Solarya Cogs and Elder Gods Attack!

Was in Solarya...look at the wonderful steam and gear and cog workings beneath the central park! Oooooo...Earlier, Mr Enoch wanted to show me some monsters he had created for the October Country sim's Lovecraftian-style town. Given my past experiences testing his inventions, you'd think I'd be leery by now. But noooo...I was promptly eaten by Dagon...
And attacked on a bridge by Cthulhu!!!

Calaveras Romp through the Haunted Sims

Mr Goodliffe and I decided to visit as many of the haunted sims as possible that Miss Orr has been regaling us about. We put on our calaveras skins and had a great time! Here's Mr Goodliffe bobbing for apples. I hope he gets a poisoned one! That made me fall out when I tried it at Sleepy Hollow...Truly fun...Here I am on my innertube on the bloodslide at Killtower...
Just hanging around at the haunted factory...
I now realize that I dislike mazes...
We ended our 8 sim tour with a sedate ride on Octoberville's train...until we jumped the track. Mr Goodliffe, your train conductor's license has been revoked!

...And then the Zombies Came

Started my night out in Carntaigh at the Naughty party. I was sorry I had to leave early, but I was invited to a Japanese Festival of the Ages ceremony at the Amatsu Mitsukai Okiya...I heard a call that zombies were on the loose in Regency! I ran down the street from home to the cemetery still dressed in my formalwear, guns at the ready. Caledonian citizens were shooting them down left and right...
And this was the last thing I saw before they bit me...
After having our fill of zombie fighting, I joined Dia at her keep high on her new land in Port Caledon. What a beautiful view of the Firth and surrounding areas she has!
We tp'd Gryffin over and all of us talked about life, work, Caledon, how giggling does not work for any of us, and two ignorant folks who didn't seem to understand that a.) Private land is private land, and b.) Backtalking Dia is a bad, bad idea...

Cthulhu for President?

Hey O'Toole! This one's for you!!!!

A Haunting in Steelhead

Ghosts were summoned by Dr. Mason and appeared at the Bloodwing Foundation's headquarters in Steelhead. He soon found himself with the Grey Lady of Mayfair seahag and the Night Huntsman in his basement, surrounded by an otherworldly mist..."Who dares to summon us?" she said, cackling and swinging the Huntsman's head..."God, I hate this time of year," muttered Sheriff Ortega, who had stopped through to see the commotion. They were also soon joined by Lady Amber and Miss Rothschild, who was a little frightened and hid behind Mr. Hassanov. "You have lost your head, but still have your shotgun?" the Grey Lady asked the Huntsman. "Do you know how much shotguns cost?" the Sheriff said.
There were a few more frights for those there, a disdain for reanimation and corporeal form from the Grey Lady, and a 100-year grudge declaration by the Huntsman for her taking his head before both disappeared into the aether, as mysteriously as they appeared.

Dark Victorian Dance: Let the Madness Commence!

The stars were right and creatures of the otherworld descended upon Cthulhu (aka Schnabel) Grove for a Lovecraftian Party thrown by the Dark Victoria group. Lord Edward looked positively ghoulish at the turntable as his lovely wraith wife Countess Primbroke, and Her Grace Gabrielle Riel, danced before him...Let the slavering begin! Lady Darkling dared me to touch the glowing Yog-Sothoth Avalanche. I thought better of it, knowing bad things would probably befall me...
Old gods and dark folk and wyrms, oh my!
There were tentacles to spare! Cthulhu O'Toole certainly had enough of them to go around!
He later made an appearance as a Mind Flayer and Miss Yith Begonia swirled dancing with hers. More tentacles, hurray! Tiny Cthulhu Goodliffe was threatening to drag folks away--particularly the ladies...
Was it all just a hallucination?