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Challenge #03568-I279: Mostly Harmless, You Say?

I'm a captain of a ship and this is my people's first time, ever, having a human aboard. We're nervous, but we were shocked to find they already know our language, know much about our culture, and knows how to ease the fears of those of us who frighten more easily. You know? I think this is going to work. -- Anon Guest

Captain Bel was the first to greet the Human. She was very understandably nervous about having a Deathworlder on her vessel. Especially a confirmed lunatic Deathworlder. The aptly named Terra had spawned a great many colonial worlds with a great many ideologies, some of them detrimental to the populace[1].

This Human actually asked what kind of helmet interface she and the crew preferred. Their livesuit was space-rated and little else, though there were a few completely functional add-ons like the aforementioned faceplate display screen. And they were surprisingly soft-spoken.

Human Kwine seemed set on murmuring, and they were adept at non-hostile gestures. "My usual default is the abstract face," said the Human, standing respectfully well out of attack range. "There's a lot of Havenworlders who are frightened by Human faces, and the abstract puts them at ease. Makes me look more like an AI than a Deathworlder." The pixelated face presumably synced with the Human face inside it. "I have several modes, including calm and happy, floral mist and for any threats, angry mode."

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Saturday, Catching up, and Blobbing

We have bade a final farewell to Capt. S yesterday. Thanks to that and some close calls on the road; I am frayed, worn out, and feeling very much like a sad lump of blob that's washed up on the tide-mark of life.

Having a night of rest that was a loose clump of intermittent naps did not help this. At all.

I know that I still have to clean the catio, feed my Starters, and manage the Bikkie. But what I

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Friday, Calling in Absent

This is yet another early blog because the day of the day, is the day we bid a final farewell to Capt. S.

I expect it to be very full. And very tearful.

Everything and (I hope) everyone is prepared for the big scrum to have things ready at the place and on time. Including ourselves.

Saturday will likely be a twofer PLUS whatever might be in store for Fic of the Week. I fully expect my throat to burn out partway

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Challenge #03567-I278: A Precog in the Works

A human has the ability to be frighteningly accurate when they make predictions of the future. It comes to them in their dreams. They agree to wear a device to read brain waves to find out how they're able to do that. -- Anon Guest

[AN: Dream viewing technology is still in its infancy here and now. Give it some time and we might be able to do this]

It began with two words, "Deja vu." It was an explanation, a warning,

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Challenge #03566-I277: Overlooked, Underestimated, Deadly

It was rare someone ever did, but these individuals got the drop on Amatu, Wraithvine, and friends. They bound the hands, they bound the feet, they bound the WINGS! But why - oh - why... does everyone forget about the prehensile tails?? Oh well, Amatu's tail, a knife, and some people learning the hard way, you DON'T mess with a person's family! -- Anon Guest

It seemed like a mandatory turn of events. Just when they had a plan, just when it

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Wednesday, Wordpress and Errands

I have made the video to my satisfaction, hooray. Now I need to get that onto a thumb drive. And the music onto a different thumb drive. Because technical nonsense.

And then chase down a little something-something for the ceremony. We're telling everyone on the day what that is. No spoilers.

Thumb drives still wig me out a little bit. In this era of clouds and remembering disk drives, it's still ridiculous that you can store a novel or three on something

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Challenge #03565-I276: Avast Ye!

Young, wannabe pirates steal a ship. The human aboard refuses to hurt kids, but they are NOT amused! -- Anon Guest

"What are you, twelve?" Human Oz glared down at the 'dread pirate' Bao, who had a kitten face on their overalls pocket. "I'm old enough to be your grandren[1]. I should send you to the corner."

"I'm eight," said the 'dread pirate' Bao. "And I'm the Captain 'cause of my mean scar, and you're s'posed to surrender." The 'mean scar'

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Tuesday, Merry Birthmas to Me

I'm fifty years old, today. I am doing small celebratory things and being as ridiculous as I want to be because it's my birthday.

I have a set of shelves from Beloved for my birthday. I know this sounds ridiculously mundane, but those shelves shall house my record player and soon-to-be new sound system and I will be able to play my vinyl again! Huzzah!

I've been waiting on this for the better part of a year. I'm firkin excited about it.

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Challenge #03563-I274: Snap Inspection

The person who WANTS power, should never be allowed near it. The person who does not wish for power, but is able to think clearly and is fair, those are the leaders we need. -- Anon Guest

Berthora Marcatrude Aregund Lunjevica, Seventh Matroness of the Eastmount Olikents was right about one thing. They actually did have a noble-born sweeping the streets. Well. Courtyard. Wraithvine had been watching the fellow in Whitekeep livery for some time. Trying to judge the situation on available

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Challenge #03564-I275: Meeting All Kinds

El galáctico es confundido con un canino por un humano con discapacidad visual a bordo de la nave que se dirige a la estación Amalgam. -- Anon Guest

[AN: Translated by the internet: The galactic is mistaken for a canine by a visually impaired human aboard the ship heading to Amalgam Station.]

The Human had a white cane, but they could also clearly see some things. They could not, evidently, see clearly. They were using pet manners on her.

"Hello, pup? Where's

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Monday, Complications, and Plotting

We will be bidding a final farewell to Capt. S later in the week, and preparations are underway for the ceremony.

Later this week, there will be another cancellation of my stream, because I will be off on family stuff. And I'd be useless for streaming anyway because whilst my tears work, my voice quits. I can either speak or cry, and crying is no good for stream.

So my expected output will be... variable. Bereavement takes priority.

As for today... let

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Sunday Complications

I'm writing this on Saturday night so that nobody panics on Sunday. There's a memorial for Capt. S at her church and we have to be there EARLY.

Which means we have to take off EARLY.

Which means that I won't have time for any of my scheduled shenanigans AT ALL.

Including my blog here.

Tomorrow is all about being there for the fam.

IF I can squeeze in an instant at a later hour, it will not be streamed. If I

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Challenge #03562-I273: A Gift, a Blessing, and a Visit

An individual politely asks Wraithvine if they would be willing to sell them a small lock of hir golden hair. Why? To turn it into a bracelet by braiding it and adding some shiny agates they'd found and shaped, and present it to their child as a 5th birthday present. Their child absolutely adored elves, and the family didn't have much money, but wanted to do something very special for the little one. -- Anon Guest

"Beggin' your pardon, yer honour," said

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Saturday, Day In or Day Out?

...I have no firkin ideas. I am feeling run down and frazzled and frayed around the edges. I might just take a Mental Health Day.

Possibly involving Beloved.

Powers know that we all need a breather to just chill and zone out. Have a bath, watch something stupid, whatever we need to achieve a new equilibrium.

Or maybe another extended nap like the one I took yesterday. And neither of us are allowed to feel bad about not making content/solving problems/

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