Games, Goofs, And Good Times With Good Pals
Theatre of the mind, every week.
We now rejoin our story in progress as the Task Force deals with the revelation that they're up against Titania's old flame. Rowan and Solomon have themselves a tense confrontation, while getting back to work means paying a visit the latest site of reality unraveling: The Museum of Weird History
We check up on Rowan's quest for that gallon of drugs he's after, and his search walks him straight into the hipster king, whose name is impossible to reproduce in the written word. It's a wager of wits and wanton beard-waggling, but when Rowan recovers his prize, the Magic Bean goes up in smoke.
Rowan, Fiona, and Solomon keep their momentum rolling, pointing their ire toward the Hearthstone Quarry, and the final name connected to Mother Harvest. When they piss off the other-worldly scarecrow-obsessed witch, the Task Force finds themselves at odds with a pinecone-grenade laden living tree, a technicolor forest fortress, and a whole lot of bad news.
We recuperate after our victory over The Huntress and her stupid wolf crony at the Westfield Carter Hotel. Solomon reveals a plan that he hopes will turn the tide away from a defensive posture, and bring the fight straight to the Throne of Mists itself.
Salvador Hernandez has a lot of information for us, straight from a precocious code breaker who solved the cipher behind the runic sigil our heroes found in Teddy's playhouse. Join us to find out what Altozephyr has in store, this week on Semiautomagic, Inc.
Another day, another harassment-filled trip to the Westfield Carter Hotel, this week on Semiautomagic, Inc. Solomon Byron high-tails it back to the White Council's field office, only to undergo humiliating (and possibly unnecessary) decontamination and debriefing procedures.
Semiautomagic, Inc is back again this week, with an episode largely devoted to the mystery of Altozephyr, the persona non grata what had enthralled the young Preston boy. Rowan and Fiona pay a visit to the Museum of Weird History, wherein everyone's favorite German-accented curator has uncovered part of our saxophone-based mystery. Things start going bad for Solomon anytime someone mentions the name Altozephyr.
Altozephyr's a meanie.
*Special Note: We're late with this release due to technical difficulty. Because of these events, I've opted to get the episode out there in a mostly-uncut capacity, rather than delay the release any further. I apologize, and will do better next time, lest the beatings continue. -DS