Stories Fables Ghostly Tales

Mates thanks for your patience it's been a wild ride the past week heheh. Also a big thank you to the emails wishing for my wellbeing, you guys and gals are super kind!

Today is a double episode of MURDER, MYSTERY, and old school snarky fat jokes....not that I condone really malicious cruel jokes at peoples weight, not at all - the banter though between Nero and Archie are more of that between friends who are sometimes agitated with each other. You'll see what I mean though, and I hope you really enjoy the show.

*guys who stop bullets with their face never look that good!*

*Client: You're fat aren’t you! Nero: It’s mildly noticeable....*

*Archie: Ignore him – he comes with the woodwork*

*Archie: someone has gone through this place like a minor league hurricane*

* Client: Where’s Nero? Archie: He’s the large gentleman sitting down by that desk*

*I haven’t got time to resent that insult, but wait till next time when you drop a collar button…”

Sooo damn good - and just silly.

Working once for the police, Detective Crosser walks the line of knowing just enough about the crooks plans to get a into bed with the enemy, and juuuust enough about the police to know how to get the information they need to remain innocent. Skulking around bars, and midnight jazz clubs, detective Crosser positions herself exactly where she needs to be when getting paid by private clientele, the police for information, and the crooks – to set themselves to be caught. Detective Crosser, a specialist business woman.

The professional recon expert – Info Drop is known for reaching deep into their underground network to uncover truths that would rather remain locked away by those that he is paid to investigate. Both feared and respected by the network of spies that he operates within, Info Drop always seems to have a hand in whatever Detective Crosser is working on, whether she knows it or not.

Known only as Under-Strike, a moniker that outlines the way this agent works within the espionage network. To claim that their skill is pure brute force would be a woeful understatement of the skill involved in delivering deadly blows to crime syndicates all over the world. Under-Strike is responsible for the deterioration of growing crime groups and particularly dangerous cults. Not much more is known, and the idea that this is a person or a group is heatedly discussed.

Now for my amazing Earl Grey Enforcers:

JusHeather

JuiceboxxAnde

Peter Raffaelli

Michael Angelo Yacone

Divided by Zir0

Leah Fasig

Alia Arcane

Solstra

And my remaining supporters Katherine Mason and Sunshine Days!

Also I hope you're enjoying the new outro: 💜

Now, write your story, share your tale, make it creepy to make me pale, but remember that little tremor, that crawls up your spine, or the tingle that makes you smile from a plot line, that just fine – that’s the magic of storytelling, it really, is divine. You took your time to listen, and you think that it was your treat – but I thank you my friends for the listen, and as always, till next, we meet.

There is a house like no other, smothered in wretched tendrils, and tentacles of eldritch power. A house on a street, rightfully shunned; with urban legends of lives lost, and souls withering away to dust. This house does more than just consumes your body, but it takes something even more precious. A human soul.

Beneath the Shunned house lies a dark and treacherous midnight forest. Forever growing, a maze of deadly plants, and organic traps of ooze and poison. In this maze is a being called the Sproutlier. Born of eldritch waters, and reaching above the ground and pulling prey meters beneath the roads and into it’s spindled clutches, where barbed teeth lie waiting for its morsel. The Sproutlier's true power though, is in that whatever it touches, it permanently alters, as Eldritch waters course through the poor souls veins. One never knows its effects, but always a horror is born from the flesh of the living that it touches.

A single plant, living solitary amongst its brethren flora. A plant in fact that never grows within 30 meters of another, the Cruel Morningstar is a beacon of light to unwary, to those that seek direction in the darkest of mazes within the eldritch flower maze beneath the city streets. Adventures that mistake this plant for a light source, are met with a direct, and plummeting blow to the skull as the Cruel Morningstar detects movement within its vines – a blow that upon making contact, constricts, tears, and rends. A light at the end of the tunnel…in more ways than one.

Not all creatures within the eldritch maze are cruel, some…can be useful. Pressure Padlings can be found underneath the wiry and bristly tethers of the under-growth, and used by pathfinders for one key reason – they emit a plant-based tremor that forces the eldritch to quiver and run. Scatter the Padlings on the ground and wallop them hard, then watch them resonate, and the eldritch branches scatter around you. Use the Padlings, and find your path.

JusHeather

JuiceboxxAnde

Peter Raffaelli

Michael Angelo Yacone

Divided by Zir0

Leah Fasig

Alia Arcane

Solstra

And my remaining supporters Katherine Mason and Sunshine Days!

Now, write your story, share your tale, make it creepy to make me pale, but remember that little tremor, that crawls up your spine, or the tingle that makes you smile from a plot line, that just fine – that’s the magic of storytelling, it really, is divine. You took your time to listen, and you think that it was your treat – but I thank you my friends for the listen, and as always, till next, we meet.

A house of death. Whose noxious fumes exude within its walls, invisible to the eye, yet invasive to the skin. A poison of kinds that penetrates the soul, and sickens the mind. Many enter the Shunned House, and all that do, do not leave. It eats away at a person’s mind, and their very essence, once draw at a time. Never enter the Shunned House of Benefit Street.

In the shadows of the Shunned house a fungus grows that absorbs light, it’s mere presence and growth, brings on the feelings of darkness, and falling into an endless hole. Gloom Mushrooms are used alongside potions of dark-burn, of which once hurled at location create the illusion of mass darkness. An eldritch harvested plant that creates hollows in the universe.

At first the people that lived near the Shunned House wondered why the house they lived near never seemed to age. No-one lived there, nothing outwardly grew…but inbetween the cracks of the brick, betwixt the sinew of the wooden beams grows a unique fungus. One whose sole property of power is to replace the atomic structure of all it touches with a replication of it’s own. Growing, within, over, and throughout, the fungus of regeneration both consumes…and bolsters all it touches.

Tapping into the unknown realities of our world is something that a fictional mind would ponder through. Digging through the possibilities, the cosmic realities of things, and thoughts of all kinds of mystery. One drop of this little fungus though, the fungus of Celestial, contains the memories of our Earth from aeons ago. Trapped in these Celestial fungi is untapped power, slices of the past, collected, and stored like Earths mental batteries. One sip and you’ll experience a universal trip.

And my AWESOMENESS that are my Earl Grey Enforcers

JusHeather

JuiceboxxAnde

Peter Raffaelli

Michael Angelo Yacone

Divided by Zir0

Leah Fasig

Alia Arcane

Solstra

And my remaining supporters Katherine Mason and Sunshine Days!

Thanks for being amazing and supporting this Podcast 💜💜💜

Big changes from this week on, and all is revealed in today episode, but I'll summarise for you all:

• Will only be uploading 1 episode a week: The decision stems for more time to work on side projects like another Podcast I'm creating, voice acting, and development of games. Yup, busy guy!
• PATREON's get first say: All Patreons have supreme voting power and I'll be releasing a pole weekly for your vote.
• Keen to hear your feedback on my decision, and fully understand Patreons who wish to reduce their support based on my current output.
• Attempting more jam packed or bigger episodes but I'll do my utmost to deliver quality.

This stems from my current career change and time available for producing the Podcast reducing more and more as I scale my current job roles. This means less time, but I won't be leaving the mantle.

I'm really keen to hear your thoughts, and fully understand any criticism you have - and I do want to hear it as well if you have any - all around, thank you for being you and supporting me. I'm not going anywhere but I totally understand those that do cease - I'll endeavour to still provide quality content, and push even harder to make the episodes better with the extra time as well. 💜👍🏻

Today's Remastered NERO WOLFE EPISODE!!!

What do you get when you make Sherlock Holmes a fat, constantly hungry, and angry human being…and Watson a seriously pissed off assist who must wrestle with his counterpart on a daily, hourly, and even minute by minute session of annoyances, and requests from Fat Sherlock? You get Nero Wolfe, in Stamped for Murder......