I’m excited to be making a lot of headway in terms of Space Sucks (outlining plot junk and characters), hopefully something good will come out after 54 years of nothing

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I’m excited to be making a lot of headway in terms of Space Sucks (outlining plot junk and characters), hopefully something good will come out after 54 years of nothing

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Hester’s Guide to Happily Owning up to Your Mistakes and Depression
The topic of spider goats at work turned into the Saturnites, 7ft tall goat/spider aliens who happen to be cannibals
Slaughtercraft Slaughtercraft II: The Return Slaughtercraft III: Fire Planet Slaughtercraft IV: The Death of Slaughtercraft Slaughtercraft V: Revival Slaughtercraft VI: Chrome Christine Slaughtercraft VII: Deadlier Prey Slaughtercraft VIII: Origins Slaughtercraft IX: The New Crew Slaughtercraft X: The Cult of Deathboat Slaughtercraft XI: The Cult of Deathboat, Pt 2 Some "classic" films found only in Space Sucks
“A fortune-telling machine, yeah!” Hester pulled the machine close to her, flicking at the crooked head on top. “I’ve used these babies for years, they can tell us if we’re going the right way.”
Linus cocked a brow. “That explains so much. They’re pre-programmed with generic responses, Hester, and it’s a waste of time and money to stick around to play twen-”
“Generic schmneric, you just don’t know how to work ‘em right.” She eagerly waved the credit tag over the scanner, turning the wobbling devil’s head to face her. “Okay! How’s it go… Oh yeah. O super and wonderful mystic seer, we seek your guidance in our times of trouble. Where must we trek through the stars to complete our quest?"
A blue light pulsed rapidly, and the napkin holder turned silent. Linus stared on, unaware of his chopsticks being borrowed to complete Hollowpoint's stick house, his gaze falling to Hester once a slip of paper suddenly appeared through the top slot.
He grinned. "Well, what say this great and powerful teller? 'Try again later'?"
"I hope you saved room for dessert, 'cuz you're gonna be eating your words here in a sec!" Hester blew a raspberry and took the slip between her fingers, glancing down at the answer. She didn't look up, her lips pursed.
"Well...?"
"'I thought I told you to stop contacting me again, this is your final warning you pestering gremlin'."
Linus paused, his grin dropping. "Hester, until meeting you, I've never run into a person who's received a cease and desist order from a fortune-telling machine."

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Though I'm not officially participating this year, I'm hoping to use NaNoWriMo to get some major work done in my projects. Here's hoping!
“Yeah, about that. Your ‘CheepChat’ account is swarming with entries about… Ah, here we go.” He flicked his wrist and brought up a screen, scrolling through a wall of brief messages. “‘Just landed in D6 with HP, totally getting a sick tat while he K-Os some stupid punks. #rad.’ ‘Just watched some chump try to take on HP, now he’s gotta learn to eat with a foot. #kickingbutt.’” He promptly closed the screen, his expression sour. “These are a couple of hundreds, if not thousands of posts detailing your… feats with, ah, ‘HP’.” I'm what the kids call a "good" writer
I didn't wanna go to the doc on my birthday but here I am