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[anactoria]

So, I seem to be developing this world in my head in which Dan and Adrian are both Arthur-Machen-story-style amateur supernatural sleuth types in the 1920s and accidentally summon Eldritch Horrors to wreak havoc on New York in the pursuit of Forbidden Knowledge. (I have also developed a worrying case of Capitalitis, by the looks of things.)

Stop it. Both of you. Go away. I have enough of you already. I mean it. Stop smirking.

*groan*