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Challenge #01757-D296: Flinging For Science

Bored Science class discovers Trebuchet. (Medieval rock flinger). -- Anon Guest

The substitute teacher, there for a month, didn't know shit about science. In fact, they had strong anti-science beliefs and would not easily be swayed on this. The school heard the classes' complaints and did exactly nothing about it.

So they got together during the lunch hour and plotted how to prove that science worked despite anyone's beliefs. "Okay. We got 'flat earth' and a gif of the earth turning isn't going to cut it. Pictures of space are faked. We can't use anything modern."

"Physics," said Jess. "Gallileo. Mediaeval siege weapons. Flat earth formula versus round earth formula." She showed them her phone and a page she had bookmarked. The flat earth cannon ball would go up at a continuous angle, and then vector at an angle on the falling side. And, the class had to note, be off by a significant percentage. She added, "I have a model trebuchet that can shoot marshmallows. We can do this with like half a bag and the back oval."

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Plns, Stresses, and Distractions

PLN: Go to see Thor: Ragnarok tonight with Beloved.

Stress: Getting back on the agent hunt with low hopes and grim determination

Distractions: The frequently afforementioned gorgeous arsehole of an elf with a tortured past. And writing said tortured past in glorious gut-wrenching detail.

What I also have PLN'd is finishing up the details on the cover for Beauties and the Beastly, a task that will happen this afternoon because the morning sun makes visibility on my iPad Pro supremely difficult. I

Challenge #01756-D295: Equal Access

And you don't get your driver's license back until you've helped repair and restore a car for someone in need. And this was actually done to a group of young "Hoons" for acting like -well- "hoons". -- Knitnan

People tend to think that 'equal access' means denying something to the abled. Cutting down those with an advantage to the level of the disadvantaged. Removing something that is already there. Such can be the case, but it also involves improving things for those

Fun Times Ahoy

Today is Mayhem's Discovery Day. He is spending 9-5 at the offices of his Traineeship place in Upper Tullagawoopwoop. And I'm the taxi.

Which means a pretty drastic re-arrangement of my evening schedule, but I can probably deal.

The pain in my butt right now is the fact that I had anxiety over this day to the point where sleep was (a) almost unattainable, (b) erratic, and (c) interrupted by just about anything.

So I need coffee.

LOTS of coffee.

And my

Challenge #01755-D294: Cut the Glorx Wire

"Have you ever disarmed one of these before?"

"Meh. How hard could it be?" -- Bard2DBone

The strange symbols were counting. That much was recognisable by the repeated sequences. And they seemed to be counting down, too. It was easy to connect the dots. Alien device that was likely counting down? Rising ominous hum? Things were going south quickly.

Therefore, it was time to deploy the human.

Human Shaniqua sighed and placed herself down by the device. There were her usual rituals.

Slippery fingers

My fingers slipped, yesterday morning, and an entire character study fell out and onto the internets. People freaking love it. One hundred and twenty four folks have given it kudos inside of twenty-four hours. That's a little bit less than five folks an hour. Wow.

My fingers slipped again, further on in the day, but Beloved and I were having a Day of Nothing. We basically spent a majority of our waking hours playing Feed the Beast, which is a suite of

Challenge #01754-D293: Caught!

"I can explain! I swear!"

"Let's hear it."

"Aw hell. Just skip to the beating." -- Anon Guest

It was one of those situations. Stealth mission. Retrieve the Macguffin of Wherever, and do so in such a way that there are minimum fireworks, thank you, Taako. Taako automatically gave Madam Director his usual forged picture of innocence and Who Sweet Little Me routine.

She wasn't fooled for an instant. Neither was the boy. Angus McDonald, world's greatest boy detective.

And now, several

Reasons to cry, reasons to cheer

Reason to cry: I tried to start up my compy this morning and... there was a heart-stopping half-hour in which it would not activate.

Reason to cheer: I wrote and finished a TAZ:BA fic and I already made someone want to cry. Go me.

But the good news is that I got my compy going again.

The even better news is that, at a pinch, I was able to scratch up a grand total of $2766.95, including the change in

Challenge #01753-D292: Quest's End

"Are you okay?"

"I may be crying, but I can still kick your ass!" -- OohLookShiny

To be heroic, you don't have to be physically strong. It's an advantage to have that, but it is not necessary. To be heroic, all one needs to do is continue in your efforts to improve the world despite the torturous circumstances in your way. People even have a term for the sort who can deal a lot of damage, but also end up almost ruined

Hocus pocus

I seriously need to focus. No looking up new material on my problematic fave. No attempting to write more fanfic about that selfsame asshole elf.

I'm writing today's story, and then I'm off to MeMum's for some tech support folderol.

Which is hard for me.

I've already shut down all the tempting windows so that I can keep my mind in the wheelhouse. But I have rapidly-multiplying plotbunnies and they're all so shiny... I want to succumb to that temptation.

But that

Challenge #01752-D291: It's Actually a Dramatisation of Real Events

There are three! I mean three Tardises parked in the car-park - in the Director's, and The Chairman's spaces and now all three of Him are arguing with themselves and waving their sonics at each other. -- Anon Guest

"I'm here to right a grievous wrong."

"I'm here to right a grievous wrong."

It was a three-way Gallifreyan stand-off. All on the set. All between people who looked remarkably similar to the actors who had played them. Tensions were high. And at

I need some bravery... but not yet

Still haven't shifted my arse on seeking new agents. And it's a cleaning day today, so I'm not likely to do it. Saturday has PLNs to go do some tech stuff for MeMum.

The weather's turned horrible, of course. Not raining, but not sunny either. And chilly with it. So my natural inclination is to firkin hibernate. Not good for making cool fic or even staying awake during the day.

The plotbunnies are multiplying.

I'm getting more and more ideas for all

Challenge #01751-D290: In a Bygone Time

Critics review of The Mikado, performed by St Trinians School for Young Ladies. -- Anon Guest

The papers flew in, and for once, the girls did not blow up the paperboy. They'd been waiting for these particular editions with bated breath. They were the ones with the reviews in them. The girls wanted to read about the raving.

The dozen or so in the cast thundered down the stairs to their school song, "Maidens of Saint Trinians, gird your armour on/ Grab

Welp

Every avenue I have to share knows about my Patreon. I might have to pop a regular reminder on Twitter, tho. I need to make my lazy arse dial up the agents-in-potentia and work up an order. I might be done with this list by early next year.

Honestly, agent-hunting is the most nerve-wracking part of this for me. No wonder I'm off in fanfic land with the adorable elf. It's way more fun than adhering to one set of arbitrary qualifications

Challenge #01750-D289: Confessions at a Bus Stop

Writer caught doing research, then realises 'captive audience'. -- Anon Guest

Officer René wasn't intending to be on duty. They were just chilling near the bus stop and not paying attention to anything much. Someone was already under the shelter and working on their laptop.

And then they heard the words, "No... that's too much decapitation. Uh... pierced jugular. Slow. Plenty of signs of blood spatter."

There are some things you hear that you're better off walking away from. There are some

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Challenge #01757-D296: Flinging For Science

Plns, Stresses, and Distractions

Challenge #01756-D295: Equal Access

Fun Times Ahoy

Challenge #01755-D294: Cut the Glorx Wire

Slippery fingers

Challenge #01754-D293: Caught!

Reasons to cry, reasons to cheer

Challenge #01753-D292: Quest's End

Hocus pocus

Challenge #01752-D291: It's Actually a Dramatisation of Real Events

I need some bravery... but not yet

Challenge #01751-D290: In a Bygone Time

Welp

Challenge #01750-D289: Confessions at a Bus Stop