“Why’d you call me here, Jason? What’s going on?” I had been wanting to ask the question since I arrived, but one thing or another had kept preventing me from doing so. Now that I had my chance, I was eager to hear what it was that had pulled me from my bed… Eager to hear what it was that had dragged me across 300 miles of freezing wet dirt, broken only by occasional oases of neon and sin.
But I was also slightly apprehensive.
A man needs a good reason to ask that from another man, and a damn … Continue reading
According to this 1up article, the Wii has finally surpassed the 360 as the best selling next-gen (or is it current-gen now?) console as of this month.
This is great news if you’re an old-school Nintendo fanboy like me or my wife. It’s really going to make the next few years very interesting, to see who comes out on top in the long run.
In other news, I’ve decided to permanently place the Dames, Dollars, and Derringers updates on Mondays (at any point in that 24 hours, between midnight sunday evening to midnight monday … Continue reading
It looks like Dames Dollars and Derringers edged out Under the Bed as our choice for our next play-by-blog.
I’m going to spend most of this week preparing, and should have Episode 1 out by Thursday.
I’m going to do something a little different this time. Instead of voting on the main character, like we did last time — this time we’re going to vote on the viewpoint character.
So we did Ward 32 and that worked out pretty well — but now it’s time to vote for what’s next!
Here’s how it’s going to work. I’ll list out the other three candidates from last time and you can all vote on which you’d like to see next.
So what did you think of Ward 32? Do you have any unresolved questions or anything? This would be the place to post what you thought and suggestions you have for next time.
As fast as you can (in your severely weakened condition) you make your way to the room Harold referred to as “the heart” of this place. A short hallway links the heart chamber in front of you to the grand hall behind you. As you walk the length of the hallway, it isn’t until you notice your breath steaming from your mouth that you realize the temperature is falling rapidly.
You and harold dash up the stairs, heading for the roof of the building. The opressive buzzing noise receeds somewhat. It’s still loud, and it’s still annoying, but at least it’s not as bad as it was outside.
The stairwell is similar to those you’re familiar with in everyday buildings with the exception being that you’re pretty certain the stairs are not at right angles to the rest of the building geometry. The overall effect of this is that you quickly lose track of what direction you were facing when you first entered the stairwell.
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Chapter two is preceeded, as you noted before, with a picture of a human skeleton. The lower half of the skeleton seems to be in the process of turning to dust and is blowing away in the wind. Below the image is an eight pointed star — a symbol for absolute chaos. The pages of this chapter are dry and brittle to the touch, and small bits flake away from the edges of the pages as you touch them. You’re surprised that pages as brittle as this didn’t disintegrate entirely when you submerged the book in water.
As a result, … Continue reading
Your choice made, you begin to read through the huge tome. Turning to the first page of chapter 1, you make a surprising discovery! Right before chapter 1 begins is a page that you don’t remember seeing when you first scanned through the book… either it wasn’t there before or the pain and lack of sleep are finally getting to you.
The page is empty except for three short sentences, centered horizontally and vertically on the page. The letters are gilded, and their size and placement are unique for this book. All of this serves to draw your attention, and … Continue reading
Cautiously you take a seat on a rock, facing Harold across the firelight. The night is silent for a moment as you pause to consider the questions you might ask — silence broken only by the crackle of the fire or the occasional cricket song. After that moment, however, you relax and say the first thing that comes to your mind.
“Harold,” the sound that escapes your lips is almost a sob — you manage to get it under control and finish your question “what’s going on? What the hell is the deal with Ward 32?”
“Well that certainly is … Continue reading