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The hedge maze has continued to grow since the first day. The hedges topped off at ten feet tall, but once past the entrance, giant thorned vines slither between the rows, wrapping like tentacles around the ankles of the unwary. Gremlins and beasties stalk through the shadows, and anything attempting to fly over, from a full grown dragon to the ( Read more... )

( In which Honesty is found! )

Since sunrise, there'd been a stage sitting in front of the entrance to the hedge maze in the park. The only thing on it was a cartoony, red velvet and gold, fur lined throne. It wasn't hard to guess what -- or whom -- it was for.

Shortly after the clock struck noon -- or more likely, after the clock struck Lars Bergseng, Discord appeared in the ( Read more... )

( In which a ghost meets chaos sort-of-incarnate )

Perhaps the latest planetary stop just happened to be near a natural portal connection to a pony-filled land. Perhaps Discord decided to explore too far past the realm of sock puppets. Or perhaps it was simply one of those Fandom flukes. Whatever it was, the wind on the island changed direction late Tuesday night, after everyone had gone to bed ( ( Read more... )

Right. Tamsin had spent the past hour or three killing things in front of the community center. It was getting old ( Read more... )

There was an appropriately sci-fi-ish light in the park near the duck pond, and then there were two naked men standing there.

Well, one and a half naked men and one-half a naked ball of fire?

Hannibal looked around and sighed. Well, at least it was warmer here than on the ship.

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So, everyone had hopefully been notified, and now they were gathered and gathering, and Bob waited as long as he could for them to arrive before he stepped up to the front of the room and set off a burst of golden light to get their attention ( Read more... )

As dusk approached, the carnival began to thin out. Acts vanished. Music died down.

Mr. Dark peered through the folds of his tent and frowned. This was not working according to his intentions. Perhaps... perhaps he should confront some of these Fandom folk in person.

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