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Hey Steve... Sorry to hear you've got computer problems too. Sounds like you've gotten yours fixed though. When I get my home computer back online I'll definitely send you a good email for the anniversary show this weekend. Rully cool to listen to Muppet*Vision 3-D... Got some new...

*OOC: My modem fries and you guys go on two whole pages of unmonitored free-for-all? OK, I'll come back later and read through all the chaos. Have fun. *Goes to listen MuppetCast, will worry about the messes for the masses afterwards.

Hi... Sorry for the absence. Suggestions for 14? Something along the lines of a valentine schoolgirl sweetheart? PM or post here. Thanks, Count down.

Wha huh? Sean go bye-bye? *In JL fashion: Aw maaaaan! Dude, and here I was riding such a great high from last night's events, yet my home connection's fried and gettin'taken care of... Sean, know that my PM box and gmail addy are always open to you if you feel the need to talk. Man, and...

------------- Character Entry #13. Name: Midnight the Phantom Bat. Favorite I-Scream Flavor: Oatmeal Batterscotch. Likes: Night-long monster movie marathons. Dislikes: Having the lights turn on in the middle of his darkened cinematic enjoyment. *Scaring Talent: Chiropteran Clutch...

*Still hovering on bat glider... Claudia... Smokin' hot... Better cool off. *Tosses water balloon on her from upside-down perch. *Laughs and then glides off. Wha? Voldie? But who will save us? Surely not Nigel Planter, boy wizard my petootie! *Scoffs at the Planter kid... UD: Come my...

Huh? Did someone say 'chillax? *Hops onto hover-motorized bat glider with self-steering mech stored inside. Torch, get me bearings on where she's at, stat. *Races off to find his doll Autumn in the spring rains, who happens to facially resemble Deetz. Deadly, get the drop on those Clowns...

Happy and pleased am I. Thankees for updating... And I find the narration here as taking place as normal-day fare for the Muppet clan. Well done. Um, would you take an apple turnover? *Confidentially, we're out of cookies, but don't let the Squeek hear that.

*Raspy voice from down below: Who dares disturb our subterranean slumber? Leave you now before a fate worse than death fixes itself upon ye. Yes, the dread plague known as... Fanfic naggery! *Raspy cackle.

Hey Greg... Could you please tell us more about this planned release? If it plans on covering all 39 seasons then well, I think it'd be a must-buy for all us Sesame seeds. Though I'd've waited till next year to get in on the 40th anniversary cashé... Thanks for the news, extremely intrigued.

*Leaves a little gift coupon at Room 6 saying... You have received this stub, redeemable for one crazy Grover arms hug. If you continue on the current funk, this ticket will then be exchanged for one pickle-flavored ice cream sundae with marashino cherries delicious to all grouches. Even us...

*Applauds wildly... Lovin'it all... From GOFH to the lady busters. Thankees Sean. *Skulks off to await further stories' updates, with some phantomly prodding.

Yeah... You're on the right track here... Picking up the stuff from the cyberized version of GC that's been put up by WB in promotion of the movie. There's another one of GCPD HQ where you can play as a Joker clown sneaking in to open the evidencelocker safe. Me liking it all so far... Post...

*Quietly prods Prawn for more... Soonish! Or be the next addition to the Tombstones.

Yasssss... But I have plans for the octopoid being that is Ursula. Turn her into a more youthful yet adult character based on this segment from a Martin Short special I once watched where he was parodying Tim Burton and he had Brett Butler as a low-budget seafaring town spoof of Edward...

*Meanwhile... Uncle D sparks Claudia back to life with a shot of blue lightning from his paranormal palms. Did I hear Erin and her group in another heavy game of Scrabble? Loved the game show version. Also I wanted to ask... Seems like Muppet Wiki says that Lady Guenevere from one of the...

*Disembodied gloved hand takes the soda from Squeaky for its master lying collapsed inside the coffin. BTW: Did you figure out the gruesome seasome twosome I hinted at in Dead Men? *Sleep-slurps soda through the straw as fizz bubbles bubble musically.

*Goes to glomp Squeeky Weeky... Wait! Where is she? Oh, she's turned invisible. *Sniffles. *Has to wait till getting back home to get the descript and thus fic portion dreamed up for the last member of this original first covant. *Needs some soda... And Squeeky's hexcellent fic updates...