May
8
Posted by Emerson Lighthouse on May 8, 2013 at 7:40am
Albert Rugbottom heard them approaching long before they reached the hotel. “Hold on a moment, Walden,” he said to the gangly teen at his side. The boy, identified as Walden, appeared to be struggling in his effort to balance an item about the size of a large wardrobe trunk wrapped in a bedsheet on a rickety old dolly.
Just then then the double doors to the lobby of his hotel were thrown open. Rugbottom shielded his eyes as...
May
6
Posted by Aeolus Cleanslate on May 6, 2013 at 7:23am
Love this. 1860?!
May
3
Posted by Bookworm Hienrichs on May 3, 2013 at 4:53am ...1 replies
“So who in Babbage would be able to restore his body?” Bookworm mused. “Or did Janus just take it so it would be on hand when he finally does find someone?”
“I believe the latter,” Beryl replied. “But there are a few possibilities that come to mind. Dr. Darien Mason. Grendel Footman.”
Bookworm nodded. “Neither of them are in Babbage very often, though.”
“There’s also Dr. Sonnerstein. ...
May
2
Posted by Bookworm Hienrichs on May 2, 2013 at 5:54pm
Bookworm stirred out of sleep as a knock at her door finally registered. She raised her head groggily and said, “Yes?”
The door opened, and Mrs. Pritchard poked her head in, looking apologetic. “Beryl is at the door. Do you want to speak to him?”
She thought it over a moment. “Yes,” she finally said. “Please tell him I’ll be down in a moment.” Mrs. Pritchard nodded and withdrew.
Turning...
May
1
Posted by Orpheus Angkarn on May 1, 2013 at 10:43am ...2 replies
New Babbage- Early Spring
Morning brought with it many changes across New Babbage. Winter was over, the snows had melted, and another successful Oiling Festival had commenced. Life carried on like usual. The Gangplank crew was off on another adventure. The Urchins rose from their usual hiding spots and went about their daily mischief. The town clocks continued to be wound with great
care and precision....
Apr
30
Posted by Beryl Strifeclaw on April 30, 2013 at 3:36pm ...3 replies
Beryl had felt a feeling of growing dread from the moment he realized what the gathering had been about. The cat knew that not everything Oskir had told them was the truth anymore, but there was something that had always given weight to his words. His sixth sense was telling him to run, but surrounded by friends and urchins?
It took him some time to realize that he had come close to ruining their ceremony. Maddox and...
