Realm of the InterNutter

Thoughts, stories and ideas.

COMING SOON Or, more accurately, as soon as I can get my dear Beta-Readers to get any found mistakes back to me. If I can get all edits done...

COMING SOON

Or, more accurately, as soon as I can get my dear Beta-Readers to get any found mistakes back to me.

If I can get all edits done by the 25th of October, I can publish on the 29th - just in time for All Hallows’ Read.

IF YOU VOLUNTEERED TO BETA-READ, NOW IS THE TIME TO GET BACK TO ME ABOUT WHAT, IF ANYTHING, YOU FOUND.

‘Cause I’m publishing on the 29th, come hay, hell or high water.

I just want it to look its best when it gets there.

For when Holy Water just won't do...

After a series of unfortunate events I need to know where you can get a ballistic missile sanctified. Preferably with no questions asked. – RecklessPrudence

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Blemisch looked over the data again. The weapons of science had had little effect on the beast currently corralled in a crevasse. However, science had determined that certain materials with occult significance had had some impact.

Her team was not the Mythbusters - they were busy. However, certain Mythbuster fans were just as good.

If a

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Since I know you got started writing DS9 stuff...

(please note, this does not _have_ to be Star Trek, use whatever fits)

Species 8472 could be reasoned with. They could be bargained with. And they sure as hell did not drive one insane with their mere presence,

The Medusans do.

You have to understand, the Federation has one of the ballsiest diplomatic corps in fiction. They’re the guys who have to walk up to Cthulhu and make friends. – RecklessPrudence

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There is a saying in Starfleet: There’

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Things that I'm pondering doing which I know I'll never have the time for:

  1. Participating in ROLT because it looks beautiful

  2. Posting a bunch of songs I want to see/hear SPG cover and the reasons why

  3. Finishing all my fucking fanfics

  4. Fanbot cosplay

  5. Running a drawblog (possibly in conjunction with #1)

  6. Take a makeup course (See #4)

  7. Learn a beautiful but useless skill

  8. Get my goddamn knees fixed

  9. Learn how to tapdance after #8

Of course, I’m like: DO ALL THE THINGS!!!!one!

But I know my time and my spoons are limited

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Challenge #00284: All Things Ridiculous and Human

Squashed Fly Biscuits - the round shortbread ones or garibaldis, whichever is more convenient.

Bonus points if someone is disappointed to find out they don’t contain real flies.

(all the bonus points ever if it involves T'reka, I’ve totally fallen in love with that story, but realistically whoever fits the prompt)

From the Journal of T'reka the Inquisitive:

With exposure, I have been picking up some of the human language. They understand that I am still learning and

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You overhear the strangest things from public-phone conversations sometimes...

“…well, sir, it was about, oh, a meter or so tall, looked kinda like if someone had stuck bat-ears, a big-lipped face, skinny arms and legs, a ratty wig, and, er, prominent female features on a big lima-bean of some sort and…  …No, no sir, I’m not drunk or drugged, I swear it.  As I clocked in and went to begin my shift, it - or she, I guess - was sloppily wandering around the central

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spacefeels: (full size image) more Treks whoo when Kirk told Chekov to put on a red shirt I was that one person in the theater who screamed...

spacefeels:

(full size image)

more Treks whoo

when Kirk told Chekov to put on a red shirt I was that one person in the theater who screamed “NOOO”

Lol, I watched that scene and, in a perfect Checkov impression, said,

“But thet’s certain death, Keptin…”

Alas, only my best-beloved heard, and busted a gut trying not to howl with laughter.

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Challenge #00282: The Kindness of Strangers

In the bottom of one of the many pockets of the bag, forgotten but apparently not for that long, was a slightly battered perfectly pink apple. It had been on many journeys, and was remarkably unscathed considering how easily apples usually succumb to bumping about in a bag full of other odds and ends.

There was a face on it. A happy face made of two small circles and a larger arc. Cut into the skin by someone else’s knife.

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