Captian's Log To Whomever’s Trying to Kill Me 8 Sep 20234 Sep 2023 The method I myself would and do employ is patience. There really is no need to go through any trouble on my account. Nature will take its course. I'll soon…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Pugilist 7 Aug 2023 Please Read: The Pugilist Excerpt: …from my research that the manifestation of the cultists’ collective belief into a corporeal reality, affecting the mental capacities of all witnesses (note: see if…
Captian's Log Complications 10 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 There can be complications with turning yourself into a moose, the loss of opposable thumbs and ability to speak among them. The antlers were a plus; but you can't type…
Captian's Log Thoughts on the Nature of Truth 24 May 202322 May 2023 Please Read: In Defense of Ignorance https://taletold.wordpress.com/recollection/in-defense-of-ignorance/
Captian's Log Darn It 25 Mar 2023 The wizard cast a ring of fire around himself as the maniacal man in armor stomped into his darkened room. "Why have you come here, knight?" Was knight the right…
Captian's Log Re: The Late Mr. Michaels’ Technique 23 Mar 2023 One often wonders how long one can get away with it. You do something, it is so absurd, so arbitrary, you think, someone will stop you, but no. Especially when…
Captian's Log Extra-Extraordinary 14 Mar 2023 "I wonder…" he said, his voice trailing off as the departing spaceship shrunk into just another pinpoint of light among the nebulous night of stars. "What?" "Well, it's a funny…
Captian's Log Mr. Pennence 25 Jan 2023 "I met with a vampire the other day," I yawned. "Day?" my friend enquired. "Alright," I said. "Late last night, early morning." I stretched and felt a wave of dizziness…
Captian's Log Memo Re: Vampires and Red Shirts 14 Jan 202314 Jan 2023 The vampires should not be let into the left wing. Under no account should any form of invitation to any event in the left wing be advertised. Staff are to…
Captian's Log Shy Ghost 29 Nov 2022 Found the picture on twitter. Made me laugh. I thought back to when Mrs. McCully found me hiding behind the stage. I was what, eight? Children's choir, my first performance.…
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