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And for my final post for #Bluepit 📖 on this fine day, allow me to summarise my posts into one complete list of #Agentsguide for all to see:

1) Sundered Galaxy #W #A #SF
2) Fractured Binary #W #A #SF
3) Tides of Sourcery #W #A #F #SF
4) Cavern Clipper #W #A #SF
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carambassett.bsky.social
A vibe-based #wipsnips today. It's from my series, #AGreaterCloseness in the literary magazine #MagicInProgress A new issue dropped this week! You can find it at
moonlightcovenpublishing.com/pricing-3
Use code BASSETT for a discount 💙📚
#writingcommunity #writingprompts #battery #energy #writesky
"With a blast of energy lifting them off the dusty ground, they became just another whipper amongst a sea of aircrafts in the federation’s sky."
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lenialenient.bsky.social
me, ten minutes ago: aw man i dont have that
me, five minutes ago: WAIT

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“So – what?” I said, “You’d just go around decking people every time they brought it up?”
“I also sued my parents when I was fourteen. Or tried to, anyway.” Summer stretched her arms, near boredom as if the last seconds had never happened. “Children are evil. Teens – even worse. Tell me you wouldn’t have come out of there with some juvenile assault and battery charges.”
“I wouldn’t have come out of there with juvenile assault and battery charges.”
“Boo, you hall monitor.”
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ewanstone.bsky.social
'battery', from Black Husk. Hasegawa gets shaken down by some local goons.

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“Is this your work?”
Reynard was pointing over at the unfinished projects on the table by the cooler, Hasegawa saw with deep relief. To these three idiots, Corvus probably looked like just a ball of black scrap. Hasegawa wouldn’t know what he’d do if they threatened to take the sophont away as collateral.
Instead, Asher the slime lumbered over to the table and lifted the car battery easily in one big, yellow hand. He made a lacklustre show of examining the item with his little, black eyes. Then he let it drop to the concrete. Three of the sequence gears snapped off and bounced away with a tinkle of metal. Hasegawa suppressed a flinch of machine-sympathy.
“Aw, Ash! You big goof!” Sigurd laughed. “You went and broke the professor’s toy!”
“You work with a lot of fragile stuff, don’t you?” Reynard asked him. “I bet there’s all kinds of nasty little accidents that could set you back in your line of work. You could really do with some peace and quiet, am I right?”
This had gone far enough. Corvus was clicking again.
“Three-sixty?” Hasegawa sighed.
“You have it?”
“Not right now. Five cycles.”
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adregem.bsky.social
The Moth King can do home improvement, who knew #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #Authors #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #FantasySky #Romantasy #AuthorSky #AmQuerying
The light, apparently, goes on the ceiling with sticky tape and magnets. I have a random thought that I should ask him how he plans to charge the batteries but then I just don’t care. Installing a ceiling light is somehow the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen him do, even though I watched him literally explode just a few days ago.
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tanukitycho.bsky.social
This is the only instance of battery I could find surprisingly. It's small, but I thought it was cute at the time. Probably needs a bit of work and updating.

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"I'm... Thankful for you." Drilltooth simply responded, "It's hard enough with Gods not appreciating what I do. But even Okashi's rabbits seem to forget I'm not just some form of transportation, I'm a God!" Drilltooth noted, then slumped a bit. "Or... was, who knows now. I've probably been in debt to Okashi for so long everyone's probably forgotten that I'm a god. That I may even be Primordial... or like a lesser divine being that once I die, I'll split into hundreds of thousands of lesser egos." Drilltooth sighed, sounding defeated. Then looked to Tycho, sizing him up. "You're pretty much the only person who I remember tips all the time. Who talks to me about anything other than jobs... who listens to what I have to say." Drilltooth stood up. "I'll be back. Give me five." Drilltooth suddenly jumped off the branch, onto the bark of the tree, then dashed up. 

Eventually Drilltooth returned, carrying something glowing within his tail, based on the bright glow of within the fur of his curled tail. "I know you too, you hate having power. So... I got something special. Drilltooth reached into his tail pulling out an Acorn of Yggdrasil that glowed a different color from the one that guided the branch. In fact it was more than the glowing runes on it that was different, the shape was off too; it looked bulkier, like what people would think of when someone was asked to describe an acorn. "An Acorn of Yggdrasil?" Tycho asked as he took the acorn from Drilltooth, inspecting it. "Hell no! That would be pure power, like an endless battery to your leaf!  This just was a normal acorn. But a sharp claw and a steady hand, with a little divine energy, and it becomes something that looks like one! With only enough power to look fancy and can be fed power to glow. Think of it as something to always remember me by if I ever do split into many smaller egos."
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tarasgeir.bsky.social
Using ‘power’ Gloria checks out the view of space from ‘an untouched journey’ #writesky #writingprompts #writingcommunity
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aaronsher.bsky.social
Fox enjoys his job.

A snippet from Mechanical Advantage, book two of the urban fantasy series Origin Key (see my pinned post). #amwriting #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #fantasy 📚💙
"Like trickle-charging a battery, I get it. Could we maybe take the golem there and tap into the network? No, that would be wildly conspicuous, there's no place on that street to casually park a big flatbed truck." I trailed off, trying to come up with a solution.
"Rourke!" came a shout from out in the main area
of the shop.
I left Elise staring glumly into the hole in the
golem and went out to see what was going on.
It was Fox. When he saw me he gave me that sharp grin that always made me feel like there was a joke at my expense somewhere.
"I did the thing," he said without introduction.
"What did you find out?" I asked.
"Bugger all," he said, seeming satisfied. "Bloody
nothing."
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xeinale.bsky.social
Vanessa gets rejected and god does she suffer when they disappear out of the blue.
This actually comes from real texts I received myself 😁
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I'm sorry, Vanessa, for disappearing. I've been quite busy, and at this time I have no social battery. You're a great person. I'm just not ready to commit.
The text had come out of the blue. A response to five of her messages asking why he wouldn't reply after their last date. He wasn't the first to do that.
She had drafted a response four times: the first as a calm, mature woman, the second as a wraith, the third as a sad lunatic and then, finally, no response. It wasn't her fault. Why did she think it was, though?
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cassandrahase.bsky.social
Each housed a workshop. Some open to the air, with workers at lathes and anvils. The longer they rode, the more industry they saw. The sounds of trip hammers rang through the air, powered by waterwheels.

"Cora, aren't you excited?" Lissie asked, "You don't look excited."

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The #WIPSnips word for October 9th is "battery"

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carolinampereira.bsky.social
🔋 Recharging
From Part 1

English version on alt

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Melanie’s smile carried the strength she wanted to give me. All of a sudden, my doubts faded. I almost felt like grabbing my notes and getting back to studying, but I figured I’d use this moment to recharge my batteries. This weekend is for unwinding.
“You’ve been spending a lot of time with Jonathan. That’s like an intensive course in self-confidence.”
“He’s a pain in the butt.” I let out a small laugh. “Those car rides drain me. He never stops asking questions. But he always ends up talking about himself.”
“Jonathan seems genuinely worried about how things are going.”
“He’s a genuine hypocrite.” I matched her tone. “It’s only since we moved here that he suddenly remembers to ask how we’re doing. Before that, he never knew anything. And honestly, it was better that way. I don’t think I owe him any explanations, just like I never felt the need to know anything about his life.”
smoking-gnu.bsky.social
I'd think it'd have to be your real name at that stage, and afterwards you can discuss with the agent about using a pen name instead.
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pauldixon.bsky.social
From the opening chapter of Carpathians. T-minus 19 days.

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nehayazmin.bsky.social
#wipsnips: ‘battery’ ~ went with ‘energy’😅

“I want to help you,” Zak says. “And it wouldn’t be a waste of my energy or time. We have to loosen the muscles that have spasmed. Get the blood circulating properly, you know? A hot water bottle alone won’t fix this.”

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sagecollins.bsky.social
Blake & Ren continue facing fears on their quest to make Ren alive again. I’m sure Blake’s right, & it’ll be fine…

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From A Paranormal Bromance 👻🔋
Black text, green background, “battery” highlighted blue

"Stay with me," I say, moving forward now that I can see.

"Wouldn't be anywhere else," he whispers. "Where are we?"

"The funeral home." I imagine we weren't anywhere until there was light enough to see, but now we're at the top of the stairs.

"No. No no no. We're not going there." He wraps his arms around one of mine, as if he can stop me from going down. "Call off the quest."

"Look, I know better than last time and you're already touching me, so we can't be facing the same thing. It's just scenery. Just a setting meant to scare us." I'm not talking about how my legs are shaking. It might be the setting that's creepy as hell. But it might be that there's one of the Lost down there, ready to take my emotions away and use my powers as a battery. Or it might just be Gram's dead body down on a slab, calling to me to mess with it.
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jrdn-michelle.bsky.social
#wipsnips *battery* (power) max and vita head to the attic, where vita asks max a question that anyone but max would have trouble answering under the threat of being ate dead. #lesfic #queerwriters #writesky
But the attic was filled with objects stacked on top each other, like a regular attic minus the boxes. It gave it the effect of being some sort of wacky museum, and I wanted to look at every single thing, to run my fingertips over every surface. 
          
        “Wow!”
               
   “I agree,” Max said in that low, even voice. I turned to look at her, only to find that she was closer to me than I had thought. The clean scent of her hit me hard and I found myself breathing her in deep. Max’s eyes were brimming with desire, with delight and with a power that even she couldn’t hide. 
                
  Don’t even think about it, I told myself sternly, because kissing was not something I was allowed to do anymore, and because it was all I really wanted to do in that moment other than to roll around in a puddle of her blood.
                  
“Do you want to make love to me?” I found myself asking completely against reason. She gave me a sly smile and ran her teeth over her bottom lip. There was a slight pause before she answered, as if she was trying to decide whether to tell the truth or lie about what she wanted. 
                 
 Eventually, she decided on the truth. “Yes.”
                  
“Why?” I cocked my head to the side, almost nervously toying with a curl, wrapping it around my finger over and over again. “What if I ate you dead after?”
                 
 Her gaze penetrated something inside of me, filling me with warmth and comfort. The next words were simple, but not what I expected. “Because you excite me.”
                  
“Excite you?” I asked in bewilderment. 
                 
 “I haven’t had this much fun in a long time.” 
                 
 I snickered. “I brought you here to kill people. And I threatened to eat you.”
                 
 She shrugged, eyes sparkling as they turned to examine the room around us.
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erikaarivett.bsky.social
Uses of “battery”: 0. Uses of “energy”: 143. 🫠 It’s the nature of the tale lol

Until Rin learns to control her ki, anything that throws her emotionally or physically is a risk for an energy spike…and yokai.

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Without warning, Ryo-kun seizes my hand and breaks into a run, flying low and fast around the next corner. My heart leaps in my throat, a pulse of adrenaline flooding my veins. 
“Ryo-kun, what—?” I don’t manage to pant out any more between ragged breaths. He’s so fast. 
“The most dangerous yokai feed off human energy,” he explains, not even breaking a sweat. “Something sensed your energy spike. Multiple somethings.”
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audryt.bsky.social
#writesky #wipsnips #wip A hidden door slides open in the wall of the council chambers. An employee steps into the dim space with cleaning supplies in a rolling cart behind him; the only light is a #battery powered lamp on the cart. >>
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The #WIPSnips word for October 9th is "battery"

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jangoeswriting.bsky.social
Yeah. I added this word on purpose. 😩😔

From ‘The Big Feat’.

#WiPSnips

CW: Scene after violence. Blood.
They weren’t good lads. Not a one of them, but they didn’t deserve this. Several of them lay in heaps, blood pooling about their bodies, cut open like sacrificial beasts that no god would accept as tribute. Well, some would, but they were just sickos who didn’t deserve decent worshippers. Lally’s gang were never above a bit of rough and tumble, never averse to a little battery to relieve unwary souls of their belongings, but they never killed anyone, never hurt anyone more than it took to get them to let go of whatever thing they found so treasured they didn’t immediately let it go to someone less deserving.

Murple stood near the door, taking in everything, not setting foot inside. Not until she had committed it all to memory. Then she made cautious steps to the rear of the building where the remains of Frak littered the floor, broken into pieces and scattered, as though the ones that did it enjoyed it a little bit too much. It took a lot to kill a rock troll and whoever had done this had done so with unbridled glee, which indicated dwarven intervention. A part of Frak’s head stared up at her, eye still blinking. Even that would stop before too long.
smoking-gnu.bsky.social
G'morning #WIPSnips! Just wrote this into TLC like 10 minutes ago. Was going to add it last night, but got into a productive discussion with a discord buddy of mine on some very pertinent details for this WIP, so decided to slap this on right now.
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“Hello? Joeseph Staphson’s phone?” he answers, and my heart leaps for joy for a familiar, friendly face.
“Joey! Man am I glad to hear you!” 
“Jennifer? What the hell? Where are you? Are you okay?” The questions come quick, one after another.
“Yeah, I’m fine, I’m alright. Look, Joey, can I ask you something?” 
“Ask me something? What do you mean? You’ve been gone for two days now! They found your truck out in the middle of nowhere with a completely dead battery! Your phone too! We thought you were kidnapped or dead, and you want to ask me something??” I can sense the relief and frustration mix in his voice and know that I’m probably not making much sense.
“Yeah, I know how it sounds. I’m fine, really! Look, can you meet me? At the ratty motel, you know the one? Room four. I have something I need to talk to you about, it’s really urgent. Also, don’t tell anyone about this, please!”
The line goes silent for a second. “You’re not in trouble are you? Did your egg-donor show up again?”
“Oh god no! Nothing like that! Not trouble, really. A possible opportunity, actually. Can you just come, please? It’s not a problem right now, is it?”
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The #WIPSnips word for October 9th is "battery"

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smoking-gnu.bsky.social
So i didn't get today's minimum progress in #WIPTLC, but what i did get is invaluable advice on the subject matter i'll be exploring from here on out, which i count as two full day's progress, and no one can stop me on that!
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Oct 8 progress in TLC, 1196 words written.
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maratearendel.bsky.social
Dungeon, tomb, same difference, right?

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Suddenly, the wall moves, revealing a narrow passage behind it. The scent intensifies, but I get distracted by the pull at my chest. Insistent. 
On the corridor’s walls, tarnished iron hands hold up torches. When I step in, they light up as if by magic, following me as I walk deeper into the passage. The walls are dripping with condensation, the path below me slippery and glistening. I struggle not to slip, holding onto the moist walls to steady myself. They feel strangely warm to the touch, but I don’t linger, my curiosity propelling me forward. The further I go, the tighter I feel.
The path ends abruptly, a sea of darkness in its way. Suddenly, one by one, the torches light themselves along a cave wall. The chamber that opens before me is so large that the firelight barely reaches its center. But something is there, quietly glinting in the gloom.
The pull comes from there. I can feel it distinctly. It tugs a bit, as if it were trying to say hello. I don’t resist. I only follow.
A wooden throne stands in the center. Its design is simple, but it looks impossibly old.
And on it sits a statue.
It is—I don’t even know where to start—let’s just say different. Looking at it, I’m both entranced and appalled.
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derlakernlins.bsky.social
For a lady who does a lot of kink, Penny visits very few dungeons in this book.

The Pit will have to suffice.

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“Have you ever visited the Pit before, Dr. Merritt?”
	Penny shook her head. “No, my position didn’t require it until now. I sort of thought of it the way you’d think of any prison. There it is: hope you never have reason to be there.”
	Her boss laughed. “Of course. We don’t encourage casual visits for a reason. Many of the inmates are highly dangerous, we need to limit their interactions with outside consciousnesses.”
	“And that’s where we’re keeping the dragon.” The elevator dropped rapidly enough to make Penny’s ears pop. Dr. Graham just sighed and rubbed his face with a hand.
	“Yes. It’s where we’re keeping the dragon. It’s a considerable convenience for The Pacific Institute, and an incredible security risk for the Vigiles Draconi. Especially with at least two adult dragons in the area.”
	The elevator doors opened on a dim, beige hallway, lined with dim, beige doors. All along the walkway were signs posted in multiple languages: WARNING. RADIATION HAZARD. THAUMATURGIC HAZARD. TRESPASSERS WILL BE VOID AND SHOT.