> Work is still sponging up my time, but I have had a few slots free this week and have been doing a little writing. Just not linked to this stuff.
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I'm suffering from a dearth of free moments myself at the minute, having been too willing to commit myself to "just a short bit of work" for quite a few people.
> > Know, o Prince, that between the years...
> Oh. One of those stories.
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It's after Robert E. Howard.
> > “Oh, he’s got one of the strictest codes of all,†Sally argued. “It’s just different than most people’s. But could you see Dream beating up a woman, or cheating a friend, or turning his back on somebody who was hurting, or running away from a bad guy just because he’s going to get killed?â€Â
> Actually, I like this take on Sally.
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I'm quite enjoying her myself.
> And - since her stint as Beth's costume proves that she can do clothes - I would be interested in what happens if Sally made herself into a hat and then Jay put her on.
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Interesting thought. Jaaaay?
> > “You’re only saying that because the exercise is doing you good. All the people I help with exercise threaten me sooner or later.â€Â
> You really are doing thus from life, aren't you?
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Yes. I still get short of breath when I have the flashbacks.
> > The sky raiders spotted the two nubile women down in the forest below and prepared the slave-nets.
> This is going to end well. Especially if Dancer writes it...
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Indeed.
> > “Wait!†she called. “Don’t break the door down! It’s…â€Â
> > There was a thunk as Thungore bounced away from the great entrance doors whimpering.
> > “…made of adamantine,†Marie concluded.
> Nice delayed drop.
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Poor Thungore.
> > The Lair Mansion’s resident artificial intelligence turned to look curiously at the girl in white. Another part of her mind was correlating the zero success probabilities of a top-rank stunulator targeting program missing this girl three hundred times.
> Is this a good time to recall that they are decapitation devices and only called stunulators for insurance reasons.
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They're slightly less lethal when Hallie's directly controlling them.
> It's scary what odd items I have lurking in my memory...
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True generally as well as specifically.
> > “Ronald Arnold Gerronimo Besselyhoxtoy, I hereby depute you as an acting Agent of SPUD.â€Â
> It is impossible to see how this could not end badly...
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Yep.
> > Samantha wasn’t listening. Instead she was remembering Kerry Shepherdson’s impromptu lecture on Three Easy Ways To Make a Commcard Explode.
> Only three? Does that include switching it on?
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We didn't cover the thirty-eight complicated ways to make it explode.
> > “Hii yaaahh!†shouted the Manga Shoggoth, bursting from the forest to the left. He attempted to do a feet-first manoeuvre from Akira and discovered that physics was once again not co-operating. Instead he tumbled to the floor and rolled spluttering into a crumpled heap.
> Actually, Akira was mostly motorbikes, if I recall. Try "Ranma 1/2".
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Noted.
> > “Aren’t we here?†puzzled the Shoggoth, looking round. “Where else would we be?â€Â
> The Shoggoth has a very Granny Weatherwax approach to mapreading...
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Indeed.
> > He looked admiringly at the tall thin manor built out over the jagged peak. It was of black stone, with steeply climbing slate roofs and a large tower with a copper ball atop it to catch the lightning. It was visible all the way along the valley, but the mud men and the swamp trolls and the prehistoric monsters all knew to stay well away. Flapjack hadn’t been able to resist.
> Needs a spike rather than a ball. Point charges and all that...
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Maybe it's one half of a wacky van der Graff generator?
> > “Lovely,†agreed Flapjack, falling into the darkness.
> Flapjack has style. Mostly bad style, but style non the less.
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More lurching to come.
> > “All the rest are dead by your time,†the Void Scholar pointed out; whereas the girl he intended to suborn as his bride to engender the line that would lead to Liu Xi’s mating with Danny Lyle was somebody Liu Xi knew. “And now we shall return to your studies.â€Â
> And this sounds like it is going to be complex.
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It's a PV story, isn;t it?
> > “The place has some strange properties alright,†Al B. agreed. “A weak and rotating magnetic field, some huge geological discrepancies like the whole place is a patchwork quilt carved from other places, and an absence of any useable connection to the dimensional substrata or hyperspace.â€Â
> Actually, I started thinking along the lines of a Diskworld (The Strata variant rather than the later one).
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Remind me.
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