Tag Archives: Branded Figments

Two Kukris in Saltire Between Two Martlets Or

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/11/18/between-two-lions-passant-guardant-gules/) What triggered the aspersion of Texas cologne at the Lunation Gala? Siddhartha Huff’s twitch fit or Claw Hammer’s nerve storm? No matter. What was clear was that the affective threshold monitor had functioned with prim efficiency; revelers … Continue reading

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Between Two Lions Passant Guardant Gules…

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/11/11/argent-on-a-bend-azure/) “Claw?” Siddhartha Huff ejaculated interrogatively to his unpeopled hermetic chamber. On his screen he could see Claw’s pancake cracking as if he were modeling the facial contortion he solicited from the Posse of Matrons. Claw’s first words … Continue reading

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Argent, on a Bend Azure…

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/10/31/quest-to-quell-the-demotic/) Dominic Sixtus Venable Regulus bin Pugh-Fuchs, Fourteenth Montmorency, inaugurated the Lunation Gala. A zillion needles of light shafted the fête. Gentlepersons in radiant attire milled among eureka palms. Tables bulged with platters of candied fungi, trayed chalices … Continue reading

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Quest to Quell the Demotic

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/10/24/a-toil-of-two-tongues/) The spiel for the ceremonial dais shot was drearily familiar by now: I, Siddhartha Huff-bin-Chuck, Shootist of the Dais Pose, do petition Astrid-bint-Wanda, Matronissimx of the Posse, for leave to seize their Effulgencies in bi-polaroid fanfare to … Continue reading

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A Toil of Two Tongues

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/10/17/where-noise-is-canceled-and-air-is-free/) An aristo catwalk posture could be coached into a cack-handed nonentity, Siddhartha Huff surmised. Dialect was a horse of a different color. Sidd knew he must stifle Claw Hammer’s classless koine — the drawling pidgin of dinghy-spawn … Continue reading

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Where Noise Is Canceled and Air Is Free

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/10/10/know-your-place-said-the-boot-to-the-sock/) Within the close confines of Isthmia, what shielded the better sort from the dusky effluvia and clangor of the inducèdly frugal, besides walls, was a massive noise-whitening system. These two feats of segregation and filtration were tributes … Continue reading

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‘Know Your Place,’ Said the Boot to the Sock

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/10/03/claw-hammer/) Claw Hammer studied a handful of prehistoric photographs preserved in the Museum of Ancient Technology. “Why do barbs ape-grin in the pografs?” Siddhartha Huff processed the uppity punk’s patois for a moment. “Where did you learn about … Continue reading

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Ballin’ the Jack

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/09/21/its-not-over-until-its-celebrated/) On the runways of the Hall of Fenestration slenderness was next to godliness. The frescos of the Gilt Tabernacle of Mar-a-Gogo depict Museolini, god of the catwalk, being draped in sumptuous crinolines by wingèd benitos whose sheer … Continue reading

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‘It’s Not Over Until It’s Celebrated’*

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/09/15/le-coeur-a-ses-raisons-que-la-raison-ne-connait-point/) *From the charter of the Rhipidistian Society. The end of lunation 247.457627-12 matched about twenty douzains of the Old Reckoning. No one was quite sure how to label the new chronology, but it felt like more than … Continue reading

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Le Coeur A Ses Raisons Que la Raison Ne Connaît Point

(Continued from https://ethicaldative.com/2021/09/10/heres-conflict-it-had-to-come/ ) He was an oddity in the Rhipidistian peerage: a patrician who chafed under the yoke of privilege and pose. Siddhartha Huff knew in his bones that he was a left-handed entity in a right-handed body. Sidd … Continue reading

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