#reverend mike

[bishop-percival]

@stuckinuniformdevelopmemt

[text] How do you destroy a soul?

[text] Become a necromancer. Or a demon. Otherwise, there are a couple rituals out there. Most of them are pretty advanced and risky, though.

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

Teddy received a text from Reverend Mike a few minutes after seven.

[text] Hey. Heads up that Miriam and Percival summoned a ghost last night and that he’s here to stay. His name is Cas and he used to be a deacon. I’m leaving for my mission right now but I’ll get you an anti-possession talisman when I get back. So until then try to get along with him. He can be a pretty decent guy, shouldn’t be too hard. 

[text] If you feel the need to leave tailoring duties early, please do so if it means avoiding Sam.

[text] 👍

[text] Is there anything else I should do?

[evilmadscientistwizard]

The Glornch’s congregation had swelled after Bishop Percival beat Commander Peepers. Yet the vast majority of them were only curious onlookers. As the year went by interest dwindled until only a small fraction of watchdogs remained, who were genuinely interested in the Glornch. (Although with how small it was it still experienced significant growth.)

Professor Trismegistus was the first new member. They rushed over immediately after the fight, only to be turned away and given visiting hours. But they were back on Monday!. …Only to fruitlessly camp out at the entrance until visiting hours ended. Then they fruitlessly spent a few more hours trying to break in before deciding to come back on Tuesday.

Why were they so desperate? It was because they were fully prepared to spend the rest of their life chasing after the faint remains of the supernatural, all in hopes of gaining magical power. But who would do all that when they could get close to a wizard and learn his secrets? Or a witch? Or a scholar? Or another scientist who proved that even an otherwise powerless watchdog could summon demons with the right knowledge?

Professor Trismegistus quickly became a dedicated member of the Glornch despite their questionable faith in Glorn. Once they were initiated— and given access to the library— they passionately threw themselves into studying magic. And when they weren’t doing that they were rushing towards any supernatural occurrences they could find.

That is why they had to speak to Mike before he left: Because he was both the most knowledgable about the Glornch’s going ons and the most powerful member who was unlikely to brush them off. Fortunately, they happened to spot him right as he was pulling suitcases out of his room.

“Ah! Reverend Mike! It's so good to see you!” Professor Trismegistus yelled and waved as they trotted up to him. “Would you like help with your luggage?”

They made no attempt to conceal their ulterior motives. Yet they had a hunch that he won’t mind.

@bishop-percival

[albertbutyoucancallmebert]

@stuckinuniformdevelopment

(prev) [text] Mike, don’t you remember what I did to the Blade of Dragon’s Breath? Who said I won’t? [text] I’ll send you my findings later Bert. [text] Hide the metal from me lol [text] How has your research gone?

[Bert] Ah… I haven’t found much that would be useful to us yet.

[Bert] A lot of it is just… Failed experiments.

[Bert] I wish I could say I’ve done more to help our cause, but… I’ve been quite busy. And reading through this isn’t the most fun.

[Mike] I can help read through some stuff.

[Bert] No.

[blondebabebillie]

[geekgirl78]

[page-28]

That Def Jam jacket

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

They were grating.

(StuckInUniformDevelopment)

I'm lucky to have you and Eddie.

Glad to hear it!

...So, erm, what brought this on?

[churchofsatannews]

The Metro #717

This week on The Metro, Rev. Jeff Ivins is back from his 2 week break and brings you the following bands for your time trip to the 1980s: The Cure, Cyndi Lauper, Paul Young, Alexander O’Neal, Tears For Fears, Thompson Twins, Kool & The Gang, Josie Cotton, Berlin, Laura Branigan, Mike + The Mechanics, Spandau Ballet, Culture Club, ABC, and finishing off with some Bangles. Stream The Metro…

[djregular]

What's Good Preview

Lotta good stuff coming up for Friday's edition of my weekly new music blog, and it's only Wednesday. You want moody and heavy ladies? I got you:

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You wanna fall in love? I got you.

Be sure to visit my Cohost this Friday for the whole scoop, including playlists for your ease of listening.

[bishop-percival]

A text from Teddy arrived a bit before the Skullship’s clocks would strike four.

[text] When will you be back?

It took Mike about an hour to respond. Any communication with him while he was away took a while.

[text] Three days from now, if everything goes smoothly. Why?

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

@bishop-percival

(Previous) [text] …If you don’t think he’ll be a liability, sure. [text] In other totally unrelated news, I will be sending Amy off on her month-long study abroad as part of her ordination soon.

[text] Ideally he’d stay at a distance while I keep their attention on me.

[text] Would you like to help?

[text] I’m sure Amy’s excited.

[evilmadscientistwizard]

@bishop-percival

(Previous) Mike was glad yet unsurprised that Tris was keen enough to pick up on what he was hinting at. He gave a low effort wave and a “see ya” as the doors closed. He continued his way up and to the Glornch’s main entrance to say his farewells to his sister and Bishop Percival, who were waiting for him there. While in the elevator, Mike made it a point to text Teddy to warn him that the Glornch had a ghost and that when he got back he’d give him an anti-possession talisman. Mike was glad to have Cas back, but… not so much as a ghost. Ghosts presented some unique security risks. And the fact that Miriam and Percival were able to do such a thing was a little worrying for a number of reasons. But Mike shook his head, not wanting these worries to weigh on his mind right now. He wanted to focus on his mission. The hallway that Professor Trismegistus was in was quiet, but it wasn’t empty. Indeed, the ghost deacon Cas was lurking about, following and examining this stranger as they searched for him. He was excited to introduce himself to them, but of course being the trickster he was, he wasn’t just going to reveal himself and say hi. He had to do something silly. He would’ve liked to possess one of the deacons who were sleeping in, but unfortunately it seemed that someone maintained a pretty good salt barrier around the quarters to keep miscellaneous spirits out, which also barred Cas. Next, he wondered if he could possess this new person. But they seemed healthy and alert enough, so probably not. Then, Cas thought of an interesting idea: what would happen if he possessed their glass? And so he attempted it, successfully. Tris’ glass suddenly felt cold to the touch. Unfortunately, all Cas could really do as this particular object was jiggle, so he jiggled with all his might.

At first Professor Trismegistus assumed that their glass was slipping off and reached to correct them. But then they dodged their hands in an improbable jerky motion.

“Cheers!” They yelled while pumping their fists in the air. “The ghost is real!”

They laughed in delight as the spirit wiggled their glass. Yet it didn’t take long until their boundless enthusiasm started to run dry. Their giggling was replaced by an exponentially growing set of frustrated groans and curses.

Finally, Professor Trismegistus clenched their fists and yelled, with a stomp for emphasis, “ENOUGH!” They wrestled for control of their glass while squeezing their eye shut in exertion.

“Is that the best you can do!? Look at these sprinklers!” Tris made a sweeping gesture towards the ceiling. Then they flung their hands towards the walls. “Look at these candles! Look at these creepy paintings!”

Then they pulled their sleeve back. “And what’s the use of wearing an analog watch when it doesn’t go wild in the midst of supernatural phenomenon!? There’s all these options and you just-! You just make it so my eye can’t focus on anything cool!”

Once Professor Trismegistus got it all out they let out a deep, long-suffering sigh and grabbed their glass in a vice grip. “Such a boring ghost...”

[v0id-c0rroded]

Britt Allcroft, creator of the Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends TV series, has died.

We must thank her for enriching and influencing all of our childhoods. It was she who persuaded the most guarded and stubborn of characters, our Reverend Awdry, to bring his books to life. No mean feat when the Rev had veteod this premonition at evey turn, but Britt knew what she wanted to create and had the confidence and grit to bring Awdry on board.

It was also her plan to have Ringo Starr narrate it right from the beginning. She specifically wanted it to be him. And more magic was weaved, via the appointment of two musicians (Mike O'Donnell and Junior Campbell) with necessary Starr connections. Ringo would stay aboard for the first two series in 1984 and 1986, but these probably remain the most iconic of the lot.

Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends is firmly embedded in our psyche and has had a long lasting influence to just about everyone you know. Obviously those of us with a railway interest will carry it with us in particular, but you only have to look at its presence in online meme culture to understand how significant an impression it made to multiple generations.

Britt, thank you. RIP

[blondebabebillie]

[geekgirl78]