13.

“Humans survived the volatile early years of their species rise through community-bonding. They put the needs of a group of individuals over all else; hunting as a group, eating as a group, raising families as a group, and sometimes dying as a group. This tendency to form strong bonds means that while a human’s signed contract can always be trusted. It also means that a human cannot be trusted to not rip that contract up and

BEEF!

We just paddled up to the organic butcher's and got ourselves half a cow. An entire cardboard box of which is full of 500g baggies of mince.

We'll have fun gnawing that lot down to nothing. And in the meantime, we have a lot of steak and chops. And approximately seven kilos of mince. Whoops.

Given that my little darlings and I have put a dent in six kilos of chicken thighs, this past week, I don't think it's that much of

Challenge #02012-E188: Human Inhumanity

Spies are sent to earth, disguised as historians, to find earth’s weaknesses and strengths. Know thy enemy and all that, but they who know the past control the future.

To see what these people have done to each other... They are horrified at what they find. -- Anon Guest

So far, Terran colonies were the only civilisations interested in any kind of negotiations with Earth. And even then, those negotiations were lawsuits. Some of the bolder civilisations were starting to wonder

Last of Lateness Luxury

School will be happening again on Monday. Which means I have to get my little darlings back on something resembling a schedule during this weekend.

Fun times.

I maintain the joy of slobbing around in my slobwear whenever I can, though. I anticipate getting dressed long about 2PM so I can collect Mayhem from his place of traineeship.

And after that? I dunno.

My dream self has been visiting my maternal grandfather of late. It's weird that I can remember my past

Challenge #02011-E187: Wrecked

Seeing as humans as tasked with mainly with protecting and defending a ship, regardless of their occupation and other roles they serve, how do the humans and their crew react when their ship is attacked? And if (when?) they fail?

How do humans cope with loss and failure when their more squishy Havenworlder friends need comforting the most? -- Anon Guest

The Sylph had learned what the Human phrase, "You go ahead, I'll catch up," really meant. And had had to use

Late!

Today's delay was caused by Beloved being a fluff-head. They wanted to check on Factorio, and I just had to check with them by some kind of mutual telepathy or something.

It's a cleaning day, today, so today's story may well be later than usual. Fingers crossed, I get there anyway, but... my brain is now set on 'wannaplay'. Thanks, Beloved.

Loyal visitors to my Patreon will note that I've switched things up a smidge in anticipation of even more books that

Challenge #02010-E186: Steep Learning Curve on the Explorer Seventeen

There’s always talk of how humans pack bond to everyone and everything. But that sort of connection, especially with sentiments, needs to be mutual. So how do humans cope with being the only human on a ship? With loneliness?

Who supports the one who’s supposed to do all the supporting? -- Anon Guest.

"We are here because something is happening to the Ship's Human. Grox? You are the one who's been cataloguing symptoms."

"I'm the assigned envoy. I have to

...sigh...

While the cat's away, the mice will play. And my little mice have been up to some major league malarky.

Miss Chaos decided that my 10ml syringe, that I use for measuring the saline for Max, was a chew toy.

Mayhem decided to spend $130 worth of extra bandwidth overnight.

So yes, I am a little shirty with my darlings today. And have sent them up to the local shops - on foot - to spend their money on the thing Miss

Challenge #02009-E185: Barbarian Benevolence

What happened to the human dying the storm in “Challenge #01981-E157: One Educational Day on a Strange New World”? How did their relationship change after? Please write more of this story! It’s so fascinating! -- Anon Guest

[AN: Callback to this one for those who don't want to go hunting]

Stern mum Human Shaz was a fierce guardian. Horx understood that, now. The mother with one chick would protect it from even the mildest of potential hazards. And since Human Shaz's

Tech Support Duty

MeMum's having issues with technical stuff again, so I'm leaving the kids with a freezer load of chicken and mutton and the grill press to fill their bellies with warm spicy meats. They definitely know how to thaw and grill a steak. And they certainly know how to eat way more than an adult portion.

Growth streaks are coming. I'm certain of it.

Miss Chaos has up and decided that she doesn't like fish. This shortly after we served her some. Well,

Challenge #02008-E184: What About Me?

The older jade-skinned female shook her head with a sympathetic smile - not angry, but understanding good intentions gone misinformed.

"Lana, you're young and determined, but also human. Tall, white, human. Not short, not green, and definitely not goblin. I appreciate you wanting to plan this 'goblin pride' rally thing, but it's kinda romanticised. Just because we mixed into human society doesn't mean we risk losing ourselves. We still know our history and have our beliefs and traditions, as crude and vulgar

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Challenge #02015-E191: Party Time on No-Longer-Tranquil VII

Just Another Maniac Monday

Challenge #02014-E190: We All Fail Sometimes

Tomorrow and Tomorrow

Challenge #02013-E189: Order in Court

BEEF!

Challenge #02012-E188: Human Inhumanity

Last of Lateness Luxury

Challenge #02011-E187: Wrecked

Late!

Challenge #02010-E186: Steep Learning Curve on the Explorer Seventeen

...sigh...

Challenge #02009-E185: Barbarian Benevolence

Tech Support Duty

Challenge #02008-E184: What About Me?