ALLENTOWN IS NICE

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

My arms are huge!

Here we are! The corner of Seventh and Hamilton. No sign of the massive destruction you've described in non-Alternate Allentown.

And no signs of that evil bitch Marge! ... Um. ... No offense intended, Mrs. Egram.

None taken, my toad. ... And this must be the stairway that leads to the subterranean comfort station.

Wait, this nothing but a tattoo parlor!

And a pawn shop! Can I help you dudes?

Sir, are you the one known as Old Donovan?

Nope. Hey, look! My arms are huge!

Be that as it may, I must insist that you take us either to Old Donovan or to the portal that leads to Parallel Time.

You dudes are trippin'!

I assure you, sir, that I am neither a dude nor have I stumbled in any way. Our feet are firmly planted beneath us, young man -- or whatever you may be. Please convey us to Old Donovan immediately or suffer the consequences!

Dudes, I don't know what you're talking about.

Listen, Chucky, you don't want to mess with this lady. ...

Pardon me, Madame. Might I be of assistance?

You might, if you are Old Donovan.

I'm afraid not, madame. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Bramwell.

Hmmm. You looks kinda familiar.

Looks, you may find, can be deceiving my, dimwitted new friend. ... I am afraid you will not find Old Donovan here. ... At least not in this timeline.

What do you know of alternate timelines?

Hey, who you callin' Chucky?

Shhh.

You'll find I know quite a bit about time. Parallel Time, Alternate timelines, metaphasic time. ...

Can you help us to reach Parallel Time?

Let us discuss it over a cup of tea. ... Madame, have you ever heard of the I Ching?

I Ching?

Gesundheit, Dude!

Friday, February 12, 2010

It's good to be home

Ah! It's good to be home.

Father! Father! You've returned! And dear Maxwell! Oh joy!

My dear Meg. I always knew you would get a speaking part some day!

But if you were to utter the words 'Oh joy' another time, I suspect that would change rather quickly.

This is our friend Mrs. Egram. She has helped us return home after our long journey into the future! It is 1868 isn't it?

Oh, father. Don't jest. You've only been gone for two hours!

Two hours? We've been gone for over a year!

Hmm. Anbody notice anythin' differnt 'bout Truman? Mmm.

Good heavens! He's human once again!

Truman! You are back!

Indeed I am! It must be because I stepped through the time portal in the same direction two times in a row! .... Though I must say, I rather enjoyed being a flying polar bear rug, gliding though time and space. ...

This is all very interesting, I'm sure, but it is imperative that we return to Alternate Time and speak to Mr. Old Donovan about travelling to Parallel Time.

Meg, did Miss Emily ever return?

No, father. We were playing hide-and-go-seek and she simply vanished. We thought she had hidden herself in that old blanket chest but we have not been able to open it.

Strange. ... I wonder where she could have gotten to?

..........................................................

Oh, I don't think I like it here at all!

Friday, February 5, 2010

Nej blot Krage

Here we are! Allentown is Nice Headquarters! Ah, it feels like home!

Be on your guard, my toad. Do not forget this is Alternate Time for you and things may not be as you expect them to be. ... Who are those people sitting on the front step?

The neighbors. They have nothing better to do, I guess.

Now, now. Communication is the key to understanding. Let us speak to them. ... Excuse me, gentlemen. My name is Mrs. Egram. Is Mr. Liker at home?

No English.

Perdone, caballeros. Mi nombre es la Sra. Egram. ¿Está Sr. Liker en su casa hoy?

Um, no Spanish.

Very well. ... Er Mr Liker i sit hjem i dag?

Nej, han er gået til parallelle tid.

Ah! Mange tak, mine venner. ... According to my new Danish friends, Mr. Liker is not presently at home. It seems he has traveled to Parallel Time.

Then let us find the secret room and my son and I will return to our own time.

Wait. ... Er der nogen hjemme?

Nej blot Krage.

Alright, then. The coast is, as you say, clear. ... On to the secret room!

"Hmmm. Ain't Krage the Danish word for crow?

This didn't used to be a Danish neighborhood.

Meanwhile ...

... A group of Allentonians has traveled into the past in an attempt to kill the demon Marge before she comes to Allentown and destroys the city. However, they have repeatedly failed in those attempts. They have bungled them so badly, in fact, that they have created an Alternate Timeline in which Marge lives quietly in her chalet in Turkey and calls herself Mrs. Egram, in which she never eats her brother Ronan and in which she becomes a significantly less evil demon than the one that is destroying Allentown in the present. The time travelers -- demon hunter extraordinaire Maximillian A. Bear, his son Max Jr. (formerly the polar bear cub spirit Max), Karl, the Green Guy and Truman (the ghost who was transformed into a flying polar bear rug when he escaped from Marge via the Secret Room time portal) -- find themselves trapped in Alternate Time, having run afoul of the Crows (principally through eating several of them) who previously had assisted in their journeys through time. The time travelers have joined with Mrs. Egram in an attempt to travel to non-Alternate Allentown to stop Marge in the present time, where St. Michael the Archangel struggles with steroid detoxification as he continues to be locked in mortal combat with Marge in the streets of downtown Allentown, which has largely been transformed into a smoldering ruin. Meanwhile still-unemployed super agent Jack Bauer and a small band of followers have traveled to Parallel time to battle a new enemy to heaven itself -- the deceased actor Paul Newman, or so they believe. Newman took control of Parallel heaven and initiated the celestial lockdown protocols, blocking travel to and from Parallel Time. However one portal remains open -- that guarded by the mysterious Old Donovan in a forgotten comfort station deep beneath downtown Allentown. It was believed that Newman seized Parallel Heaven after drugging Jesus with tainted tortilla chips; however, a new story seems to be emerging. The Bauer party, however, has been separated, with Bauer traveling to the Parallel Antarctic Vatican; Atown-Liker ending up in the TV Chef Network Studios, where he is reunited with the Countess of Monaco, who has be retransformed from a sea monster back into a woman who sort of looks like a sea monster; and the Player washing up at Parallel Atown Liker's headquarters. Also, Rudolph and Gen. Trexler have been banished to hell for not answering Old Donovan's questions correctly and Bubbles, the little angel, was banished to the Macungies. Their fates will be determined at some point in a flashback. Meanwhile, Bauer has learned that Newman is not his target. The enemy of heaven is actually the Crows, who are attempting to bring about the Apocalypse through the use of an ancient holy artifact being guarded at the South Pole by Parallel Pope Boneyface. Meanwhile, while in Parallel Time, non-Parallel Atown-Liker was nosing around Parallel Atown-Liker's headquarters where he either had a massive hallucination or was transported to Dickensian London via a Secret Armoire. Meanwhile, the Irish warrior Cuchulainn remains dead after being mortally wounded by Trexler; and the Spanish Armada, led by turncoat Archangel Gabriel, remains quiet after being defeated by an underwater assault by Trexler and the frightening firepower of Santa's Battle Sleigh 1. With the help of Little Ronan (a.k.a. Parallel Time-Alternate Timeline Purgatory Ronan) and [[[Spoiler Alert!]]] Rudolph, Santa recovered sufficiently enough from depression, substance abuse and the death of Prancer to deliver the goods on Christmas. Meanwhile, the fate of Ponzi remains unclear. Previously Newman sent his small dog into Parallel Time to ingratiate himself with President Madoff and to steal Madoff's investment fund. Ponzi was forced into hiding after angering Kevin Bacon, the Muppet Bert and some TV chefs who have vowed to cook and eat him.