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The Human Rules
Do not eat or drink the human food, lest you never be satisfied again.
The ship was buzzing with excitement. The hive vessel Pa'Ohk Zed had finally cleared all required inspections to receive a human of their own. Given the unique nature of the Urzt'Aylb, the ship's galley went through numerous and rigorous inspections.
The final piece was a clear closet with a single machine and a cupboard over head of it. To access the ventilated space with its own airflow, a human sized airlock could be cycled through. Despite being poisonous to just five percent of the Intergalactic Species, it was a mandate that anything containing caffeine be kept under strict regulation.
While not poisonous to the Urzt'Aylb, they followed each and every guideline to the letter. The moment they'd received clearance to onboard their new human, the captain had gone through a rigorous deep dive of the human's favorite food and drink. Stocking the cupboard in the coffee closet, they watched the airlock cycle with a satisfied grin.
The ensign on comms ran up to the Captain. He could have pinged Captain Ardloy but they'd requested to be notified in person. The ensign's wings ceased buzzing as his feet touched the floor.
"Captain! The Penny Dreadful is requesting to dock. Our human is here!"
"Thank you ensign, please notify the welcoming party. And have our engineers bring the gyro pack. I want her to feel like one of us from the get go."
"Yes, Jha'ir," the ensign's wings vibrated in neutral, making his whole body tremble in place.
Captain Ardloy gave him a nod. The ensign wasn't even twenty one by human standards. So excitable. They smiled to themselves. The whole ship was excited, who were they kidding. Their wings thrummed and they launched themselves towards the docking bay.
The Urzt'Aylb were beyond excited. They caromed off each either like bumper cars as anyone who wasn't on bridge duty surged down en masse to greet their newest crew member. Captain Ardloy came out of a t-intersection hallway and got pushed along in the lead of the Bustle.
They all spilled into the docking bay. The Penny Dreadful was on a slow approach. The geometry of the Pa'Ohk Zed was a bit different than most other space faring species. The engineers had beaten the Bustle to the docks though. Likely using their own service halls and ventilation systems.
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The Penny Dreadful's forward cameras showed a crowd of Tala's new crew members. The Urzt'Aylb were the cutest combination of grizzly bears and honey bees and bright yellow with random black patterns on each individual like a human's unique fingerprint. Tala looked down at her own outfit, bright yellow with black daffodils across it. Something caught her eye as she approached the dock.
A giant banner and balloons were over the main exit to the docking bay, reading in Terran Common, "Congratulations and Welcome Aboard,"
Tala zoomed in on the banner to look at the little details of it. There were little Terran honey bees trailing through the letters. She loved this crew already.
"Ok Tala, you've got this, we're the big, tough, scary human. Our species can survive anything. You've got this. This isn't the first time a Terran is serving as a first timer on a species vessel," She said, hyping herself up.
The ship settled gently in the bay. Tala didn't feel the ship settle to the deck. But she knew when it was level by the alert on board. She grabbed her suitcases and duffel bag from her cargo bay and stepped onto the crowded docking bay.
The Captain, identified by what was essentially a clip on barrette shaped like a Trident, stepped forward to greet her. Tala took a deep breath and set her luggage down. She gave what would have looked like to the untrained eye a mashup of sign language and interpretive dance but was the traditional Urzt'Aylb greeting for greeting a newly acquainted superior officer. From the way the Captain's antennae twitched, they were happy. Tala smiled without showing her teeth.
The Captain offered an odd shaped paw in a typical Terran greeting, "I am Captain Ardloy, please call me Captain or Jha'ir, when we are on duty and then when we are better acquainted, you may call me Ardloy in our off duty time."
"Thank you, Captain, that honorific; you use they/them pronouns as well?"
"Correct, thank you. I am pleased to see you so well versed in the Urzt'Aylb language. Our engineers have a present for you, so you may get around the ship a little easier."
An engineer stood forward with a pack that looked like a jet pack with bumble bee wings. Tala tried not to croon over the machine. She'd heard wonders about Urzt'Aylb engineering and she got one as a present. With the aid of the engineer the was explained and strapped onto her back.
"While the crew takes your luggage to the quarters you'll be using, will you please join me in the galley to verify that we have stocked accordingly to your needs?" The Captain asked.
"Oh, certainly," Tala said, watching the Captain buzz into the air.
She activated the antigravity of the belt first, allowing her to float, then watched Captain Ardloy set the pace. Tala set the wings to what would be a normal human walking pace and followed behind. Tala took to the wings like a fish to water.
Once they'd arrived, Tala entered the airlock and hugged the coffee maker. She immediately set to making a pot of coffee.
"The coffee maker on my ship has been broken since I was issued the Penny Dreadful. You know Terran bureaucracy. If it's not a safety critical part, they wont issue a work order for it. Or the parts to fix it myself."
The Captain and the human made small talk. They offered to have their engineer fix it which Tala was grateful for. The coffee finished and she put fresh grounds in the pot and poured the coffee back into the reservoir. Captain Ardloy watched in growing horror as she did this three more times before she was satisfied.
"How can you drink that?" They asked, antenna pulled back, away from the airlock despite it's seal.
Tala took a sip and looked up, "I should warn you I drink coffee strong enough to wake the dead."
"But that much caffeine could kill you?"
"Then I'll die getting fucked by something I love. In this regard, not a bad way to go."
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It was a new human record. The fastest a ship wide announcement had gone out to the crew regarding the human on board. A warning that the Scientific Collective was not responsible or liable for any crew members choosing to consume human food. It beat Carl's record by a solid two minutes.
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willowiswriting · 2 days ago
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Are you writing, or are you experiencing the type of impostor syndrome that only hits when you’re midway through plotting and you have to make up new events off the top of your head because the characters aren’t doing it for you?
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pens-swords-stuff · 6 hours ago
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Sometimes I want to write a fantasy epic with incredibly deep lore and meaning, other times I want to write a dystopian setting with a lot of uncomfortable truths. I also want to write a tragedy that will make people cry, and a romance that is so sweet that I'll give myself cavities. I want to write a story with no meaning or message at all, it's just chaos and fun, and a novel that explores the depths of humanity and the meaning of life. I want to write contemporary fiction and historical fiction and something that takes place in the future. I want to write mysteries, post-apocalyptic stories, thrillers, horror, urban fantasy and—
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lena-in-a-red-dress · 21 hours ago
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I just need to celebrate a little bit: I wrote three paragraphs by hand. Which is not much, I know, but it's three paragraphs more than I had yesterday. And I haven't written by hand since the pandemic has started, so it's kind of a big deal for me. Hoping to keep it up!
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darklesmylove · a year ago
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sanerontheinside · 2 months ago
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writing-and-nutmeg · a year ago
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being a writer is hard
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yetanothersinner · a month ago
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Oh, what's that, side character? You've suddenly decided you want to outshine my main characters and take up a large portion of the plot? THAT'S FINE. I suddenly have to rewrite my entire outline to make room for all of the cool features you spontaneously manifested? COOL. Here, take my chapter POVs. I'LL DEAL WITH THE CONSEQUENCES LATER.
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homeworkforpigeons · a year ago
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someone, reading my writing: wow great story!
me, sticking my hands in the plotholes: thanks it has pockets :)
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swellio · a year ago
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take your time, they said.
the words will come to you, they said.
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allisonilluminated · 6 months ago
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Okay but hear me out: the second and the third chapters are the hardest in the entire book.
Everybody complains about chapter one and endings, and I get it - that's your big money moment, make or break. That's what matters the most to the reader. But I think in terms of sheer difficulty for the writer, in terms of individual chapters, the very beginning is where projects live and die.
Chapter one is an idea. I have probably thirty or forty chapter ones sitting in my computer that never went anywhere, or were cool thoughts but didn't have a plot behind them. They were scenarios with no inertia. One chapter a story does not make.
But the second chapter, that's where things start to change. Chapter two, in most books, is pure setup. You're not just writing the immediate aftermath of the first chapter, you're writing the whole damn book in a few thousand words. That's hard. It takes a LOT of mental energy and requires you to do the actual work of plotting, whereas chapter one you can just dash down whatever inspo you've got whether it goes somewhere or not.
That's tough as hell, but I don't count two chapters as a story either. Two chapters is still nothing but an idea. Chapter three is where the character takes their first action influenced by the inciting event, makes their first move, goes from a person to a protagonist. Chapter three is where you stop telling the reader what could be and start showing them what is. I think you can have the best idea in the world, but if it can't carry itself to chapter three, it's not a story. Certainly not a novel, yet. And that's why the beginning of a project is so critical, because you're mega frontloading and roadmapping a lot of what comes later right at the very beginning.
So when you're starting your next WIP, don't make your goal be to reach the end of the book. Shoot for chapter three. I promise you, once you've got three chapters down in your word processor, the rest of the book will be a whole lot easier.
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daddiesdrarryy · a year ago
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Me whenever I write:
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Picture if you will, Halloween rolls around, some human on board gets a Halloween gift of a TV head; you know the ones I'm talking about. And just picture it with me now, that human decided it's a part of their new daily ensemble. They can see out of it just fine, they don't work anywhere confined, so they just wear it. Every. Single. Day. To every event.
And the aliens are just losing their minds trying to understand it. And even when asked, they might not completely understand what the human means because the human sense of self is a strange and sometimes complicated machine. And all the human in question responds with is a simple,
"I didn't feel like myself till I put it on."
And the only races that do understand are the ancient ones on the council who turned their mortal forms into cybernetic structures. That gave up their corporeal forms to raw energy, or life inside a computer network. So their bond with human life delves deeper and they start sharing technology they swore to keep to themselves. And while there are a few bad apples, the humans overall, improve and adapt to this new existence. All because one human choice to look like this on the regular.
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pens-swords-stuff · 8 months ago
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Me, waiting for my WIP to write itself
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willowiswriting · 8 months ago
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outlining a new wip be like:
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darklesmylove · 4 months ago
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promptdumpster · a year ago
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An innocent soul on the Internet: "Oh, you write? What's your story about?"
Me, the writer, who has been waiting for this moment all my life:
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writing-and-nutmeg · 8 months ago
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Me, a writer: *considers myself an intellectual*
Also me:
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slightlyrebelliouswriter23 · 10 months ago
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someone: so give me your elevator pitch.
me, 3 hours later:
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writing-with-melon · 6 months ago
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and here we are brutally murdering the main character's parents
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