11.05.18XX: Meeting at the Asylum

I had been in the observatory, trying to make out words in the burnt Book of Dagon, when I heard croaking in the distance again, loaded my pistol and ventured out, I made my way over to the asylum to see this patient Dr. Vartanian had mentioned, a moreu opened the door, he had an ill looking urchin with a fox tail (possibly moreu descent) wheo was bleeding from her nose and trying to state how one of the fishmen was after her. Apparantly she had an affliction and needed regular medication, wich she collapsed before she could take it or I could ask the nature of her affliciton. Preparing one of my own syringes, I administered the medication she had produced to her, and was asking the morau if there was an available cot when Vartanian and Carnegak entered, one from I assume deeper in the asylum, and the shorter one from outside. They lead the way to a well furnished room, and i placed the comatose urchin on the couch as we discussed the fishmen more. Carnegak seemed to have a fair knowledge of the Deep Ones. He had apparantly tried to capture one utilizing a type of pack, wich sounded similar to my anti-ectotheric lightning packs, but based on principles of aetheric frequencies instead. Unfortunatly, the warrens were burnt in the fight, though the commotion did allow the urchins inside to escape, and the deep one apparantly did not like the flames. The short man stated he simply needed to adjust the frequencies of his pack. While we were discussion the fishmen, there was a loud commotion upstairs, causing Dr. Vartanian and the moreu, Mr. Fade to go handle it, eventually they started calling for me to come up as the urchin was just waking up again. I went upstairs and after some time attempting to navigate the doors, found them, with a straitjacketed, squirming man, lots of blood and brine, and Mr. Fade with a squid attached to his face. The man, Moundshroud, was the patient mentioned to me previously, This time, rather than vomiting squid, he apparantly launched them from his newly vacated eye sockets,. I gave some of the balm I had to Vartanian to spread on the man's eye sockets as i prepared bandages. The man was ranting, but apparantly knew of the Deep Ones, his eyes were taken because he had 'seen too many of their wonders' by an 'angel' and ranted also of visions of the deep ones , ruins, the angel again (unclear if it was a cloud angel) and wheels of fire with nine eyes. I wanted to ask more, but he flopped to the floor and just remained silent, unwilling to say more, or finally in shock from the removal of his eyes. I aided Fade and Vartanian in hauling Moundshroud to his cell. and Mr. Fade procured a bucket and began to try cleaning all the blood as the asylum nurse arrived, Miss Quinn. She was apparantly blond. and asked if there was a mrs. Footman, to wich I mention the last woman with that name likely is still divided into millions of atoms, then a door hit me. At this point, I decided it would be a good idea to return home and work on the repairs.

nov 3rd, 18XX, after the grand tour

I was in the observatory, flipping through the charred pages of the Book of Dagon to find something legible about the deep ones (that wasn't burnt to a crisp) when I heard a racket from outside. I went out to the observation deck to see one of the deep ones destroying my sign, ripping up my flagstones, and being a general nusiance. then....it ate Fritzy! the poor little pooch only managed a bare couple weeks of unlife before being eaten. I went back in and searched my desk for the revolver, adnidst more smashing sounds from outside. (naturally the iron pengi were all out on another one of their 'national holidays' of drinking heavily and starting fights.) Finding the pistol, I went back out to the decking and tried to fire at the creature, to at least drive it off. it ignored my shots as it happily clawed at the observatory doors while people from the asylum next door shouted words of encouragement (or possibly curses, as there may have been a few ricochetes) Eventually it must have grown bored, as it left back to the canals. I emerged from the observatory to look over the vandalism as the gentlemen from the asylum came over. Dr.s Canergak and Vartanian. we discussed the fishmen, (and i may have dropped a mention of my research into reanimating the dead, wich seemed to interest Canergak), and they mentioned a patient of their who not only had been vomiting sea water and live squid lately, but also seemed to know about the deep ones before the other Effingham announced the cities doom. I pointed out I may be interested in meeting this individual if possible, they seemed alright with the idea, stating I should come by the asylum sometime. then they left back to the asylum and I went back to surveying the damage.

nov 3rd 18xx/ occurance at the grand tour of the whewell observatory

The grand tour of the observatory went 9ff without a hitch, moon rocks were seen, the stars were gazed at, ((the tourguide was on so much cold medicine, he forgot his astronomy on some details)). Then, this happened: [13:50] Jimmy Branagh: Oy knew Oy smelled fish! [13:50] Nathanael Effingham walks in and stares at the crowd [13:50] Grendel Footman: we actually had mounted an expidition to retreive this from the sea after it came down [13:50] Oahu Planer (oahu.wijaya): Ohh [13:50] Jimmy Branagh: It's thet other Effingham! [13:50] Grendel Footman: Hello Nathaniel 13:51] Nathanael Effingham suddenly throws his hands skyward and intones in a loud, croaking voice. [13:51] NONNON Planer: it is lumpy [13:51] Nathan Adored: OO [13:51] NONNON Planer: you are sure its not second hand? [13:51] Tepic Harlequin: 'e looks a bit....... odd... [13:51] Nathanael Effingham: "Woe unto you, City of Builders! Your crimes have not been forgiven, and the time has come to make restitution." .[13:51] Nathanael Effingham raises his voice, shouting maniacally. [13:51] Nathan Adored: oO [13:51] Grendel Footman blinks [13:51] NONNON Planer: nathaniel [13:51] Oahu Planer (oahu.wijaya): Huh? [13:51] Nathanael Effingham: "The foul deeds of your officers and your impotent Church have condemned you all! None shall escape the doom that approaches! Not men, not women, not children! So great a debt must be paid by all who dwell here!" [13:52] Nathan Adored: Okay, this boy is starting to damage my calm...... Oo [13:52] Nathanael Effingham: "You believe that you defeated my brother Zachariah with the idiot yammerings of the one you call Emperor. I tell you now, nothing could be less true! My brother now swims regally in the depths, reigning there with the Deep Ones who will soon come to set things right!" [13:52] Elleon Bergamasco: hallo there [13:52] Jimmy Branagh: 'ee's the brother of Zachariah, 'oo troyed ta destroy us a few months back [13:52] Tepic Harlequin backs away..... [13:52] Nathanael Effingham lowers his arms, and regards the group with a hideous replica of a human smile. [13:52] Nathan Adored: D-Deep Ones? Oo This is.... starting to sound..... oO [13:53] Nathan Adored gets goosebumps on his goosebumps [13:53] NONNON Planer: shivers [13:53] Nathanael Effingham: "Be warned." [13:53] Nathanael Effingham turns and shuffles off 13:53] Jimmy Branagh: Ummmm [13:53] Jimmy Branagh: Errrrr [13:53] Jimmy Branagh: Hmmmmmm [13:53] Tepic Harlequin: cor...... [13:53] Jimmy Branagh: Thet's not a good soine [13:53] Grendel Footman watches Nathaniel leave "well that excalated quickly" [13:54] Nathan Adored shakes his head no [13:54] Jimmy Branagh: Oy thought we was back ta just fish on Friday ... _at wich point, something large, scaley and fishlike crawled out of the canal- [13:54] Tepic Harlequin: aaaagggggg!!!!!!!!! [13:54] Embanerous: CLAAAaaark! [13:54] Elina Koskinen: Good heavens. [13:54] Grendel Footman: uh oh [13:54] Embanerous: GLAAAAGH! [13:54] Jimmy Branagh: Gah thet's worse [13:54] Nathan Adored checks that his palm-sized zapgun is still in his jacket pocket [13:55] Myrtil Igaly: Are we invaded by Sea Monsters?? [13:55] Zoskbosk thinks this might be a good time to return home. [13:55] Grendel Footman: and that would be a deep one?... great... )[13:55] Myrtil Igaly: A Deep One??? [13:56] Embanerous shouts: CLLAAAAK [13:56] Grendel Footman: im assuming, [13:56] Tepic Harlequin: it were chasin me! [13:56] Nathan Adored tries to remember how long its been since he charged his pocket zapgun [13:56] Grendel Footman: which way did it go?[13:56] Zoskbosk left the region.[13:56] Jimmy Branagh: Oy dunno [13:56] Tepic Harlequin: that way! [13:56] Jimmy Branagh: Oy ain;t goin' thet way [13:56] Myrtil Igaly: it turned behind us [13:56] Myrtil Igaly: left after the stairs [13:56] Myrtil Igaly: right I mean [13:56] Tepic Harlequin points in the general direction of the City

New Babbage/ 10.24.18XX ; Security

I had unfortunatly been delayed for my own grand opening by a storm off Cala Mondrago,. Having regained our course, we returned to Babbage and Footman House to find the front window smashed. looking in the house, I found wet footprints leading pass the smashed remnants of my aquarium, and into the clinic, where jars were broken around the floor and the bed was turned over, before they led back to the smashed window. I set the pengi to work cleaning up the mess and repairing the window, and decided security is needed. I had found a poor canine left on the tracks, it seemed one of the more feral trams are still left roaming New Babbage and attacked the dog. I collected up the parts and brought them to the lab. After some stitches, some staples, a dose of Formula 18, I soon had my new guard dog awake and ready. He immediatly jumped up and tried licking me...until his tounge fell off, I'll have to remember to staple it back on later. I think I'll name him Fritzy.

10/21/18XX The ACS Sparrowwood, over Caledon en-route to New Babbage

/Onboard the ACS Sparrowwood en route back to New Babbage from the Antactic Colonies/ "Yes I know I missed the date of the grand opening of the observatory, I had to make an emergency trip to lab B, it was being invaded by giant albino penguins, you won't beleive the damage they caused to the refinery! anyway, look over my planner and find a time to reschedual, I'll be back in the city within a few more hours, barring any turbulence or air kraken. send word to Miss Aya to let folk know of the delay." Grendel disconnected the signal on the audiograph before The Badger could respond and turned back to the waiting # 34 as it warked. "yes, you and your brothers did contain the damage, wonderful job by the way, but I didn't want to take the chance of anyone intercepting the signal to tell him why we went. I'm still banned from any experimentation on the undead in New Babbage, fortunatly Victor's kept the heat off me the last few times. I doubt the people in that city would understand that I'm not transporting zombies into the city, I'm transporting a new formula for the cure, the number of times the virus mutated and all, did you know it infected fossils too? zombie dinosaurs were roaming the city! " Grendel shrugged, " Though the dinosaurs themselves might have been Mornington's doing, I still have some suspisions about that one. anyway, for all the doctors in new Babbage, few of them are actually practicing medical experts, likely don't realize viruses change, mutations do happen. fotunatly I had kept a sample of the original virus and incubated it in lab B, no, all that it would be likely to infect there is flesh and blood pengi, it can't infect automotons. But I was able to keep up with it's mutations and synthesize an antivirus in preperation for this year. The first part's been distributed through the city already, it will handle last year's strain, this formula is for this year's strain, it had mutated as the sample in the lab predicted it would, to be more resistant." The pengi interrupted with a series of mechanized warks, Grendel waited as it finished, taking a wrench and tightening a bolt. "Oh no, everyone by now likely already had their shots, I doubt you can get any babbagers to agree to have another once they've set their collective mind against it. This formula is in an aerosol form, THAT is why we're not going strait to the docking tower in Palisades and are instead flying over the city, and why I need you to get the others to stop slacking and get the hoses assembled to the undercarriage." He finished adjusting the conigator on the short construct and it waddled off to the cargo hold under the airship. "I'm not going to have people show up with torches and pitchforks shortly after I come back, they always blame the ghouls for zombie plauges."

bubbles

The first zombie of the season staggered down wheatstone. Mr. Jensen shuffled along the canals, moaning, having not bothered with the free innoculations offered throughout the city, as they were a 'Clockwinder Conspiracy." just like the fresh water snuck into the canal water. suffice to say, Mr. Jensen took ill, and now roamed the streets looking for brains. The zombie stiffly shuffled, and paused as he heard a bubbling coming from the canal. The sound went away and the undead corpse wandered on, everyone knows there's no fresh brains in the canals afterall. Then his decayed eardrums picked up the gurgling again. Moving closer to the sound, he peered over with his clouded over eyes, maybe someone with fresh brains fell in. A scaly hand shot out of the water, grabbing Mr. Jensen's ankle and yanking in the walking corpse before he could groan in surprise. The murky water churnbed for a minute or two, then with a splash, parts of the zombie launched out of the water to wetly smack on the cobbles nearby. The gurgling bubbles continuing down the canal.

09.26.18XX Deliveries

Grendel was in the lab, his heart on the table, as he wound upthe crank of a large machine off to the side and taking the metal tongs on the ends of two wires connected to the machine, began applying electric shocks , as the greenish-red lump of necrotized shoggoth muscle twitched and grew tentacles, "And that's for trying to eat poor Mrs. Harris's dog!" The Badger came to the doorway and waited patiently for Footman to finish , when the electric shocks continued, he cleared his throat. Grendel turned around "what is it already? just spit it out! " "There's a package for you sir." "A package?" "yes, a large crate, the pengi have hauled it to the observatory" Grendel set the tongs down , and taking the heart, dropped it in a jar "Now you think over what you've done!" The Badger looked up at him "Is that really healthy sir?" Footman looked at the empty chamber in his chest. "good point, I'll be down in five minutes." Five minutes later, Grendel followed the short path from the house, to the observatory, a brass sheet bolted over his chest and the hissing sounds of a pneumatic pump sounding from within. he approached the large crate surrounded by warking pengi, and an exaspirated man in a captian's hat. "Captian Marsh, I thought the ship was lost when communications ceased. is this it then?" "Aye, the meteorite? th' crew were complainin' about all th' work ta find and haul up a big stone from th' ocean, but I tol'em we were paid well....ye are gonna pay right?" Grendel waved off the captian "Yes, yes, go talk to the Badger, he'll arrange payment. " As Marsh went away with the Badger, both grumbling, Grendel grabbed a crowbar and pried the top off the crate, looking inside, he shut it and nodded to the pengi. alright, let's get this into the tower."