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Beware the Creatures of the Night...they have Lawyers!

Lawsuits filed by supernatural beings. Bonus points for mentioning Wolff and Byrd!

(#00589 - A224)

“All rise.”

Lou Pine looked meek and mild at the defendant’s bench. Bracketed on one side by a tall woman with distinctive white hair, and on the other by a small man of seemingly permanent nonchalance. Noth lawyers seemed very happy to be defending miss Pine.

“Your honour, this is a blatant case of harassment,” began Ms Wolff. “The local police know miss Pine has a prescription for Wolfsbane on a medical concession she won in this court just last year. The police continue to harass her and stop and frisk her more regularly than any other citizen of that neighbourhood.”

“We have evidence to back that up,” added Byrd.

“It’s clear that the police want to start trouble with Miss Pine simply because of her medical condition.”

“Which is–?” prompted the judge.

“Lycanthropy, your honour.”

The judge made a little groaning noise and muttered, “…I thought this was one of the normal ones…”

“May we approach, your honour?”

“What’s going on?” whispered Miss Pine.

“I’m very sorry,” murmured Mr Byrd. “But it looks like we might have to present this case in front of another judge. Prejudice and all that.”

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Challenge #00588 - A223: You Can't Make Me!

“You’ve lost the right to see me cry.”

“What?” said the cogniscent on his personal comms, sitting opposite Rael. “What does that even mean, Barbera?”

“It means you’ve hurt me for the last time,” said a higher-pitched voice. Either the cogniscent in question had her on speaker, or his volume was irresponsibly loud. Either way, the entire carriage of the Tram could hear them both. “I’m leaving, and

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I just saved 100K words

At 500 words a day, that’s 200 days of effort. I have 40 days worth of writing left to go.

That is, before I get to my target. I may go over.

Then I have editing and only three reliable beta-readers. Should I ask for more? Would I be asking for trouble? I’m pretty certain three is not enough.

Ugh, editing sucks.

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Exploring Emotionally Abusive Relationships

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Characteristics of an emotionally abusive relationship include:

· Using money as a means of control

· Threatening to walk out or abandon you

· Creating fear and anxiety through looks, words, threats and actions

· Destroying things (and often things you value) – either in a cold and heartless way, or in an angry fit of rage

· Using blaming, shaming, minimizing and denial to control you

· Verbally attacking and demeaning you (includes name calling, shouting at you, criticising and putting you down – especially in public)

· Attacking

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All ready for the typography! (Aigh! I’m not ready!) Seriously, I have like 300 fonts-in-potentia to audition with my...

All ready for the typography!

(Aigh! I’m not ready!)

Seriously, I have like 300 fonts-in-potentia to audition with my way-more-aesthetic Significant Other and a slight hole in my budget.

And about 21K words to go. Plus editing.

I know there’s 170+ nice people reading my blog. If every last one of you paid ten dollars or more for One Year of Instants, I might be set [You’re exempt, recklessprudence, you’ve paid more and twice]

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Sad II Prompt: "I stopped missing you"

(#00587 - A222)

Casual visitors would never know this was a graveyard, since it looked like an orchard. Children of tourists played between the trees. Permanent and near-permanent residents lit incense for the burners in the shrine at the gate before they went foraging for fresh fruit.

Neither of them came here, where the new plants were.

Here, the markers were synthstone posts, not the plaques that the full-grown trees would take into their bark. Here, young trees were tended carefully by

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pizzaismylifepizzaisking: ultrafacts: Source For more facts, Follow Ultrafacts At first she worked in a pool of women performing math...

pizzaismylifepizzaisking:

ultrafacts:

Source For more facts, Follow Ultrafacts

At first she worked in a pool of women performing math calculations. Katherine has referred to the women in the pool as virtual `computers who wore skirts.’ Their main job was to read the data from the black boxes of planes and carry out other precise mathematical tasks. Then one day, Katherine (and a colleague) were temporarily assigned to help the all-male flight research team. Katherine’s knowledge of analytic geometry helped make quick

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"Team No Hoes" Shockingly Violates Woman's Medical Privacy

“Team No Hoes” Shockingly Violates Woman’s Medical Privacy

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gingerelfandpuppydwarf: fidefortitude: fidefortitude: Everyone who reblogs this EVERY SINGLE ONE Will get a shitty 1 sentence fanfic in...

gingerelfandpuppydwarf:

fidefortitude:

fidefortitude:

Everyone who reblogs this

EVERY SINGLE ONE

Will get a shitty 1 sentence fanfic in their inbox determined by your recent reblogs

So if you reblogged Kevin Tran and a dalek recently

YOU GET KEVIN/DALEK ROMCOM FANFIC

If you just posted some Sherlock and Hannibal

THEY HAVE A DANCE OFF MOTHAFUCKAS

Shitty fanfics, at your door, no questions asked.

Reblog away!

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When I say shitty fanfics

I mean shitty fanfics motherfuckers

bring it

Double bring it

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Challenge #00586 - A221: One Damp Afternoon on Tour

“Shock and awe can be dangerous and deadly, therefore the management has overturned your booking of the concert hall for a- what was it again?”

“A magic show.”

“Look,” sighed The Great Amaze-o. “We’re a comedy act. We show how everything is done and half the time we pretend to flakk it up. It’s funny.”

The Nephroton on the other side of the counter glared at them with her segmented

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Okay, so it's almost October...

internutter:

I like to have a short story ready for All Hallows’ Read, to give out for free.

Last year I cheated and used my novel Hevun’s Rebel.

This year I can’t do that.

And the lack of success of Scavenger just firkin highlights how awful I am at trying to write scary stuff. [AFAIK, it’s unsuccessful. Nobody’s said boo about it]

SO.

What the flying feck should I do about All Hallows’ Read this year?

Still poking

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