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Challenge #03147-H238: Some Assembly Required

A traveling human with a few musical instruments with them is going from world to world, station to station, traveling across the alliance and even into the edge and beyond. Their goal? To learn the musical culture of as many various races as they can. To write a book all about a musical universe. -- Lessons

Her luggage wasn't as immense as many might think, given her life's goal. There were three changes of clothes[1] of bland similarity, and the rest of it was... parts. The bare minimum necessary to make a multitude of instruments. Some assembly required.

When the world of music can be divided into 'toot', 'whistle', 'plunk' and 'boom', then many instruments can be divided likewise. There is, after all, only so much one can do with tubes[2]. Make it so that they can be arranged in a multitude of ways, and you can have instruments for days.

Having the skills to play them is a gift that Human Lam possessed. She could play anything, anywhere, anytime... and frequently did. She was a one-person orchestra and made more than enough Time with various compilations containing assorted assemblies from her kit. That was, more or less, a day job. Her soul's goal was to find all the music, all the instruments. Documenting the culture and definitions of music across the known universe.

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Tuesday, Day 0, Patreon

Plague news: five new cases, all imports. There's twenty total active cases, fourteen of those are in hospital.

I have a process for going through the edits for Adapting and it is thus:

Stage one - accept all the uncommented errata fixes.
Stage two - get through the commented ones until things are resolved
Stage three - repeat stage two until polished.

I can do stage one on the next chapter whilst refining the previous one to a mirror shine. Yay. And

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Challenge #03146-H237: Do Not Eat Your Heart Out

DEVOUR YOUR HEART!

That is the only way to rebel against the cruel world!

My soldiers, rage!

My soldiers, scream!

MY SOLDIERS, FIGHT! -- Anon Guest

Horseshit, thought Kosh, listening to this maniac leading the band of irregulars. He had only joined them because he and they were traveling in the same direction. Safety in numbers, and he was especially fragile following his great shame. Poisoned while under the care of the Master. It may have been better if he'd died.

His

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Monday, Day 0, AUGH!

Plague news: one new case, a local. Sixteen total active cases and fourteen of those are in hospital.

My alarm didn't go off again, despite my best efforts to fix that. I'm going to have to get a different clock app if I want to wake up regularly.

As a result, today is sideways.

I'll get on top of it.

Meanwhile, household cyclone Beloved has seized all of my favourite smalls and laundered them all at once. They're still too damp to

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Challenge #03145-H236: Si Vis Pacem

si vis pacem, para bellum -- Anon Guest

[AN: According to my translator webpage, this means: If you want peace, prepare for war. I believe Sir Pterry (GNU) had much to say about that though the Patrician.]

Humans have said for centuries, for millennia, If you want peace, prepare for war. Given the number of concurrent wars happening anywhere on the planet during those same millennia, one can safely posit that they got this horribly wrong.

They also believed that space travel

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Sunday, Day 0, Day of Rest?

Plague news: Two new cases, one of each. Twenty total cases, fifteen in hospital.

There's potential for another lockdown in the wind, so I'm keeping an eye out for alerts regarding the same. We have nonsense to see us safely through whatever it is, so no panic buying for us.

Today, I will indulge myself a little bit on leftover cake, continue adding stats to mobs on the boards I've made. If I'm brave, I shall go on to do Stage One

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Challenge #03144-H235: Change Cometh From Above

You can open the cage of oppression and break the chains of slavery, but it's up to the individual whenever or not they step outside. For what does freedom really mean when demanded of you by a god? -- Anon Guest

To live was to work. To work was to live. Only the newborn were permitted hours of rest and sloth. All of them spent their time in darkness. The light of the sun was a privilege granted by the one on

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Saturday, Day 1, Editing HOOOOO!

Plague news: No new cases! There's eighteen total active cases in Queensland and fifteen of them are in hospital.

They can yell about our border control, but we stepped on Delta and they didn't. So ner.

I have PLNs today to polish the entirety of Chapter One of Adapting. In fits and starts, belike, but I will get all the edits seen to. I also plot to eat a lot of carbs as a reward.

In the news:

  • Israel hit with a
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Challenge #03143-H234: Call it an Infrastructure Issue

It was an artificial planet, the makers had kidnapped young Deathworlders, including small human children, as forced labor because they were small and able to get into tight places. Some of the kids died getting trapped in areas where the air would run out. CRC learned of this horror, Pax Humanis was called in. The madmen who kidnapped the kids soon learned WHY you don't mess with children in the alliance. Especially since one of those kids was the little daughter of

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Friday, Day 0, Tangled

Plague news: Two new cases, one of each. Nineteen total active cases and fourteen are in hospital.

Today, my Beloved is getting part of her face burned off with lasers and then turning into a vampire for the interim. Direct exposure to sunlight is not recommended post-procedure.

My arm is back to my full range of movement and I am still not a wifi hotspot.

There's starters to feed, bikkie to make (and consume), 1K to write, mobs to add stats unto

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Challenge #03142-H233: Watch Out For the Little Ones

A crew of tough-as-nails space marines finds the lone survivor of a shipwreck that had been sending out distress signals. The planet itself was utterly uninhabitable, it was shocking the kid survived. The child, barely two years of age, became their mascot, and guarded treasure. This little child, a level 2 Deathworlder, would grow up with a large family, and space marines are a bit fierce about protecting those they love. -- Anon Guest

Trouble barely remembered life before they joined up

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Thursday, Day 0, Post-jab Paranoia

Plague news: One new case, an import. Twenty-three total active cases, with seventeen in the hospital. It's Day One of post-Pfizer dose one for me.

I haven't had as many mucous issues this morning and correlation is not causation, but I have joked that the Pfizer jab has cured my asthma. It hasn't really. I'm going to give myself a dose on the nebuliser, Max, and make sure I stay hydrated.

Thanks to anxiety, I'm more than a little drained. If I

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Challenge #03141-H232: Human Enrichment Duties

There is NOTHING, absolutely NOTHING in this universe that is more dangerous than telling a human that is completely bored out of their mind, that something, anything, is impossible. -- Lessons

There are some cosmic laws that are inviolate. Never ask what can go wrong. Never play finesse games with a cogniscent nicknamed 'Slick'. Never try to eat anything bigger than your own head... and never EVER tell a Human what's impossible.

Nature hates a vacuum, Humans hate monotony. Though some flourish

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Wednesday, Day 1, Wordpress and Jab

Plague news: NO NEW CASES! Twenty-three total active cases, with seventeen in the hospital.

These are numbers I like to see.

Today's the day I get sub-zero serum added into my arm and become a superhuman wifi hotspot a little better protected against the plague. Huzzah. I also have all day to low-key panic about this.

Of course you, my lovely readers, get another installment of my terrible Tiefling's backstory that explains exactly why he's such a paranoid arsehole with a prickly

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Challenge #03140-H231: Loco Parentis

"Knock Knock"

"Who's there?"

"Banana."

"Banana who?"

"Knock knock"

"Who's there?"

"Banana."

"Banana Who?"

"Knock Knock"

exasperated! "WHO'S THERE??"

"Orange"

sigh! "Orange who?'

"Orange you glad I didn't say Banana?"

GROAN!!!!! -- Anon Guest

Some stages of childhood development seem to be a test of the parental's endurance. Some of those kids really make strangers wonder how they survive to adulthood. Just one of those stages is the discovery of jokes.

"Hey... hey... hey... hey...? Why do beans like to live

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