Me and RP got on the last meteor to the planet Lavablob.
A wise choice?
Lavablob is called Earth these days by the cool kids; but way back then, Lavablob was all rocks and lava and nowhere to sit.
The meteor-journey was ass-long and the planet looked completely different from the brochure by the time we got there; not to mention the name change.
But it was fun on the way -- we spent most of the trip in frozen stasis. At least we were supposed to.
We would sneak out onto the rock some nights and play tricks.
Frozen passengers have a high tolerance for getting flung overboard.
(It was an accident!)
We figured out how to steer
See "Changed around midnight" just rolls off the tongue
I may be the loudest but I'm not the one
Just keep looking City; your hero will come
For I'm just a space captain caught on the run
A girl with a twirl says I bought her a pearl?
She's all but forgotten in my little world
It's lightning that calls me away from the pain
"I love you" just gets washed away with the rain
Still, a garden or two and a globe would be nice
A cigar and a wife and whate'er other vice
But that's not for sale, not for me, not for keeps
There's a stir in the night as the ladyfair sleeps
A new day dawns and the sky is all changed
The space captain's gone, but it
The Mexican Wave had lived in this city his whole life.
And he'd seen every last inch.
Well, actually many - but they were all in the one place.
The Last Alley.
Off he went!
And uh oh! There was trouble there. A Ghost attack!
The Ghosts are a notorious F-City gang. They can barely be seen until they strike. They wail and terrify. They scatter your things everywhere. If you find them within 24 hours, you can have them back.
They are motivated only by the haunt.
Mex didn't know what hit him. He fell hard.
It wasn't like him to lose the upper hand.
And now his lucky watch was missing! His grandfather's watch! And the Ghost
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How can you be a time traveller and have no time?
This question always irritated our top-time-traveller Sylvester Wintercoat. He also had no patience for people calling him by his full name and preferred to be called Silver.
You may recall from previous tales that Silver has affiliated himself with a magnificent group called Operation Universifix, whose files you are of course reading, and whose goal is to travel through time fixing all manner of mishaps that, for whatever reason, keep leading to the premature destruction of the universe.
This happens to be a tale from his early days there, shortly a
When I was 30 (and a half! ) I wrote journal for DA that I never published. Half its purpose was to showcase an experimental new design for journals - it needed more work, and the the prototype was never finished - and the journal never-published. Today my deviantART/DeviantArt account enters its third decade of being online, and it seems like a nice day to finally let it run amok. :j Here it is: https://goji.link/creativity/ :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :above: :heart: & :tea: