SP: Risvep
Captain Locke pulled the chain next to the door. A bell rattled on the other side. A moment later, a pale butler opened the door. The...
Captain Locke pulled the chain next to the door. A bell rattled on the other side. A moment later, a pale butler opened the door. The...
Steampunk is set in the era of machine replacing man, but that’ doesn’t mean the genre is in favor of that. Quite the opposite in fact....
The package rattled ominously when Kensington opened it. A hint of curved brass peeked through the shredded packing straw. He reached in...
Captain Locke hid in the bushes next to the gate of Lord Harthless’ Manor while watching Lady Keye stroll around the block for the last...
Kensington eyed his nemesis across the table as he dunked his biscuit into the cup of tea before him. The count began as he recalled the...
I ran across a recent article, the author bemoaned what killed Steampunk. The larger response pointed to the plethora of places...
Captain Locke unstrapped his service pistol and set it on the bed. Then he returned to the foyer where he’d kept Lady Keye waiting. “Is...
“This is diagram eighty three of my finger nail’s regrowth. Notice how...” Captain Locke struggled to raise his eyelids to full mast, but...
When he stepped into the hallway from his room, Captain Locke looked as far from the part of well to do investor as a thirsty man was...
Lady Keye shifted levers at random, “Hurry up Locke, we’ve got to stop this infernal machine!” The dancers lurched about the hall to...
“Now hold still Mr. Locke, while I line this shot up.” Captain Locke fidgeted, “I’m not comfortable letting anybody take a shot at me”...
“Ah, Locke! Welcome back from your mission in Japan. I say, what is that your wearing? You haven’t gone native have you?” Captain Locke...
Houston suffers from Dallas Envy. It’s been a subject on KUHF’s show Houston Matters. In the steampunk scene, we’re a bit uncoagulated...
Lord Grovincurry stood on the balcony, looking out over his hedge maze and enjoying a bright, cool morning and appropriate tea. He noted...
“Mr. Locke, Where were you on the night of October 11th, 1878?” “Excuse me, who are you to be asking a gentleman that?” replied Locke....
Gripping the rigging tightly, Lady Keye motioned with her head for Captain Locke to hurry up. Lock gave the boarding plank a tentative...
Now I’ve rested from the three days of whirlwind excitement at Steampunk November, I’m ready to put words to it. This year, SPN granted...
I'm in my PJs after a long cold night at Steampunk November. I've got to pack and get back out there for Sunday's festivities. But I...
I am really excited getting ready for Steampunk November (SPN) in a few weeks. Three days of music, vendors, tea and steampunks on the...
Captain Locke leaned against the oak tree, while Winston, his second, spoke to his counterpart. The pre-dawn fog masked any sign of Lord...