Welcome to S2's OOC thread, folks. You get the banner I made in case of a new game board, and this Lord Huron song, because I am doing my best not to stray from English folk songs, but, well. Yes.

Feel free to settle in and scuff about, new threads incoming.

*slinks out of bed in the dead of night*
*sneaks downstairs for a cheeky snack*
*finds lights on, everyone up*

Uhm. Hi.

*brings in some popcorn*

Hello!

Now you're talking!

*proceeds to stuff face*

[distributes the marchpane]

All right. That's all threads at least started off - Vicar, I will try to get hold of the others on yours when it's not 1am, and do some minor shunting if they don't subsequently show up. Really hope they haven't buggered off. I think that's it, save to say that all threads are connected offscreen, so no-one attempt to push any time skips/be aware there might be some odd pacing ahead. I hope not to be quite so slow going forwards, but I am so busy at present I tell myself I'll get to things tomorrow/tonight and then have the wit and concentration of old lemon peel. Right now I can't even type straight, so...'night all.

For whatever it's worth, I'll say I'm having wild fun on mine thread, and for the avoidance of spoilers, only that it involves chamber pots ;P

Looking forward to more fun/meeting all of you fine gentlefolk!

I had some kind of witty observation here, but my brain is making fishtank noises. My apologies. Poking elsewhere is done. I'm going to go to bed...

Maggie turns up with a bucket of beer and a clutch of tankards.

Hello, old friends and greetings to Kitty. I’m certain her mother has held Maggie up as an object lesson of how not to behave,

Oh! Love the banner!
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That oak really is in Somerset!

Dropping a note here to wave to Maggie, whimper slightly at having to be up early tomorrow to have a chance at getting food before attending to the committments pushed into the weekend by the sheer volume of work, and say that the Doctor has been seen! Gosh I hate that players can't see others' login days any more.

Real life's been chewing on that player, too, but I got a note the morning after posting for him in desperation (as per Absence Policy). This makes Long Tom - last seen trying to move before a spate of storms - now our only missing player.

Maggie's sincere attempts at Ladylike Deportment with an agitated guardian around reminded me of the last panel here: http://www.harkavagrant.com/index.php?id=176

Hello Maggie! Glad you're back!

Considering Kitty's current, uhm, predicament,



, I find this utterly unrelatable.

*nervous laughter*

Welcome to Wyzenwood and Scorch Norton in spring: we have Subtext.

Note to say that Tom has been sighted alive and well if not well-supplied with internets, and that I'll prod the Doc with his week's warning and shunt that thread a little if he doesn't show up by this time tomorrow.

I'm amused that Maggie, the level-headed party in terms of the practicality of setting fire to damp woodland last time the forbidden topic of trying to bring fire into the Wyzenwood came up, is now suggesting trying to set fire to a ditch. It's understandable that thinking clearly is a challenge at present, but still, that's funny...

We just have to wait a couple hundred years, then hit the damn thing with a fuel-air bomb.