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isle not aisle (but related)

Tropp knew there was a danger of being trapped in New Eden forever. Far out, like Planet X. Beyond Pluto even. But did he care? Probably not — in and of himself.

But there was Hidi to think of. Or Hayden. She changes each day. She’s at Rosehaven, in The Waste, at The End of Time, in Nascera. Everywhere the family is, she is too.

But most of all currently, she’s on Dog I. With the Cat.

—–

“If you reopen the passage to Caledonia the water will rise and swallow the island. Let the child decide instead. I decree this from my Coffin World.”

King Tull(y) had already made up his golden mind, inner and outer in resonance. “Did you enjoy the spirits tonight, Great Queen? They sang my molten name loud and clear through the silver fog.” He turned his head. “The child will obey me.”

She didn’t look up from her book. “The old ‘you have yours, I have mine’ routine, then.”

The king coldly simmered a minute before acting again.

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all the stops

April Mae Flowers had always been clamped onto husband Septimius Felton during life. But death freed her. Was she the same as Misty? Sorry to be asking so many questions, but we are at the beginning of something new. Different. Notice the narrow boat again in the background of this post’s first picture? That kind of thing. But quickly masked over by snow and death and gloom. Back to AMF…

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Out of Gaston

“Original form, eh?”

“*Ghost form, yeah,” spoke Bracket. “I died quite a long time ago now.”

Treelor contemplated this. “I can barely remember my original form. Lost — but I remember where I was born. A place called Outlander.” She paused. “Outlander? Something Outside. Outlands? Anyway, it was very green and quite pretty. A valley in the middle of it all. That’s where I came from.”

“Corsica for me. Bracket Islands. Named after me. I was king.”

Treelor continued rocking. “Did you have a queen?”

Bracket Ghost recalled something about a hill. Fivepenny. “I believe so,” he answered after the memory. “But she was underwater.” He remembered something else. “Green. Half woman half fish. Merwoman I suppose. That’s who I was married to. And she… could play a mean game of crocket.”

“Cricket?” Treelor attempted to clarify. “Do you mean the game of cricket?”

“Croquet,” Bracket then corrected himself.” More memories. “Had a mansion.”

“Hmph.”

They rocked for about a half minute in silence, which Treelor then broke. “I suppose we should get somewhere tonight. Gaston is a logical choice. VW and all. Abbey Road and such.”

“Suppose. Awfully laggy there. We may not make it out, hehe.”

“We’ll have to take that chance.”

Bracket checked his landmarks. “Blue house okay?”

“Sure.”

—–

“Maybe we should start here by washing some dishes.”

“Right. Clean up. You better change over. No aliens. Remember?”

—–

“Where’d she go?”

“Crappy damn place.”

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Filed under *Second Life, Gaston, Hana Lei

Further

“I must concur with Lieutenant Spocari, Captain,” pleads 1st Science Officer Dr. I.C. Yourinsides. “All data I’m recieving states that New Eden will be crushed inside the black hole. We must reverse, full speed!”

Tropp stays calm in his chair. “Call me crazy confident, guys, but I think we can do it. One day — Spocari, I.C. — you or someone else of your ilk might be in charge. But not now, not today. This is my decision to make.”

“For-WARD!”

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Gulf 02

I suppose Tropp’s true home will always be New Eden, where he has the most control. However, he always seems to be running for his life from something there.

This part looks like Mars — it isn’t Mars.

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Gaston

“This use to be Chroma’s house, you know.”

“Don’t say.”

“Greg, that is. Ogden. Not the odious Oden fellow.”

“Green, yeah.” She pretend spits on the floor beside the couch. “Disgusting. Red, yellow and blue’s where it’s at.”

“‘Hidden Vilage.'”

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Super Ruby

“I’ve decided I like this role, Axis, and will stay a while here in Middletown with Mr. Babyface and his two goons.”

Half-Axis considered. “You’re not getting back *together* with…”

“Of course not,” Flo cut off. “Banish that from your mind, love. I’m with you now. At least until Xmas. But you’re a changer too. Better go dance up in New Eden to get back to proper form. In fact, I’ll go with you. I need a little break from Cartoon Town.”

—–

She yelled over the music (The Kinks’ “You Really Got Me”) while dancing. “Ahh, this is the life.” She spun around again, then spoke directly over while facing him: “Cross your fingers (she crosses her own fingers here) — I find that treasure before you-know-who gets to it.”

He nodded and continued his frantic gyrations, but the Half-Tropp part remained in place. This was not the right core.

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