The last few days have been really quiet out here on the blogging front. I realize that it's because most people are travelling back and forth from GenCon 2014 to home; but that's not what I imagine to be happening. In my strange little fantasy land all these quiet blogs are actually run by aliens from the planet Quelong in the Orion Nebula and they've all been called back as the Quelongians (yeah, that's totally the correct spelling) are preparing to invade Antarctica.
You see, while we view the Antarctic as this massive ice ball filled with stupid penguins and bleating seals there is actually a massive hive city operating underneath the ice. This city is run by the last of the Neanderthals who have been looking for a way to provide us with the secret of immortality - which they discovered after accidentally having sex with the wrong end of a Saw-saw. The Quelongians are looking to keep that secret for themselves as they find it remarkably enjoyable to have sex with mobile, inanimate, objects while wearing Stetsons and smoking illegally obtained cigars that were rolled by child labor (the tears of children, they say, only make the cigars more enjoyable).
I have a rich inner life and a new campaign setting just waiting to be unleashed on the world!