((Backdated to the day BEFORE Valentine's Day, because RL just decided to chill out now instead of yesterday. Feel free to interrupt. Faith won't stab you, I promise ( Read more... )

Strong Bad had been at a loss for a party theme. He wracked his brains. He asked himself the classic WWSCD (What Would Senor Cardgage Do?). No matter how he strained, he couldn't think of anything great enough to top the Entrapment All Up On the Moon dance he'd crashed back in Free Country, USA. Then, one afternoon, musing on this problem and ( Read more... )

Susan didn't do any advertising for the party she'd planned--nobody would understand why, and she didn't feel like explaining. So she just spread munchies, punch bowls, and weird fruit trays around, left out a few cases of butterbeer and firewhiskey, and tacked a sign up over the bar that read ( Read more... )

Tick-Tick may not have any particular gift for locating people, but when it comes to a particular common-sense-deprived mortal from Bordertown, it's generally easy enough to flush him out. Which is to say, prowl the hallways around mealtimes, and have a couple bottles of some devil's brew swiped from the Ravenclaw bar. House privileges are a fine ( Read more... )

( A belated Christmas gift )

He closed his eyes. Where is Tick Tick? Nothing.

It's amazing how you can rely on something and not realize it until it's gone. Where is Tick Tick?Nothing ( Read more... )

Tick-Tick, from FINDER by Emma Bull, part of the Bordertown series.

( If you see a box of pine
With a name that looks like mine
Just say I drowned in a barrel of wine
When I got to the border )