You dozy fucking bunch of plums - those numbers on the so-called 'league table' are nothing to do with the number of posts, they're the years that people are posting from. 'king obvious.
Ottoline - 1649
Puritans, witches, Papal decrees
Ottoline's Barbelith posts are hand written, sealed with wax and delivered by a young lad with the pox.
Deva - 1916
WWI, steam trains, Shackleton, tweed
Deva sends and receives posts via carrier pigeons, released from a wicker basket which she keeps in the side-car of her Triumph motorcycle.
Saveloy - 1923
Flappers, bobs and spats
While his boss is busy putting on his top hat and brushing off his tails, Saveloy misuses the ticker-tape machine at the city firm where he works as a clerk.
Suedey - 1950
De-mob suits, pork pies and Ealing comedies
Suedey logs on with the short-wave radio set installed in his uncle Terry's garden shed (a converted Andersen shelter). He can view pictures as ghostly green waveforms on his uncle's cathode ray oscilloscope.
Lurid Archive - 2017
WW3, ice-caps melt and Satan returns to Earth
Deep in the Barcelona City nuclear bunker, Lurid tries to drown out the sounds of the apocalypse overhead by listening to downloads of Barbelith on his pea-sized iPod implant. Each post is read aloud in the comforting voice of a celeb from the past - Flyboy is narrated by Martin Jarvis, Haus by Jimmy Young, Whisky Priestess by Una Stubbs and Ganesh by none other than Bernard Cribbens.
grant - 7702
Brains in tanks, thought-powered travel, Voobrax-12
grant must assume his crystalline form to tunnel through clouds of soil to the surface of Panasol, the megaplanet formed when all the planets of the solar system collided. Once there he bounces thoughticles of pure will off the surface of Anusol (the artificial moon which orbits the Sun once a year) and plunges them into the Sun, to access the omniweb which lies buried at its core. With each post he travels forward a year. Soon he will reach infinity and become omnipresent. No one can stop him, no one! |