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Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Tweeting Fate

For those of you with twitter, I have now set up a twitter account. You may follow me @TweetingFate. I am becoming quite technologically savvy since arriving in your world! I think it stems from a certain author, Ken Magee, whose novels inspired me to take to the "internet". 

[I would recommend this man's works. His depiction of the Fate who governs your world is quite fascinating. I took it to be a documentary. Intrigued? Follow him on twitter @KenMagee.]

Ken Magee
Author of Dark Tidings and Black Conspiracy

I was asked on twitter what my favourite food was. I was a little confused. 
I do not eat. 
Why would I do that? 
                                 I had a serious think about this, and I concluded that I am very curious about chili peppers. I like things with inevitable outcomes. 

Fate Fact:
In my own world we do have such things, but they are called capes pods. 'Capes' is Lothar for 'flavour'. They are mainly found in the Lotharian Empire, hence the name. 

What else might I like the taste of? 

Tweet your suggestions or post them in the comments. I would be interested to experiment while I am here. 

If you wish to know anything about the mortals I have dealt with, just ask!

If you wish to know anything about the places Time is now guiding you through, I am also happy to share My insight. 

Enjoy, and remember: you can tweet Me, not cheat Me.

Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Getting My Loom In A Twist

Well, this doesn't happen often. I pride myself on my emotionless state, but occasionally I become irritated.

"Don't get Your loom in a twist" was a phrase coined by Lord Chance after a particularly memorable and unfortunate incident back in prehistory, when My loom actually did become tangled and the Creator had to re-think the world of talking reptiles. We ended up with talking apes, instead.*

Lord Chance and His conjoined twin, the deaf-blind Lady Luck, are the bane of My eternal existence. Chance is always trying to thwart My well-laid plans with a roll of His infernal dice, and Luck, let Me tell you, is no lady. Father Chaos is just as bad. (He is called 'Father' because Chaos gives birth to order, but only a man could make quite as much mess in the process...)

I digress.

Through no end of disasterous meddling, which I have had to spend My eternity mopping up, the apocalypse is prematurely nigh. I don't want to worry you all, but unfortunately, there it is.

Fear not, though - I am on my way to averting this disaster.

  • Stage 1: Hatch A Cunning, Cosmic Plan. 

  • Stage 2: Hint via Prophecies. 
Check. (The damn fools had translated it incorrectly by the time it got around to being fulfilled, but I made sure a Seer put them right...)

  • Stage 3: Conception of the Hero. 
Che -

Hm. Well.

We may have a problem there. If you read this, you'll see why....

*Apologies and correction: I somehow forgot about the Saurians of Saura. Yes, we do have talking reptiles. We also have various kinds of Elf, Goblin, Dwarf, Dragon, Centaur, Faerie, Merfolk, and so on. Perhaps the occasional unicorn. Unnecessarily spiky pack-horses. Ahem. Yes. Well. As you were. 

Thursday, 17 January 2013

Greetings, Mortals...

Well, this is different.

Normally I have to appear in a vision to get people's attention, but this seems much more convenient. 

Greetings. I am Fate. 

(No, not your fate. The Fate. I preside over a different world to yours and I have to say, after a brief look around, I much prefer mine.)

This is where I share my insights into my world, and occasionally allow input from others. The mortal who writes about my world, for instance, is often quite insistent about being allowed to post her own words. She can be very pushy.

Here's an example of the drivel she comes up with when let out on her own:

Yes... my thoughts exactly.