Tim set down the comic with a sigh. "Galaxy Quest and Zombies. The genre has now gone and jumped the undead shark." In his opinion anyway. "At least the creators of Space Battles are still holding out ( Read more... )

Momoko had, as promised, gone out to see if she could find what had happened to Karla. Leaving the dorms to head into town for information led Momoko to her first clue almost immediately - a giant stone wall... no, a series of stone walls. That started near the dorms but seemed to be all over ( Read more... )

Tim's midterms had gone well. Then he'd had to deal with a bunch of drunk Boggarts and Imps ( Read more... )

Having woken up this morning to a strange sensation while rolling over in bed, Tim had discovered that Fandom was up to it's old tricks once again. Fortunately his clothes still fit, and he still had some hair ties from last time ( Read more... )

As it wasn't horrendously cold, Tim had decided to take a thermos of hot chocolate out to the park and sit on a Troll statue with his umbrella. Tim sometimes did strange things like this. Part of it came from the fact that having a quiet park with Troll statues was still somewhat of a novelty to him ( Read more... )

Now that classes had started up again, Tim was finding it a challenge to balance school and work. But at least there was no one to yell at him if he studied while on the clock.

Okay so he was currently flipping through an issue of Toyfare Magazine. But his books were on the counter as well.

Android's Dungeon is open.

Timothy Desmond, or as some called him, the Grand (or Dread) and Puissant Champion of the Fey, was feeling neither Grand (or Dread) or Puissant. What he was feeling, was distracted ( Read more... )

Tim had finally been driven completely out of his apartment by giant bugs. The spray he'd bought didn't do anything, and there just too many of them. He was now making his way to Efferton Manor when something very disturbing blocked his path ( Read more... )

Chuck wasn't really comfortable having his dead father hanging around him yet, but he couldn't very well stop Bart from following him around. At least the one place he had to go to today had the booze he so desperately wanted. Bart seemed to understand and didn't make a single comment about Chuck pouring himself a glass of scotch ( Read more... )

"Stupid Faust not wanting to risk a healing spell." Tim grumbled, scratching uselessly at the spot on the cast over the spot his arm itched. "Where's those elves with their much cooler magic when you need them ( Read more... )