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Christian, BA Zoology, MS Physiology & Bioengineering

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Keeps running 24/7, until the cheap Oil-Lite bushings the human management subbed in the joints start breaking down.
[Theologically suspicious, but close enough for the gag.]
November 20, 2025 at 4:20 PM
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My current main house and farm from Valheim. Not an architectural masterwork--it's a working farm.
November 20, 2025 at 5:28 AM
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From "The Last Days of SIS-4212", short story #WIP by JJ Robinson II
The #WIPSnips word for November 19th is "third"
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Flipping the script on the "waking up from cryosleep early" trope.

Randt gets really bad news.
Text image: From "The Last Days of SIS-4212", short story #WIP by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for November 19th is "third" Flipping the script on the "waking up from cryosleep early" trope. Randt gets really bad news. [ “Our destination!” Randt exclaimed. “There were already humans here?” “No,” Jeka replied. She seemed to hesitate for a long moment. “The records of your vessel and its superluminal carrier are fragmentary, but we think your arrival…” Randt felt panic welling up again. Why was she hesitating? And Jeka seemed to be visually checking his restraints. “…you appear to be 173 standard years overdue.” Randt gasped, breathing rapidly. The audio of his pulse from the unfamiliar medical equipment became loud and fast. “How…?” “We’re hoping you can help us find out,” Jeka replied. “If we understand your ship’s capabilities, your trip should have taken about a >third< of its apparent duration.” ]
November 19, 2025 at 5:11 PM
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Never envisioned Kurt Vonnegut as a Sunday School teacher. By all means, post it on the courthouse doors:
Matthew 5: 2-12
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Text image of Matthew 5:2-12: 2 And He began speaking and taught them, saying: 3 “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 4 Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. 5 Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. 6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled. 7 Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy. 8 Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God. 9 Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the sons of God. 10 Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. 11 “Blessed are you when men revile you, and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. 12 Rejoice and be very glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in this manner they persecuted the prophets who were before you.
November 18, 2025 at 7:02 AM
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From Continuum 1: Disunion
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The #WIPSnips word for November 13th is "build"

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An >intentional< artificial sentient chooses a vocation.
Text image: From Continuum 1: Disunion JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for November 13th is "build" An >intentional< artificial sentient chooses a vocation. [The target had obviously been told that the weapons were to be simulated. He was so completely intimidated that he collapsed to the ground in shock. Flames spread like a storm through the close-packed hovels. A few of the distant workers looked back at the flames, and knew that their daily drudgery would be compounded by the need to search the vermin-ridden refuse piles of the cooperative for the means to re>build< their shelters. For the first time, Cybernus felt the sheer joy of power. It was the medium of the art he planned to perfect—revenge.]
November 13, 2025 at 3:44 PM
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November 12, 2025 at 3:03 PM
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On Veteran's Day:
The American Cemetery in Normandy

It was very lonely place in February, 2005.
November 11, 2025 at 4:04 PM
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From Continuum 3: Homecoming, by JJ Robinson II
#WIP (rough, to say the least)
The #WIPSnips word for November 10th is "local"
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Ha'k learns to drive a really big ship where no one has driven before.
Image text: From Continuum 3: Homecoming, by JJ Robinson II #WIP (rough, to say the least) The #WIPSnips word for November 10th is "local" #WIP (rough, to say the least) Ha'k learns to drive a really big ship where no one has driven before. [ He commanded the giant ship to accelerate and leave stellar orbit toward the plotted departure point. He had to use conventional fusion propulsion, since they lacked accurate navigational information for the regular engines of Vassandrea’s ship this close to the intense gravity of the star. It would be several days before they reached the transit point, so Ha’k slowed his accelerated consciousness to the real >local< rate, and rested. They finally arrived at the departure point, and Ha’k engaged the new engine. Nothing happened. “Everything checks out,” Ha’k said, “but we’re not leaving.” “It takes several seconds to execute the instructions and engage,” sub-Main reported. “I believe real-Main would caution you to be patient.”]
November 10, 2025 at 4:02 PM
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Continuum2: Main's War
by JJ Robinson II (post 3)

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Main, the accidental sentience from book 1, tries to prevent DISUNION, or at least make REUNION possible. She can't, because the "Engineers" she needs are a myth, but she'll try anyway.
Continuum2: Main's War by JJ Robinson II #QuestPit Main, the accidental sentience from book 1, tries to prevent DISUNION, or at least make REUNION possible. She can't, because the "Engineers" she needs to find are a myth, but she'll try anyway. Image: Main, as the "Woman of Stars" The Milky Way galaxy, from the ground, and a Spitzer Observatory image of Sagittarius A*.
November 5, 2025 at 7:19 PM
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Continuum: Disunion (2nd presentation)
by JJ Robinson II
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Concepts in the story:
Continuum: Disunion by JJ Robinson II #QuestPit Concepts in the story: -A revolution against tyranny is destroyed, hope is lost -An interstellar civilization on the brink of collapse -AI achieves sentience, with terrible consequences -An ~infinitely corrupt bureaucracy tries to cover up its crimes at any cost -Humanity faces extinction from events on an unknown world -Truth is learned, Redemption found, Love rediscovered Images: An unspeakable crime A volcanic eruption A village along a canal An aircraft over the ocean A giant flying reptile next to a man A nuclear explosion Summaries of the story Excerpt: “But,” the Second Rank spoke again, his voice low and hoarse with emotion, “wouldn’t it be better for the Revolution to be destroyed than to risk the destruction of this world, and the Conventions?”
November 5, 2025 at 4:12 PM
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Continuum: Disunion
by JJ Robinson II

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Image and text: from Continuum: Disunion by JJ Robinson II #questpit A small, winged spacecraft, out of fuel, altitude, and airspeed, teeters on the edge of an abyss. Two stars appear on the polar horizon of the world. "A failed revolution becomes a race against extinction. The leaders of a successful revolution are treacherously massacred by the defeated interstellar government. Pursuit of fugitives from the massacre leads to a confrontation on an unexplored world that threatens humanity with extinction, in which even the name of the species will be lost to time. The most powerful bureaucracy in human history, facing the exposure of its unthinkable crimes by the conflict, contemplates an even greater crime—a “thought experiment”, called DISUNION."
November 5, 2025 at 7:02 AM
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From Continuum 4: Reunion, by JJ Robinson II

The #WIPSnips word for October 31st is "monster"
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Pra fights a monster. CW: violence.
Text image: From Continuum 4: Reunion, by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for October 31st is "monster" Pra fights a monster. CW: violence. [ It took a moment for the dull‑witted beast to realize that its prey had escaped, and to pull its weapon from the floor. She leapt at the wall behind the monster, a feint. As she surged up the wall, Oni hurled its spike to intercept her head. As her momentum carried her onto the ceiling, she turned the missile aside with a graceful turn of her wrist--rolled the metal haft into her grasp as she pulled her legs against her chest--rotated twice before driving the spike downward. The beast's head was only just turning upward when the triangular point slid into its skull. ]
October 31, 2025 at 3:36 PM
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From Continuum: Disunion, by JJ Robinson II

The #WIPSnips word for October 29th is "broomstick". Settled for "broom-adjacent".

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Aaron does a good deed. I have emotional trouble reading about his punishment, and I wrote it.
Text image: From Continuum: Disunion, by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for October 29th is "broomstick" Settled for "broom-adjacent". Aaron does a good deed. I have emotional trouble reading about his punishment, and I wrote it. [ The boy beside Aaron straightened into a proud stance, looked up at his mentor, and smiled. Yes, the smile said, this opportunity will not be wasted. “Alright, boy,” said the old Smith gruffly, “Come along then, and we'll start you off right, learnin' about >sweepin’< up.” Hur looked back to his Prince. As he bowed formally, he winked out of one slightly upturned eye. “By your leave, sir.” Aaron nodded, smiling. He turned and vaulted into his saddle. Somewhere in the distance, the city clock chimed six times. He was late for dinner, and he had been negligent of his duties at the judgement seat twice in one month. He would probably spend the rest of the evening listening to lectures from his royal parents and mentors about…responsibility. Aaron spurred his mount to set down its hooves and gallop. He was very pleased with himself.]
October 29, 2025 at 2:33 PM
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From "Charis Altonis, Field Biologist, and 'The Outsiders'"; Short story by JJ Robinson II
The #WIPSnips word for October 23rd is "gradient"
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Charis sees something unbelievable, but has no choice.
Text image: From "Charis Altonis, Field Biologist, and 'The Outsiders'"; Short story by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for October 23rd is "gradient" Charis sees something unbelievable, but has no choice. [“It’s a mirage effect,” Charis said to her recorder, likely overheard by about fifteen people in the bar. She instantly wished she could take back the statement. There wasn’t enough of a temperature >gradient< near the surface of this hellish planet to cause what she saw, and no known mirage effects would explain it anyway. Fortunately, no one seemed to be paying attention to anything outside the saloon. “Binoc- mag-20,” she said as Petronis reached the crest of the dune. Glowing amber squares appeared in the air in front of her wrap-arounds. At twenty times magnification, data on the grids in her viewport confirmed her observation, and challenged her grasp on reality.]
October 23, 2025 at 3:22 PM
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--The Three-Body Problem, Cixin Liu
October 23, 2025 at 2:25 PM
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Found out about #SFPIT a little late. Presenting
Continuum: Disunion, a novel by JJ Robinson II
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Fleeing a massacre, only to land in the middle of an extinction event!
Provisional cover for Continuum: Disunion. A spacecraft, out of fuel and airspeed, struggles toward the Edge of the Upper World. Text image: A summary of Continuum: Disunion. Medtai Josiah Smith and the Biomechannus Ha’k flee the destruction of their revolution by the despotic Confederation government. They escape to an unexplored world, devastated by an ancient cataclysm, inhabited by aliens who understand human history better than the humans. They are pursued by the Confederation, the survivors of the Revolution, and the powerful, mysterious Council. Creation has a Law. The confrontation on the unexplored world is humanity’s last chance to comply or face extinction, as even the name of the species is lost to history. An even more devastating crisis arises as the Council, faced with exposure of its unthinkable crimes, contemplates a far greater crime--a "thought experiment", called Disunion. A "concept board" for the story Continuum: Disunion. Treacherous massacre, terrifying places on a unknown world, meeting "others", final catastrophe. A guide to the subjects, and a snip of alien poetry about humanity. An excerpt from Continuum: Disunion. "The Commander" loses hope. He sighed deeply. The women turned to look at him, but were obviously unable to interpret the external signs of his distress. He swayed slightly, retracted his head briefly. He was suffering from one of the most desperate emotions—hopelessness. [Josiah and Cajobi Smith are dead, and the Revolution is lost. There will never be another Elder—there has not been any for centuries—] to give him the Knowledge of Ages, to teach him how to carry on. Every reason he had to continue the struggle was gone.
October 21, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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Students of God:
October 19, 2025 at 6:38 PM
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From Continuum 1: Disunion
by JJ Robinson II

The #WIPSnips word for October 18th is "dodge"
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Ha'k has completed his rescue mission. Now he just needs to get off the planet alive.
Text image: From Continuum 1: Disunion a completed novel by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for October 18th is "dodge" Ha'k has completed his rescue mission. Now he just needs to get off the planet alive. [ The armored hood snapped back. Lurid orange light suffused the interior of the machine, clinging to every surface like a coating of oil. “153.4 kilometers per hour,” Main reported. Ha’k watched the vase-shaped trees crawl toward him, and reflexively chose a solution for each with his accelerated perception: >dodge< around, or crush through with the hull. The noise they made no longer mattered much in the rush to escape.]
October 18, 2025 at 4:17 PM
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From Continuum1: Disunion
by JJ Robinson II

The #WIPSnips word for October 16th is "might"
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Ha'k muses about the sad state of military "intelligence".
Text image: From Continuum1: Disunion by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for October 16th is "might" Ha'k muses about the sad state of military "intelligence". [In his mind, he could picture the hordes of small vessels in hemispherical formation, with their fleetship at the zenith. They would attempt to close into the classical spherical envelopment, the “Mouth of the Lion,” to crush the opponent in their focused fire. Current and former military leaders of the Confederation–often political appointees–seldom showed much imagination or initiative. Almost every commander in any fleet would try to form the Mouth whenever he had any chance of doing so. A clever commander might bait a trap with the apparent opportunity to form the Mouth. ]
October 16, 2025 at 4:16 PM
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Continuum 1: Disunion by JJ Robinson II
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A gliding spacecraft, out of fuel and low on airspeed, approaches the Edge. [My partly finished Blender model of the spacecraft, adapted from my test plane in Kerbal Space Program]
October 14, 2025 at 4:19 PM
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Continuum 1: Disunion by JJ Robinson II
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October 14, 2025 at 4:13 PM
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From Continuum 4: Reunion
#WIP by JJ Robinson II

The #WIPSnips word for October 12th is "hope"
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Baker's professional confidence meets real-life consequences.
Text Image: From Continuum 4: Reunion #WIP by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for October 12th is "hope" Baker's professional confidence meets real-life consequences. [ “What’s your name?” Baker asked, in what she hoped was a comforting voice. “They took my name, and my father’s and uncles’, when they captured us. Not sure what to be called anymore.” Ergald didn’t miss Baker’s attempt to hide the shock on her face when the child said this, but decided not to pursue the matter. He was her employer, after all. “Um—Boy? It’s more a title.” Baker’s voice only trembled a little. “All right, I guess.”]
October 12, 2025 at 3:44 PM
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From "The Coin", a short story by JJ Robinson II

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

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Herschel figures out how to get in the building, after the Robot Overlords are mysteriously deactivated by a "latent human failing".
Text image: From "The Coin", a short story by JJ Robinson II The #WIPSnips word for October 9th is "battery" Herschel figures out how to get in the building after the robot overlords are mysteriously deactivated. “Bring up one of the manual power-loaders,” he said to the growing human crowd. His mind raced, as he tried to remember what he had seen in the shiny, hemispherical building in much earlier times. “Push one of the walkers up near that white area on the wall.” Herschel connected booster cables to the primitive >battery< of the old loader, then the other ends to studs on the head-sphere of the walker. He struck the head with his fist. Nothing. He prodded with small tools from one of his pockets at an access, but couldn’t get anything to work. The crowd murmured uncomfortably. He disconnected the cables, then reconnected them. A few lights on the head flashed briefly, then darkened. The white area on the dome vanished. “Hurry!” They pushed the walker and the dilapidated loader into the dome. A huge curved desk, apparently the work of a very unimaginative artist, loomed in the center of the outer chamber. After a time of prodding the inert walker and cycling its power, Herschel found the right combination. An image several man-heights high winked into the air in front of them. It was a visual display for the use of humans long ago, when they still worked in the central building. Another while with his cobbled controls, and Herschel was sure he was right. “They’re cheap.” Herschel announced. The crowd murmured. “A latent human failing,” He explained. “They rolled out two new models for our extinction event, that they didn’t have to pay for. They got more than they bargained for.”
October 9, 2025 at 3:48 PM
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October 8, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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From Continuum1: Disunion by JJ Robinson II

The word for October 6th is "miss"
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A repeat:
Lots of misses in my stories. Here, Ha'k finds that his enemy didn't actually >miss<.
Text image: From Continuum1: Disunion by JJ Robinson II The word for October 6th is "miss" Lots of misses in my stories. Here, Ha'k finds that his enemy didn't actually >miss<. " “Accessory passenger cabin is uninhabitable due to battle damage,” the computer reported. Ha’k tried vainly to communicate with the pod. He rolled about in his sphere until he could see the top of the craft, and snapped back the armored hood. The pod wasn’t damaged. It was gone. Where the pod and its coupler should have been, there was a shallow furrow in the hull, fringed with iridescent beads of recently molten composite. Strands of insulation and severed cabling snaked out in all directions from the gash in the outer hull. Ha’k could see the inner airlock door inside the breach. The enemy’s parting shot was not a near >miss<. It was very accurate. Ironically, it was the fury of the final assault which foiled the Confederation’s purpose—the assassination of Josiah Smith. If there had been time to transfer Josiah Smith to the pod…"
October 6, 2025 at 6:14 PM