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Challenge #04926-M177: Damned Foolish Stunt

Tilting at windmills -- Deathshead419

Kosh would have to apologise to Artie for insisting this mobile chair be disposable. Even though the autonomous automaton's face was immobile, it nevertheless managed o convey heatbreak and disappointment when he told it, "The chair won't last long anyway. Just make sure it will last long enough."

He'd have a lot of apologies to make if he survived this.

First and most importantly, to his beloved Cordelia, for making her wait nine months for his return to the mortal plane. Then to his newborn twin sons, still lacking a full name each, for forcing them to have Battleborn and Battleblood somewhere in their full chain of names. Only then would he apologise to his doctors for going out on the battlefield for a leader-to-leader challenge - against a Giant - with a cursed arrowhead embedded in his thigh.

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Friday, Everything is Sideways!

The situation in meme: New digs, who dis?

My compy has moved to the new computer room. I am currently tucked neatly into a convenient corner with everything set up nicely. Well. Nicer than a desk full of packrattus, anyway. Everything was working well, last night.

This morning, with very little changed in the way things were set up, the whole rig is no longer functional. All I did physically was add a few desktop gewgaws to my workspace. Make it homey

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Challenge #04925-M176: In Good Company

It's dangerous to go alone -- Spare AMitA Prompt

Pipi raised the sacred weapon and hollered the sacred vow, "I found a stick onna ground, an' now I'm gonna use it! All the power that I found, I don't wanna abuse it!" Their voice echoed in the streets and no other kids called challenge. Nobody else called dibs. The obvious next thing to do was become a Hero.

Which meant that Pipi needed to become a protector and helper to the poor,

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Thursday, Physio and Shenanigans

I have a physio appointment this afternoon and a shopping list that is growing into arm length, and no car. Or at least, no car as I write these words.

Just a little stress. As a treat.

On top of all the other stress going on because - once again - the Archive is blowing up with DRAMA.

After damn near two years of being told, AMitA's crew has finally noticed that the numbers are dropping off. This revelation has absolutely nothing

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Challenge #04924-M175: Trust to Not Fall

Leap of Faith -- Spare AMitA Prompt

For such a small stone, the Icon of Edass weighed heavily inside a fold of Kosh's gi. As he raced across the rooftops of Arbordeep, he had to wonder how much of the stretched truth he told to Xiolein was something he covertly believed.

It was so easy to believe the artifact was cursed. Those who sought it had killed so many of those who held it. As well as unnumbered innocent bystanders who had

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Wednesday, The Unfucking Continueth

Got the soon-to-be-ex computer room's drifts swept up, had a sneezing attack. Keeping tabs on breathing ease for the meanwhile.

The Dutch Oven is coming good. Less rust happened after the second baking incident. After the first one, the rust had become kind-of... fungal shelf looking growths in the bottom of the pot. BUT applications of steel wool, rust eraser, and coconut oil are improving the situation. It is looking better.

I'll be applying extra layers of oil as the days go

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Challenge #04923-M174: Monsters in the Night

Shh, they'll hear you -- Spare AMitA Prompt

In the Forest of Giants, a war has raged for centuries.

The Elves did not know that some trees were more alive than others. They did not have reason to ask before the first branch reached out and crushed the first Elf to bent a bivouac into someone's head. The actual war happened because they did not care to ask.

They were Elves. The first people to make civilisation as they defined it. They

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Tuesday, Hocus Pocus, Needs Moar Focus

Skipping the Patreon stuff today in favour of Bread and Unfucking the House. I have boxes to sort and the house has a new skip to fill. Huzzah.

I will get the daily tale sorted, but that will be happening between everything else. Expect it late, if at all.

I have physio this Thursday and there's no sign of my lovelies coming to help unfuck the place. So I shall take command and assign some tasks to the kids. Namely - moving

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Challenge #04921-M172: Trouble in Them Hills

Them dang varmint demons -- Spare AMitA Prompt

Nate-Ray's old pickup made it to Winslow's Farm Supplies Warehouse and Car Repair. Right across from Rosie's Bar and Grill. Nate-Ray did pull up at the car repair side, chucking his keys to Sid, but then hustled his ass straight to the warehouse. That got a lot of attention, since Nate-Ray never did nothing more than a mosey anywhere.

Even Winslow got up from his napping chair instead of letting little Peggy see to

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Sunday, Mor Stream Shenanigans

The Promptcast is reading stories, today. I'm moderating, of course. And probably working on today's tale during the slow bits.

I have my Dutch Oven in the process of seasoning right now. When that's done, I shall feed my starter, make The Bikkie, and set the dough-making process in motion. Wednesday morning, once the Dutch Oven is cool from all the bread making, I shall season it again. It will take a while to get it properly in order, but I have

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Challenge #04920-M171: A Deal With... You Know

Friends on the Other Side -- Spare AMitA Prompt

Well hello there, new friend. What's your name? Very nice. Pleased to meet you. You may know me as Tolgrolaz, and I am very pleased to help you. You have to be desperate indeed to contact me. I know. Life is difficult. The very forces of the universe are against you. You've tried everything, and I have the infinite pleasure of being your last resort.

I'm not offended in the slightest. We're friends,

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Saturday, Streaming Nonse and Other PLNs

My lovelies are off with Chaos for Parkrun today. Then they're off once more to unfuck their soon-to-be-ex location in Brizvegas. Leaving Chaos here, of course.

I have storage boxes to sort. Mayhem has the job of selling of usable excess to whomever may be interested in that stuff.

Pretty certain that some's going to go for a dollar a piece. Either way, someone's happy, we have a little extra dosh, and Mayhem is interested in that 10% commission.

Chaos has yet

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Challenge #04919-M170: The First Druid

Things that go bloom -- Spare AMitA Prompt

[AN: Ask me about The Drama(tm) over on my Discord if you really want to know. It's... complicated. And dense.]

Magic came to Alfarell when the stars fell. So too did a lot of creatures from the Plane of Magic, later named Nanogh. Some became Elves, some Brauniin, and some became Wudsgaad. The Elves sought to tame the world, the Brauniin chose to help the 'lesser' creatures[1] in secret... and the Wudsgaad

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Friday, Big Unfuckening

I hope to get today's story underway after the fam has decided to take a rest for the evening. Hope. If not, I shall commence piling up the twofers.

I expect to be spending a majority of my day tromping around and moving things. Lifting heavy objects or carting them hither and yon.

I might get a chance to get a few words in when resting my poor sore feet. Time will, of course, tell.

These next four weeks are going to

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Challenge #04918-M169: Soft Bubble Life

The Fabulous Lives of the Unencumbered -- Luna

There is an old saying: More money than sense. It speaks specifically to the charmed lives of the rich and powerful. Those who don't see the silver platter that everything comes to them on. To them, it's as invisible as the air they breathe.

Submitted for your education: Klaratynne Shiffohen D'Arbuette.

Every morning, they rose and shone. Well rested and revitalised as their bedchamber was designed to give them every ease. No matter which

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