Footman's Logg; Dec 26th, 18XX :Loaded up the cargo

"I have reservations about reconciling a quantum
mechanics thought experiment with Egyptian mythology. More importantly, what
possible threat could superpositioned cats pose?"



The Badger scrunched up his face "and how did that involve the plant exploding? and what about the cemetary?"



I shrugged "No, that was from the pallet of bombs the pengi had left out from Exploding Yak Day, and don't worry about the cemetary, it's in good hands."

We were at the air tower, overseeing the pengi as they loaded the Oroboros.

"but what are you going to do now? what am I going to do?"

"take an extended vacation? I hear Armada's nice this time of year, you should see it at least once."

"but badgers aren't meant to swim, anyway."

"well, go visit the undercity then, it's got dirt, badgers like dirt don't they? "

"bah, I'd rather just get drunk"

Te Badger wandered off, waving hi claw dismissively, as I returned my focus to the pengi, watching #41 kick and warble at a delicate peice of equiptment, most the laboratory apparatuses were going to Harbor Landing for now, I had already taken the Oroboros out of storage, it's living quarters would suffice for now on my travels.

Leaving the pengi to finish packing, I headed to the Gangplank to make sure I was well stocked on supplies, while musing how the pengi had odd holiday traditions.

Footman's Logg; Dec 23th, 18XX :End of Footman Industries

I had been cleaning out old experiemts and equiptment in the plant, when I came across a crate of bombs, ARMED bombs....

After digging myself out of the rubble, I looked across the smoking ruins. I don't think I will rebuild this time, as this location seems to be the target of every would be 'zombie killer' to get their jollys, I'll look for someone else to take over the graveyard, and hopefully not pave it over as it was before, and might take time to travel again for a bit. Fortunatly, most my scientific equiptment, as well as the Anti-Ectotheric Containment Device were in the lab beneath the crypt and were safe, at least until I put the pengi to work loading them onto the Oroboros.

Somehow though, I feel as if I'm back to where I've started...


((OOC: logging on to SL tonight, I found I had 1 day left on my plot in Babbage, and as it has been a very tight week being the holidays, and I still have xmas weekend at my dad's, wich visits to my dad always tend to be more pricey than I'd like, I wouldn't be able to make tier, so, rather than do the mediocre quietly take down any buildings and list the land for sale, so something entirely diferent can replace it, I blew up my plant, and am currently looking to give the land to whoever will A. keep the graveyard, as others do seem to use it, and B, keep it RP friendly, I'd hate to see another generic shop plopped down and the new owners start banning whoever speaks IC within 20 meters of it, eitherway, this is my IC reason, I may rebuild Footman Industries sometime down the line, after the holidays, when the months are kinder to me financially, and I can afford land again, otherwise I may take a short break from SL, as I haven't been on it lately for various reasons anyway))

Footman's Logg; Dec 13th, 18XX

I've largely stayed in either the lab, or my study in the plant, in an effort to avoid most the holiday 'cheer' like my great uncle Ebineezer Scrooge Footman, only with enough devices to keep any spirits of other timelines, or krampuses away, and focus on my work.

The new formula of serum seems to be losing some of it's potency, as my current appearance and need to return to a respirator have been testament to. I haven't been able to atch Miss Macbain to examine her for ill side effects either, but when I last saw, she didn't seem to be in the same condition as I am, but then again, I didn't have to stitch her back together.

I have also attempted work on the new power source again, while aquiring sources has been difficult, possibly due to time of year and the general babbageness of this town, but I've sent pengi outside te walls to aquire more.

I have also pried my nose into this beast business, including returning to the crypt next door. I've come to the conclusion by this point, that the tomb is much older even than the cemetary on my own property, aside from that, more information was found as to the nature of the beast, the site it's self , where the creature emerged from the statue, has some sort of large boxlike contraption over the crossroads nearby, apparantly some sort of very large trap or something. Having not seen the creature myself , I can't say if the thing would hold it much.