Welcome to Night Vale

This is…hmm.

Not good. I think not good is definitely how I would describe it…

I mean the technology is fascinating but everything is a bit…bad.

Kasimir, old man, are you around? Zillah? Lilith? Barnaby?

Oh no.

No.

Please. Send me back. How can I keep them safe from here?


El’s arrival was accompanied by a fairly large psychic pulse.

Okay, this is really not cool and that wasn't a comment on the fucking weather.

This is certainly a strange new place. But I suppose he did bid me travel and see more.

I am not well pleased with the abruptness of my departure from the Source, nor what followed, but this could be worst. At least I remember

[TIM STOKER & KATE PRYDE]

Hi, my loves. I think a date night ought to be on the table soon. What do you two think?

So I'm still trying to get my footing here. I know we're all pretty far from home and everything that that means, so I wouldn't mind having to opportunity to get to know all of you better.

Eadwulf and I have discussed doing a pub crawl just to get a lay of the land and well, because that's honestly the best way to see the sights. If anyone else wants to come, you're welcome.

We're meeting in the town square shortly.

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So, I'm not entirely sure how to ask this, but... Where am I? Apologies if this is a question that gets bandied about here rather often, but I was definitely in a bog when I went to sleep. Not a desert. Nevermind the weird

Apparently I ought to introduce myself since I've ended up here somehow. Edward Teach, formerly of the Queen Anne's Revenge.

I have, potentially, left this a little late but as this had great results last year once more I am offering to host a bit of an Easter Egg Hunt/Picnic. Last year we hosted this inside The Last Resort, but if the weather holds up, I am considering doing this outside.

The Easter Egg Hunt is mostly geared towards the littler ones, but if you wish to participate, you are free to do so.

Please do let me know of any dietary restrictions and preferences, both for yourself (picnic and egg hunt wise) and any little ones you have.

As ever, should you need anything I can be found in 1211.

This again?

I mean...I guess there's arguably worse places to be.

Guess I need to check if I can get my old job back.

dean.

Hey, old man.

I'd kick someone's head in, but I doubt that's going to get me anywhere, or fix anything.

I think I'll get a drink somewhere, instead. I'll take recommendations.

Anyone looking to hire a bartender, or acrobat? Maybe even an exotic dancer?

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I have no time for petty introductions. Does anyone know where I can find Nyx? or perhaps Charon? At this juncture, I'd even take my chances with Keres. Just - someone who is tied to the underworld.

I need your help.

I need someone who has experience dealing with zombies, and someone who has experience running patent searches.

Doesn't necessarily have to be the same person.

I love the start of spring. It just feels so good. Everything coming into bloom and all that life.

It's been so nice just getting to create things.

I've been growing a lot of new plants, so if anyone needs any for anything, just let me know. There's a lot of flowers obviously, in addition to the desert plants, and also some medicinal plants. Just all kind of things. My creative juices have been flowing. Maybe I should set up a florist shop or maybe a bakery

hades.

I have a whole section I thought you might like, if you wanted to see them.

So, we're doing this again, huh? I mean, at least this time I actually fucking remember everything so it's not a take two on the confusion, but I wish reality could make up its mind on whether it wants me dead or not.

So. Which of you assholes are still about? Or have we cycled to a brand new crop?

Does anyone want to be my backup on the chance that something weird is going to happen at the Community Center when I go there? Secondly, does anyone want to help plant trees?

I know we're in the desert, but there's this sign on my door that is telling me to plant trees.

So it would appear I've been kidnapped by skeletons, which I honestly just...probably should have expected it at this point? Things were going a bit too well. They're polite enough though, and they did ask me to write my own ransom note on account of how they can't read or write. Which...really, I could write anything I like. But seeing as I will probably get bored of this soon, I really ought to share their demands.

They want...okay, I probably should have paid more attention when they were telling me that part, but in my defense, I was bored and also did not really care all that much. They should have thought about this before picking me because I have never in my life not made my existence someone's problem and I intend to make them suffer. But just in case I get sick of this before they give up, I think they wanted a great deal of...I think they said fledge? So just a lot of feathers. Can't begin to say why.

In the meantime, I plan to make them regret everything. Have fun, lovelies.