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Challenge #03167-H258: It's Personal Protection

Humans get together to build an enormous, state-of-the-art, station with all the best defenses, and comforts, the universe has to offer. But it has a ton more classrooms than just for kids, and a lot of kitchens. What is the station? A huge cooking school where students, no matter who, or what, they are, can come, live in the dorms, and learn to prepare and serve foods from all over the alliance and beyond. -- Anon Guest

As far as space stations go, it's fairly huge. It's all about the accommodations. There's standard habitats, customisable for any cogniscents needs, the air recycling system, both private and public[1]. There are also crowds of kitchens for any situation. Low-G, no-G, high-G, and equipped with every single cooking and preparation method anyone could concoct.

There are also, because of transportation costs, farms. Cultured meat proteins are fine for learning how to cook them, but there are always the kind of wealthy snob willing to pay for protein from slaughtered animals[2]. So dissection labs are special events.

It's all very well learning in virtuality, but the real thing is always vastly different to the programmed practice. And for some students, even the virtuality is challenging.

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Challenge #03166-H257: Sense Motivation

An elderly woman, a witch, was quietly hobbling along the path back to her village with more healing herbs. She was well respected among the village, save for a few newcomers who were learning quickly the village protected their healer, and her apprentices, rather fiercely. When Wraithvine came to the village with hir friends, she offered to teach hir how to make a very special potion. Everhealing Elixir. It could heal any illness, any injury, and, in its concentrated form, even reverse

Challenge #03165-H256: But Did They Though?

In their world, they were shown, from the time they were very small, movies where aliens of all sizes and shapes were killers. Taking children and eating them, powerful, cunning, and deadly. Their world, gone now due to a planet-killing radiation storm thanks to an unstable sun, never prepared them, and all the others, from child to adult, for being around actual aliens. The therapist teams had a lot of work ahead of them. -- Anon Guest

There were halls upon halls

Challenge #03164-H255: Earth Plus Water Equals Friendship?

The path to real friendship is paved with really stupid shit. Hey my friend, sorry about that! Here, let me get that mud off of you. -- Anon Guest

There is a saying among Galactics, Pack-bonding will happen whether you want it or not. It is never said by Humans. When they found out about it they laughed.

It was certainly a very true saying for Companion Tros, who had just met her Ships' Human in a cascade of mud, tumbles, and

Challenge #03163-H254: A Song of Sixpence

The spaceport was in shambles, the red lights and sirens blared, there was no one else left here save for a few hurrying to life pods. They walked through the halls in their space hardened livesuit as carefree as if they were walking through a sunlit park on a pleasant day. As the facility was falling apart around them, they sat at the now abandoned cafe', leaned back, put their feet up on a table, and smiled darkly. One down, .. so many

Challenge #03162-H253: A Devil of a Day

There was a school, a special school, one meant primarily for nobles and families of royal blood, though other students were able to earn their way in through hard work. It was surrounded by an imposing, but decorative, wall and large, wrought-iron gates with a massive crest emblazoned. Inside the gated place was a massive school with comfortable dorms, a huge series of gardens and forested areas, it was a school almost larger than a full-sized palace. But there was a difference

Challenge #03161-H252: Teaching Gently

Level 1 Havenworlders, and levels one through three Deathworlders, were being trained in how to work in childcare facilities that would have human children there. How to help them burn off the excess energy Human children tended to have, and to keep the Human children, and all other children, as well as themselves, safe. -- Anon Guest

Education in the Galactic Alliance gets... interesting. Class sizes rarely exceed ten. Indeed, eight is when the facility starts looking at ways to divide the

Challenge #03160-H251: How to Save Human

Humans are too eager, sometimes, to protect us. We appreciate it, we rely on it, we've become highly dependent on it. Some of us... may have even grown weaker, relying on our living shields far too much. They are far too willing to throw their lives away for us, we must get them to see, their lives are worth just as much as ours are. -- Lessons

It is universally agreed that Humans, as a species, are insane. They have to be.

Challenge #03159-H250: Gourd-y Display

And some of the decorations were a bit too realistic for them...

Examples -- Tom

[AN: The title you gave this prompt has been ignored. See how much sense it makes now?]

Pirate Captain Mes is about to ask one of the universe's most hated questions. It's the kind of question that earns the answer punched into his softest parts. Watch carefully. See if you can spot it.

"Agrarians, for the most part. Small farms and not a great deal of useful

Challenge #03158-H249: Instant Friendship

H: Waking up and unable to move, groaning softly. "I hurt, what happened?"

A: "Don't you remember? You were so brave."

H: "Why can't I move?"

A: "You're in a full body brace."

H: "How did I get out?"

A: "er..... Two men you saved were Pax Humanis. Apparently, they said they now owe you their lives and wouldn't let anyone else carry you out."

H: "I'm... so... tired... you and they... are... welcome." -- Anon Guest

Human Ren tried to come

Challenge #03157-H248: Hypo-crit Fail

The CEOs pushed, they pushed hard, too hard, for too long. Everything has a breaking point, and all the CRC had to do was sit back, relax, then send in mop up teams and medics after the empire collapsed. -- Anon Guest

The thing with Deregger planets is that they're all in favour of business getting their way. They're not in favour of anything related to "individual welfare". They're thoroughly for people pulling themselves up by the bootstraps, and then heavily taxing

Challenge #03156-H247: Panic Quieter

Doesn’t matter in a fight how much you planned, how extensive your process, how minute the details. The moment you get punch in the face, everything goes disarray -- Anon Guest

The heat of battle is no place to be taking notes. He never got out of the student mentality of learning while doing. It was an interesting mental trick, to keep up the fight and evolve strategy at the same time.

Note to self, he thought as he covered his

Challenge #03155-H246: The Right Kind of Electronic Babysitter

Several children, Humans, Havenworlders, and other Deathworlders, trapped together in the nursery. The power had gone out and the doors had locked. Everyone was scared, then someone started singing. Soon each youngster took turns singing their favorite lullabies their parentals would sing them to sooth them, and, as a result, when rescue finally got to them, all the kids were contentedly close to each other, peacefully asleep. The first singer? An independant AI nanny who'd just finished charging and unplugged just as

Challenge #03154-H245: Champions at Silly Buggers

A: With the things being the way it is now, all I can do is try to determine what might be going on though naked-eye observations and my imagination

B: In short, you're taking a best guess?

A: "best guess"?! My dear friend, please! That is a woefully inadequate representation of what goes on. a fairer description would be "observation and inference drawing on a wealth of professional experience, including analogous previous cases."

B: Okay, so an educated guess.

A: precisely --

Challenge #03153-H244: Alternative to What?

A Pure Lifer, whose ancestors had been some of the earliest of the Pure Lifers had gotten very, very sick. They were still quite young, had very small children to raise, and none of the "medicine" on their world was helping them. In fact, they were getting worse quickly, and no one was willing to care for the children if their parent were to perish, and they had no spouse. What were they to do? Only option left, contact the Alliance, it

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Challenge #03167-H258: It's Personal Protection

Challenge #03166-H257: Sense Motivation

Challenge #03165-H256: But Did They Though?

Challenge #03164-H255: Earth Plus Water Equals Friendship?

Challenge #03163-H254: A Song of Sixpence

Challenge #03162-H253: A Devil of a Day

Challenge #03161-H252: Teaching Gently

Challenge #03160-H251: How to Save Human

Challenge #03159-H250: Gourd-y Display

Challenge #03158-H249: Instant Friendship

Challenge #03157-H248: Hypo-crit Fail

Challenge #03156-H247: Panic Quieter

Challenge #03155-H246: The Right Kind of Electronic Babysitter

Challenge #03154-H245: Champions at Silly Buggers

Challenge #03153-H244: Alternative to What?