DMDM's Strange Aeons

Game Master Douglas Muir 406

Not yet. Watch this space.

Doug M.

Watching.

How about now?

Dot!

Watching intensifies.

The Gods are watching.

Dot.

Huh? But, dot, I guess?

Watching in a very watchingly manner.

dot?

But who watches the watchfolk?

DMDM?! I pity those who get thrown into his meatgrinder, all that remains is the wailing tattered remains of hopes and dreams.*sob*

Dervak rattles his chains in the asylum basement. He thought he had found a group of companions to escape with, but that dream evaporated all too soon. He remains trapped here... Waiting for a reality that will persist...

But who watches the watchfolk?

We will have to watch each other.

But who watches the watchfolk?

The watchers watch the watched, while the watched watch the watchers.

And oh yeah DOT.

The dark tentacles crawl forward toward the light...the rebirth of pure evil crawls forth from the slime...but just as suddenly gets dragged back into the depths. It's watching you all... :]

And dot...looking forward to it!

Well, we now have six players plus an alternate/backup. So I think recruitment is done for now.

Play should start in a couple of days.

Doug M.

Interesting...

Not sure what happened, have fun all the same.

What just happened here? Who's in? Who's out? I am so lost.

Recruitment took place offthread. I created this thread in case it might be needed; it wasn't.

Doug M.

This recruitment was all a dream...

What a strange Aeon thread.