Monday, 30 April 2007

Treachery in Moving pictures

Mr. Oolon Sputnik has posted a most wonderful Kinescope of the events of the Reconciliation Ball.



Visit his 500 Year Diary for a look yourselves.

*Goes back to putting his dish in the cooler

Squeeeeee!

And in catching up on a little bit of on a bit of webreading I discovered Datamancer has posted sneak peeks of his steampunk laptop project.





Squeeeee!

Treachery!

Last night's Reconciliation Ball was marred in the worst possible way.

All was going well. The Kaiserin of Neualtenburg and her Honour Guard, Rittmeister Edelweiss were guests at Coughton Court to celebrate the end of the hostilities between Caledon and Neualtenburg that had been simmering for some time.

But in a despicable turn of events, the jumped up little jackanape Hotspur O'Toole and his crazed Secret Police crashed the party - right in the middle of my dance with the Kaiserin thank you very much!


The vile traitor sneers at the crowd. Photo by Vulpine Eldritch

Reading out a list of trumped up charges including tax evasion (!) they attempted to arrest the Kaiserin in the name of "The Great and Glorious Leader Shang."

And while trying to protect the Kaiserin, that little blonde tart Pennyfeather got me in the back with something. I'm certain the blade was coated as I went down far too quickly.

Poisoned!


Recuperation

Thanks to the generosity of Her Grace of Loch Avie I am recuperating in her Distillery. And I have constant attendants. Miss McAllister, Miss Rothschild and Miss Figaro have all assisted in providing medical comfort.


And thanks to this cavorite powered wireless drone, I am able to still interact with people during my convalescence.

I do sadly fear that the much feared war my truly be on us all too soon.

Sunday, 29 April 2007

Goggles!!!



248 prims baby!

Saturday, 28 April 2007

Walk like an Egyptian

Steelhead City held is Friday dance with an Egyptian theme this week. Cue the Bangles.


Got this Egyptian thing under wraps


My lovely Miss McAllister


Addison and Finn as a couple of Pyramid Scheme sellers


The dark ruler of the Underworld is in the House


Miss JeZ making an asp of herself.


Miss Katt and her disturbingly familiar outfit


Miss Lumina and Mr. Teika


Miss Qli, now somewhat changed after her father's transformation and her "rebirth".


Miss Scully


Miss Tensai, who spent the majority of the night peenching people.

Sadly my time was cut short having to organise things for this evening's Reconciliation Ball. I can't wait :-)

Friday, 27 April 2007

King Ludwig's Flying Car

Last year English newpaper The Observer published an article on Ludwig II's designs for an airship.


It's been a long wait, but finally King Ludwig II of Bavaria can rest easy in his grave: 120 years after his death, German scientists have shown him to be one of the unsung pioneers of flight. Ludwig, whose fantastical castle at Neuschwanstein aptly featured in the film Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, drew up plans for a flying car more than two decades before the Wright brothers took to the air, but when he tried to build it he was declared insane and stripped of his crown. But now German aeronautical experts who have studied Ludwig's designs say they would have worked. Sketches recovered from letters between the ruler and Austrian engineer Gustav Koch show the monarch had planned to create a fleet of flying machines that would take him across his beloved Alpine lakes to his many castles, including the fairytale Neuschwanstein. The craft he designed looked like flying cable cars powered by steam engines. They were decorated like peacocks. But his dreams of flying over the mountains of Bavaria only convinced his opponents that he was mad, and he was declared insane on 10 June, 1886, and deposed.

He died shortly afterwards and his drawings were consigned to an archive. Now aeronautical experts have dug them out and re-created them on computer. Dalibor Karacic is working on the project to re-draw the machines. He said: 'King Ludwig was unbelievably progressive. He understood technology. The flying peacock cars may have looked funny, but technologically they were sound and certainly would have worked. He couldn't have been mad, otherwise his ideas would never have worked. He was simply ahead of his time.'



Thanks to help from Steampunks at Yahoo we now have some pictures to go with the story via this Norwegian article.

Thursday, 26 April 2007

ANZAC Day

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.



Tuesday, 24 April 2007

Masked stranger in Caledon?

I bumped into a masked stranger as he made his way through Victoria City this evening.



He said he was looking for someone but wouldn't tell me who, which I thought was very strange.

Sadly he couldn't stay and chat and dashed off, his cloak billowing behind him. Certainly a falir for the theatric if nothing else.

Monday, 23 April 2007

Tikis, Rez Days and people

Friday night saw Steelhead move even further West: all the way out to the islands! The theme for the Friday dance was Tiki night.

Cue the bad jokes about getting lai'd and Brady flashbacks:


An Easter Island statue crashes the party.


Group shot


Miss McAllister and myself


Miss Addison & Finn


Lady Elytis and her Booty


Miss Emilly, winner of the lady's attire prize for the night


Mr. Allen, winner of the men's attire prize for the night


Hawaiian Fuzz!


Gabi


And what Hawaiian themed party would be complete without a Piggy on a spit?


Saturday night we attended Gabrielle Riel's Rez Day party. Sadly I had to miss the toga party being thrown at Steelhead but it was a great night at Coughton Court


The Rez Day Girl herself.


Miss McAllister with myself behind in my kilt and Montrose


Miss Cornelia, who must have had a new set of springs installed as her ticking was heard throughout the hall.


Her Grace of Loch Avie, looking rather stunning in her tartan gown


Mr. Smashcan and his fantastic boots


Miss McElroy, one of Caledon's late night prowlers


Colonel O'Toole finally receives the Duchess sandwich. And thus begins his night of erm... torture.


Gabi also used the evening to launch a new group that I'm happy to have been invited to be a part of: Radio Riel - Real Radio, Your reality.

Radio Riel

At the moment we're looking at providing music around the place, with a look towards hosting some of the various functions as they arrive. I'm looking forward to it!