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Challenge #03475-I187: Conflicting Values

A young magic user has only one special ability. When they sing, they heal those that are sick and / or injured. A powerful ability that, sadly, the greedy tend to covet. Good thing they've gentle friends to help them. -- Anon Guest

Blessed was a blood-red Tiefling. Hir eyes were pitch black, and only someone who knew hir could tell where ze was looking at any given time. Ze had wickedly spiked horns, and cruelly sharp fingers, as well as hooves that left slight scorch marks if ze wasn't paying attention. Ze also had an angelic voice capable of healing anyone who heard hir sing.

Like most people with a large and muscular frame, Blessed was a gentle soul. Soft-spoken and mild-mannered.

And every rich lout with a medical problem wanted to possess hir. They offered gold, they offered gems. They offered the best that the whole world could present. When that failed, they sent armies and mercenaries to kidnap hir. This, as you might understand, was a problem for Blessed's friends.

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Wednesday, Wordpress and Nonsense

I don't know what to write for this week's wordpress, so it will likely be a copy/pasta of the fanficcy version of A Devil's Tale. It feels lazy, but I am also stuck for what to write that doesn't sound like even more angry leftist ranting against the fascist machine grinding everyone into the dirt.

I think there's plenty of opinions about that flying around right now.

As I did yesterday, I will concentrate on my content and perhaps have a

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Challenge #03474-I186: Deadly Mixology

Never underestimate a person who is cornered, has nothing left to lose, and has access to cleaning supplies. -- Anon Guest

They had done a lot of damage to the ship as it sailed between one place and the other. They had done a lot of damage to the passengers and crew.

They were, in fact, talking about blowing the vessel up once they were done stripping it of anything at all valuable.

The one fly in the ointment was a single

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Tuesday, Patreon and Continuing Issues

Despite the best medicine I could find, Beloved is still fighting the cough. Might be time to visit a quack about it. Blargh.

I am powering on with A Devil's Tale and having fun playing with the adventures of my devilish dude, time, and the lady he will eventually meet, love, and marry.

I will eventually get back to writing the last book of my planned trilogy. Forced writing is bad writing, so going with the fun stuff is helping me stay

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Challenge #03473-I185: Occupational Hazard

The entire ship is worried, the companion is starting to feel stressed. Why? The human has begun to mention how they've been getting bored lately. -- The New Guy

Humans are very strange. For a species of Deathworlders, they can both be remarkably gung-ho, and also remarkably paranoid. Often, it's the same Human being both. They will keep animals that would eat their bodies if they died. Some keep animals that would eat them when they're asleep. Some are content with routine

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Long Monday Again!

Tale Foundry has moved their stream to this oncoming Saturday, so I didn't have to fret about that. Yet. I still have chambering and world building and NOW I have a shared Minecraft world with my fellow players to have fun with. Which means some hours dedicated to a duplicate world in Creative Mode to work out what the hell I'm doing with the hole I found to inhabit.

Where to put the roast chicken machine, where to put the roast beef

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Challenge #03472-I184: Taken Away From it All

The human is a Virtual Reality addict. Why? Because real life had become just too painful to face anymore. -- Anon Guest

It was the one thing she wanted to hurry for. After a tedious day of thankless, repetitious, endless toil, Mayra could take her day's wages, buy the cheapest meal she could get, and spend the rest of her resting hours in a Booth.

Like most of the Booths in Centua City, the actual facilities were filthy, falling apart, and had

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Sunday, Game Night PLNs

There's no D&D this week. We're playing Minecraft together. Which means that I have to make a new profile for that noise. That will be happening after the story post goes through.

Today, I will be messing around on Minecraft. Working on my potential base in Creative. Or writing some more A Devil's Tale because it has me by the Muse.

The Lurgi that Miss Chaos brought home has definitely hit Beloved hard. So much so that she has to

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Challenge #03471-I183: It Never Gets Old

They were human, once, a long time ago. Due to a massive accident, their body was lost, they chose a mechanical one instead. Then they earned enough time to buy a ship. The ship would sometimes be their body, sometimes the android in the charging niche. It is a wonderful life and career they have now! -- Fighting Fit

Immortality isn't for everyone. The B'Nari average out at eight hundred years before they get bored enough to let their Selves die. They

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Saturday, Plots and PLNs

We had some fun, last night. One near-arsehole encounter and a lot of tromping around in the rain, with dinner and gasbagging to follow. You can guess that this has done me some ow's for today.

Taking things easy, all the same. Taking my time, taking some rest, and possibly taking some tea.

...and I just now realised that I forgot to do the story read today. AUGH.

I will read tomorrow. Not that many people seem to either care or mind.

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Challenge #03470-I182: Post-disaster Debris

Could we see what happened after the CRC docked? Did pilot rush back to Plover to see what was going on? I'm guessing Pilot's a drone machine? How did the CRC react to the menacing looking bots and Plover's protectiveness? More please?

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-03377-i089-priority-one -- Anon Guest

Of all the survivors of the Plover Incident, the most heartbreaking were the tiniest children. They had no understanding of death. They kept asking when their parents or guardians were "coming

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Friday, Evening PLNs

I borked my wrist by sleeping on it wrong, so this morning was more painful than it needed to be. I should get some medication on that noise.

My PLNs today include habitat unfuckening, resting my poor sore wrist, followed by some fun times with Beloved for a special event.

I might take a nap in the middle of the day so that I have the energy for that.

But my focus for now is delivering that delicious content. So let's get

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Challenge #03469-I181: Strange Bedfellows

Yes I am Human. Yes I am marrying a Bugbear. We don't care what you think! -- Anon Guest

Everyone thinks that Bugbears are goblinoids created to be the violent enforcing arm of goblin rule. However, their temper is entirely understandable. Goblins are furless tunnelers distantly related to both lizards and Dragons[1]. Hobgoblins are only a little larger than their extremely prolific cousins.

Bugbears average out at eight feet tall.

Once all three goblinoid people banded together, it was the Bugbears

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Challenge #03468-I180: Acts of Diminished Responsibility

A Knomira thinks they know better than the safety and security personnel, demanding they let her take her normal shortcut through the station to get back to her quarters. That area is blocked off due to upgrades being done. Long story short, Knomira forces her way in, refuses to acknowledge warning signs, and ends up in an ICU drawer.

Warning signs are there for a REASON people! -- Anon Guest

Floating on a cloud of really great painkillers. Watching friendly colourful blobs

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