“Maybe we should both be time traveling Blue Feather Douglas in this saga.”
“Past, present, future,” Tracy Austin agrees, wondering if she should have her baby before or after the production.
—–
The poor, pitiful sob, she thinks while staring back across the circle.
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“And the little house beyond?”
“Phillips.”
—–
The horse leads, the horse tells.
Doors opening.
A man, a woman (sort of). A shallow grave.
So close.
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“His name was Boaz and he was a noble deer and he didn’t deserve to get shot and die.” Your Mama’s tone displayed anger and bitterness. As usual.
Channeling, thought Raggy. Always forget she can do that. He glanced over at the other deer head mounted on the far side of the fireplace. “How about the white one?”
YM closed her eyes, getting in contact with the Great Beyond again. “Viola. Boaz’s mate. Played him like a violin. Or viola I suppose, hee. But they were together at the end. That’s how they ended up here… together. Two stone with one bird.” She snorted and stared over. “Weren’t faster than a speeding bullet, you see.”
“I see,” Raggy followed quickly, trying to steer the conversation away from something that would agitate her further. “When’s the 1st gig?” he then decided to say.
“You know when it is, Raggy. You’re just trying to switch subjects.”
“Yeah,” he admitted. “Tomorrow. At 3. You ready?”
Another snort, combined with a bitter chuckle. “Of course I’m ready. Are *you* ready?”
“I’m not in this one. They don’t need a jester to warm you up here.”
“Jeston the Jester,” she recited. “Remind me how that works again?”
He sits up, looks out the smoky windows at the waterfall in morning light. “Dawn’s breaking,” he said distantly with neutral, cracking voice (as usual). “You better get some sleep. Big day tomorrow.”
“Phillips coming, I know.”
Phillips coming! thought Raggy, off the hook at last.
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“We’re here.”
“Super.” Your Mama then turned toward Raggy. “Got any more of those ham sandwiches around? I’m ravished.”
“Careful with those. You know what…”
“I know, I know. That’s why I’m *here*.”
—–
“I wonder what’s this way?” she voiced defiantly.
“Care-ful.”
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“Well, Grassy. I’m here. What next?”
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“Well, that was interesting (*burp*). Any more editions of this magazine, Librarian Bean?”
—–
“We call her Gassy.”
“You mean Grassy,” the male Baker responded to the female Baker, who just rode into town. Collagesitytown.
“No. Gassy is different. Tillie I think her actual name is. *That’s* the one I want to play. That’s the one I want to start with. If Karl isn’t available.”
“Lemme check.” Baker Bloch opens the Big Book of Avatars in front of him. “I have perhaps as much as 50 percent assigned to myself.”
“Of course.”
“And Wheeler has another big chunk. Perhaps 25 percent.”
“Yep.”
He keeps flipping. “That leaves 25 percent to divide up with the rest of the, let’s see, 8 remaining core avatars.”
Baker Blinker counts them off on her 10 fingers. “You, me, Hucka, Karoz, Tropp, Wheeler — or Treelor I suppose, Grassy — *not* Gassy again (smile), then Spongeberg the Destroyer, then Roger Pine Ridge, then, let’s see, Lockfry. How many is that?”
“Counting them in my head now (pause): that’s it (!)” He gently shuts the dusty tome, looks out at the Rubi Woods, then back. “Well, just think about it. I’m so happy you and Karoz have found a way to work yourselves back into the ever evolving Collagesity storylines.” He looks her over; notes the differences from before. “Partial assimilation, eh?”
Baker Blinker nods. “It is. We may yet be able to return Collagesity to its glorious past — defeat Wheeler at her own game.”
“Wrestling?”
“Maybe even tennis.”
“Polo.”
“Marco.”
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The TILE Clown waited patiently in the last remaining bit of Mystenopolis for the return of Spongeberg the Destroyer.
But, really, there was no one left here.
Tillie had gone to the wrong location.
Spongeberg now lives in the woods.
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This is a shot of downtown Notherton, a former Mossman hot bed of action and adventure. Now deserted, supposedly. Main Mossman (Mossmain?) Gene Fade has stated he use to work in its metropolitan area in a 5 sided mall managing a cappery.* I believe his store sold the equivalent of our baseball caps, or at least that was the most popular item. He mentioned a game like baseball, but with extra bases and some other different stuff. Have to look all that up from the Baker Blinker Blog again; the game of Whack-Bat from Fantastic Mr. Fox comes to mind. So much to comb through in these blogs now (!).
Notherton is in Frank Park across The Greenway from nearby Mocksity, another important Mossman community.
And this is the road leading to Gene Fade’s Mountain to the west, where he was born and raised before moving to Notherton. This is the very highway Gene Fade walked all the way from Jupiter Rock to downtown Notherton after a critical argument with his parents about the TILE religion. You see, Gene Fade desired to become a Tilist and his parents disapproved. He went back to Jupiter Rock, but it was never the same for him. He had opened the box to discover the rest of his life.
—–
“Baseball again, Wheeler. Cappery. Obviously connected to Mmmmmm Grassy Noll’s sighting of Mossman Gene Fade over in Smoky with the big baseball and all. Kind of an interesting sim name, actually.”
“Smokey Ordinary, yes,” spoke Wheeler across from Baker Bloch at the Table. He was still dressed up as guru hobo Turchin McGurchin, counsel to Fair Ruby, friend to the cause of Max, warner of things to come. “Smoky Bottom. Beauty… Lovely. Do we know of the 3d Venus yet? Speaking for the whole.”
“No.” Through sunken hobo eyes, he stared fixedly at her. This could be 3d. This could be 3rd.
“What of Yarn Knob? You — or Turchin McGurchin I suppose — warned of the coming of toys. Does this represent the end of Our Second Lyfe?”
Baker Bloch as Turchin McGurchin looked around. “Apparently not.”
“What next?” Wheeler came back quickly.
Baker stared again. “Who are you?”
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The Julia House here on Artist Alley would have been perfect for Karoz and Baker Blinker during their stay in Collagesity. But it was best Wheeler moved it to Green Squirrel and Huma’s property over in Asha to protect the Rosehaven Yarn Shop. Soon to be just Yarn Shop, because toys are coming: Yarn Knob, etc.
50 extra prims for the town, though. What will I do with it?
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Sunklands 