and the machine that teleports letters to similar device
There's a machine that negates Post Offices? I shall completely support all steampunk endeavors if they mean I can ship from home.
They're doing it backwards; walking up the down slide.
River ,'Ariel'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Cass - May 30, 2010 2:35:50 pm PDT #20880 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Laga - May 30, 2010 2:37:54 pm PDT #20881 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Or is it merely a facsimilie?
Atropa - May 30, 2010 2:40:12 pm PDT #20882 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
There's a machine that negates Post Offices? I shall completely support all steampunk endeavors if they mean I can ship from home.
It can only send very small things. So, not so great for shipping from home.
Atropa - May 30, 2010 2:48:25 pm PDT #20883 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Okay, first 1,143 words are off to the awesome beta readers. I'm going to go put on some makeup now. Thank you for the cheerleading!
Cass - May 30, 2010 2:48:28 pm PDT #20884 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
If it's not very good at shipping things that can't just be shoved in an envelope, randomly stamped and tossed in a box, you could call it the Cass.
sj - May 30, 2010 2:49:56 pm PDT #20885 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Yay, Jilli! It sounds wonderful!
Miracleman - May 30, 2010 3:17:04 pm PDT #20886 of 30000
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
"Fire, dammit! Why aren't you firing?!"
Justin gesticulated wildly, yet ineffectively, at the approaching horde of brass-bound Ticky-Tocks, the clockwork killers of the dreaded Doctor Bronze. The whirring and clanking of their gear-driven march was growing louder as they advanced, unstoppable, across the marble floor of the Grand Ballroom. Not even the rich velvet curtains covering the windows could muffle the cacophony of their grinding advance.
When no decimating volley of gunfire was forthcoming despite Justin's high-pitched exhortations and wild, yet, as mentioned, ineffective gesticulations, he turned to see what Professor Happenstance was doing.
The professor was hunched over, sweating profusely and working the gears on his hand-held arm-length gatling-style firearm, while the lovely Miss Norrup blew frantically on the embers held in the lower cage of the fire-pack the professor bore on his back. "The flame's gone out!" the professor cried. "There's no pressure for the gun!"
Justin had just enough time to mutter "Bloody steam-driven guns" before his life was snuffed out by a metallic spring-driven hand propelling itself through his skull with terrific force.
Atropa - May 30, 2010 3:31:11 pm PDT #20887 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
marks MM's post for "inspiration".
Miracleman - May 30, 2010 3:32:37 pm PDT #20888 of 30000
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Hee!
Zenkitty - May 30, 2010 3:47:19 pm PDT #20889 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
"Inspiration" is a good name for a dirigible.
Cass, e me your postal addy, and I shall send you a literate simian.