Monday, 29 July 2013

The Advent of D.E.M.

The Advent of D. E. M.

Back in London strane lights were dancing over the hills dragons were perched on St Paul's dome and in a famous store vampires and other shoppers were bickering and clawing at each other and the specials as Harrods was having a sales.

In Respite Street people were quietly and efficiently setting up tables in the street to feed the survivors and tallying up the injuries and damages. Some folk were busy chasing Doctor A's pet triffids who had gotten out of his garden when a  wall collapsed and were trying to hide in a patch of shrubs to waylay passerbys in the commons at the end of the street.

Suddenly there was the unusual sound of horse hoofs on asphalt clattering down the street. Some one who seemed to be more or less female was riding a large horse who seemed to have been used as a model by Frank Frazetta towards Sassy and Goldie. The rider was riding a tee shirt with the words Darkover Ghost Wind Dancer on the front and jodphurs tucked improperly into cowboy boots and hair that was mostly silver flowed down from under a samurai style helmet.

"Hello I'm DEM the Divine Emergency Machina and yes that is a pun on Dea Ex Machina! Friends of friends asked me to assist you!"

Sassy peered at the list. Suddenly the name D. E. M. appeared in purple ink with red and gold outlines at the bottom along with a list of skills, very useful relevant weapon skills, experience with swords, naginata, sabres, muskets, archery, rifles, guns, and artillery.

"Are there going to be any more last minute additions to this or can we finally get to a battle scene?" asked Goldie.

Next ... yes finally a battle scene !

Thursday, 18 July 2013

Powering UP

Powering up

If rock could steam Teckelstein would look like a comet.

At the moment the shields were glowing various engines were throbbing humming vibrating shaking and overloading. Psionic amplifier crystals blazed as if stars were in their hearts or whole galaxies and perhaps given the strange places the crystals had been collected across the multiverse perhaps some of those  stones did hold astronomical entities. The improbability drive was shivering rainbows. Out in the  streets plazas squares and other public gathering places the residents of Teckelstein were gathering to sing and pray since many of those devices were sensitive to thoughts and notions and wishes of love faith and hope.

Friendly dragons were firing up odd steam devices covered with symbols of inlay mithril and othr mythical magical metals.

A flight of bluebirds was circling the  central lake shedding blessings. Phoenixes were donating plumage for great workings and amongst all this one small black and tan hound studied the skies as Teckelstein moved across around or through subspace the shattered wreckage of forgotten worlds hyperspace and high places unspace and chaotic places and strange voids racing towards Earth and its sun powering up for the leap to the Node.

Gentle reades of all the strange devices and technologies and machinery Teckelsteins use the most powerful of all is the improbability drive for it works on an influx of love faith and hope a trinity more powerful than science or magic so as our characters and plot lines slowly converge to a final battle send you your wishes prayers and thoughts and repeat the magic words.



Wednesday, 3 July 2013

Two Englishmen

Two Englishmen

... mmm ... well one's sorta Anglo-Irish but ...

In a place that is between worlds even when worlds converge there is a wood full of ponds that are portals in one section but there is also beyond a small pond and river a village and in that village a house on a hill with a large tree in the garden framing a view of a distant mountain. In that house two English men were having afternoon tea. There was ham and cheese and sandwiches and scones and berries and cream and a pot of tea which was always the right temperature and coffee that was never bitter and other delights. One of them had a pipe full of tobacco which never made you sick and really did have a fragant aroma and was blowing smoke rings. The other was looking out the window.Their wives who were out in the garden tending herbs waved up at him.

"Jack the mail is about to arrive!"

A moment later a very large pigeon wearing a WWII pilots cap came through the window and perched on the tea tables edge patiently waiting for an reward of hot buttered scone as the man called jack untied the message scroll from the bird.

"Ron duty calls!"

The two men got up from the teatable donned sensible woollen jackets with really useful deep pockets and picked up walking sticks made of a wood from a tree of the sort spirits dwell in and stranger creatures.

A small unicorn tossed its mane at them in greeting as they crossed into the forest and approached a pond from  which steam was rising. It showed a mass of swirling red and black clouds and a planetoid surrounded by a force field appraoching Earths sun with ramscoops extended to collect plasma to restart fusion reactors and odder devices .

"Mmm Teckelstein's powering up for something."

Next powering up ...

Monday, 1 July 2013

Back Soon Gentlebeings

A NORMAL which is probably NOT the RIGHT WORD posting schedule will presume soon. Your scribe has been dealing with a death ib the family and is feeling functionally numb. She has however been rereading prior oosts and invites you to do the same .... Meanwhile over on Respite Street people are getting ready for a big fight scene ...and in Teckelstein .... Next time ....