It was a stuffy day in the town of Furry Steampunk, a bustling center of innovation and furrae, and for 2 gentlemanly chums, it was high-time for a bit of fresh air and tobacco. Bidding their associates that they need their pipe-break (like a cigarette break, but with smoking pipes), Megido and Orca hitched up their flying machine and took to the brisk afternoon skies, floating over to the nearby undead wasteland to wipe out the ever-growing hoards of zombies that would crop up from time to time. After switching places a few times, and restuffing their pipes at least twice, they returned to the shindig with the same nonchalance they left with. The prolonged absence was nothing abnormal for the Steampunk gents, as everyone gathered knew that a "pipe break" was just a euphemism for "Screw you guys, we're goin' to do something fun".

The last submission of that 8-item list of requests I started back in...April? It only took 7-8 months to finish. Go me.

 megido