Monday, January 15, 2024
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This morning's prompt is 'tea cozy'. I drew a snail pattern!
A face, a place, plus something good, something bad and something ugly. Hmm, how about killer snails?
I just need to get this done and go back to bed, so- Otto has the dubious honor of maintaining and harvesting the killer snails imported into the station to deal with their space mice problem. Fortunately the killer snails prey on the spice stupid enough to tangle with them and are good eating in turn...
Sunday, January 14, 2024
This morning's prompt was 'mouse'.
A face, a place, plus good, bad and ugly things.
So, I did 'termite' yesterday, someone named 'mouse' would be doing it twice in a row. What else could I do here...
A mouse named Rhodie Rhodes? 8-P https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rho
Space mice, spice, on Twilight aren't really mice, or even mammals. Not exactly sure where they originated, there are spice all over that sector. They have both plumage and exoskeletons, definitely not mammals, plus they have three little beady eye stalks. They're not exactly poisonous, just not compatible. They'd make great diet food as there's almost no nutritional value, but the reverse isn't true or they wouldn't be a problem... They have bacteria in their guts for turning earthly biology into spicy nutrition, but they're fat little bastards, huge intestines.
Not a character yet, but a place, Twilight is a tidally locked 'eyeball' world in my Dawn Hunters universe, and spice are probably from the Bigby homeworld, or maybe the Jabberwocky, as I never fleshed out the other two of the Big Three, and completely forget the third at the moment.
Saturday, January 13, 2024
Comes the end of the world as we knew it...
The world ended, but you go on...
I want to tell a post apocalypse grim fairy tale, in demographics.
Founder Data Here
More Sol-like stars and Earth-like worlds
Back to Stars and Worlds...
System Data Here
This morning's prompt is 'termite'.
Now I need a face, a place, plus some good, bad and ugly things.
"Why do they call you 'Termite'?" Bear asked the man, after they had a little ersatz coffee. Termite allowed as it wasn't half bad.
"I'll trade you a question for a question; what is this? I like it, but coffee it's not."
Bear looked over to a wiry little man and a young woman who came in to the room and took seats at the table. He nodded to them and said. "Alright. I'll go first. These two are part of my travelling circus, by the way. You get that for free..."
"Daria," said the woman. The man poured her 'coffee' and a cup for himself. He looked Termite over, especially eyes and hands, both rough.
"I'm Ski, or Stan, people seem to call me both."
"As we were discussing, I'm Termite," Termite looked pointedly back at Bear. "And this is good not-coffee."
"It's chicory. We found some, not growing by the road fortunately, but... someone's unattended garden and we had someone who knows plants and herbs, again, fortunately."
"Never had it before, but had heard of it, and also burnt rice. American GIs in the Pacific stole that from the Japs and it's good, too, but we can't waste food now, can we?"
That got a few nods.
"Termite isn't much of a story, just some witless fool who has since gotten himself bit. He thought it was hilarious that I used to be an exterminator and knew all about what to look for- what?!"
Ski had leaned forward and both Daria and Bear were smiling. Daria said, "Then get ready for Ski to ask questions and talk your ear off, then write it all down in his book."
"What book?"
Bear chuckled. "Well, actually, I hear it's going to be an encyclopedia of civilization."
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