Showing posts with label It's a mad mad mad mad world. Show all posts
Showing posts with label It's a mad mad mad mad world. Show all posts

Sunday, 14 April 2013

Catching Up



Decided to put this in a separate post, since the other was already getting a little long. Time to get up to date on current events before they get any less current…

Sweet Lord, when things happen, they happen all at once.

So in the week I happen to be incommunicado, several things have occurred. Roy killed someone who turned out not to be who she seemed. Creepy McCreeperson has apparently been photographing Spyre in her sleep. Apparently an astral battle also took place. I noticed a commenter called Vikady and I remember deciding to compare them to Arkady. And then Arkady commented. What. He’s still alive!?

I shouldn’t be talking, being Miss False Alarm, but come on.

Anyway, Morningstar still hasn’t suffered a fatal stabbing accident yet, a fairy called Jack took over Carter’s blog and Echo is still alive and has uncovered the smidgen of a sliver of a possibility of a contagion that can kill supernatural creatures, which I am incredibly interested in. Incredibly.

I think that’s most of everything, at least from the blogs that I follow. I wouldn’t be surprised if similar things have been occurring elsewhere. There’s probably a pattern behind these bursts of lull and activity.

Also apparently I’ve been appellated a Sage, in what has to be the most hilariously backhanded manner possible. However offhandly given and fallen into disrepute the title though, I’ll keep it for what it represents, if only out of greed or spite. It means I scare people in general and a veteran proxy in particular. That I’m actually a threat, and what I’m doing is having an impact. That I have, if not the ability, then at least the potential to do so by the reckoning of someone who has just made a very big mistake in admitting it.

So thank you, Fracture.

>: D