Previously, on Madison the Vampire Slayer

Toto, we're not in Season One anymore. We're not even in Season Three.

Last night, the Watcher used a taser on the entire Scooby gang to get the magical equivalent of black tar heroin away from them. Mr. Bey is in a great deal of trouble.

( More details: It's not long, but I don't want to bore people. )

There was no external plot last night, and game focus was rather wonky as a result, but our cast is going totally Yoko Factor at the moment, so we needed to get through some internal research and argument before any more time passed.

Night of the Nermal

In lighter news, a KITTEN made me late for work this morning. It was about 6-8 weeks old, black-and-white splotched like a Holstein cow, and trying to win some kind of cute award in a really alarming fashion.

( Read the tale of horror! )

Have I mentioned that I'm a big sucker?