While I work on my next update, let’s celebrate what little remains of winter with a look into the past, when Krampus was taking care of his young grand-nieces Celestia and Luna. Art done by the wonderful http://valkyrie-girl.tumblr.com/ by the way.
Hey everybody, just wanted to apologize for the lack of updates recently. I have several planned for the next few days, so expect the first one later tonight. Till then, laters!
“It always amazes how stubborn these demons can be. You would think that, after being responsible for imprisoning so many of their number all those years ago during the war, they would know better than to try and tempt ME of all creatures!”
((MOD: I felt really dissatisfied with my previous attempt at answering this question, as it was way too static and “same-y”. I hope this alternate take makes up for it.))
quick doodle of Krampus from http://askkingkrampus.tumblr.com/#
Much appreciated help from the maker of http://discorderlyconduct.tumblr.com/ Thanks Peachie! :)
King Krampus massaged his temple with his left front hoof as he closed the chest drawer that he had just opened. “Okay…okay. Marlowe, could you please report to me what we’ve learned so far regarding,” here the three-horned king gave a shudder of disgust, “the Tumblerverse?”
Marlowe nodded, quickly taking out a handkerchief to quickly wipe clean his glasses. “Certainly Sire. As you may remember, the Royal Research Mages have found that the ‘Tumblerverse’ is an inter-dimensional realm, connecting with all sorts of different ‘alternate universes’.”
“Such as?” asked Krampus as he slowly made his way to his long lounge chair. After so many hours of his daily court routine, his old bones had started protesting for rest again.
“We-ell, some have found worlds where, instead of our nation of Sleipgard, there is a nation called ‘Germaneigh’.”
“‘Germaneigh?” Krampus mulled the word over as he laid down. Frowning, he turned back to his Diamond Dog chamberlain. “That sounds more like a bad pun than an actual name for a nation.”
“Quite, sir. We have also found multiple portals that lead to the same world; however, each portal seems to focus on one specific inhabitant of that world, allowing one to watch their lives and how they interact with others.
“Usually, the portals allow the person they are attached to, their ‘owner’ as it were, to communicate with others connected to the Tumblrverse, allowing them to send questions and messages to each other. Usually, this is accompanied by a picture identification of some kind.”
“All fine and good Marlowe,” said Krampus, stretching and making himself comfortable on his lounge chair, “but if that is the case, why they message from someone called Anonymous?”
“Simple Sire. The researchers have also discovered that the Tumblrverse is home to various different spirits, collectively called Anons. While we haven’t figured out yet where they come from, we can say for sure that they have abandoned any noticeable forms of identity, both do as they please with no fear of repercussions and to hide within the ‘collective’ if necessary.”
The king groaned at that. “This is going to be like dealing with that Legion demon all over again.”
Marlowe smiled a bit. “Perhaps not Sire. I’m pretty sure we can turn this to our benefit.”
“How so?” asked Krampus, curious despite himself.
“Well, now that we, or more precisely you, are connected to the Tumblrverse, you can use it. If enemies of the nation are connected, we can find them and monitor them. You can ‘watch’ other ‘portal owners’, like the everyday folk who seem to have an excessive amount of portals to themselves, and get an idea on how they live their lives.”
The king smiled a bit at the thought. “Well, it certainly would help be stay connected to them.” The three-horned ruler let out a weary sigh. “After all, that is something we immortals need to constantly uphold.”
Marlowe nodded in agreement. “Also your Majesty, there is another benefit.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“Well…Several of the portal owners are…family…”
King Krampus didn’t say anything for a moment, looking off into the distance. Ruefully smiling, he turned to Marlowe again. “Thank you, old friend. My apologies for bellowing like that, today has been rather stressful. You are dismissed.”
“Thank you my lord,” said Marlowe as he bowed deeply before his monarch. He quickly turned around and headed out, closing the door behind him. The last thing he saw in the king’s chambers was Krampus, holding a familiar picture frame in front of him with his telekinesis, a sad look on his face.
((OOC: Trying out something different; rather happy with my first comic page.
((OOC 05/18/2012: Thought I’d add the scene above to help explain some things. Every once in a while, I’ll be adding scenes like this one if I feel they can add to the image.))