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Challenge #03076-H168: Freedom By the Press

Ok, I gotta get in on this one! :-) I've been reading your stuff for a while now and I've not had the courage to post, but this sounds like the plot to one of the DnD games I was in and it was great, so anyhow!

The person that came in had the same story that many of the others did. A tale of woe where they'd been convinced the King's rules were why the person lived in poverty and pain. Why they came to the palace suffering of an infection that could easily be treated, and cleared up in less than a month, with proper medical care and treatment. This person is highly intelligent, skilled, and knew to listen before they struck, but also knew how to play dumb. But more than that, this person had their own spies, their own little network, and once they accepted the deal, learned the truth behind their old Lord's lies, knew just the perfect way to expose their former Lord in a way that they, and the other conspirators, were dragged into the daylight. The entire kingdom knowing exactly what they did and who they really were. -- Revenge

[AN: Well, shit, now I have to think of something that will work]

A great man once said, Murder is for the unimaginative. If you kill them, two things happen - first, they don't learn anything. Second, you end up playing into everything they said you were in the first place.

There had to be another way.

The sixth knife came with intense eyes and the kind of thoughtful mien that made sensible mortals quake in their shoes. She was the one Knife that didn't come with a weapon, but interviewed every single one of the extant five Knives and then made an appointment to join them.

She was the only one to investigate everything. The King asked her why. "Because the Lords keep blaming you, and those who go to right wrongs become your guards. There has to be a reason. The reason is... the lords are masters of horseshit."

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Challenge #03036-H113: Where and How to Cut

In a quiet meeting room several met. Each one of them carrying a blade. Each blade were of various conditions of care, or lack thereof. As had became tradition, these blades were exchanged amongst each other, no blood upon them, and then thrust into a soft wooden half-sphere that lay upon the table showing each hand was empty. They discussed why they came to the palace, why they had once wanted to kill the king. What they had learned from the King

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Challenge #02954-H031: Operation Comeback

They were runners-up last year at the Zombie competition. However, their squad got wiped out in the start of the third hour. This year they were determined to make it through the semi-finals and into the finals. But it would take a lot of practice. However, this year, they had a long haul from the station they'd been at to the competition arena. They had plenty of time to practice. -- Competition

Zombie tag had somehow

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Challenge #02081-E257: Young Game, Old Players

The thing most deserving of both respect and fear in equally large amounts is an old man in a place where they often die young. -- Anon Guest

Oort Herding is a game for the young. The ability to weave through free-floating bodies in the depths of absolute darkness, to spot a dirty snowball before the Hungry Caterpillar does, to do the necessary gravitational kicks to cometary objects and get out of the way in the correct direction, all needs fast reflexes

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Dawn breaks...

Not literally. No. This is a metaphorical dawn. A dawn in the mind.

Followers of my ramblings - the ones who aren’t bots - will know I recently discovered the anti-joy of having a spur in my heel.

It’s painful to walk, most of the time. So I have gained a new appreciation of being able to walk without pain.

And last night… I cooked a meal for the first time in four fargnaxing weeks.

It was

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