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Friday, August 2, 2013

Ahem

Phil Phorce, Episode 5, is completely posted over on the main blog, and to no one's despair, it did not include haggis.

The sheep have declared a national holiday.

Anyway, as for Episode 6, it has been written.  It was, in fact, written at the beginning of July.  However, for maleficent purposes, we won't release it until much later.  Maybe... three months.

Why this exact time?  It's the usual time interval for posting Phil Phorce episodes.  Liam prefers to have three months or so of regular posting, so that he can rack up hundreds of followers, only to drop me and my gang on their heads when they thought they had the blog figured out.  We're so evil.

The interval originally came from the fact that Liam was lazy.  He didn't write any Phil Phorce for months on end, then scrambled to get it published.  Not this time, however-- he's got it all done, just waiting for a micro-edit before it makes its mark upon the Internet.

And let me tell you, it will make a big mark.  Episode Six is like none we've ever told before, and let me tell you, it was pretty nasty to experience.  You see, Episode Six is a thriller.

I know, I know, we're too young to die.  (Except me, apparently, but it doesn't matter because I can't die.)  But don't worry-- against all odds, Liam kept me from killing anyone off I kept Liam from killing anyone off.  So it's a non-gory thriller (such abominations should not exist), but a thriller all the same.  I hope you guys see it as such.

So if this thriller isn't gory at all, where's the thrill?  I can hear your cognitive wheels breaking down and your cognitive repair-guys calling for help.  Well, in our awesomeness, we've somehow managed to create a thriller based on something no one would expect.

Soap.

This story is not horror.  It is not gory, as I have said.  It is simply a thriller, made by the qualifications of the TV show Fringe.

And I must say, writing anything like a thriller was a pretty awesome feeling, especially if I got to be in it.  Even if it wasn't gory.

So.  I'll see you guys again in another three months as we post Phil Phorce Episode 6, but until then, shake in terror at what a Philler might entail.

No.  No tails.  Guess again.

(And by the way, the move to Tumblr will not be happening.  Blogger is fine.)

8 comments:

  1. What sheep?


    ~Robyn Hoode

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    1. The sheep that didn't have their stomachs cut out to make haggis.

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    2. Yes, I figured that. I'm just wondering which sheep are following this blog.

      ~RH

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    3. Only those wondering if I'm going to cut out their stomachs.

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    4. They were wondering of you were as baa-d as you sounded.

      ~RH

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    5. I'm considering adopting Liam's philosophy on puns.

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  2. Haha, this sounds like a marvellous development, mister Quirk! Well. Mostly. The evasion of the Tumblr move is most welcome, although the declaration of an ovine holiday worries me.

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    1. Hey, I didn't make that decision. It was the sheep, curse their wooly hides.

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