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100 words of Gallimaufry.

ETA: Meanwhile in Strange Flesh, romance continues to bloom. Am spending far too long trying to work out if our heroine's homeworld could have a moon or not.

ETA: Only managed about 150 words. Her homeworld is a moon.

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Currently poking around in my voluminous collection of Ideas for something for a new story. Feels terribly self-indulgent.

ETA: By George, I think I've got it!

The inside of my head

Ha! Phobos is tidally locked! Take that, Captain Scarlet!

"You need permission to perform this action."

No! You need FileASSASSIN!

I have been trying to annihilate that fucker for DAYS.