Apologies

I'm really sorry for missing two weeks in a row after such a long itme of fillers but I'm not feeling great at the moment, so...we just have to wait.

The mystery thickens

With Carrot away behind bars (or more accurately exactly where he was before because we're too scared to approach him) we turn to the difficult question of why he did it. He won't talk (or we're out of earshot), and so this calls for a little detecting. Or, failing that, giving up and pretending I don't care.

And again

Repeat last title

Holiday filler

Mussolini's men

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Crouching Uncle, Hidden Carrot

I finally have a lead: whoever shot Uncle has apparently been hiding out at the old witch's castle- the last known residence of one Dr. Frederico Carrot.
This just got interesting.
No, wait...now. Now it got interesting.

Who needs a supporting cast?

I spent my last few days shaking down the lower members of the Tabooniverse: the woman who got lost in the first season finale, the immgration officer who tried to deport Umi, and good ol' ugly-face himself (don't worry- I used a ten-foot pole.) None of them knew anything- they were all dead.
Some one's being very thorough.

Detectivity

After being shot, Unclepolar was left in a bad way: he had to take a whole eight days to recover (explaining and excusing the missed update yesterday).
But the mystery continues as to who shot him- logically, it must have been an invited guest so they could get into the church. Looking at the guest-list, I found 4 invitees who had a history of being scapegoats.
I mean, carrying weapons.
And so the search is abandoned.
I mean, continued.

The Wedding

Dearly beloved (and Uminus), we are gathered here today to show up the I.D.E.S. O.F. M.A.R.C.H.. If anyone has any reason why these two token characters should not be-
*gunshot*
Random guest: *Gasp!* Uncle's been shot!!

To Be Continued...

Proving a point is the only real reason to marry someone.

The four of the fantastic have washed up on the shores of the edge of the world, dead.
For four seconds before they stopped existing again.
I didn't want to do this, but they've left me no choice, damn it!!
Sammy and Lusa...are getting married!
We're going to show the I.D.E.S. that we're not afraid with a shotgun marriage on wednesday.
Now, go buys lotsa toasters- not only for the wedding but for toastology day!! (Still a year away)

Cream comes in cans now (Or EIGHT DAYS!!!)

Since I could now open a can of cream and it wouldn't go stale before the witch's rulership over me came crashing down over her horribly big ears, I'm going to do just that.
Only, with a can of worms.
And it will probably will get very stale.
And I'll only wait seven days before moving on.
Huh, actually, this is really related to that in any way.
Who knew?

Four of the fantastic

I've decided to hire mercenaries to kill the I.D.E.S.; they're known as the four of the fantastic and their bodies closely resemble the heaviest elements in the periodic table- bascially, they disappiate after four seconds and some don't believe in them.
I'll get those bigots yet!

When you gaze into the abyss

The ides are getting better: I lost a whole hour of my life on saturday- they must be using some sort of telepathic attack.
Fools! Do they not realise that eating away at my thoughts makes them what they claim to hate the most? Mindflayers!

Dr. Carrot and the sorcerer's apprentice

One of the witch's minions tried to persuade to stay in service yesterday.
I responded by feeding her to Dr. Carrot.
Let this be a lesson to you all: Make. More. Advice.

Beware the ides of March

We have figured out who the perpetrator of monday's heinous crime was:
the Indecent Dopey Evolutionary-dead-ends Stupid Orangutans For Mind-flayer Aversion and Really Cruel Hate-crimes! Otherwise known as the I.D.E.S. O.F. M.A.R.C.H.!
A Mind-flayer protest group. Beware them! We must wipe out their bigotry and kill them all!
Death to the ides of March!

Unseen enemy

Someone has been stealing my posts! I know I put one up on monday: this means that the enemy has managed to infiltrate the base and take the post down.
This is possibly the biggest threat we've ever faced people!
Man the stations!
Ready the fire hoses!
And...Prepare the puppets!
THIS. MEANS. WAR.

Can you feel the love tonight?

I've been accused of prejudice, since Sammy, our 'token' minority group character, wasn't included in B.V.: since B.V. counted as a season finale, I've decided that next season Sammy will get a love interest: Lusa.

And now, a blogspot first: the first all-mindflayer kiss ever seen on blogspot.

Bet you wish you knew how they all tied together

Heyall

Now that canonicity has been reshattered, I'd like to point out that any posts in B.V. counted as posts here, even thoigh it meant destroying the universe inbetween the two.

In other news, I will soon be free of the witch that has imprisoned me for so long: I'm thinking we should all have more karaoke to celebrate. And a one and a two and a three:
DO RE MI FAR SO LA TE DO!