M of Ragged Feathers @signalstation@raggedfeathers.com

Be the dark wings blotting out the sun that you want to see in the world.

I am a phoenix, an unkillable weed, a scattered clutch of eggs, and the loss of witches.town and a.weirder.earth has only made me more powerful.

I use Mastodon as a place to write microfiction, mostly. Oddly horror-focused for someone who doesn't enjoy being scared.

I've written pseudonymous nonsense for Horrible Vacuum as George G.G. George (if you like witches/cannibals/humor) and everything else is at signalstation.com

I make music mixes, live in the SF Bay Area. Still alive.

Celebrated the holiday that best way I know how: On the couch with my wife, getting introduced to the insanity of horror-themed hidden object games:

https://youtu.be/Us3TOVQEnYc

Spend an hour with us as we makie jokes about the sociopathic tendencies of these games' protagonists, ignoring a ghost to play with toys and unscrew things.

oh no a trickster god turned my desires against me and instead of granting my wishes, i'm now a scarecrow in an empty field, clutching a phone with spotty wifi, typing out these words with my increasingly straw-flimsy fingers

oh nooooo o

It's flattering, sure, to hear other writer's works described as signalstation-esque, but it'd be more flattering if the works being described weren't printed on soggy toilet paper that's been thrown at the public bathroom's ceiling where it'll remain until it dries and flakes off, or some literary critic hits it with a broom handle.

The roving carnival pulls into town. Out the school window you see figures pounding stakes, raising tents, lights on strings arcing across the park as whirling amusements power up.

That night, after a rushed dinner, you walk the strawdust paths of the carnival, gawping at stuffed animals, darts, funhouses and music, so enchanted it takes you a while to notice that every carnie is dressed like a plague doctor, their faces under leather beaked masks.

They cry: Step right up and let us cure you!

Whatever you do, don't dial 1-800-DRACULAS because they are VERY persuasive and now I have an 18 month subscription to "I'm going to fly in through your window as a bat and suck your blood" and the free tote bag I got as a thank you gift is tiny

can only fit like two cucumbers in there

l'il baby cukes

[relatable content for good children july 1 late edition]

That feeling when your throat pulsates under the grip of some hands (but won't pulsate for long)

It was much easier, pre-technology, to rent a cabin on the shore of a cursed lake.

Used to be families could disappear, but you and your terrified community knew you could continue to appease the lake because westward expansion would continue to deliver new renters.

These days, you spend all your time politely responding to AirBnB reviews like "Thanks for the feedback about the missing children. We did mention that risk in our listing, but can offer a 10% rebooking discount for next time!"

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[relatable content for good children june 30 2018 early edition]

A SLOVENLY CHILD: oh boy, that was a good meal, time to go outside and play, abandoning my dishes on the table and not washing my hands!

YOU (A GOOD CHILD): anything I've touched must be cleansed with fire lest it fall into the hands of my enemies, who can fashion a totem from any crumb that touched my lips and bend the universe against me through the connection I once had with it... I must move through this world without a trace

) No starting in taverns or bars. The party starts every adventure in a deep pit outside of town. The question is put to them: What are you doing in the pit /this/ time? And how are you getting out?

) No more evil geniuses. The party's nemesis should be an evil idiot who believes themselves a genius, but they're just lucky.

) A lock that can't be picked but responds to requests for enthusiastic consent

Sure, I /could/ get back to editing the writing project I'm entirely bored with

but I could also start a Discord server with no members and no need it's serving so I can read through settings and turn things on and off to see what they do

Sharpen your teeth and wind your hempen binders, it's time to follow the following:

) The Stars - See how they bend?

) Ajdur, The Mouth Full of Ashes - Want to be rid of desire, dancing for months straight in service of this being that drowns pleasure in its wake? Follow!

) Kult Buddies (TM) - If you prefer your cultist robe to have a cute logo & your name on it, follow the KBs! They're hiring! Ask for Gary!

Just found a locked chest full of WHILE YOU'RE OUT notepad phone messages left for me from The Jerk Store. My wife's been hiding them from me... for years, it looks like, according to the dates on these.

I wonder if they still need me?

Who wants to come over and play board games? I've got 'em all, I've got:

* ESCAPE from SEVERAL MONKEYS ISLAND
* DICE MASSACRE
* THAT'S LIFE: The Game Played with Wet Napkins
* ALIENS ABDUCTED MY HEALTHCARE
* Prussia 1882: 700 Miniature Soldiers Edition with Kickstarter Exclusive Bandage Packs and Soggy Boots
* Monopoly (SACCO & VANZETTI edition)

fyi necromancers operate under the same rules as undercover cops

once you've scraped the gravesoil from your eyes and out of your maw with your skeletal fingertips, if you ask them 'are you a necromancer?' they have to say 'yes' if they are

[relatable content for good children june 27 2018 early edition]

TEEN: aw man, my parents are so uncool, they always hide the car keys inside this drawer full of amulets that quiver with power and draw the eye and hand from across the room with unspoken compulsion and I just need to get in practice with parallel parking

YOU (A GOOD CHILD): grasp the amulets and let them burn your skin. we won't need cars when we can master the air itself

i gotta 5-4 decision for you... 5 fingers from a fist make 4 knuckle marks on your regressive do-nothing robe-wearing fascism-excusing faces

there, that solved nothing