“Can you change the battery on this?”

I sigh. An increasing percentage of what people bring to Mistress Minit for repair is things that were never fit for purpose.

“It doesn’t have a battery. Those are fitted with an Imp Turbine. As you’ve learned it stops working once the imp starves.”

“Uh, that sounds a bit cruel?”

“Yes, which is why we don’t replace them. I can teach you a simple charm that will make it run on your mana”

“Oh, but I’m not magical”

“Common misconception; everyone is magical, sweetie”

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“Yeah that’s a cool effect, but it if you make a digital postprocess the whole gimmick of your song, it will sound like ass live. “

“What do you mean?”

“Well it’s a negative reverb filter, right; it feeds the next bar back into the current bar. Only works on recordings—obviously—You can’t have a time machine effect pedal”

“Hah, Shows what you know.”

“You don’t!”

“I do.”

“How?!”

“Bought it from one of *those* shops.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #Title_Preverb

My day is often brightened by reading #MicroFiction from Kit Bashir's ( @Unixbigot ) #PowerOnStoryToot

I'm glad that people like her share their writing with the world 🥰

“What did you do after the Purge? How did you survive?”

“Oh, I’d already quit the order by the time of the Fall. I was a plumber!”

“Really, a Jedi Knight unblocking sinks? You couldn’t think of anything else to do with your valuable skills?”

“Hey unblocking a sewer line without having to dig up the garden is absolutely a valuable skill. “

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I wheeled the toolbox into the driveway, opened the bonnet of the car and left a packet of tim tams, a five litre bottle of fresh oil and a new filter on top of the engine. Then I went inside. I mean, I know how to change my own oil, but it’s been a cold week and the pixies will appreciate the chocolate. Can’t fault their work, either.

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot #Title_Service_Plan

The annual convention of the Society for Creative Topology was held this year for the first time in lunar orbit. The famous Revolving Restaurant at Gateway Torus—which was for this event reconfigured to spin /exactly opposite/ to the rotation of the space station, providing a free-fall dining experience—proved a much more effective venue for Möbius Pizza and Klein Enchiladas than the disastrous attempt to serve these dishes last year in Montreal.

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Rather than demolish it, the city council (and I won’t say it didn’t take some extensive lobbying bordering on bribery) decided to open up the enormous disused tram depot as municipal allotments. Local tower block residents can apply to reserve their own portion of workshop or switchyard to maintain and use. I’m not sure if anyone remembered that the tram lines had been buried under city streets—not removed— but we dug them up anyway.

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Ugh, if you are moving to a new life in the Off World Colonies, use reputable removalists to transport your stuff. Do not hire a u-warp and try to operate the cargo transporter yourself. My good dancing shoes are embedded in the coffee table, and that’s not the worst of it.

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The advantage of having a walk-in wardrobe with a door is that I can slide it gently closed, turn on the light, and get dressed in the pre-dawn hour without disturbing my spouse; who works late and is not a gentle waker. I just need to remember to run the driver at low speed when I am bolting on today’s face. Oh goddess that one time I needed to use an impact driver she nearly hit the roof.

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The north slope of Olympus Mons is littered with the chassis of adventurers who attempt the challenge of scaling the peak without recharging. You might think, "download into a new chassis, try again next year" but the Martian Thessalian League rules are clear, no recovery, one attempt per UUID and all deaths are permanent. Restricting thusly the pool of candidates to only suicidal fools has not had an appreciable effect on the popularity of the climb.

The south ridge route with its regularly spaced charging stations is of course by far more popular, but welding a North Face Medal to one's chassis is the ultimate cachet. For some daft reason. Look I'm done here, this is my last column for Solar Mountaineer Quarterly; sanity out!

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