Bilby Blackweal is a teacher at Cagger high school who’s career has been stuck ever since “The Incident”. An expert in discipline, Blackweal’s nefarious methods for order are brought into question when “the incident” exposes his truly dark and cruel nature.
Not all Masks of Teeth are made from actual teeth, thats a common misconception, though the best ones are. It takes actual teeth to get the most out of ones own self made Mask of Teeth. To unlock all of it’s potential. In fact the best teeth to use for ones mask are lost and missing teeth. Wether they have been pulled or the teeth have fallen out.
Eventually every neighborhood had their very own Day of Masks. They celebrated with elaborate parades and ghastly looking parade floats. These things were originally designed to be menacing, bright and colorful, but in an off-putting and gaudy kind of way. The messed up idea being, that the newcomers to the neighborhood would see them and get scared. Childish I know, but you should see these things!
If you need to get somewhere in The City That Forgot To Stay Clean, you may not want to take public transit. I think this goes without saying, don't you? As all one needs for their proof is to look up at the scary-crazy-confusing railway system high above our heads. Well, that is, on a good pollution day. Because lets face it, if there were a fifty point scale for pollution in Distinct Poplar. Today we be at one hundred and eleven.
There lived a fairy that delivered them days of the week. How she did this or why is irrelevant, the logistics are not important. What is important is that she did in fact exist...or that she didn't. Nobody knows for sure, but people who live in this city are fairly certain. Certain that she did or that she didn't, it really depends on who you talk to.
Buggskugg is a teenage kid with no family and no friends to speak of. He lives in a dumpster outside of the neighborhood grocery store and eats bugs to keep bullies at bay. When bad things start happening around the neighborhood, Buggksugg is the first to be blamed forcing him to retreat to the sewers which sparks a life changing adventure.
So my family once rented this place up in Pars Piece, where the windows were always closed and the blinds were always drawn. Where the walls were like soft wood that buckled and bent. Where the floors were checkered and dizzying to look upon. Where the knick-knacks and the furniture moved ever so slightly when not paying attention.