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Challenge #03472-I184: Taken Away From it All

The human is a Virtual Reality addict. Why? Because real life had become just too painful to face anymore. -- Anon Guest

It was the one thing she wanted to hurry for. After a tedious day of thankless, repetitious, endless toil, Mayra could take her day's wages, buy the cheapest meal she could get, and spend the rest of her resting hours in a Booth.

Like most of the Booths in Centua City, the actual facilities were filthy, falling apart, and had no security. Any idiot with a screwdriver could break into an occupied Booth and do what they wanted to anyone inside. The authorities blamed the addicts like her, but the Booths still ran and took people away from their troubles.

Troubles like birthing bills and having a fifth infant taken from her "for its own good." Not that she wanted the burden of being a single mother. It was just that she was given no choice at all.

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Sunday, Game Night PLNs

There's no D&D this week. We're playing Minecraft together. Which means that I have to make a new profile for that noise. That will be happening after the story post goes through.

Today, I will be messing around on Minecraft. Working on my potential base in Creative. Or writing some more A Devil's Tale because it has me by the Muse.

The Lurgi that Miss Chaos brought home has definitely hit Beloved hard. So much so that she has to

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Challenge #03471-I183: It Never Gets Old

They were human, once, a long time ago. Due to a massive accident, their body was lost, they chose a mechanical one instead. Then they earned enough time to buy a ship. The ship would sometimes be their body, sometimes the android in the charging niche. It is a wonderful life and career they have now! -- Fighting Fit

Immortality isn't for everyone. The B'Nari average out at eight hundred years before they get bored enough to let their Selves die. They

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Saturday, Plots and PLNs

We had some fun, last night. One near-arsehole encounter and a lot of tromping around in the rain, with dinner and gasbagging to follow. You can guess that this has done me some ow's for today.

Taking things easy, all the same. Taking my time, taking some rest, and possibly taking some tea.

...and I just now realised that I forgot to do the story read today. AUGH.

I will read tomorrow. Not that many people seem to either care or mind.

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Challenge #03470-I182: Post-disaster Debris

Could we see what happened after the CRC docked? Did pilot rush back to Plover to see what was going on? I'm guessing Pilot's a drone machine? How did the CRC react to the menacing looking bots and Plover's protectiveness? More please?

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-03377-i089-priority-one -- Anon Guest

Of all the survivors of the Plover Incident, the most heartbreaking were the tiniest children. They had no understanding of death. They kept asking when their parents or guardians were "coming

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Friday, Evening PLNs

I borked my wrist by sleeping on it wrong, so this morning was more painful than it needed to be. I should get some medication on that noise.

My PLNs today include habitat unfuckening, resting my poor sore wrist, followed by some fun times with Beloved for a special event.

I might take a nap in the middle of the day so that I have the energy for that.

But my focus for now is delivering that delicious content. So let's get

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Challenge #03469-I181: Strange Bedfellows

Yes I am Human. Yes I am marrying a Bugbear. We don't care what you think! -- Anon Guest

Everyone thinks that Bugbears are goblinoids created to be the violent enforcing arm of goblin rule. However, their temper is entirely understandable. Goblins are furless tunnelers distantly related to both lizards and Dragons[1]. Hobgoblins are only a little larger than their extremely prolific cousins.

Bugbears average out at eight feet tall.

Once all three goblinoid people banded together, it was the Bugbears

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Challenge #03468-I180: Acts of Diminished Responsibility

A Knomira thinks they know better than the safety and security personnel, demanding they let her take her normal shortcut through the station to get back to her quarters. That area is blocked off due to upgrades being done. Long story short, Knomira forces her way in, refuses to acknowledge warning signs, and ends up in an ICU drawer.

Warning signs are there for a REASON people! -- Anon Guest

Floating on a cloud of really great painkillers. Watching friendly colourful blobs

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Wednesday, Wordpress and Date PLNs

I was going to talk about the rights and responsibilities of the Galactic Alliance, but given recent political shenanigans, I kind'a have to go off about the hypocrisy of the alleged "Pro Life" movement.

They're not pro life. They're pro cruelty.

I will go into this in depth. Including some of the arguments they [and MeMum] use against abortion.

It's all about one group of people making decisions about other people's lives. That's all there is about it. The instant you let

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Challenge #03467-I179: Lofty Goals

What if Amatu were to go up on cliffs and up in trees and work on his fear of heights. Sometimes, even severe phobias, can be lessened and controlled through careful exposure. While they're not always overcome, they can sometimes at least be controlled. After all, flying is an incredible thing to have when being an adventurer.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-03375-i087-elevation-trepidation -- The New Guy

On the Windy Plains there was an entirely different method of play. They called it

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Tuesday, Patreon and Building Things

I have Patreon posts to make, chambers and world to build, red tape to unriddle... lots and lots of things to do.

MeMum has battled financial nonsense and why she owes Mr Taxman a huge honk of moolah. Going through the liveplay of that was... "fun".

I did offer to help with the websites and how to print emails and all other technogeek things, but she'd rather whimper in a corner. I empathise entirely. I, too, would like to whimper in a

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Challenge #03466-I178: The Rest of the World is Wrong

That push of regret was everything. But it happened, and now things were forever changed... -- Pixels By Kris

The regrets of the past poison the decisions of the here and now. Valiant Stormwight Hallowfine Whitekeep, third of the name, had watched his older brother Purity roll himself in debauchery and excess. There wasn't a girl in all the Earldom that he hadn't sweet-talked into a bedchamber or, in extremis, an alley. And why not? Bastards of the Earl's line were a

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Long Monday, Tired Bean

It's school hols so Beloved and I can spend a morning snuggling. Once I have had sufficient rest, I shall post the story stuff.

TBH I'm only posting this now to prevent anxiety in the few people who check this blog for what's going on.

Next week's D&D sesh with my international team of maniacs promises to be interesting. We might be playing Minecraft together :D Depends on who has what ready in time.

But that's a problem for later.

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Challenge #03465-I177: Missed Connection

The downside to being giant, intelligent, arachnid-like beings is that the ones you want to befriend so often run away. Even many of those lovely ones they call humans. -- Anon Guest

Sargasso stations are always "interesting" in the sense of "interesting times". They're either run by Nae'hyn who use them as retirement homes for decommissioned or retired Gravity Drives, or they are run by low-G insectoids. There is no middle ground.

Welcome to Pappus[1] Station. Bring your own gravity.

Low-G

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