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The Sadie Hawkins 5/22/2019 10:36pm

Billy Nails

First time sorting interdimensional mail, kid? Yeah I can tell. It's less about trying to figure out what all these scribbles mean and more about just a feeling. Like that one. Hold it in your hand, close your eyes, and take a breath. Is it near or far? If it's far, though it over there. If it's near, drop it right in front of you. Now, how near? Nearer than the last one? Just trust your gut. The thing is, we've got Lilix's mail from that Psychic High School, and now we've got an increasing amou...(READ MORE)

Thot Slayer 5/20/2019 9:35pm

Slobodkina

"God, that hand! The window! The window!" These castaways just can't keep their hands off the windows of the ship. "Please, everyone, keep your hands off the windows. And please wash the mud off. You can use the crew locker room down the hall and to the right." While the original crew of the Slobodkina dries out in the cargo bay, gibbering, I offered to take the others I found back to civilization. They're a curious bunch, with distinct features that I can't quite p...(READ MORE)

Battle Bus 5/18/2019 1:41pm

Pomme Contrebandier

Comme cela est inévitablement le cas avec mon partenaire commercial corpulent et en sueur @Fritz Camembert, tout est une question d'argent et de générer des bénéfices, même avec les cartes de négoce de dirigeables les plus irremplaçables et historiquement significatives. "La Chambre des cartes a des factures à payer! La Chambre des cartes n'a pas été construite sur la simple notoriété académique!" Mais j'estime que la situation entourant la carte de dirigeable "La...(READ MORE)

Matte Kudasai 5/16/2019 9:58pm

Billy Sabab

"Shhhhhhh! Keep your head down! Here she comes!" The voice of the bookseller hissed in my ear through the glasses. We were camped out in a coffee shop across the street from large, clean industrial park. Ornate iron fences, palm trees. The crew was relieved that it appeared I was drumming up some much needed work. @Rose Nomenclature walks out the gates, negotiates with a bicycle taxi, hops in, and leaves. With the glasses I can follow her special signature through the tra...(READ MORE)

Araceli 5/14/2019 11:15pm

Jimmy Three-hands

The Araceli had a funny smell. Not a ha-ha funny smell, but a wet dog kind of smell. The sunny shores of the Mermaid Imperium was a great place to let the Araceli air out. Get all that close air of Bakemono Road out of the ship and have a fresh start. The windows and hatches and cargo doors were all left open, while yours truly, Jimmy Three-hands, spent time with the metal detector in the sands, strolling around in my three-legged Bermuda shorts. So it didn't seem right that the ship wo...(READ MORE)

The Mephitis 5/12/2019 10:25pm

choco loni

i've been keeping whirlwind bullets behind my ears, but there's been no need for them as the @doctor argosa's net protocols have been sound, neatly bottling up each thunder devil he snares. nothing much else to shoot at given the civilized nature of the natives. the local authorities have nothing to fear, and we keep the tourists happy with our hourly rentals. so instead i've been using the holiday snaps gun. here's the temple of kukulcan with the mephitis docked nearby. *snap* @captain...(READ MORE)

Eyes Without A Face 5/10/2019 9:01pm

Grace Gearhorn

The five-legged pigcat crawled up @Claira's arm and perched on her shoulder. "Mam. External sensors show minimal turbulence. Like we're standing virtually still." "Then what am I seeing, Mr. Charmers?" "Through all the purple, you're seeing the movement of distant light sources through the Murk. Moving at high speed." "How high, ensign?" "Well... frankly our gauges don't go that high, mam." The furry black creature on @Claira's...(READ MORE)

ol' big balloon 5/8/2019 8:36pm

Cucurbita Pepo

Easily, we fall into the patterns. Manipulating the giant sacred scarecrows becomes second nature for the crew. Though most are below decks, manning the arms and legs with no visibility to the outside world, listening to the calls of the helmsman to execute their maneuvers, the patterns become so predictable they barely need to wait for their orders. Climb from the bed. Morning toilet. Breakfast, commute, office, lunch, followed by more work, commute, dinner, sitting, evening toilet and b...(READ MORE)

Egregore 5/6/2019 8:40pm

Rose Nomenclature

Destiny City, here we come. Mr. Sticks runs a clean, professional operation. The Manse du Mask was a brand new office park, and suite 227 was all floor to ceiling windows and hyper-white interiors. After proving my identity with my papers and a series of previously agreed upon hand signals, I was given an envelope. "This fossilized fish is mighty slim," I said. The agent humored me with a smile. "Address and paperwork for the pickup," she said. I took a bicycl...(READ MORE)

Spatuloso 5/4/2019 7:41pm

Lasso Pout

Despite my best efforts, I have become a bit of a chuckwagon. Awww, I'm not sore about it. The creek beds are swollen on account of the rain, and while the herd can swim though them alright, it was becoming problematic for the chuckwagon. And it's true I've got a might more room in my saddle bags than the average buckaroo. Not quite enough room to drive the chuckwagon in whole hog, but the cowpokes unloaded her into my cargo bay (such as it is), popped the wheels off the wagon, and fit it al...(READ MORE)

Microwave Explosion 5/2/2019 9:30pm

Melvin Splitsturd

I'd wondered how the ship was sustaining the influx of my clones. They just keep popping out of the woodwork! Jolly good bunch! I just can't get enough of them. But the ship had originally come with a crew. Not the biggest crew, to be sure, but we had a full compliment. "What happened to 'em?" I wondered. Well shame on me, because I've found them all, tied up in broom closets, rolled in rope and gagged. I feel sorry for the lot, but, well, there's a lot more of these clones th...(READ MORE)

Golden Stone 4/30/2019 10:47pm

Kurt Stingray

No doubt you recognize me. My audacious brow, my pouty snuzzle, and most importantly, my long, golden locks of simian fur, combed neatly over my head and down into the rest of my luxuriant pelt. That's right, it's me, Kurt Stingray, mascot and spokesmodel for the Golden Stone. I was rescued from one of those cigarette smoking monkey test farms--just like Axel Rose! His hair is kinda like mine, but I feel I'm more like Kurt Russell in his heyday. Don't call it a mullet! It's golden and silk...(READ MORE)

The Flying Comrade 4/28/2019 8:20pm

Ben Tater

The giant guinea pigs blend right in at the Nemo’s, the underground cyberpunk bar. Everybody’s just an avatar, of course. But either it hasn’t occurred to the crew that they could take another form, or it’s some kind of deep-seated strategy. They’ve built their own mods into google voice translate so the rest of the motley patrons just accept them as a pack of giant guinea pig hackers. And they seem content with the virtual hay and pellets. So it looks like we can stay for awhile....(READ MORE)

Albion 4/26/2019 10:28pm

Magnus Arquebus

The Albion has completed its reconnaissance over the spider-infested Texas Toast-domed city of Oak Cliff, and the picture isn't pretty. The White Crab Spiders do not lay webs to trap their prey, but have taken up camouflaged positions in every nook and cranny around the toast dome, and are no doubt working on the weak points of the dome's construction. The spiders themselves are massive, in some cases as large as a VW bus, but their markings make them hard to discern from the golden crusts prot...(READ MORE)

The Useless Precaution 4/24/2019 9:02pm

Count Almaviva

Quindi un abito di pan di zenzero fu creato per il giovane uomo dall'università bruscamente vestito. Era sistemato, con le misure del nastro dorato e le canne da pranzo, e una pasta era rotolata di una tale grandezza che rivaleggiava con il sole che tramontava su un campo di grano dolce e dolce che si estendeva all'infinito. Il suo vestito è stato tagliato dal campo della meraviglia e gli è stato cucito intorno, come avvolgere una mummia dalle case più sante dell'antico Egitto. E la cu...(READ MORE)



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