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Challenge #04957-M208: Our Mistake

This new race, level 3 deathworlders, were skittish of humans. Their first encounter with them were, unfortunately, dereggers, who nearly got killed. This first contact with Alliance humans was going to be difficult to say the least. -- BKF

First Contact is always a crapshoot. You never know who is going to meet whom nor what kind of person is going to be the first official representative of their people. Things like that happen when the first to meet the Alliance becomes the first Ambassador.

Unfortunately, the Nauvegians met a Deregger military vessel.

The battle was brief and one-sided. The Dereggers barely survived and went limping back to their home planet in a panic. As for the Nauvegians, they believed firmly that Humanity were a bunch of neurotic, self-destructive, and aggressive people.

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Monday, Shenaniganery

The moving is intensifying. There has been mention of a truck happening at some point in the week. I may have to wait to shop until next week.

I am endeavouring to focus on today's tale, but I have friends chatting with me on Discord and my lovelies relaying shit into the house.

It's not looking good for story progress. I am DISTRACTED-distracted.

But there will be a daily tale.

Eventually.

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Challenge #04956-M207: Fighting Dread Hunger

Bibrid, when they are far from even the most remote of villages, takes his full dragon form and flies them all to the edge of a beautiful, bountiful, valley full of wild game and wild-growing fruits and vegetables. They're going to gather a large harvest to help a village that is currently cut off due to severe flood waters. -- BKF

"Wraithvine," said the raven as it lit on a nearby branch. "Hiland Vale needs you." It swooped down to the ground,

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Sunday, Cancellations and Shenanigans

Promptcast is cancelled until August. Circumstances beyond anyone's control. So theoretically, I have more time to myself. Or I would if the shenanigans didn't include four people and a cat. My aim today, at least in meatspace, is to arrange a section of the countertop for bread. I will have to move some things around, but moving things around is de rigeur these days.

Once I have space, I will seek clearance to start the bread process.

I'm pretty sure my bread

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Challenge #04955-M206: Sufficient Motivation

Bibrid and Wraithvine take the children to get something that scares poor Chance. To get inoculated against illnesses. -- BKF

Bibrid learned quickly to match his footsteps to Chance's once they were inside the town's walls. The young Hellkin was supremely clingy, seeming to fear being torn away from their only security. So he clung to his adopted child and moved in step with the poor suffering kid.

And, in this case, halted cold on their approach to the temple of Lenus.

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Saturday, Shifting Stuff

There shall be several trips with smaller stuff (and one person) over the passage of a few days. I still have no idea what's happening with moving the awkward stuff. No updates there.

I have fed the birds, the cats, and myself (yay). And helped out a friend with their writing.

The Promptcast is doing Booked For Friday, so I'm moderating over there. THEN I get on with the daily tale. If I'm not delayed by Other Stuff(tm).

I'm probably going

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Challenge #04954-M205: Intelligent Weapons

A human run academy for new military recruits. There are three paths. Diplomatic corps, edge defense, and the path that makes people disappear, and reappear in Alliance custody ready for their trials. -- BKF

One would think, with a name like Armed Forces right there on the metaphorical tin, that the purpose was obvious. Armed. Force. Clear and concise. One would be wrong by the time Humanity was fully integrated into the Galactic Alliance.

War... adapts.

Various clever weapons have largely rendered

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Challenge #04953-M204: See Him Face

They say that black cats crossing your path is bad luck. However, black cats mean no rats, and that's good luck for the farmer. -- BKF

Maaten Baurbrand knew there was something out there in the night. She couldn't see it, couldn't hear it, couldn't even smell it, but she knew it was there.

Every time she went out in the dark to be sure the cow shed was shut, there was the sense that something else was out there with her.

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Friday, Moving by Pieces

Four people, one cat, and a very small car do not a fast house-moving experience make. The Big Move is commencing in a series of short hops. Today, boxes of stuff. Tomorrow, a person.

There's talk of renting a pod to transport the difficult stuff, but I have no idea if or when that is going to be a thing.

My lovelies are spending a lot of their time unfucking the place they're vacating now, as that's a smidgeon more urgent than

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Challenge #04952-M203: Emphasis on the 'Mostly'

A human who guards the crew would seem rather outnumbered given the SIZE of the ship. But the pirates didn't count on him having a very well trained Belgian Malinois. -- BKF

The Investigative Process was a very big ship. Galactic Survey motherships had to be large, mostly for the scientific analysis labs and customisable vivariums for the wild captive samples. Between stellar systems, the Ship's Human roamed the connecting halls, checking up on what Human Beck called Geektopia.

It took them

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Thursday, In a Pickle

Somewhere in the vague vicinity of Caboolture, someone used a backhoe without checking for cables first. And that's why I'm writing using phone data.

Yes, I owe you a twofer, but I think I can be excused for not doing that until my proper compy is up and on the interwebs.

I have a new security blanket laptop, and working out the kinks shall be ninety percent of my aggravation today. Tomorrow? Who knows.

Onwards to whatever I can wrangle.

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Challenge #04951-M202: The Only End

The saint encounters the creature-held body of the deceased prince, and thus begins the battle to stop it, and return the prince's remains to his family.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04943-m194-something-wicked -- BKF

Ganlen was able to pass easily through the crowds and city traffic as a hound,and thanked his gods that he had listened. His usual means of travel - a local bird - was being hunted by teens with slings. If he'd flown, he might have met impediment

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Tuesday, SHENANIGANS

My lovelies should be on their way. I'm all dressed up and ready to go on an epic quest for stuff and things. Which includes some asthma meds because breathing is good.

It's going to be an expensive week, and not just because of the meds. We need to stock up on this, that, the other, and mandatory mealworms for the Magpie Mafia.

They have Butcher Bird goons, now. Word has got out that we are soft touches. Now whenever I step

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Challenge #04950-M201: Careful Gentle Lessons

The kids are getting cooking lessons from Wraithvine and Bibrid. -- BKF

Scramble and Chance had learned the most important things about living in the wilderness. How to make shelter if they had none of their own. How to make fire even when magic was unavailable. What plants and animals were reliably edible more than once.

Now they were learning how to cook it.

One thing that could very rarely fail was stew. Except one eager child was fireproof and heat-resistant. Chance

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Monday, Bills and Anticipation

I have fed, in order: the cats, my starter, the birds, and myself. I have just now paid the bills. Yay.

Tomorrow is when my lovelies return to organise, move, and rearrange shit. It may also be a prelude to Moving Day.

But it's also definitely Shopping Day because the fam needs supplies. Yay.

In local matters, the Magpie Mafia have learned that my whistle means food. At least three of them come calling. On the other hand, word has got out

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