I believe I have all of the Monocle sections collected and properly ordered on the, “Secret Origins” page. It’s getting late and I’m feeling a bit worn out from today so I can’t promise it’s all there or if it’s all in the right order. If you notice a part missing, let me know.
I’ll go through and make the necessary Wiki links on another night as well. I’m definitely too tired to do that at the moment.
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Her hands trembling, Rhesus wordlessly read the letter. She quickly scribbled a note for her husband Orangutan about running errands in Patna and left the house. Catching herself at the garden gate, she dashes back and locks her house up. The contents of letter had clearly rattled her badly.
Just a quick update this evening after finishing homework. I’ve realized the last couple posts have been severely out of order with the chronology of the story. I’ll take care of that sometime this week and put them all in the right order on the Malicious Monocle page.
I’ve also been wondering just what the hell Lemur might be up to at this point. Cobra and Bengal as well. I shall just have to depend on my skill with fancy words.
I’ve spent my day doing a fair bit of relaxing. I did my homework, but spent some time painting my minis, some time playing on my PS2 and watching some DVDs. I’ve now watched the first four episodes of Deadwood, Season 1. I’m liking it quite a bit even though I don’t normally appreciate westerns.
It’s late now, but I’ve thrown in a film to watch in the background for the rest of the evening. It’s a silent movie version of a story by one of my favorite authors, H.P. Lovecraft. The trailer for the film is here: The Call of Cthulhu. It looks as though the folks at the HPLHS are putting out a new film as well. This one looks to be a ‘talkie’ from the trailer. I can’t wait.
“Der Große Cthulhu wartet schlafend in der versunkenen Stadt R’lyeh. Die Gestirne werden einst wieder richtig stehen, und er wird zurückkehren.”
No further Monocle updates today. I do have plans forming. Soon there shall be a Cruel Cravat to go along with the Mallicious Monocle.
Elephant sits at the table in a poor hut in a village on the outskirts of Patna (a city on the Holy Ganges). A Raja should only sit on a throne made of gold, but Elephant has spent his reign sitting on the dirt floors of humble huts like this one all over his stolen kingdom.
Hedgehog and his men are constantly on the look-out for Elephant. They want Elephant locked up so he cannot inspire his people against Her Majesty. Wanted posters for Elephant mock the fact his riches have been stolen by calling him the, “Pauper Prince”.
Lieutenant Bengal was the highest-ranking Sepoy in Her Majesty’s service. The men in his unit, both English and Native alike looked up to him as a hero. All but one, that is. Corporal Cobra viewed Lieutenant Bengal as a traitor to the rightful leader of the kingdom, Raja Elephant. Clearly only a traitor to the Raja would have curried enough favor with the invaders to be treated as an equal.
Cobra had pledged to see Elephant back on his throne. If that meant he must kill Bengal, so be it.
Today’s title is stolen from a book written by Christopher Brookmyre, a Scottish mystery author I really enjoy. He can be a bit of a challenge to read at times as he isn’t afraid to write the dialect of his characters in Scots English.
Today was a pretty normal today. I ran out to Burlington to drop off some paperwork for a client and visit some other clients before running back to Kenosha for a meeting about another client of mine. I spent the afternoon eating pizza and chatting with other co-workers. This evening unless the weather gets really bad I’ll be tooling up to Milwaukee to have some drinks with a friend on his birthday.
When Orangutan placed the malicious monocle on his nose he didn’t realize he was being watched. Lemur, a secret agent for the British Crown had seen him and fathomed his malicious plan. After Orangutan and Zebu continued down the jungle track towards the village, Lemur ran off to give his report to the regional Royal Governor. Royal Governor Brigadier General Hedgehog listened to the report and mobilised the guard. Lieutenant Bengal led his unit out the sallyport towards the market square.
The malicious monocle was soon to face conflict.
Don’t Blink
Orangutan rides Zebu to market to sell vegetables. It’s been hard lately for Orangutan to make enough money at market. Today he has a secret weapon. He’s decided to wear a monocle while selling vegetables. He’s sure the monocle will make him look smart and help him distract the shoppers from his sub-standard vegetables.
Thus, the malicious monocle is born.
The StreetDoc sliced my left arm open longway with the magnetic scalpel . The look on her face told me she was getting pissed when nothing happened. Making sure my forearm was locked into place with the surgical vise she takes a smaller vice and places it on my wrist and starts screwing it down. This isn’t my first time on the surgery slab so I just relax. Eventually my forearm splits open showing the chrome underneath my synthderm.
“Why the hell doesn’t your arm respond to the magscalpel? Every damn time I have to put the squeeze on your wrist to get at the core. One of these times I’m just going to saw it off.”
“Like I have a clue, Doc. When I can afford to replace it, I will, but until then keep your saw away from my arm. Without this arm there’s no way I can keep myself in gourmet kibble.”
The Doc snorts as she plugs my arm into the diagnostics. After a few minutes she nods her head at the squiggles on the readout as though they make sense and unplugs me. My arm may not open easily, but closing it up isn’t a problem. A quick spray of dermglue seals the skin back up. I slot my creds as I get up off the slab.
“Gomen, Doc. Good to know everything checks out. Later.”
“Dena Hoss.“
