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Challenge #00056: Human is as Human Does

When blandness strikes! Also include an explosion of confetti.

Certain words are a portent of doom.

“I’m bored,” is definitely two of them. From Shayde, very much so.

“I told you to subscribe to the calendar of events,” said Rael.

“I did. It kept spammin’ me in weird languages.”

One of these days, she was going to learn not to tick checkboxes she didn’t understand. “I’ll help you fix that, next Threesday. I have an hour or two to spare.

"I’ll bake ye a cake.”

Mmmm… cake… Shayde was under the assumption that the way to his heart was through his stomach, and Rael was not about to let that assumption be dissolved any time soon.

“I’m still bored.”

So much for that. He’d just have to do his utmost to keep her from doing anything… excessively human.

*

30 minutes later….

There was a conga line. Shayde was in the lead with a traffic cone on her head and a pair of unexplained maracas vigorously shaking in her hands. She and the other humans were singing an ancient song vastly appropriate for the atmosphere.

“We’ve got cabin fe-ver/ We’re flipping our ban-da-nas/ Been lost at sea/ So long that we/ Have simply gone ba-na-nas!”

Someone set off an explosion of confetti. It went off like someone making a balloon squeak.

“I know what this is,” said Sherlock, appearing as usual behind Rael’s shoulder. “What I want to know is why you didn’t stop it.”

“Couldn’t,” corrected Rael. “I did everything except turn myself into a pretzel.”

“And yet,” Sherlock gestured at the gyrating humans, “Silly Season has started early.”

Tourists were gathering to take photographs and videos for the folks back home. And following the tourists came the mobile hucksters. And following the hucksters… were the criminal element. Thus making Security’s job all that much more difficult.

Silly Season or not, Shayde owed him more than just a cake.

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Challenge #00055: Slow Progress

The fourth day of therapy for the man who’s ‘Appreciation’ for Julie was dashed by Shayde’s particular brand of intervention.

Day four. The human man known on his paperwork as John Smith still rocked himself in place. He still preferred a soft, gentle environment. He did not want any variety of toy that had eyes.

He had, however, finally stopped repeating, “They wanted to eat me.”

Orsiz'edand'l viewed this as a positive sign. Human

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Challenge #00054: Appreciation

The unfortunate incident at the art exhibit hosted by the woman and the helper dog.

Rael never saw the point of clothes that existed just to be seen in. Nevertheless, he pretty much *had* to wear his dressiest JOAT coat and neatest clothing for this. Shayde, on the other hand, took to Show like a duck to water.

He knew for a fact that she had spent most of the day in a salon getting her hair turned into the fabulously interesting

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Challenge #00054: Underground

Evoverse: Sara encounters the Morlocks.  Up to you what happens next, but I am genuinely curious *chinhands*

Cold. Wet. Hurt.

Okay. Alive. Alive is always good. Remember the three O’s. Objective, Orientation, Orders.

Objective. Um. Getting out of here would be nice.

Orientation. It’s dark. Way too dark. Wind-up lantern in right hip-pouch. Get it. Wind it up. Find out where one is. Find out the damage.

Ow. That was going to hurt when she warmed up.

Orders&

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Challenge #00053: Cry Me a River

The cacophony of circumstances that allows Storm to discover Scott Summers indeed crying over spilled milk.

Ororo woke when she heard the smash. Air currents in the mansion had not changed, so no-one had broken in. Yet someone was roaming about, all the same. She summoned a ball of lightning as an improvised lantern and set it safely above her head so she could see what was going on.

Professor, sound asleep. Logan was out on one of his roaming quests, so

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InA-WithA-WhileA

In a- alley!

With a- small dog!

While a- dark elf curses!

(#00052)

The right hand rule, Drixxt was certain, was leading him in circles. His native ability for navigating in the dark, being a Dark Elf, was failing him because this place, despite being allegedly on the surface had levels of darkness below and beyond[1] the levels of ‘stygian’. Drixxt suspected this was the sort of darkness you got before light had come by to make things all

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Challenge #00051: The Perils of Temporal Interference

In-a: Ancient Greece/Rome (your choice, but traveler is stuck with no way of returning to home time)
With-a: Time Travel Cheat Sheet (link #1, link #2, or just Google Image Search Time Travel Cheat Sheet)
While-a: Citizen is being obstructionistBonus if you show the aftermath, and how half-remembered History lessons and the cheat sheet avoided the Dark Ages

It should have worked. It was perfectly calculated down to the second.

But Evan had forgotten about planetary motion through time. He was

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the weekend larp involved pirates vs. astronauts, snow, and weaponised fruit, so here are some prompts inspired by real events.

1. Suddenly, a watermelon.

2. “A pineapple, perfect! The cardboard warriors have almost reached the second staircase and we need ammunition. Now hand me my gunana.”

3. The Nerf Gun Wars of ‘06

(#00050)

“Pew! Pew!”

“Pew! Pew! Pew!”

“Shayde, what the flying flakk–?”

She grinned from behind her cardboard visor. She was using a banana as an imaginary gun and apparently shooting by saying, “Pew!”

“War games,”

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Challenge #00049: Wrecking the grade curve

The Scooter Conspiracy is defeated, albeit temporarily, when educator Scott correlates grade reduction with youth pranks of exuberance. Storm makes an appearance.

“You’ve all heard the news. Sara Louise Adrien and Mortimer Thaddeus Toynbee are now officially engaged, an item, and allowed to go out. With my blessing.” Scott cleared his throat. “This has not stopped what is known as the Scooter Conspiracy from continuing to target me as a favoured victim in your pranks.”

The

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Challenge #00048: The Fall of Matthews

From Duncan’s perspective, show the victory of Scott and how he achieved it. Todd, Kelly and Graydon Creed make appearances. Jean laughs at Duncan as she dumps him. Duncan eats crow and gags.

“Damnit. Where the fuck are my pants?”

Duncan had got his clothes on in the order they came to him. In this case, that meant his shirt, coat and a pair of heart-pattern boxers that, though his size, were not his style.

And since it

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Challenge #00046: Daring Rescue

Edward Kelly moments after meeting Magneto for the first time.

{Bamf!}

Edward Kelly swallowed his last meal back down and tried to think of anything but the taste of bile and stomach acid.

“Welcome to the three D’s of teleportation, Principal Kelly,” said a blurred figure that was somehow all shades of aqua. “Dizzyness, disorientation and debilitating nausea.” The figure held something under his nose.

The scent of citrus assaulted him, but at least it made

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Challenge #00045:

The first press conference of newly elected state senator, Scott Summers, in which he tries to explain how someone who sees only red can govern those with full vision. Hard questions are asked by both reporters and Duncan Matthews, himself the newly elected leader of the FOH and sporting IRA styled terrorist backup.

“How can you claim to have a far-reaching vision when all you can see is red?”

Gah. Dumb question #3. Again. State Senator Scott Summers kept his

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Challenge #00044: Trial of Error

End with this sentence: “Failure had become the only way he knew he had actually tried.”

Rael could not believe in his makers. He had, after all, witnessed them sleeping in the labs, relieving themselves, and skimming the news over morning stimulants and breakfast.

It was hard to worship anything when you’d seen them with food dribbling down their chin.

It was even harder to believe in anything when they were testing and training you at the same

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Challenge #00043: Time is Money

Time currency and exchange rate issues.

The clerk looked up from the pile of gold coins. “What are these?”

“Quatloos,” said Emris. “My savings. For this holiday.”

“Ah.” The clerk began typing. He was rather handsome for a lizard. With an impressive crest jammed under his ridiculous hat. “I have fifteen planet systems with variations on the Quatloo… Where are you from?”

“Greater Deregulation.”

“Ah.” This time,

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Challenge #00042: Life's Great Mystery

Scott wins a bet with Logan and he divulges wisdom from the mount, including and especially how to get the better of Duncan with his mind and not his fists or powers, with Todd offering to help as an olive branch of peace.

“Told you I could do it.” Scott panted. “Pay up. Enlighten me.”

Logan made a lazy gesture indicating an otherwise neglected bench in Xavier’s extensive gardens. He was never much for talking, even

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