Robertson screwdriver owner, believer in the value of personal-scale computing and skeptic of the value of computing scales any larger than that
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Robertson screwdriver owner, believer in the value of personal-scale computing and skeptic of the value of computing scales any larger than that
(previously […]
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...but it all worked out in the end.
It got a bit damp on the way home...
Feels a bit like everyone we know went out to spend the day in a forest this year. We did too: Rouge National Urban Park, about 45 minutes out of town. Lovely deciduous forest, light underbrush under a tall canopy, nicely cleared trails. It started raining […]
And that's a wreck! Nobody fucks off into the sea but Cornelia fucks off to her publisher with a freshly finished manuscript and a concluding narrative straight to camera. Roll credits!
Well that was a downright delight. Thank you for hosting, @Taweret ! Thank you, #monsterdon maniacs, for a […]
A confrontation! The Bat sneaks into the hidden room to crack the safe; the officer on duty activates the door, taking cover and pulling his gun; but he is overcome, missing at close to point blank range and taking a bullet from The Bat's own weapon in turn! But just as our protagonist is […]
"Didn't you say the chain was off the lock?"
"I did."
"Maybe Miss Van Garter is outside?"
"Oh, she never would!"
because all the bats are outside, you see, now that the one indoor bat has been removed from the premises
Body count: 4
Price enters into his office, automatic at the ready, to brace The Bat setting the stage for a fake suicide, revealing to the audience that both are villains but not stained with the villainy that we expect! Price monologues his plan to kill The Bat and make truth of the false confession sign […]
(Moorehead's stupendous braid deserves its own credit in this production)
Enter Price through the front door - dishevelled, distraught, disoriented..? He bring with him only a paper-thin pretext, a minor head injury, and absolutely zero adorable fuzzy little bats in his black doctors bag.
Body count: 3
Suddenly, Dale is Batted!! The Bat dashes past her, racing down the staircase in hot pursuit of Judy! With one vicious pounce The Bat tears out Judy's throat on the staircase, instantly snuffing out the life of the innocent young girl with crucial testimony to deliver in a court case, now never […]
"Where's that police man??"
"Oh I don't know, something must have happened to him."
ACAB (all cops are bats)
This Bat character is far too comfortable manipulating doorknobs and flashlights and whatnot with inch-long steel talons for me to believe that he has no prior experience working with long fingernails.
Or perhaps... SHE..!??! Hath we a murderess???
(no probably not)
Very sensible precaution there, handing out flashlights. I recommend an Emisar D2 single-channel with a Loneoceans Lume1 hybrid buck/boost LED driver, dual-fuel so it can use LiIon as well as NiMH battery chemistries - good beam shape, high CRI so it's useful for telling murderous criminals […]
The trilby sneak has snuck his last snook - what a grisly end, to end up throatless and shoved in a locker. No doubt also now without his lunch money, viciously be-wedgied too.
A shady character in a trilby sneaks in while our author is occupied thinking and dining à trois. What's this, our sneak guest slides a grandfather clock aside, revealing a small hidden nook behind it..? And emerging from the shadows behind him, the cruelly clawed hand and shadowy silhouette of […]
Oho, our mystery author in residence is hitting a little too close to home! However shall our cold-blooded man Price outmanoeuvre her without letting on that they have become adversaries, wit against wit unwittingly?