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01 June 2011

Terrible Arable

"the land/time continuum just ruptured again,"
said the wax man, seemingly unpurturbed.
"I think it's time we defibrillated the globometer."

"Ahrr, cobblestone flock garble. Garlic," replied his half-sister, Sahra.
After her accident with the gobstopper machine, Sahra had become a veritable Frankenstein.
"Sluck, sluckotash. Fifffty burgle-urgle," she continued.

Waximus Waxman the Third ("wax man") was at wit's end.
He decided that if anyone was going to therapose the fluid for the globometer it was he. The main obstacle was going to be distracting Sahra while the omnipresent, omniotic fluid was outside of its container.

The two began a rousing game of Xenotag, as Arthur Frapparelli watched intently from the balcister.

To be c◌̂ntinued...

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