Steelhead Adventures: Family And The Journal

Sheriff's Office, Steelhead City

Fuzzball looked up from his paperwork, and watched his sister enter the room. He got up from behind his desk and gave her a hug.

"I was wondering," he said "when one of them would get you involved."

Angelica smiled, "It was Purdie. You can't blame any of Steelhead for being worried."

Fuzz shrugged, "Yea, but it's not like I can't take care of myself. You were in Moldavia? Has the news reached the Old Country?"

Angelica nodded, "King Presley is wanting to send the entire royal guard to Steelhead to protect you. Papa wants to get the entire tribe here as well. Mama only wants to make sure that you don't try to handle this yourself."

"Steelhead, half of Caledon, and a few residents from New Babbage won't let me" Fuzz said, he looked behind her to see several tiny bunnies in Caledonian uniforms walk in. "Captain, how is your beloved Guvnah?"

The Captain of the Gun Bunnehs looked up and smiled, "He is doing well. He said that if you so wished it, some of us are prepared to stay in Steelhead and assist you in this crisis."

Fuzz turned towards Angelica, "See?" he looked down at the Tinies, "Steelhead's armed to the teeth at present. I appreciate the offer. In the meantime, you can have the prisoner."

One of the Sisters walked in carrying a case with a top hat on top. Fuzz pulled the cell key from his pocket and unlocked the cell. Doctor Obolensky walked out of the cell and took his top hat and placed it on his head.

"Now, Doctor" Fuzz said, "next time you come to Steelhead.....try not to tie women to railroad tracks." He looked at Angelica "I had to arrest him to keep him safe. Riven got ahold of him and started kicking his hide up and down Harborside."

Doctor Obolensky opened the box and looked at it's contents, he turned towards Fuzz, "All my belongings are not in here."

"Your weapons are locked in a seperate case, the Gun Bunnehs have it. The silver pieces you have.....stay in the Steelhead vault for the time being. Order of TotalLunar Eclipse."

"Curse you, Ortega." Doctor Obolensky sneered as he twirled his mustache. He turned as the Gun Bunnehs led him out of town hall.

Angelica nodded towards the exiting villain, "Was HE a suspect in the shootings?"

Fuzz chuckled, "Funny, isn't it? He did receive some silver bars, though."

"Yes, well, THIS isn't funny," she said as she pulled a newspaper clipping from her purse. "Before I left, this was in the Moldavian Guardian."

Fuzz read the article, then frowned. "Steeltopian Ambassador."

"And with that," Angelica said, "diplomatic immunity."

Fuzz shook his head, "Means nothing." He handed her the clipping, "Diplomatic immunity can only take him so far. Look, let's not worry about this. It's been a couple of weeks, no more silver bullets have been fired. There's an event tonight at the ballroom. We need to get everyone's minds at ease. Let's have some fun tonight."

Angelica smiled, "That would be great." She pointed at several cannonballs and piles of gunpowder by the wall under the windows "Just tell me, what's the meaning of that?"

Fuzz smiled, "Purdie installed shatterproof windows to better protect me. Tensai decided to put it to the test."

"Poor Willard. Probably didn't get any peace."

"Yea.....that's why he's going to the event, too. I told him he can swim in the punch"

The Home Of TotalLunar Eclipse And Tensai Hilra

Tensai waited in her workshop for Lunar to enter. She had placed her latest inventions aside as he asked, and looked at him.

"Ok," she said, "tell me, what's so important? Did you receive another message from one of those damned owls?"

"Purdie Uggla carries with him a paper that he calls 'Slightly Psychic Paper'." Lunar started to explain

"I know," Tensai interrupted, "he showed me. Used it on some residents of Tombstone and had them thinking I was the new owner of the land. That was fun........I'm not allowed to enter that town anymore."

Lunar smiled, "At any rate, the past month, it had been acting.....strangely, giving him news and sports scores from the future, so to speak. BTW, apparently Steelhead will have a baseball team called the Steelhead Salmons, that will be undefeated in 1975."

"You're immortal, be sure to put some money on them" Tensai suggested, "So, why is it doing that? Does he know?"

"He blames the Mason family and their time traveling. Screwing up the space-time continuum."

"Aaaaand?" Tensai asked, not sure where Lunar was going with the explanation.

"Few weeks back. Words started appearing on the paper, almost like a riddle. 'Silver Poison', 'Death of Law', 'Caledon Uninhabitable', 'One True Master', 'Look to boB'. He wrote the words down. Then he started having visions. Each vision describing each of the words that appeared."

"Silver Poison" Tensai whispered, she looked up at Lunar, "After which, someone fired at Fuzz?"

Lunar nodded, "He wrote the visions down in a journal"

"Have you read it?"

Lunar pulled the journal from his inside coat pocket, "I must warn you, this is.....very disturbing."

Tensai snatched the journal from her husband's hand, "He's seeing visions of the future?"

"Possible future"

"Then we need to know. If there's anyway of stopping this, we have to know."

Lunar nodded as Tensai sat down in her chair and opened the journal. She started to read, then looked up at Lunar, "Oh boy"

"It........gets worse."

To Be Continued

Steelhead Adventures: The List, The Reply, and The Surprise

The Entrance To The Steelhead Vault

The nun looked over the paperwork, then picked up a rubber stamp and put the Steelhead Seal on the document. She handed the paper to Lumina Elvehjem.

"Thank you, Miss Elvehjem," the nun said, "rest assured, your silver bars will be kept safe in here."

"'sokay" the cat woman replied, "was going have them sent to the east coast and sell them. Like Fuzzy, I'm not big on silver. But it's not because of allergies or anything, 's because I prefer diamonds and rubies and such."

The nun smiled as Lumina walked away, then nodded towards the next resident in line, "Next"

The Foyer Of Steelhead Town Hall

Kattryn Severine walked into the foyer, followed by an elderly gentleman. He was Captain Jason Swann, captain of Miss Katt's personal airship. She walked over to Tensai Hilra who was standing at the doorway to the meeting hall, listening to Gilbert Sapwood entertain Steelhead citizens with stories of adventure. She smiled as Katt approached her.

"Mr. Sapwood is doing a fine job keeping everyone's minds preoccupied." she said "Nobody's objected to keeping their silver gifts from Steeltopia locked in the vault."

Katt nodded, then pulled out a few pieces of paper from her handbag "Emperor Calamari gave this to me. Everyone he's given steel bars to. He's been apologizing non-stop. Worried that one of these individuals would use the silver to attack Fuzz."

Tensai glanced at the pages, "Tensai Hilra, Kattrynn Severine.....I'm almost positive we can rule those two out."

Katt smiled, "I'm sure."

"Governor Desmond Shang, Lady Gabrielle Riel, Lady Eva Ballambi, Lord Edward Pearse....so far, we've nothing to worry about. Nobody on the list has anything against Fuzz."

She looked at the next page, and jumped as a British voice came from directly behind her, "Oh dear."

She turned to find Purdie Uggla standing behind her, "Purdie, don't scare me like that, not unless you wish to be find yourself shot over the hotel."

"Forgive me, Miss Hilra." the Time Lord replied, "I didn't mean to startle, nor be rude. But...." he pointed at the paper in Tensai's hand. Tensai and Katt both looked at the page, "Doctor Obolensky, Malegatto Alter, and Nicholas Shostakovich are all listed as having to receive a silver bar."

Katt looked at Purdie, "Are they evil?"

Purdie shrugged, "There've been hints, rumors, stories, but nothing to prove otherwise. It has been rumored that Miss Alter plans on world domination....which if I had a linden for every person that's said that, I'd be able to buy Caledon and expand it one hundred and ten percent." he glanced at the young neko who was walking past, "Koen."

"Oh," Koen said, "there you are. What's our next plan?"

"You're going to Caledon." Purdie replied, "I've gotten a response from a message I sent out, and I need you to meet the person in Victoria City."

"Are we taking your TARDIS?" Koen asked

Purdie frowned, "No. The way your family has screwed with the space time continuum, everything is all in flux. You'll need to travel by airship."

"Next airship won't leave port until morning." Tensai said,

Katt looked at Purdie, "There is one leaving shortly"

Tensai looked at Katt, "There is?"

Katt turned to Captain Swann, "Captain, there will be a change of plans. Young Mister Koen needs to be in Caledon. You and the crew will please take him there."

"Of course, ma'am," the captain replied, "but what of your trip to the east?"

"I'll have the railroad prepare my car, and attach it to the next train out. I'll send word ahead that I'll be late, would only be by a few days. THIS is much more important."

"At once, ma'am"

As the captain turned to leave, Purdie looked at his neko companion, "Go on, Koen, get your things together. I'll fill you in at the port."

"Yes sir" Koen said, as he ran off.

Purdie turned to Tensai, "Miss Hilra, did your husband receive the journal I sent to him?"

Tensai nodded, "He mentioned it briefly, said he'll talk more about it, later."

"Good, well if you will excuse me." Purdie said his goodbyes then hurried off.

Katt glanced at the sheriff's office, then looked at Tensai, "Where's Fuzz?"

"Full moon" Tensai replied, "His senses are heightened during a full moon, so he's running around in wolf form.

Mt Steelhead

Lunar walked the path up the mountain. He stopped to look at the view of the city below, then turned and saw a pair of green glowing eyes in the darkness, staring at him.

"Fuzz?" he asked

The werewolf walked out of the shadows, stood next to the Moon Elf and motioned at the town below.

"I can smell it," Fuzz replied, "I can hear it as they speak, their heartbeats raised. But you don't have to have heightened senses to feel it."

Lunar nodded

"Anger," Fuzz continued, "hatred, fear....they all have it."

"Tension is rising" Lunar said, "Aye"

"And all over little old me." Fuzz replied, as he crouched down, "I know there are those that respect me, those that like me, those that love me, those that tolerate me....but, somehow, we need to make sure they do not worry. There was only one attack made against me, and the town is ready to lynch any newcomer who steps off the train or airship."

Lunar felt the journal in his coat pocket then turned to Fuzz, "We'll do our best to ease everyone's mind. What are you going to do?"

"Continue on as if nothing is wrong," the werewolf replied, "and besides, I do have a cannon on my front porch now."

Lunar laughed, "I'm sure that'll drive the bad guys away."

"There's always a light," Fuzz said, glancing up at the stars, "no matter how dark you may think it gets, there's always a light."

Steeltopian Embassy

SteelCobra Calamari walked into the embassy. He sat behind the desk and sighed

"What's going on out there?" a voice from the second floor called out

"The towns in a huff." Cobra replied, "Someone fired silver bullets on the sheriff earlier this week, they're all in an uproar."

"Interesting," said the upstairs voice, "an attack on one person can cause such a fuss."

"This is Steelhead City. If the town drunk is attacked, the whole town is in an uproar. Thankfully, I gave Miss Severine the list of people who've received silver bars. Thank you for writing that."

"My pleasure," the upstairs voice said, as the person descended the stairs, "Steeltopia is more than willing to help out."

"And you put everyone on that list?" SteelCobra asked, "Steelhead, New Babbage, Caledon, Antiquity...."

"Oh yes. Everyone." Jobias Barthelmess said, as he reached the bottom of the stairs, "Felt it was my duty as Steeltopian Ambassador to make the list as complete as I can make it."

To Be Continued

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Steelhead Adventures: Problems Begin.....

The sheriff's office was crowded with angry citizens. All talking at once. Baron Wulfenbach so upset that he was speaking in his native tongue. Mother Superior, of the Steelhead SWAT Team, looked from the citizens to the Sheriff, who was staring at the silver tipped bullet he had pulled from the wall of his home. It was one of several, one of which had wound up in the chest of his scarecrow.

The room became quiet as the Moon Elf walked into the room. Annechen Lowey stepped forward and looked up at the mayor of Steelhead (a title he refused to use).

"We need to do something," she said "someone has fired silver bullets at the sheriff"

"Silver tipped" Fuzz said, looking up

"Yea," Hotspur O'Toole said, nodding, "There's a big difference" he looked at Fuzz and raised his voice, "EXCEPT THAT BOTH WOULD KILL YOU!"

"Perhaps," Annechen continued, "the Jaegers could...."

TotalLunar Eclipse held up his hand to stop Annechen, then softly said, "This is a serious matter, yes. And everyone has every right to be upset. Tensai is about ready to demolish Mt. Steelhead and flood Severine Valley, she's so upset. However, this matter will be handled by proper means. That means, nobody will be playing vigilante and shoot anyone who comes into Steelhead City. That means the shotgun returns to your home, CeAire."

CeAire DeCosta looked at her gun and then pouted, "I never get to have fun."

"Please," Lunar continued, "return to your homes or businesses. We'll handle this."

The citizens slowly walked out of the office. Baron Wulfenbach stopped and turned to the Sheriff.

"Herr Sheriff," he said, "if the Europan Consulate can be of any assistance...."

The Sheriff nodded, "I'll let you know, Baron."

Shortly, the Sheriff, Lunar, and Mother Superior were left in the office.

"Jobias?" Lunar asked

Sheriff Ortega shrugged, "He hasn't been seen nor heard from in awhile."

Mother Superior tapped her ruler in her hand, "Who else could it be?"

"Jeremiah Mason," Ortega replied, "or someone who once served under him. I heard Qlippothic has been acting strangely, lately. Half the population of Griefer Flats. A werewolf hunter......Damned if I know."

Lunar looked at his friend, "You can't pick up a scent? Are you ill?"

Fuzz shook his head, "Mistletoe."

Lunar looked confused, "Mistletoe as in that plant Eugenia has in her hand as she follows the Baron around during Christmas?"

Fuzz nodded, "Throws off the scent. It's sort of like a 'Universal Werewolf Allergy'. Like Wolfsbane, rye, and Mountain Ash."

"Your cousin," Mother Superior continued, "has been rambling on like a madman. I've asked him not to add any more kindling to this fire. Claims to have these......visions." she stood in front of the desk and looked at the Sheriff, "What will you have us do?"

"Have a couple of the sisters posted at the train station," Fuzz replied, "get in touch with Eladrienne Laval, she has a list of known ne'er do wells from Caledon, New Babbage, and other places. Could be one of them. I'm really not sure."

"Perhaps," Lunar suggested, "you should sit this investigation out. Allow me to appoint a few citizens to help out....."

"No, it's ok." the Sheriff replied as he stood up from his desk, "I am Silverbane of the Children of Gaia Tribe. I was raised to be a warrior and a leader, and such a tribe member does not hide."

"You're also Sheriff of Steelhead City," Lunar pointed out, "and you are respected, not only here in Oregon, but all the way to the shores of Caledon. None of us will allow you to face this alone."

"Oh, Thank Chaney's Blood", Fuzz said, slumping over "I was so worried you'd walk away, letting me handle it alone."

"Never"

"However," Fuzz continued, "until we get to the bottom of this, let's try not to let Katt find out."

The three turned to find Kattryn Severine, owner of Steelhead City and surrounding lands, standing in the doorway.

"WHO IS FIRING ON MY SHERIFF?" she demanded.

"yea," Fuzz finished, "Because the last thing we need is to have her worrying."

TO BE CONTINUED

A Little Bit Of Dis, Dat, And De Udder

Dis- Second Life is a user created environment. What makes it unique is the imagination it's residents put into it. Could be anything from the builds down to the roleplaying of the individuals. But to focus on "cybersex" is, quite honestly, a lack of imagination.

Mind you, for awhile, Steelhead had relied on Le Jardin, a bordello, for some of it's income. Building's no longer there, that business is no longer needed in Steelhead, end of story. Steelhead's plans for 14 sims, Caledon's plans for becoming the new "Mainland" (have you seen the map of Caledon recently?), New Babbage's growth, plus other sims, too numerous to mention, it's happening without the sex business.

So......why is it that in some news articles, cybersex is almost always mentioned? I've never cared much for cybersex, myself. If'n you can get it in RL, what's the point? It's just a cheap way for clubs and such to bring people to their clubs, thereby getting their places up on the most popular list. Personally, I think that we should get news magazines, television, newspapers, etc. to focus on other aspects of Second Life. The builds, the stories, the imagination (The Real imagination of the residents, not the ones who invented a new sex pose ball), the people (including teachers, scholars, Trekkers, Whovians, Vernians, etc) the places (Caledon, Deadwood, Steelhead, New Babbage, The Wasteland, etc). It's possible that things like this could bring new people to Second Life. When you read an article on Second Life, and somewhere in that article it mentions cybersex, it turns people off. If you have an article about Second Life and it says, "There's more to Second Life than just cybersex, much more....", then that's stating the truth, and may bring people in.

Dat- Hotspur O'Toole mentioned this in his blog, Space 1889. I've got the first edition of the game book when it was released, and to this day, enjoy looking through it. To me, this seems like the perfect continuation of the Steampunk/Gaslamp Fantasy sims. Sims based on Mars, and maybe some of the other planets, featured in Frank Chadwick's game. I'd like to see Hotspur and Fuzzball chasing down baddies across the Martian landscape in their sky galleon. Maybe one day.

De Udder- Much like some of the other fellow SL bloggers, do tend to do a bit more creative writing in this blog, crossing over with storylines and such that I'll be bringing inworld. Not meaning "Gaslamp Adventures", that's a seperate thing altogether, and taking some time to do. Only thing is, I don't like writing in first person. Dunno why, just weird that way......you guys do know I'm weird, right?