CLOVERI JUST FOUND A 28 LEAF CLOVER. WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
OH OHTHERE'S A VERY TALL AND GLOWING GUEST OCCUPYING OUR LIVING ROOM AND TURNING ALL THE THINGS INSIDE OUT.HOW DO I KICK IT OUT?
CAPTAIN: PHOTOSCOPOROGRAPHYI HAVE DISCOVERED AN ANCIENT POLAROID-PHOTO-SCOPE-CAMERA DEVICE AND SHALL FORCE SNIPPY TO TAKE PHOTOS OF ME FOR YOUR PLEASANTRIES.TELL CAPTAIN WHAT POSE TO STRIKE!
SNIPPY: QUESTIONABLE REALITYI definitely thought about killing Captain, especially after several pranks that were pulled on me like that time when I woke up with a bucket super-glued to my head and declared "iron man".Or that time when Captain made a soup out of my gas mask filters because the broth needed the "Smooth flavour of Snippy" and salt wasn't available... so I had to roam the decaying shopping malls for a new pair.Or that time when Captain pushed me into a watery abyss inside a wooden barrel to celebrate "Niagara falls day".Have my thoughts become so compounded as to finally cause schizophrenia?...Am I a stone throw away from becoming like Pilot, talking to pet rocks and building the Bastion of Captania out of rotting shoe boxes?And if I were to kill Captain who would I have left?I must have been talking out loud like those crazy hobos that lived outside the protectorate dome that communicated with radioactive rain clouds via conversations of interpretive dance, until they were consumed by a famil
ENGIE: PROTOCOL 1-1-3Zee Captain's note of summons had sealed my fate.I felt a cold pull at my stomach. Something else was coming, re-awakened by the presence of Captain.Something worse than the shuffling noises of the red beasts outside. The sound of falling cannonball.Whatever that fleshy monstrosity was, it cared not for me, but it's presence here led ANNIE straight to me....And it came to pass on the morrow, that the goddess in the machine came upon me and she wanted vengeance.She was online, the thermonuclear bombardment of the core databank cube had failed to shut her down.She was still alive, after all these years.The explosive crash-landing of the hunter machine through the old roof drew THEIR attention.I was now between two wild beasts, out for my blood.What was Protocol 1-1-3?Memories of Directorate weapon codes lingered in my mind, poisoning my thought pattern.Could it be?...So this was to be my death.ANNIE had let me know that she
BIOMASS 117: DELAYSDeLays, wE WeRe DeLaYeD.It Is MoSt StAnGe. OuR AvAtArS CoUlD noT fOcUs On CaPtAiN. ThEy CoUlD NoT CatCh It....It Has WaNdeReD OfF InTo ThE DeAD CiTy.ThIs TrIaL Is A MoCkeRy WhEn ThE AcCcusEd CaN JuSt WaLK OfF.ZeE CaPtAiN MuSt HaVe A WeAkNeSs, SoMeWheRe In ThE MeMoRy oF tHeSe ProPerTieS.It WaS DiFfiCulT To TrAcK dOwN AlL InStaNcEs Of CaPtAin.SoMeThiNg WaS InTeRfERiNg WiTh ThE ScAn.SoMeThiNg ThaT DiD NoT BeLoNg iN ThE PaSt.SoMeThiNg ThAt KePt MeDdLiNg WiTh EvErYtHiNg.A WeApOn oF PoWer GrEaTeR ThaN tHe FuRnAcE Of ThE StArS.An EmISsArY oF DeAtH, HiDdEn iN PlaIn SiGht.BuT WhY? WhY DoEs DeAtH ItSeLf PrOtEcT tHe AcCuSeD?We ToOk ToO LoNg. We AsSuMeD tHiS WoRlD wAs InAcTivE.It WaS NoT.The BiOmASs oF ThoUSaNdS CaNnoT NoT CoMpeTe WiTh A pLaNeTaRy DeFeNcE NeTwOrK iN PoSeSsiOn Of OrBiTaL IoN CaNnOns...ThE UnIoN MuSt KnOw.ThEy WiLl NoT Be PleAseD wItH OuR fAiLuRe.
AMBER SNIPPY'S FATE?I've had that dream again.That strange place, so distant, yet so close to my heart. Buildings as tall as mountains.Dead structures, watching with dead eyes. Empty, vast and endless honeycombs of stone and steel. Air filled with gray ashes, always fluttering from the cloudy sky.The black vortex opens up in the sky, descending down to the city. The vortex spiral rips the city apart, bending the air itself, feasting on light, feasting on time.There is a lonely figure standing in the street.No matter how hard I try to make out his or her expression, I cannot. Is there no face there at all? Or perhaps there is a million human faces there, intertwined and flickering in unison, as bright as the light of ten thousand suns?The being stares into the abyss of the vortex.It takes another step towards it, into the horizon of nothingness, into a place where nothing can exist.The stones of the roadway beneath its feet crumble and flutter in t
Devious Journal EntryENGIE KEEPS RAMBLING SOMETHING ABOUT THE TIME-HOLE INSTABILITIES.HOW MANY YEARS IN ZEE FUTURE DO YOU THINK ZEE CAPTAIN PRESIDES IN?
CAPTAIN: CONUNDRUMMINIONS: A GREAT CONUNDRUM.IF SOPA WERE AN ANIMAL, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
SNIPPY: NO ESCAPE?How can I escape fromTHE MONSTROUS ARBITRATOR that wants to lobotomize my brain because of my crimes as "CAPTAIN"?
CAPTAIN: QUESTIONABLE MATHSWHAT'S ZEE BEST GEOMETRIC SHAPE?
104WHAT EXCITING THINGS OF INTEREST WILL OCCUR IN EPISODE 104? MAKE YOUR LITERARY PREDICTIONS IN COMMENTS BELOW AND THEN GO OVER TO THE SITE TO FIND OUT IF YOU WAS CORRECT.
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SNIPPY: die pilot dieIf a Pilot falls dead in the radioactive, frozen wasteland and there is no one around to hear it....do you think Captain would find out it was me?Allright. The rage has consumed me entirely too much.What can I do to relax?
A is for ArachnophobiaA is for Arachnophobia"Bwah!"Having a grown man leap on top of you in the ungodly hours of the morning is hardly the most pleasant way to wake up.... as Charles Snippy now knew from first-hand experience."What," he gasped, winded, shoving Pilot off his chest, "are you doing?!"Pilot let out an infernal screech as he tried to clamber further onto the couch and further onto Snippy, his arms and legs wrapping around the sniper like a monkey."Run, Snippy!" he screeched. "Run for your life!""Run from what?!" All traces of sleepiness now gone, Snippy attempted to prise Pilot off him, but the other had a grip of steel and was clinging like a limpet."It'll eat us alive!" Pilot wailed. "It'll lay eggs in us and they'll hatch out of our eyeballs!""What are you talking about?!" Snippy asked irritably, turning his face away as Pilot began waving his hands madly about. "Stop squirming around! Get off me!"Finally seeming to calm himself down, Pilot crawled off Sni
behindCAPTAIN IS NOW LATE ON ALL THE IMPORTANT THINGS.HOW DO I GET MOAR TIME?