Challenge #02748-G191: Howdy Neighbour
If you truly think that your world is needed to be saved; you’re a bigger fool than I thought… – Anon Guest
It had been quite the journey to the distant station. More effort in one lifetime than Rilissith’s people had been through in recent history. They had been ambling vaguely towards space travel for previous centuries, but that was before they discovered that something was going chronically wrong with their solar system.
They could, with their current technology, launch one person at appreciable speed towards the installation. It had been there for a century or two, at least. Whoever was there was keeping to themselves, and not bothering the planet of Sahaemar, so the scientists observing it weren’t concerned.
Rilissith became concerned when hir scanners revealed that the inhabitants of the station were Deathworlders. There was no going back, all the same. Ze ran through everything hir people had gathered about Deathworlders and how to appeal to what there was of their better nature.
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Challenge #02747-G190: Just Get the Bleeper App
A: cak-likna!
B: did you just swear?
A: I don’t know I say something random when I’m in pain
B: try not to say that again
A: wait it was a swear word?! – Anon Guest
Offensensitivity is a peculiar thing. What offends one group might be perfectly normal. It is wise for travellers to check to see what’s taboo in areas they are planning to visit for extended lengths of time. It’s always wise to find out what’s rude in the local area when one is just passing through.
As for temporary travel arrangements, it is also wise to discover the limits of one’s ride. In the case of Hitchhiker Leth, their current trucker and company on this leg of their lifelong journey had a Thing against cursing. Any swear-word could make them upset in varying directions. Most of that was directly related to personal trauma rather than moral offense.
Nevertheless, Hitchhiker Leth tried her best. In her disfavour, she had been around to very many places and had picked up a lot of colourful language. The impulse to vent with the most colourful language was very strong indeed. Which lead to made up swears that Leth thought couldn’t possibly be real.
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Challenge #02746-G189: Fearsome Destructive Capabilities
Carbon fibre plates, reinforced with a titanium alloy. Hi spec thermal regulator, and military grade ballistic glass. Now I just need the human to stress test this livesuit. – Anon Guest
“What kind of Human?” said Glorz.
“I’m not sure I understand the question.”
“Well, there are the Humans you pay to try and destroy it, there’s the Humans you pay to life-test it, and the Humans you pay to try and keep it in top condition. Then there’s the fourth if you want to test for unforeseen flaws.”
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Challenge #02745-G188: Use Only as Directed
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aimo_Koivunen
Sometimes, Humans do stupid Things. Most of the time, they work out well. However, only seldomly someone takes 30 Tabs of Pervitin (Meth) has an “Adventure” like this and lives to tell the Tale. – Mike666
[AN: Link contains references to drug use and some side effects that should have honestly killed the dude. Also the GIF version of this story going around Tumblr is hilarious]
Humans hold some very interesting records. They also make some life-or-death decisions on the spur of the moment that could have resulted in death either way. Humans are also known for making some very interesting drugs. Some even have medicinal uses.
One thing Humans keep needing to remember - do not leave the entire squad’s supply with one soldier. Also, teeny tiny bottles are not recommended in combination with combat-rated armoured gloves.
Human Steev certainly wished someone had remembered that one. Especially afterwards. The bad news was that he was separated from his squad, well behind enemy lines, and playing cat-and-mouse on Team Mouse. Never a good way to be. The good news, if one could call it that, was that Steev had the entire squad’s supply of Stims. One per customer. Emergencies only. Rav took one on a bet during training and was unable to sleep for four days. They eventually passed out after claiming they could see the true meaning of the universe, and didn’t remember that bit when they recovered forty-eight hours later.
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Challenge #02744-G187: Did the Countenance Divine…?
WWII arrived and the British Women’s Institute did the usual jam and knitted sock, but guest Speakers came in and they saw a different path to take . Many Women who went on to careers in Degrees said. “I heard about it at the women’s Institute. Jerusalem was there theme hym "And did those feet…” – Nonny Mouse
[AN: I went through this site trying to find what the heck you were talking about and found no such references. I can’t spend all day down the rabbit hole so…]
You can’t complain, we’re at war! That was what they always said, but there was always a war. There were often times when it was unclear who they were at war with and, in Alis’ less patriotic moments, she sometimes thought that their mighty nation might even be at war with itself.
It never did to say anything of the sort. That was treason. You couldn’t say things like that out loud. Their mighty leader was a genius at strategy, the news always said so. So Alis said things like “mustn’t grumble,” or, “so many others have it so much worse.” When it came to supporting the troops, Alis and so many like her were expected to do everything they could.
Their allotted land was for food that never ended its existence on Alis’ table, nor anyone else’s she’d heard of. It was all for the troops. The men who went away strong and fit and came back - if they came back - for conjugal visits during Ceasefire Month, or came back broken and barely useful for The Effort at all.
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