 ~Sometime in the future~ Orpheus sat at Loki's, sipping at would most assuredly be his last absinthe ever. Across the street he could see some of the townspeople trying to fight off the creatures now flooding into our universe from beyond the Aether. "Well, old boy," he said to his glass, "we've failed. The city has fallen, and we are all dead men." While he sat there,... |
 Well before dawn, a slight figure slipped quietly out of the Imperial Theatre. Though the moon was up, and only a little past full, its light was well dimmed by the haze prevalent in the skies above New Babbage. The figure moved in shadows, with a care for where it placed its feet, making no noise even on areas of well-packed snow. Only occasionally did light from one of the... |
 Dear Professor Westbridge, By the time you receive this correspondence there is a distinct possibility that I and the rest of New-Babbage will have been destroyed. We are at a pivotal point in proceedings and the results of the next few days could well decide the future of New-Babbage and perhaps even the world. You may remember... |
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Orpheus slid into the empty booth at Loki's, ordered his usual cocktail, and pulled out the blank journal he had made a habit of carrying. A lot had happened recently, and he needed to write. Where to begin, where to begin.... Oh yes, of course. I recently stumbled upon a mystery tied quite closely to the Dark Aether. A member of the Van Creed was found hanging from a rope inside... |
Orpheus stood in the lobby of the University building enjoying a hot cup of coffee. Doctor Sonnerstein's class on cryptobiology had just concluded and everyone was gathering for fellowship. Gadget of course had planted himself right next to the dessert table and had already finished 4 slices of pie. As Mr. Smythe left, Orpheus had the strange urge to follow him. Once outside, Orpheus... |
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 Tepic Harlequin had been invited to the Lionhearts home, and with an offer to be fed forever, so that he could help in finding Arnold...wherever the cat had happened to be and no one had been able to provide a good answer for that yet... "Metier's ghost said nowhere. Kristos says in the void at the end of things. I am not sure which is correct, and according to Phaedra, we need a mirror... |
 Because I still very much love my Brewery and got a tiny bit bored at work today I searched for more pics of it. And it seems like now there are a pleatora of them. Two in Particular I wanted to point out. |
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 I hear a voice screaming in the distance as I am being thrown to and fro. How odd, This should not be happening in a dream should it? The voice fades in the distance and the motion grows less violent as I watch the crabs in Babbage follow me as I walk through the town. I hear the bells pealing and see the glow of a fire as I wander, wander, wander. I come across a grave... |
 ((Private journal entry, but feel free to comment!)) I talked to Gadget again while I could still find him in the hospital. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything of what happened to him in the hands of the Van Creed, so there's no knowing how much information they got from him about his automata. I knew we should have kept questioning him him the night we rescued him... |
 My name is Zanya, and I remember my first visit to New Babbage some months ago. I was visiting my beloved little gypsy, Lynn Mimistrobell, a refugee of the destruction of Cala Mondrago, who had just gotten a small apartment in the city. While visiting, I heard that Baron Klaus Wulfenbach himself was in attendance at a riotous display of feminine pugilism. I was intrigued, and hoping I... |
