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Challenge #00200: You're in Good Hands With Mawlitt-Badlii

“We’re very particular about how it should be handled. Do you understand that?”

“Of course we understand,” said the human. “We’re a cargo company that takes anything, anywhere, anytime, and we always follow instructions.”

“Yes,” said T'griis. “But the phonetic pronunciation of your company name…”

The human grinned in a way that clearly pronounced that they didn’t want to grin at all. “We’re in contest for our desired name with another company at the moment, so we had to go with the surnames of our major shareholders. Strictly an uncomfortable co-incidence.”

“And… what name did you desire?” T'griis asked, knowing that this might expose her to dangerous human insanity.

“Speedy-burst,” said the human.

T'griis carefully added more caution stickers to her parcel. Just to be certain.

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Challenge #00199: Spiritus in Machina

Lives and souls to buy, sell or trade

[Trigger warning: Most of the story that takes place occurs on one of the Greater Deregulations where women are property]

When Mary woke, she knew she wasn’t Mary any more. The strange feeling of duality that had accompanied every update so far was not there, just an echoing sensation of emptiness.

It was a peculiar thing to wake up and realize that you must have died sometime after your last save.

The

Challenge #00198: Everyday Miracles

Ok hope I am doing this right!

The universe and all the wonders it has to offer

[AN: Yes, you are]

There’s always one. The long-term tourist or peripatetic individual who never lost their sense of wonder. You could always pick them out of the crowd.

They looked around.

Everyone else stared down or straight ahead, lost in the haze of self-delusion that every spaceport was the same and nothing ever changed.

This one had everything in a backpack and

Prompt: attack of the fire-breathing sheep

(#00197)

“Lord Drixol’s castle is aflame!”

“No it isn’t, it’s a whacking great pile of stone.”

There always had to be a literalist in the crowd. “It’s on fire.“

"His creations are escaping! Run for your lives!”

“Um,” said the literalist. “It’s just one creature.“ They checked their pocket telescope. “And it appears to be a sheep.”

“Lord Drixol made a sheep?”

Three humble

Prompt: the Klaus Wulfenbach Fan Club

(#00196)

“This city is now part of the Wulfenbach Empire.”

“EEEeeeeeEEEEEeeeeEEEEEeeee!”

It was not the horrified scream he was used to. These people - all underage women, he noted - were delighted to hear such news. He glared at them. None were familiar faces.

“Are you ladies… all right?”

“EEEeeeeeEEEEEeeeeEEEEEeeee!” One fainted. Three fanned themselves. Two were crying. All seemed ecstatic that he had turned his attentions their ways.

He sighed. Teenaged hysteria. It

Challenge #00195: Beat the Beat

Vimes and Sara met once in a previous post. They meet again, but this time either Sara’s let loose in Ankh Morpork, or Vimes has to cope with Bayville.

“Tolstoy Beattitude Walkingbird!”

“I didn’t do it!”

Consciousness returned like a cat that had been up to something. Creeping in sense by sense and trying to hide behind the couch with its metaphorical tail sticking out.

Nobody was checking out his boots. Nobody was going

Challenge #00194: Miss Tiggy

How did a hedgehog even get on a space station?

“Hey, it’s me. Where can I get feeder crickets at this time o’ night?”

Rael should have guessed, then, that something was awry. Even for a well-traveled human of her era, Shayde was not overly adventurous when it came to foodstuffs. Insectivorism was definitely not, as she put it, ‘her bag’.

He checked his chrono. “There’s a night market three levels under

Challenge #00193: Impossible Aftermath

Well, It all started when X fell out of a tree…

He should have known. Having precogs amongst his staff was a matter of course. Every last one of them, including the mad human Lyr Marken, had warned him.

Don’t host an Ambassadorial Meet when Silly Season is due.

Maybe it was because Lyr had warned him first. Maybe it was lingering speciesism on his part -and he would have to work on getting rid of it- that made

Challenge #00192: Awareness of Food

Prompt: The realisation that some human, somewhere, had to think drinking/eating something that came out of another animal was a good idea when no-one had done it before. ie Milk, Eggs, etc.

Rael found Lyr attempting to repeatedly stab her lunch. It was a Cop Special, refried hash made from everything that didn’t quite fit in the regular meals, mixed with egg, rice and/or potato.

“What did the hash do to you?” he asked.

“It&

re: 3 stories in one day- I'm sorry, I was trying to add three suggestions to the queue, I didn't expect you to do them all at once!

The way Tumblr is rigged at the moment means that once I respond to a submission or an ask, it’s gone from my inbox forever. So my options are:

1) just do one and hope I don’t forget I have two others to do by the next day [my memory is a shocking, shocking thing]

2) Do all prompts at once so that I actually don’t forget and maybe catch up a little on the days I’ve accidentally

Writing Prompts, since the actual Writing Prompts thing, I can't figure where to enter my name and email address (seriously, I would use it...

I try to limit myself to one story a day (my wrists, they punish me) which is why I asked for one prompt at a time. I know it’s a pain in the arse to fill in the same form three times [The name/email thing should be an option if you don’t have a tumblr account] but it’s a literal pain in my anatomy to do three stories in one day.

(#00189)

It was another reality bubble. Rael

Prompt: "May you be three seconds too late, at the worst possible moment."

(#00188)

“I’m no’ in the habit of cursin’ folks,” said Shayde. She was educating some younger folk who had made assumptions about magic in her general direction. “With magic, ye tend to get what ye give. Spread evil, get evil come to you. Spread good, luck leads yer path.“

Half of them had made disapproving faces at this. What was the point of magic if you couldn’t curse people who obviously deserved it?

"But,” said

Challenge #00187: One Tempestuous Evening at Club Haxx

Tarvek, Gil and Klaus with accompanying entourage, crashing mid-90’s rave parties aka Night At The Roxbury style.

[AN: I have no idea what Night At The Roxbury is, so I’m going to keep it down to three geniuses in search of an exit]

They knew things had changed. It was hard to miss. For starters, there was an unending klaxon. The space, what looked to be the shell of a gigantic clank maintenance shed, was filled, wall to

Challenge #00186: Time Out From That Good Fight

Getting to a point when good enough, is really good enough. Insert a banana cream pie anywhere in the story, preferable eaten.

Rael had grown used to working hard. Not just working hard, but working smart, since his rest cycle decreed that his hours of usefulness were limited. He was so used to it that he almost flew into a panic the first morning that the Stations’ freelancer roster was empty.

He hadn’t woken too late. He had alarms

Challenge #185: Those Who Harm

More on Sara at TED talks.

She had her green skin out, this time. And a simple little black dress that was both flattering and demure.

“Some of you are here because you know me,” she began.

“WOOO!”

“Thankyou. Some of you have already decided everything they need to know about me. And I bet these are the words you thought.”

The slide behind her showed a word cloud. Biggest amongst them were “Mutie”

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Challenge #00200: You're in Good Hands With Mawlitt-Badlii

Challenge #00199: Spiritus in Machina

Challenge #00198: Everyday Miracles

Prompt: attack of the fire-breathing sheep

Prompt: the Klaus Wulfenbach Fan Club

Challenge #00195: Beat the Beat

Challenge #00194: Miss Tiggy

Challenge #00193: Impossible Aftermath

Challenge #00192: Awareness of Food

re: 3 stories in one day- I'm sorry, I was trying to add three suggestions to the queue, I didn't expect you to do them all at once!

Writing Prompts, since the actual Writing Prompts thing, I can't figure where to enter my name and email address (seriously, I would use it...

Prompt: "May you be three seconds too late, at the worst possible moment."

Challenge #00187: One Tempestuous Evening at Club Haxx

Challenge #00186: Time Out From That Good Fight

Challenge #185: Those Who Harm