Dreamline, Game 1, Midsummer 1998

[OOC: One day before game. No matter where you are, from the bottom of the ocean to an elaborate court dinner, at 10 PM last night a TV screen, wall, window, or the face of an unwitting companion lit up with this:]
 

Theme music (Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo)

TP: Hello, ladies, gentlemen, and imaginary creatures. My name is Troy Poodlesbane, and this... is Dreamline.

Before we start I'd like to take a moment to wish the erroneously named "Blind" Bernadette a happy 50th birthday. She's been among Boston's Kithain population for over 40 years now and shows no signs of submitting to the cold grip of Banality. An inspiration to us all.

And now, the news.

The notorious Countess Ava has recently arrived in town, the taint of her unspeakable crime weighing heavily upon the hearts and minds of even the most Unseelie among us. On this, the night before Midsummer, we ask that you all think of the dear departed Dope Fiend John...

[pause, looks off screen]

What? Are you sure?

Scratch that, we ask that you think of the dear departed Lucien the Satyr, whom Ava allowed to be overcome by Banality nearly a year ago.

Coincidentally or not, Ava's appearance in town comes two weeks after the disappearance of High King David and a month to the day of Queen Faerilyth's coronation. As you all know Faerilyth is David's recent wife and a housemate to Ava. Could there be a connection? The people will decide.

Meanwhile, Queen Morwen, David's sister, is asking that Queen Faerilyth renounce her newly acquired crown. While not available for comment, Morwen seems to think that Faerilyth came to power in a very ignoble fashion...

We'd like to take this time, and in the name of the Duke, to issue a warning about the so-called "Faerie Hootch" which is being used to forcibly enchant mortals. Besides the obvious disregard of the Right of Ignorance this substance seems to have some deleterious effect on Kithain. Under no circumstances should this substance be ingested, rubbed on the skin, or used as a late-night party favor...

Dangerous prodigal among us? A child of Lilith, or so-called "vampire", calling himself "Malkav," slipped his way into the Two Trees Saturday by wearing a pair of bunny ears and adding a bit of hop to his step. Please, friends, do not be fooled in the future...

Chimera attack!  Recent weeks have seen a rash of unexplainable chimera attacks. While reports are fevered and shaky the main manifestations seem to take the form of sentient Sears Craftsman wet-dry vacs. If you see or are approached by such a device to not engage in battle or witty banter but seek shelter immediately!

Speaking of chimera, a Unicorn has once again been spotted in town. Count Dumas has decreed in the name of the Duke that the beast NOT be hunted for sport or spell on pain of imprisonment. These creatures are increasingly rare and should be preserved at all costs.

Tomorrow is of course Midsummer's Night, and as every year we will be congregating at the Duke's palace. Since the Duke has made no public or private appearance these last two months speculations abound that he will not grace the festivities. We now go live to the palace where our own Johnny Anvilhead has Count Dumas.

JA: Can we count on the Duke's participation?

Count: The Duke has assured me that he will make every attempt to oversee the ceremonies.

JA: Is it true that you were seen last week entering a South End bar known as "The Cock Ring"?

Count: No comment. This interview is over.

JA: Back to you, Troy.

TP: Well! Here's Todd with the weather.

Todd (Scottish): Well, it's bloody hot, isn't it?!

TP: That's all this week. Hope to see you all tomorrow at the Duke's Palace, 7PM sharp.

This broadcast has been brought to you by the Duke, the Letter "B," and K-Bok, "We make shoes for Faeries."