Challenge #02399-F209: They Can’t Have Nice Things Anymore
Aliens learn about the furry/scalie communities, which lead to both awkward and helpful situations. – Anon Guest
“Huh. How about that?”
This surprised remark was not unexpected over morning nourishment hours, since many were prone with checking their news updates. Someone, somewhere, was bound to find out something interesting that was worthy of a similar comment. Therefore, Grux, who preferred to huddle over their morning nutrition and stimulants, said, “How about what?”
“Humans…” this delivered with a seemingly mandatory eye-roll. “There’s whole communities of them who feel affectionate towards anthropomorphic versions of their Terran animals… and some who do the same towards anthropomorphic versions of their reptiles.”
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Challenge #02397-F207: Spiced Up Encounter
One particular species has a SEVERE negative reaction to capsaicin. So, when a pirate group of them attack a ship, one human creates an air-locked cage covered in hot sauce. – Anon Guest
“Wait, so they’re level three Havenworlders? And they’re trying to conquer this ship?” Human Jo seemed very confused.
“They do have superior weaponry,” argued the Captain. “It is wiser to allow them to take what they want.”
“Bugger that,” said Human Sam. “They want trouble? We’ll give ‘em trouble.”
Human Jo had very wicked laugh. “Captain? We’re going to need to use the entire barrel of Flavour Additive 29-624.”
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Challenge #02396-F206: They’re Only Human
Alien: “It’s only a First Contact with those…..um….. it reads here Huuuemaannts…. How bad can it go?”
Human: … – Anon Guest
“What level are they? Three? Three point five?”
“Four point five,” said the underling. “Most of that is because of N'Oz and Australia.”
“Pfft. Myths and legends. Everyone with a Deathworlder label exaggerates about their abilities. We’re four point five. We can take them.”
Those last eight words may well have been filed under “Famous Last Words”. The underling, who had so far lead a relatively privileged life, said, “Er…”
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Challenge #02394-F204: Achievement Accomplished
“Why do you always have a magnifying glass?”
“I like having dumb and/or ridiculous things with me, and a magnifying glass checks both boxes. Also, it’s not ALWAYS a magnifying glass.” – Anon Guest
“What? So… it’s a multitool?”
“Well, there is a set of incrementally smaller screwdrivers in the handles, but that’s not the point. A magnifying glass is specifically useful in weird directions and I love it. It’s a solar-powered firestarter, an analysis tool, a joke prop and a general excuse to be strange.”
Thorax glared at the Human. “That’s a life goal for you, isn’t it?”
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Challenge #02393-F203: Ill Met in a Summoning Circle
I can’t believe no one’s asked you for this before, but a Crossover please…? – AmberFox
[AN: Betwixt whom? I’m picking my Unlikely Heroes and Shayde because she can wind up anywhen]
They had arrived two minutes past the nick of time. The demonic cultists had succeeded in performing their ritual, summoning a being from a realm beyond their understanding. The portal was open and a humanoid figure was in the middle of resolving itself in the centre of the arcane diagram.
“Oh shit,” muttered Wraithvine, who usually never swore. “This is final encounter territory.” They had a cache of spell pearls in a special pouch and this was one of the times they desperately reached for it.
Lady Anthe readied all her throwing knives. Melvin checked his weapons and shield for readiness. Steelfoot readied her more powerful destructive weaponry. Rumtum got out their battle-ready set list. They could try killing the summoner, but that would mean that the creature they brought into the mortal world would be wild and free to do as it whist.
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