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Challenge #01321-C226: Lost and Found

The Ballad of Apollo XIII - sung to the tune of 'The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald', but with a triumphant ending. -- RecklessPrudence

"I can't find Ambassador Shayde."

They should have been terrifying words, but they had lost any such sparkle through repetition. It had got to the point that Sherlock and Officer Marken both used Ambassador Shayde as testing material for new recruits.

So far, only one sharp Ensign had passed the Shayde Test.

This... was not that Ensign.

"You've checked her office and her home, of course," prompted Rael.

The luckless trainee smacked headfirst into realisation and ran off in a panic.

Five minutes later, he was back. And out of breath. "She's... not there... either..."

Rael took mercy on the young man and pointed over the balcony where he was standing. To a lower level of the Elemeno. Where Ambassador Shayde had been happily strumming her 'axe' for some time.

"...for the truth will be greater than fictiooooonnnn..." she sang. And she sang it to a group of school-children

"Normally, we'd make you run to all of her other hang-outs," said Rael. "They're scattered all over the greater 1G zone."

The Ensign whimpered.

"You forgot the first rule of handling a figure of some import."

"Whawuztha'?" he panted.

"Read. Their. File," said Lyr, coming up behind him. "I know you opened it, but did you look at more than the in-brief?"

Rael hadn't thought it possible, but the Ensign managed to turn even redder.

"You're relieved, today," Lyr sighed. "Take this as a lesson for why we insist on protocol."

Rael watched his retreat. "Think he'll be back?"

"The Shayde Test has a seventy percent wash-out rate. We'll see."

"If he does come back," Rael paused to see the selfsame red-faced Ensign rush up to the place where Shayde was playing ballads from her time. "Do try to teach him about energy conservation techniques."

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Challenge #01301-C206: Per Ardua Ad Astra

'Fire in the Sky.' Specifically, the filk song by Dr Jordin Kare, released in '91 but remastered in '04. This song moved Buzz Aldrin to tears on national television when he first heard the remastered version, apparently. There was a competition to make a music video, and this one won. I first found the music video, a few years ago now, and I've never forgotten it. -- RecklessPrudence

"You were there for it, weren't you?"

Shayde looked up from her Kung

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Day four of pre-hydration

OK so yesterday, I didn't weigh myself and I had what some might call some bad choices for my meals.

Pre-hydration - drinking about half a litre of water before meals - seems to work its best when one can do so before every meal.

I skipped out on lunch's water, yesterday, and it kinda shows.

I'm back up above the 95 kilo mark. BUT, I'm not back up to my previous level of stagnation, so that has to be something. I

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medievalpoc: The Sa'wkele, The Ku-Ku, The Boqta, The Henin: How the Mongol Occupation of Europe Changed European Women's Fashion...

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The Sa’wkele, The Ku-Ku, The Boqta, The Henin: How the Mongol Occupation of Europe Changed European Women’s Fashion Forever

One of the most immediately recognizable symbols of the European Middle Ages is the towering, often conical or cylindrical, women’s headdresses popular throughout Europe in the 15th century. To this day, the tall, often veil-decorated “Princess Hat” is immediately known even to American children as a sign of feminine stature, nobility, and elegance. Tiny, cheap versions of this hat

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When Historical Dramas Fail History...

I can forgive AU’s. I have a great love for them. I can understand a writer willing to explore an alternate time stream.

But when they pretend they’re set in our history… nails down the chalkboard.

You can NOT show the Mona Lisa in-progress on a freaking canvas. She was painted on an oak board.

[You should also not make Jesus white, but that’s a whole different can of worms…]

Similarly, having era- or

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The Alien in the Playground

You can spot her from a mile away. The one kid playing alone. Lost in her own little world. She clearly wears a mixture of hand-me-downs and homemade clothing when all the other children are wearing clothes, relatively new, from the shops.

Some other children are approaching her. Even from this distant vantage point, you can tell their intent is not friendly. They are all bigger than her. Together, they could beat her into a pulp, but violence is not their pastime

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