Topher Lydon

:: Chuckles :: Stoker's social anxiety is adorable at times, I enjoy that both he and Hugo have their moments. Their strengths and weaknesses and aren't afraid to rely upon each other. They both make mistakes... But Stoker's back on top

Kulai City – Æuum – Bravo Site A brightly lit, traditional Japanese house sat nestled away from the city's main thoroughfares, a well of tranquility in the urban sprawl. The air was still and cool, filled with the scent of meticulously tended gardens and the gentle rustling of bamboo in a breeze. Simple yet beautiful, the house was a masterpiece of order, its clean lines and distinctive gates promising a sanctuary from the world outside. The ga

No, they were both walking disasters. And they would have pulled each other down. But they needed each other in the way that they had each other. And I think that counts more. We all remember our first true love, that first Great love, and Kevin was mine. Next will be Ottawa Tales, and Wil, as promised.

And that's one of the biggest loves of my life. the story is complete, as complete as I am willing to tell it. I hope it was okay. If you liked it, review it, or give me feedback, or just ... a hug. I need a hug after that one.

So it’s hour come round at last, an ending shuffles it’s way forward. When writing this, I knew I would eventually have to come face to face with this moment. For all the fun and humour and good memories as well as the bad, there has to be an ending. I could hand wave, rewrite the stars and history, tell you that Kevin and Jimmy found love and laughter, and maybe a nice cottage up in Warwickshire near a duck pond with a gay duck. I’d be lying to myself. And to you, dear reader. And I w

Well Tory-boy is not Tory-girl and doing amazingly well for themselves, we actually chat from time to time... reminds me to message her. Lovely girl, and really kind after growing up... we agree not to talk politics.

I would like to admit that was the only time... but there is something about arguing with someone that is... causes... yes... just YES

Poor Poor Hugo, you have no idea how right you are. i would say Poor Stoker, but you know HE loves it.

The Indomitable Madam Woo

Kulai City – Æuum – Bravo Site The air in Kulai City was a thick, humid blanket of sensation. It pressed in from all sides, carrying the scent of exotic spices, street food sizzling on unseen griddles, and the faint, sweet perfume of alien flowers that bloomed in bioluminescent gardens on the sides of buildings. The city was alive at night, a vibrant, chaotic symphony of noise that enveloped Wojciech and Stoker the moment they passed through

Working hard, there's a new Carter book in the pipeline, an Enrico one after that. And am working on some short stories

Challenge accepted. YOU know which of the boys is going to be the first to break something.

I wonder if she makes naughty Anachronauts write lines. I shall not create paradoxes that threaten the time line. I shall not create paradoxes that threaten the time line.

Never done that... a terribly small Saturn, but never a station wagon.

Not the oddest place I have ever found myself involved with someone. Victor, a boy I ended up in a very complicated and physical relationship with... and I, in a nuclear bunker, under a mountain, in one of the infamous "Chinese Dragons" (a series of very important mountains in China)... there is a photograph on my harddrive somewhere... not that you lot are EVER going to see that... just that ... well... Victor was a handful,

I mean, I didn't anticipate it at the time, I was kinda thinking about other things... The mud was just kind of there... LOL I swear the car that passed up that night must have seen something, and just decided to ignore the two boys dogging in a layby

Yep, *that* night was all kinds of conflicting moments, but it was one that Kevin showed me something I needed to know. Even though he couldn't say things, he showed me things... he turned up. He loved me without saying the words, he didn't have to sometimes. I just knew, like I know he did.

Jimmy. It was his middle name, truer than the one his father had given him before throwing him out, or the one his mother had left him with, for she wasn't strong enough to be a mother. It was as if the dice were loaded from the start. What else could he do? He could either fight, or quit. Naturally guess which one Jimmy had chosen. His legs dangled off the chalky cliffs of Beachy Head. The wind howled, and waves crashed against the rocks below. The famous lighthouse shone its beac

My good friend, Any time you want to borrow Stoker, go nuts. You know whole heartedly, what he will do to your plots

OMG... I DO know you... I mean KNOW know you... omg... Ian... wow... um... hey there. Now I am very pink.

Wasn't he though? Guy had Psycho written all over him. I got on with him, thankfully, but there was always that danger about him. And yes they were both out of my league as well, I mean I ended up in bed with the manager once, but that was a disaster and never went anywhere beyond "This is not working, I am going to sleep now" Kinda like sleeping with an older brother or something. Weird, awkward, and you know right away that it was not what you wanted. Still he was a great guy to know, lovely and genuine and he gave me some really good advice. This is driving me nuts now, I am running through all the guys I... *ahem* it's a long list... and TBH I mostly slept with Kevin back then. Do you remember Lynn? Short Lesbian, had that tiny tiny car, used to bus everyone up to Brighton and made me drive... Wait didn't you have, like, really soft hair?

The name... the face... oh God it's pushing at a memory. We've CERTAINLY had a drink together, I am sure of that... As for more... again there's something of a memory there... Ian, damnit why am I so old and can't remember things... Ian... It's in there and will come back to me. No I am SURE we've had a drink or two together. You were pretty cool if I am remembering... didn't you date... or go out with oh God's what was his name... ack I need more coffee... no I AM SURE I know/knew you. I was always in Waistcoats, looking like I always needed to have a sandwich. round glasses, gawky and weird. Come to think about you, you probably knew Kevin too.

Hell no, where's the fun in that? Up next : <REDACTED> My editor will kill me if I give out spoilers.

Cafe Blues, I knew the owner. Gay as anything, ex-army. Tried it on with him, but he and I weren't really a fit, still doesn't change that the guy was nice, wise, and kind. Damned if I can remember his name. I remember his on an off again Boyfriend, handsome guy if a bit... rough around the edges and unkind when he thought he was protecting someone. I was there when the place collapsed, bad luck, bad finances, and bad choices. So I have placed when you were there. :: detective Chris is on the Case:: I am endeavouring to figure out if I ever met you.

Citadel - Æuum – Delta Site The tendrils of incense curled through the air, their smoky ribbons carrying the scent of sandalwood and something ancient, deep in the Temple and away from the disappointed and confused crowd that was dispersing back to their own lives, be it Kulai city or one of the other streams. Murmurs of discontent and arguments over Stoker’s decision to reject the Aggregate still echoed as they tried to make se