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@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 27, 2026, 10:45 AM

G'afternoon #TFOTSnip!
Milly in the middle of her job interview. now some might think that this is going badly for her, and normally you'd be right, but not this time, this time this is exactly what her prospective new boss is looking for!
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“Okay, hold on a second,” I say, holding my hand up in the air, “first off, how would you know that, and secondly how do you know there’s any threat? Did you get bomb threats? Threatening mail? Online harassment? An increase in trespassers on the property? Vandalism?” Somehow Irena looks pleased at the questions, and she glances down at the folder. “To answer your first question, I’ve had an interest in you for this position for a while now. Your history shows several characteristics that would serve admirably.” I look at the file directly for the first time. There’s a black and white picture covering one corner of the first page, and I can see even from this angle that it’s a mugshot picture of me, probably from several years ago. “That’s my file,” I state rather than ask. “Correct.” “That should have been sealed, at least the juvenile part of it. I’m assuming you have people you can ask favours to get it for you anyway?” I ask, feeling heat rising on my face. “Oh, yes indeed.” “So which parts exactly were you drawn to? The assaults, which were actually me defending myself? The long list of inflicted broken bones? Me being labelled as a ‘hazard to society’ by several law enforcement figures?”
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 27, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 45 - September 26th

Today’s word is: Corner

Nobody puts baby in the corner.

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@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 11:14 AM

G'afternoon #TFOTsnip!
Milly meeting with Clara for some more backup with the class thing, plus manor research.
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“That seems weirdly straightforward,” I respond and stand upright. “Makes sense, though. I think I’ve made a decision. Are you still good here?” “All still perfectly fine,” she answers in a tone that immediately puts me at ease. “I’m actually enjoying this whole research thing again, kinda missed it from college even if I still get tired fast.” “I’m happy to hear it, really I am. You still got enough cash on you?” I ask her, and she nods. “Yes. Also, I have this for you,” she says and reaches for a nightstand drawer and pulls out another smaller folder with neatly arranged papers in it. “A condensed class plan and manor history, all in one, enough for you to go over and through until you need to see me next. No go on, get back to work!, and wipe your feet next time you come visit, I have to clean the floors now!”
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 44 - September 26th

Today’s word is: Drawer

Everyone's got a drawer they just shove stuff in right? The stuff drawer? Pens, pencils, loose change, odds and ends, batteries?

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@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 10:26 AM

G'afternoon #TFOTSnip!
I got your indication right here! Something BMW drivers will never understand.
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“Oh, crap, you had this all along?” I ask, examining the screen over her shoulder. It shows a detailed layout of the manor, with a host of little dots and bars over several parts of it. “Yes,” Irena answers and grimaces with distaste. “I was advised to install it a handful of years ago for a reason that never materialised. I’ve been contemplating having it removed. I don’t like having it around, it’s too much like a prison for my tastes, but part of this system is used for securing the first floor from intrusion, including metal screens over the windows. That includes the basement. We can use this for nighttime, plus there are hidden cameras outside. If someth- someone attempts anything overnight, they’ll be faced with a fortress.” “We got Fort Knox up our sleeves this whole time?” “Yes, and I hated it. Installing this system harmed the soul of my home, and removing it would have harmed it even more. In any case, we need to call the students and explain to them the changes that are needed from this day forward. I am not relishing the change in atmosphere this will bring.” Irena turns around and heads to the landing with what I assume is the intent to call the students below’s attention, while the wood panel slides closed behind her again, showing no indication that anything was even there a moment before.
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 43 - September 25th

Today’s word is: Indication

We're showing no indication of slowing down or stopping.

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@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 10:07 AM

G'afternoon #TFOTsnip!
Rare Julie representing snip for today!
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“Right. I guess all that’s still a really personal matter, so I won’t ask,” I say and pull my attention back to the hallway. “Thank you. I don’t like people prying.” To say that I nearly jumped out of my skin would not be all that much hyperbolic, to tell the truth. I did have to fight to keep my arms from slipping into their scaly mode as I jumped off of my chair and wheeled around to face… Julie standing behind us. Clara had fallen over onto my bedroll in shock, but seemed to recover faster than I did. Julies gaze flicked between us before what little anyone of us could ever see of her face behind the waterfall of midnight black hair pulled into a regretful expression. “Oh. My apologies. I did not intend to cause alarm. I must have been too quiet again, I do try to make noise when walking.” I fight my racing heart down back into my chest and relax my arms down to my sides. “Right, okay, yeah, no, it’s fine,” I lie extremely badly and bend down to pick my chair off from where it fell on the floor. A few faces peeked out from the occupied storerooms, so I speak louder to get the message across. “No harm done! Just on edge! Everything’s fine!” The heads retract back into their rooms, and I see Julie stiffly turn to look back, before turning back towards us. “That was foolish of me, wasn’t it?” she asks.
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 24, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 42 - September 24th

Today’s word is: Relax

Chill out, relax, post a snip!

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@brambonius.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 5:43 PM

For #TFOTSnip
Ronan and Pyra, and the Nation wildlife of the 27th century, casually walking through the wilderness to the settlement named Oakling Project, which is located on the other side of the river...
(The mammoths are feral hybrid neomammoths from an old de-extinction projects)

The man put away his stunner and turned to the duo. ‘Are you two crazy? Don’t ever provoke the wild dogs. The tiny ones are the most dangerous ones even.’ He looked at the two teenagers that he had just saved, who were completely out of place here. ‘And what on Earth are you two doing here all alone? You two clearly have no wilderness skills!’ ‘Eh, we’re trying to get back to Seventh City Ghost Town? And the car bringing us was in a breakdown’ The girl said. ‘Seventh City? And where exactly you did you come from?’ ‘Héva?’ The boy said. ‘Through Cityless Ghost Town. The driver said we could find the male colony of Oakling by going through the woods. It would be faster.’ The girl added. The man looked at the two kids again and frowned. ‘You wanted to just walk through here unprepared?’ ‘She likes new experiences, it’s educational.’ The boy said. ‘I see that.’ The man finally said. ‘Come, follow me so you don’t get into trouble again. There’s bigger animals than feral chihuahuas here too.’ ‘Oh, we’ve met the giant mammoth already.’ ‘Goliath? The megatusker? He’s not what I was thinking about. He’s chill and harmless. Just looks impressive.’ ‘Panthers or bears? Pyra always says they don’t actually eat humans.’ ‘Oh, they usually hide from strangers, and we haven’t seen bears in years with all the panthers and feral dogs around. No, it’s the mad moose you have to watch out for currently. So follow me to get to the camp. It’s located on the other side of the river, which is hard to pass if you don’t know where the bridge is by the way. Unless you like wading through it like the animals who made these trails do.’ ‘Ah…’
@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 10:24 AM

G'afternoon #TFOTsnip!
This is the only mention of the word in question in the WIP.
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“And that would be about it for the major players within the Celestial Realms. There are more minor factions that voice concerns in their own Realm council, but more often then not the Celestials only venture forth one representative to the Formless Assembly-“ Something kicks at my consciousness and my body jerks, making the chair squeak. Val stops and eyes me for a second before continuing. “- and the various Pantheon Realms have their entrances located at what either is or was the nexus point of their received belief from mortals, in other words the points of strongest belief, where it all comes together and flows towards these Pantheons. Now, granted, many of these no longer have the mortal follower counts that they had in the past, and thus the flow of belief is either severely restricted or entirely cut off, but the paths are still there, still occupying channels from Here to There.” “Like dry riverbeds?” someone at the back of the class asks. I turn to see who it is and spot Ignacio’s hand sticking up into the air. Val also glances at it and his face momentarily creases into an annoyed expression before clearing again. “Yes, Ignacio, just like a dry riverbed.”
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 41 - September 23rd

Today’s word is: Market

Locate your snips and post them!

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@samaccardi.bsky.socialSep 23, 2026, 4:12 AM

A little late to the game today, but still a good one. We love a parent that furthers their child’s love of reading. And Layla certainly does that with Ditta, her and Evie’s fourth child of six.

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I wasn't going to turn her down-especially when Ditta had such an appetite for books, and to tell the truth I was thankful for the company. Delaying my day by a few hours was a small price to pay to foster my child's interest in reading, and for a few hours to spend talking with her perhaps. At sixteen, Ditta was less moody than Ella had been, but she wasn't as open and forth coming with details of her life as she once had been. Sometimes she still talked to Evie, but her and I had found it harder to communicate, especially since she'd chosen to stop pursuing school as an option. I decided to take my time that day then. It's not like I didn't have it to spare. I didn't have to worry about going in to the clinic today; I had taken the day before off because of Evie's arrest, and today was the start of my 'weekend' when I'd take two days off to get things done around the house. I'd be back at work by Thursday though, if I didn't go in tomorrow to make up for the extra day off. But for today, I would spend it dealing with my share of the weekly chores, which meant today was market day for me. Ditta helped me get Buck and Chester tacked up and hitched to the big wagon. Buck was less ornery than usual, but then again he always did like Ditta best. We were never sure quiet why. Chester was a sweet, biddable boy regardless of who handled him.
@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 22, 2026, 10:58 AM

G'afternoon #TFOTsnip!
Milly wishes she was just at a market at this point, probably.
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I stumble after it as it rolls over undergrowth and a rotten stump, halfway crumbling it, but I manage to turn the stumble into a roll of my own and end up back on my feet just as the crab does as well, it’s movement a lot faster than actual coconut crabs, from what I remember. Again it rushes towards me with a multitude of legs scurrying over the soggy earth and kicking up small clumps of mud. Its pincers lead the way again, and I swipe them to the side, talons scraping off of thick carapace with tiny sparks that die almost instantly in the rain. I don’t know if I can penetrate its shell with swipes. It dances back around to face me and snaps at my side with one claw. I backhand it away, then use the spin momentum to stab forward with the other hand at the other pincer aimed at my head. The two meet, and the shower of sparks is more pronounced but just as short lived. My hand is forced to splay open with the pincers shell deflecting the blow, but the pincer is driven down into the mud and sporting a small gash that leaks green-purple ichor, stinking up even the rainy air with the smell of a thousand rotting fishmarkets, and I can’t help but gag and step backwards. The trees light up with bright red flashes along with the yells of the students behind me. I assume they’re holding their own against these monsters. I hope they’re holding their own. They should have stayed behind, stupid stupid stupid! Way to get your students killed, Milly!
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 22, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 40 - September 22nd

Today’s word is: Market

"I hereby grant charter to TFOT to hold a Snippy Market on the literally every day until the end of time."

Shoutout to all 5 people who are big enough nerds to understand that.

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@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 21, 2026, 1:21 PM

G'afternoon #TFOTsnip!
Aftermath chapter, with some consequences.
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“And he just left?” she asks me, and all I can do is nod in reply. A mistake, as my shoulder protests vociferously at the movement. “Ow!” “Don’t move, silly!” “Yeah, I keep forgetting that I was stabbed. You’d think people would have an instinctual ability to do actual real damage with a knife by now, but I guess some people are just incompetent through and through.” We sit in silence on the staircase for a while, looking down at the bustling activity down below. The staff had arrived back here at the manor a few hours after we limped back from the mine. Matthew in particular had been very annoyed at the state of the place until Irena had pulled him aside for a quick talk, at which point he organised the cleanup and salvaging of what could be saved from the library. And for once I don’t have to do anything but sit and watch. In fact, I’d been very strenuously ordered by Irena to not do anything after being properly patched up. I guess getting stabbed has its privileges.
@samaccardi.bsky.socialSep 21, 2026, 1:13 PM

Another snip from Yuri Cowgirls. A little bit of Layla POV!

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I was so certain my position as the town doctor and back-up coroner meant he didn't want to ruffle our feathers too much. I'd been the first real, licensed medical doctor in town in half a decade when I showed up. Before me the dentist was doing his best but... well it wasn't a perfect system. But then Sheriff Tweedy showed up this morning, and took Evie away and... every fear she'd ever harboured and carried in her soul became mine. How I kept myself together I don't know. I'd been so afraid—I still am. I can't imagine a life without Evie. It hasn't always been perfect, but it's been ours, and we've always had each other. We've been together, through thick and thin. Lean times, good times, hard times, drought, feast, famine; it wasn't so bad because we had each other, and then eventually the kids. In an instant that security was shattered. Oh, I was always certain I'd die before Evie. Eventually she'd piss off the wrong person and she wouldn't be able to talk or fight her way out of it, or her tough life would catch up with her body and how she treated it, and she'd die. But I'd thought we'd at least be old and have some grandkids at that point. I wasn't ready to part now.
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 21, 2026, 10:00 AM

Day 39 - September 21st

Today’s word is: Systematic

I can't think of something witty for this. But snip away, my friends!

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@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 20, 2026, 6:29 PM

G'evening #TFOTSnip!
Milly trying to cope with the training regiment she and Val cooked up after her mid-book mental re-arrangement.
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Val is right, we’re getting nowhere, and I hate to agree with him on anything. I shake my head, trying to get feeling back into it, or at least into my mouth so I can speak without slurring, or just do anything with my mouth without excessive drooling. “What else do you suggest?” I ask him, and he grows quiet for a few seconds. “I have been thinking… the Remembrance you have… do you still remember it?” I look him full in the face as I consider how to tell him that that single memory gets replayed to me every night, digging a deeper and deeper groove into my mind that I’ll never be able to forget, no matter how much I might want to at some point. Do I get snarky? Ironic? Evasive? What do I want from this man right now, and the entire school as it is? The training session has turned more into a spectator sport than anything, and Clara even came down to watch as we ‘trained’. She’s sitting between Gesa and Galilah right now, talking with the two sisters while shooting me another concerned look. I guess she doesn’t like what we’re doing right now. “Yes, I remember it. Every word like it happened five minutes ago,” I answer him, deciding on being as direct as possible.
@thefellowsnip.bsky.socialSep 20, 2026, 10:01 AM

Day 38 - September 20th

Today’s word is: Irony

"Have you heard of the tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise?"

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@smoking-gnu.bsky.socialSep 19, 2026, 10:21 AM

G'afternoon #TFOTSnip!
Miss Irena addressing the newly arrived students of the school, laying down the situation for them for the month that is to come, firstly by dismissing the manor staff for a month-long holiday (except for Cook).
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As if on cue, the line of servants takes a bow and then proceeds to exit through the front door, walking past the confused students. I catch a glimpse of a waiting minivan waiting for them outside, doors open and luggage already inside. Only the man in brown and another, more scruffy looking older man in the well-worn remains of a black and white uniform remains where the group of adults stood. “You may be wondering why I just did that,” Irena continues, and she’s not wrong. “The ones who have returned know well why, as do a few others. For the rest, a part of this month will consists of you learning about the prepared materials as well as learning to respect your surroundings, especially if they are the property of other people. Now you won’t be employed to perform such burdensome tasks such as polishing all the silverware or re-shingling the roof or any such task, but you will be expected to clean up after yourselves and keep the place tidy.” A few rumbles of discontent creep up, but the group seems mostly accepting of this. “And to make sure that all bring their side to this agreement, Jeffrey will keep a watchful eye on all for this purpose,” Irena says then gestures back towards where the creature is standing on his shelf on the one wall, in plain view of everyone below. He takes the opportunity to stand up on his back legs to grasp at the air excitedly like a raccoon would do. Strange animal.