Anyways, happy new years, and try not to realize that time is flowing inexorably past you, with no way to return it! Have fun!
Everybody has been saying that 2017 was such an awful year, what with politics, the enviroment, and everybody's favorite celebrities dying off, but everybody forgets that worse years existed. But what if 2016 really was trying to be terrible, but couldn't quite make it for whatever reasons?
Anyways, happy new years, and try not to realize that time is flowing inexorably past you, with no way to return it! Have fun!
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Well, it's that time of the year again. And just to let you know that I am still alive, here's a nice holiday card. Merry christmas/hanukkah/whatever winter festival you might celebrate. Santasaurus doesn't care. Santasaurus gives gifts to all boys 'n girls, whether they want it or not.
Be sure to leave out raw meat for Santasaurus come Christmas Eve. Santasaurus tends to get peckish mid-flight. We... We beat him...
I have no clue how we did it, but we did it... It was difficult, and most the men were down for the count, and the MEUCCCRS was nearly destroyed, and I still couldn't find my firesuit, and we nearly ran out of calcium, but we did it, and just in time too, it seems. This is going to be a tough mess to clean up. Efforts are underway on restoring Mr. SkellyBones to regular size for a more practical lock-up, and there's rubble everywhere. Also, the moon is still on fire. Dr. NumbSkull finally came out of his lab today with a new device he calls the Magical and Electrical UltraCompressor/Concentrator Capture and Release System. Apparently he was too excited to come up with his usual kind of name. He claims the MEUCCCRS (the men call it the Mucus) concentrates natural magical and electrical fields to produce massive amounts of energy, which it releases as energy beams. Hopefully this is the weapon we've been needing to win against this ghastly skull.
Speaking of ghastly, these souls are absorbing the essence of our men and adding the energy to Mr. SkellyBones. Luckily calcium can revive fallen skeletons, but our stores are dangerously low. Mr. SkellyBones must have absorbed a lot of it to grow to his current size. Outlook is uncertain, and time is running short. We can't hold up much longer, although the new weapon does help increase our odds. Sure wish I had my firesuit, though. Well, we finally managed to defeat the giant face pumpkin, and just when we did, something new popped up. A giant skull, encased in one of those little ghastly souls that are always around.
Usually they're always underfoot, and, come to think of it, we haven't really been seeing many of them lately. I guess this is where they went. Strange I didn't see any of this while deep cleaning the caves, though. The giant skull has announced itself. Turns out it's the disembodied head of Mr. SkellyBones, the guy we played "Find the Skull" with before leaving for the moon. We left him here, and he must have made a big mess before combining with the ghastly souls to make this unholy conglomeration. And now he's created a mega-huge thunderstorm. What's worse, we have very little left to fight him with, since we just got through defeating the face pumpkin. Dr. NumbSkull is still in his lab studying trapped magic, and I still don't have my firesuit. I suspect the pumpkins were meant to be a distraction while Mr. SkellyBones gathered his power. This is looking to be a very tough battle, and unless we figure out something good, it might be a long battle as well. Apparently sweeping our problems under the proverbial rug wasn't a good idea.
We'd just come back from battling frankenmonsters, killer clowns, two very angry dinosaurs, and a partridge in a pear tree to find that the dome we used to cover up the face pumpkins wasn't adequate at all. They seem to have agglomerated into one giant pumpkin and vine monster. Dr. Numbskull got very excited about that, and has gone off to experiment some with the effects of bottling up magic. I tried telling him that bottling it up and preventing leakage tends to concentrate magic, and make it more powerful, much like my escapade with the burning moon. I also tried telling him that he already knew about it, since he's the one who outfitted me with the firesuit on the moon, and he just shouted something about "verification" and "field analysis". I don't think he's coming out of his laboratory any time soon. Well, those face pumpkins were really creeping us out, so we decided to just throw a cover over them and hope for the best. Mr. BoneyBoots oversaw the project, while I went back to deep cleaning the caves. Hopefully I'm nearly done with that.
Covering up your problems always works, right? After deep cleaning down in the caves, I came up to find the rest of the troops puzzling over a patch of pumpkins that sprouted up overnight.
They're unsettling. We were all pretty spooked out by these face pumpkins, so we decided to kind of just leave them be for the nonce. They're all smiling, and I think one of them's winking at me. When we returned from the moon, we found the base was a mess, and Mr. SkellyBones (both skull and body) were nowhere to be found. Probably something got in, and took them both.
Of course, since I lit the moon on fire, it's my job to clean up the caves. I probably totally deserve it. They wanted me to take off my awesome space suit, but I really like it. Besides, this way I can keep all that dust and cobwebs from getting in my bones. Well. I may have gotten a little too eager with my flame war, and now the whole moon is on fire, and I may have burned a neat little skull face into it, too.
On the whole moon. Probably visible from Earth. Woops. Yeah, that's my bad. It's magical fire, too, so it's probably not going out anytime soon. |
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