Myself, I found it a nice change to see the doctor with a companion drawn from a different demographic than 'pretty female', especially one that managed the entire episode without needing to be rescued. And now, a christmas edition of silly things you might hear while playing boardgames- "The s...

Well, anyone who's still reading, have a happy Solstice. The household god seems uncertain about my offering of chaseable red tennis balls. I fear my soul may be forfeit. Still, at least there was a christmas episode of Doctor Who to watch.

Aye, October, and approaching Bonfire night, when we in England celebrate the failure of a plot to blow up the houses of Parliament. Suddenly, I understand where my country went horribly wrong.

Apologies for my recent silence. Been getting up at dawn for breeding bird surveys, and as usual it's taking my frail human constitution a while to adjust. Working on a new post, and hope to have it ready in the next few days.

An unlikely problem, pitchforks lacking charisma, but as it happens we do have a plan for that contingency. Should the pitchforks go rogue, we will simply release this swarm of ceramic termites we've been breeding, which will swiftly devour, and thus neutralise the threat. And now, a haiku in honour...

You misunderstand, I wasn't proposing a mob of angry villagers with flaming pitchforks, just a mob of flaming pitchforks. You see, the terrified villagers simply had to go. They are a crippling design flaw in your traditional mob-overly breakable, prone to irrational behaviour, and utterly lacking i...

Doubtful, a specialist would surely be aware that munching on brains carries a very high risk of being driven off a cliff by a rampaging mob of angry pitchforks.

*Munches on flaming pitchfork*

Hmmm, needs ketchup.

Some silly things you may hear playing boardgames-

"So, if you cast a Druidic ritual on Mummies, you get Vampires? Makes sense, geographically."

"Druidic Vampire Mimes? This is worse than the Mummies."

Well now, since predators such as pirates are an important element in any healthy ecosystem, it is very responsible of you to introduce one.

Galyssyel'La'Hotep FluffyThullu, my blackboard... Thank you. You see, it's very simple-it is there as bait. You see, with two waves of Eldritch horrors encroaching on reality from two sides, there simply wasn't enough to go around, and so as newly converted Eldritch Horrors we were unable to gain t...

You do know that anyone present at your birth has a greater gravitational influence on you than those stars right? Has anybody taken the time to align *them* properly?

Nameless Thing of Darkness *CRUNCH*CRUNCH* Here you are Estelle, you can have the rest of this trapdoor I found, or would you rather have this bit of wood that was next to it. Galysyel *Sigh* You mean the big red notice saying "Do not under any circumstances open this Trapdoor?" Nameless ...

Galysyel

Calm down., Estelle, it's too dark in this cellar for anyone to see your face anyway.

Galysyel Orb, that may not be wise, given the poor structural integrity of this place. Still at least it has solid support beams. Wait, who.... Nameless dragon *CRUNCH*CRUNCH*CRUNCH*.... ...What, what did I do? Galysel Well, it seems whoever built this environment failed to pay necessary attention ...

Galysyel Well, seems putting it to bed without supper is an ineffective means of discipline where Orb is concerned. Fluffy, take away its bed, and give it to our nameless friend here, who has been well behaved, polite, and not glued anybody to anything. Nameless dragon *CRUNCH*CRUNCH*, Blech, what ...

All, that is, except for my cat, which has not been fed yet.

Galysyel Well, shouldn't be a problem much longer, seems the extra weight of the bed, and Fluffy, combined with the damage done to free Orb, has severely compromised the structural integrity of the floor, resulting in imminent failure. Does anybody know what's underneath this floor? Fluffy Kiieeerr...

Galysyel Think carefully about that plan, Lyrial. Observe that fluffy over there is big enough to carry a full-sized bed down here to put Orb into, and on failing to detach her from the floor, has simply torn the section of floor she's stuck to loose and put it to bed with her. He's a cold-weather ...

Galysyel

Well, if Lyriel didn't glue us to the floor, than that leaves only one likely culprit.
Fluffy, please unstick Orb and put it to bed without supper. Or grape juice.

Galysyel So, now we're all glued to the floor. Not a situation I normally associate with the term 'safe'. If one of my research assistants would kindly fetch me a copy of Lyrial's profile... ..Ah, here we are. Thank you Fluffy, now let's see.. Created as a weapon in a divine war... immortal... wiel...