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So you're where all these new followers are coming from. A lot of people take your words to heart. Is it too early to disseminate preferred robe colors for when they gather, these followers of yours? Is it too early to choose the preferred amount of moonlight they should gather in?

No. It's not too early. You have responsibilities now.

@KitRedgrave
This is why the Select have a rotating membership. By the time any of their number are left with a head full of "meh" memories, they're replaced with someone else who's lived a life of delight: caresses, tongue sweetness, soft lights, etc.

Then they're slowly stripped of that accumulated joy to protect the village. Every debt must be paid, or so it's said. And chanted. And sung in rotating choruses for weeks on end when the nights grow long.

It's Friday and we all know what that means! It's the day of the week when the Select must travel to the well and confirm that the silver nails driven into the soil that cap the pit are intact. A careful count, verified by three parties, and if any nails are missing, they must be replaced. A quick summoning of the Mistress of Soft Oak so we can give thanks (the gift of two favorite memories, gone forever) for her part in sealing the well and we're ready for the weekend!

PARTY TIME!

It's Follow Friday! This week, we recommend following:

Ash of Outside - He never looks behind him! You can follow him through the woods, under bridges, and even into the damp hole he calls home and he won't notice. Follow away!

The Gelded Twins - Everyone who follows them ends up losing them in the Carnival of Silk. Maybe you'll be the first to dodge the silk-weavers and their cold eyes and find out where the Twins roost!

Yours Truly - Not a trap! You can follow me! I'll move slowly! You don't need a torch where we're going! Follow me! And when the air gets musky with spores, breathe deeply! It'll help with the following!

We caught these Witches in Austin recently, in the Lone Pentacle State, during a protest against white supremacy. @ivydarkmoon anticapitalist.party/media/1x5

@dragonluvr89
tips for next time in the form of RPG options:
) Tap chest over heart [Relationships]
) Point downward to Hell [Intimidate]
) Close door slowly
) Say: "I come from an ice planet."

3. Favorite Season and why?

Salt.

Good for snacks, good for protective wards.

2. Favorite dessert?

In the Soft Forest, late fall, at the base of any given mint tree, you can find a fungus that grows in the shape of a lover's mouth. It's said that eating it is like having your body brushed with hair, or having your eyes made slightly hot, but honestly, I'm fine with some ice cream. And they have that at the store... no need to go all the way to the forest.

1. How do you drink your tea?

In the tea pit, on the pillow that's been down there since Afed lost the Red Pillow Fight and imprisoned it there. No one else drinks tea down there because of prejudice against convicts, but that pillow is okay once you get to know it.

It's daylight savings time and we all know what that means! Time to black out our windows and bar our doors, same as last year, so the Newest Hour, newly born into our world and ravenous, teeth made of the sharpest of minutes, is kept from making a meal of our loved ones. All it takes is one crack for it to wiggle in! Stay young and wrinkle free, indoors for the full day, and may the Newest Hour feast on some OTHER lost souls out there in the dark.

@demonkind
I asked my legal team, still chained in the subbasement, for their opinion on this matter and they sharpened their teeth at me and demanded a scrap of cloth with your scent, which I said was unreasonable. They ruled that there's no connection and swore legal havoc should any other similarities be noted.

Sorry about them. They're hard to handle, fiercely loyal, and were old when this planet cooled.

(cut to: me in December, wearing plastic fangs and chilling among the innumerable horrors who think I'm one of them)

Yeah, man, I was just saying it's so much nicer now that all the humans are gone.

Never dress up on Halloween. That's how the monsters figure out which ones of you are good at camouflage.

WFMU has the best Halloween playlist out of the 1 playlists I've listened to today:
wfmu.org/archiveplayer/?show=7

It's Friday and we all know what that means! Time to figure out how to get this chicken, fox and bag of grain across this dang river! Okay. We can do this. First, gather the village elders. We'll need the strength of their blood. We'll need a mixing bowl. Where are the stars? GARY GOSHDANGIT you're on star-watching duty now TELL US WHERE THE STARS ARE! Oh, and a shivering thing has already snatched the chicken beneath the rock pile. Every week this happens, Gary. GARY! C'MON!

It's Thursday. Nobody knows what that means.