[When we last left our intrepid PCs... (OOTS, before the break ( Read more... )

Even if no one had seen the body, everybody knew what had happened ( Read more... )

The knob turns, and the door swings open. Why the knob turned is anyone's guess, because the woman who enters didn't even touch it. It swings shut behind her, although she doesn't seem startled about this. And now she can't figure out how to reach the refrigerator for a snack. Confused, she looks upwards, waves, and calls out: "ahhh. . . oouhuu ( Read more... )

There is a Matilda. The Matilda is in an armchair. The armchair is on a floor. The floor is part of a Milliways.

There is a square paper. Then the paper is a paper crane. Then the paper crane is in the nearby fire. Wash, rinse, repeat.

Come. Talk to the Tilda. Rescue her poor paper victims before she chucks the next one in the fireplace with the

Insert long exausting background of a mass murderer who was chosen to become the first "papa" of Poke's group, who then killed said leader, had a club foot repaired, killed again (there were a few more in there), Sent to battle school, left hanging in a vent with his murders recordered, sent to a mental insitution, rescued from said insitution by ( Read more... )

A bizarre phenomenon began to occur as soon as the official time-date of Spider Nancy's personal chronometer said 3/14.

Calculators failed and computers cheered. Mathimaticians went hog-wild and students ran amok. And this wasn't even Spider's fault. Apparently, they did that sort of thing on their own, but the god-son himself had different plans. ( Read more... )

Somewhere in one of London's more comfortable old neighbourhoods, it is 4 AM of a night in early spring. Inside one of the venerable old houses, (Of the sort where the mantles of coal fireplaces from the turn of the 20th century now hold very 21st century digital photo albums of granchildren.) someone has left a bathroom light on ( Read more... )

Elan walks back into the bar from outside, with a brief overheard "Just a minute, Haley, I want to say hi to some people ( Read more... )

Tower was smoking a cigar in a corner, and observing the world.

Or, the part of it that he could see. Which was remarkably entertaining, small as it was.

[[OOC: Warnings still apply!Read the old backroom post, and his user info!]]

"I'll be right with you, Roy, I'm just going to grab a..." Elan stopped and looked up at the universe through the window. "Ooo! Pretty! I didn't know there was a bar around here with one of those ( Read more... )