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Challenge #01638-D177: The Gone Bag

Some of us have to grab what's needed and go! What we grab is a "go bag". -- Knitnan

Officer Lyr Marken had a Go Bag, and the ability to tell what days she'd need it the most. All emergency respondents had their pack of whatever they needed for an emergency. Including a coverall variant of their usual uniform, that went on over whatever they'd worn to bed.

JOATs had the Big Box, and plenty of warning that they'd need it.

But for every society, there were people whose job it was to deal with the lesser emergencies. The people who picked up the pieces, sorted out the strife, and swept up the aftermath. Which often lead to an interesting and very large Go Bag.

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Slow to start

I really knocked myself sideways, yesterday. On the plus side, the laundry is a hell of a lot cleaner. On the minus side - I got whacked with the Asthma Truck.

It was the most severe attack that I've had since before I got onto Ketogenics.

Two doses of Atrovent and one of those with 5ml of saline to loosen things up. Plus a good hour staying away from further pathogens... and I was relatively fine. Note the qualifier.

I'm still having

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Challenge #01637-D176: The Last Beauty Contest

Alien species may not have the same standards of "Beauty" as us humans. Beauty contest for alien species . Maybe the Alien equivalent of the types who watch wet T shirt contests? -- Knitnan

Of all the wide and varied species in the known universe, only Humans are insane enough to judge each other based strictly on a narrow and nigh-unachievable set of aesthetics, and give people prizes for adhering to them. This has baffled the Greater Galactic Alliance, especially when some human

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Time is limited. Let's procrastinate!

I have until nine-ish to do as much writing stuff as possible. So of course, I'm distracted by Bunny Bennett's arting this morning and a whole bunch of other random crap. Because time limits make me think of doing anything other than the things I'm meant to do.

Writer stuff I pretty much have to do:

  • This blog (duh)
  • Schedule the next three Blasts From the Past
  • Instant Story
  • 500 words in the novel
  • Find and put up a thing for my
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Challenge #01636-D175: Just in Case Heroics

Can we please have more of O'Ranges (Uplifted Nufurria large dog/wolf mix). -- Knitnan

Ambassador O'Ranges had only one really annoying habit, and that was checking in every box left by the wayside. Even if it was upside-down. Even if it was clearly empty. He would stop in his tracks, check the box, and check the area around the box. He rarely spoke, so finding out what he was looking for took a significant amount of time.

Hitchhiker/Assistant Aelki put

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Finding a New Swing

Getting into the swing of things has always been a major league hurdle for me. Holidays are when I drop one of the balls I have flying about and stop arting. However, my current project is inspiration enough to make me want to art. Finding the time is the problem.

My entire schedule normally revolves around the kids. Kids who are now in Scenic Coominya for some time-share with their Grandmother. So the time I reserve for arting - waiting for Miss

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Challenge #01635-D174: The Most Unsuitable Food of All

Further to the "cotton candy" prompt, more empty calories of the "moment on the lips" variety. -- Anon Guest

Humans had a knack for making foods that could kill them, Rael reflected. Often within twenty consecutive servings. Not that anyone ever tried to end their lives that way, but the potential was there.

Take cheesecake, for example. And Rael often did. In one neat package, humanity had managed to encapsulate a nigh-lethal combination of fats and sugars. That should have been plenty

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Flying Wuzgunnas

My best-laid plans go agley so regularly that I have a term for it. Wuzgunna. As in, I wuzgunna do that, but something else intervened.

  • Wuzgunna visit MeMum, but she said don't because lurgi
  • Wuzgunna write a long thinkpiece, but I slept on my wrist wrong and have to be careful with myself
  • Wuzgunna go out shopping for a few things, but now I can't be arsed.

As you can see, a Wuzgunna can have any range of things that stop it

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Challenge #01634-D173: Non-liquid Investment

"If the shoe fits, buy lots of them, and in every colour you like." Fashion advice read somewhere. And it's Oh so true. -- Anon Guest

Finally, they broke into Mlle Arianna's secret vault. They expected jewels. The fortune of five kingdoms. The lost crown of Baba Ganushe.

What they did not expect, once the lights were made to work again, was row after row of shoeboxes. Shelf after shelf of them, all through the cavernous depths of the vault.

Sorted by

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Abrupt change of plns

I had little more exciting planned for today than taking Mayhem to EB Games and then finding a comfy seat for an hour or two while Mayhem went all over that shop like a rash and making up his dang mind.

But the best laid plans of me are gang aft agley.

Capt S. wants the grandkids TODAY, so that means running around, a four-hour round trip, and possibly another stop in Boronia Heights to deliver a care package to MeMum.

And

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Challenge #01633-D172: First Fair

Fairy floss, Cotton Candy whatever you call it, it was pure Empty Calories. -- Anon Guest

The refreshment booth was called Simple Carbohydrates and had display cases full of complicated things made out of those simple carbohydrates. Of course it was run by a human. Humans had had centuries to create astonishing things out of flour, potatoes, and sugar.

Rael watched as the vendor wound what looked to be coloured cobwebs onto a stick. He could smell the caramelised sugars in the

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Another huge day.

At this point, you might as well resign yourself to having late stories. The good news is the immense levels of progress that are happening in regards to household cleanliness.

The bad news is that I'm ratted after the whole thing. But it's SO worth it. We're making progress that I previously assumed to be impossible.

And that's why I have to leave you with this.

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Challenge #01632-D171: Magical Memories

Smells, scents, can trigger memories. The hot tar smell of a Summer road combined with the distinctive scent of an Ice Cream Van. Opening a drawer and the scent your Grandmother always wore wafting up. Memories. -- Anon Guest

Humans can trigger their memories with an astonishing amount of things. Words, sensations in their pliable skin, sounds... and smells. They are so entangled into their senses that they have adapted their livesuits to give them sensory feedback from their surrounding environment.

Radiation

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Can I find time?

I have given myself a mountain to chip away.

  • A mountain of laundry
  • A mountain of cleaning
  • A mountainous amount of writing about things
  • And of course the usual day-to-day stuff that clogs my schedule.

There's a thing to learn about at Chaos' school, which is going to steal time from my other shit, and I have loads of stuff.

And I still need time to recharge.

Today is going to be "fun". Story is going to be late. I'm very busy.

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Challenge #01631-D170: What a Maker Wants

You make stuff, sometimes your shopping list is a bit weird. Then someone decides to search your bags (you're innocent), and then there's the explanations. -- Knitnan

There's Things and then there's THINGS!. The latter is a gigantic labyrinth of the former. There's also refreshment islands with ablution kiosks and Galactic Food Choices[1] in a mini-kitchen. People who go there tend to spend all day, and then bookmark their location so that they can come again.

Rael had set his personal

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