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A Knockers/Dr T/Ford Prefect Production – Original Story by Jamie Greer The young boy’s head exploded violently for no apparent reason. Layers of adolescent blood and brains caked the nearby walls, only just newly painted last Tuesday. The boy, called … Continue reading
… Trauma in the lead, the others followed the trail he blazed through the wilderness. Trauma rode a fine black steed. It’s muscles glistening in the haze. Tito was mounted on a 12 year-old filly (as is his preference) and Dragon brought up the rear (as is his preference) riding side-saddle on the chicken.
Dragon’s dress flapped in the wind, providing anyone whom was foolish enough to look with a fine view of his scrawny legs. Trauma Groovy’s hair did not move at all… This is a skill unique among the groovy. Continue reading
Hitting solid earth the adventurers had been separated. The place, England. The time (more than likely bloody tea time);
Vindicator pulled himself to his feet with a groan. “The Book!” he looked around frantically. it was gone. He had to find the others and get the book back.
Blade wandered the woods for hours until finally he crossed paths with a group of horsemen. “Hold nave. Or wilts separate thy head from thy body.” He was captured by a roving band of the Sheriffs men. In shackles he was lead back to the castle… probably never to be heard from again (until later) Continue reading
“Move aside! Move aside!” Trauma shouted at the swarms of turbin wearing salesmen. One particularly skinny one with hundreds of wrinkles and only three teeth and smelled of that hot mutton curry held up a chicken in front of Trauma’s path holding up the line as the rest of the group carried out the pilfered goods. “Thanks.” Trauma growled grabbing the poultry and shoving the man several feet back into the crowd but his face. Continue reading