Notices by M of Ragged Feathers (signalstation@raggedfeathers.com), page 2

They say dress for the job you want and that's why I'm dressed like an exhumed Pope on trial for heresy.

In a world... where the government steals an entire hour from the populace every year... one group of rebels... is taking their time BACK!

You've got no choice but to stand and fight when you're accused...

of DAYLIGHT SAVINGS CRIME!

[coming to theaters soon]

Signs Your Exorcist May Not Be Legit

1. Their sole piece of equipment they call a "Ghostbustin' stick," which you suspect is a storm-blown tree limb from your neighbor's lawn.

2. They claim they learned how to exorcise "from the streets" and so you ask "Which streets?" but when you go to those named streets, they still look pretty haunted actually.

3. When asked their favorite thing about being an exorcist, they say "Working in a field that has no centralized licensing authority."

There's no money to be made in stitching together parts from purloined bodies and using a tower-based lightning system to imbue them with life. The real money is in catering to the hobbyists who want to make their own monsters and selling them starter kits, supplies and how to guides.

More than half will never even make a single monster. They'll spend money just so they can imagine themselves as the sort of person who stitches together and animates monsters.

If there was still a Krypton, Superman would be a figure like Tarzan to them.

Crashed among savages, learned their ways. Probably shouldn't be allowed to come back.

OPPORTUNITY KNOCKS

Our small town is currently under siege by a HAINT: so far 3 people turned to tar, 1 cow taught how to speak, much glass broken, TVs don't work.

SEEKING: Haint Exorcist

No pay on offer at this time, but good exposure for an exorcist just starting out. We'll have Jermald, whose mind was wiped blank with fear, hold a sign with your name on the entry path to town for a year (or as long as Jermald holds out, they ain't looking good or eating regular) as FREE advertising.

FUN PRANK
Sneak into a bank and quickly consume a quarter ton of flowers to ingest the required volume of pollen and nectar.

Then, overnight, use your wax-producing glands to turn the vault into a hexagon-walled creche for our young!

So you're new to Mastodon, huh? Well, here's a few sites you might want to visit:

CREAKY'S HOUSE OF WET THINGS ($5 admission): Finest selection of not-dry things in the fediverse.

forgotten.dreams.pantry: An entire instance dedicated to compiling abandoned dreams to eat later. Good tips on home pickling!

The Tree That Doesn't Talk: Don't believe anyone who says it does! But DO check it out! Each leaf has a l'il ugly face on it. Wow! (Don't put your ears by its roots!)

MILLENNIALS ARE KILLING THE HAUNTED HOUSE GENRE

""I've got three roommates, you think I'd care if one of them was an angry ghost?"

"The hardest thing to believe about that movie wasn't the creepy doll moving about the house, but the fact that anyone lives in a house at all."

Be the dark wings blotting out the sun that you want to see in the world.