Oh dear, by morning Beaker had demonstrated himself undisputed king of the tree, ripping off the Predator’s whip tentacle AND stealing his hat. Well… well, shit.
Teavolve.
Honestly, it was kind of a mediocre night. Things have been slow recently, and that’s been kind of okay, because it meant that we got more time to focus on the amazing talent that’d come out. But tonight – traffic was so bad that my feature canceled – and that was kind of the death knell. The night still had some good heart, but… we know what that means.
