Originally posted Oct. 28, 2011
Officially, the Sandborn Institute and Lady Cassidy’s Academy for Young Ladies did not have mixers. There was nothing the Black Tower wanted to hear from the Pumpkin, and nothing the Pumpkin wanted to say to the Tower.
This is just a little story of summertime and beaches, because I wanted to.
At first, we all thought it was some asshole in a particularly good Godzilla costume.
This is written to @medic‘s very enthusiastic “More, more!” to No Rest on This Beach
So there we were, eight-foot Godzilla-like thing on the beach smashing sandcastles and throwing around policemen, and I, at least, had been planning for a nice quiet weekend blending in with the locals and watching the myth of the supernatural from a nice safe place.
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