Kagelong
12-04-2009, 11:38 AM
Well, it's not Malifaux, but it's steampunk! I'm working on a few Malifaux set stories, but they're coming along kinda slow. I figured I'd post this here while I work on the others.
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The air of New Verona, choked with coal dust and steam vapors as always, bore also an intense and frustratingly persistent heat. The Boilermen of the city were quite unaffected by this. So as the heat baked the nighttime cityscape, two such men walked quite casually through the shadows of the arc-lamp lit streets.
"Another day, another dollar. Clock in, Clock out. Eh, Gregory?" One said, avoiding the cracks in the cobbled streets.
"Clock indeed. It seems to me we're very little but two tiny gears." The other said in response.
"Small cogs power great things."
A grunt came as a reply.
For a while, the two continued in silence.
"Sampson," one asked, cracking the silence, "What is that?" He pointed into the night sky.
"It appears to be a large dirigible." Sampson replied, gazing at the object in question.
Indeed, Gregory was correct. The massive object was a huge war Zeppelin, decorated with massive rolls of silk, and lit by colored lamps of every shade imaginable. All at once the sky above it exploded into a massive blaze of colored sparks For several minutes blast after blast spewed bright life into the dark sky. For a moment there was a short reprieve but then a glowing red glare rocketed out of the ship. Further and further it tore into the sky, until it burst into a great, flaring, message: Come one, Come all, To the ship Summer Fall!
"Sampson."
"Yes Gregory?"
"I'd say that's an invitation."
"Then let's off!"
And they departed.
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(Deviant Link: http://kagelong.deviantart.com/art/Steampunked-R-J-Part-One-145682524)
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The air of New Verona, choked with coal dust and steam vapors as always, bore also an intense and frustratingly persistent heat. The Boilermen of the city were quite unaffected by this. So as the heat baked the nighttime cityscape, two such men walked quite casually through the shadows of the arc-lamp lit streets.
"Another day, another dollar. Clock in, Clock out. Eh, Gregory?" One said, avoiding the cracks in the cobbled streets.
"Clock indeed. It seems to me we're very little but two tiny gears." The other said in response.
"Small cogs power great things."
A grunt came as a reply.
For a while, the two continued in silence.
"Sampson," one asked, cracking the silence, "What is that?" He pointed into the night sky.
"It appears to be a large dirigible." Sampson replied, gazing at the object in question.
Indeed, Gregory was correct. The massive object was a huge war Zeppelin, decorated with massive rolls of silk, and lit by colored lamps of every shade imaginable. All at once the sky above it exploded into a massive blaze of colored sparks For several minutes blast after blast spewed bright life into the dark sky. For a moment there was a short reprieve but then a glowing red glare rocketed out of the ship. Further and further it tore into the sky, until it burst into a great, flaring, message: Come one, Come all, To the ship Summer Fall!
"Sampson."
"Yes Gregory?"
"I'd say that's an invitation."
"Then let's off!"
And they departed.
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(Deviant Link: http://kagelong.deviantart.com/art/Steampunked-R-J-Part-One-145682524)