Follow me, Skroom, as I traverse the city of Ardnard, bringing you the best (and worst) news of the city’s events. From the mysterious Cruddleberry Festival to fleshy debauchery – there is nothing I will keep silent from my happsnapping readers.
LATEST REPORT:
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The Marblehang Championship
I ran out of money, but not out of luck. Follow me, Skroom, as I attend the Marblehang Championship, not only as a reporter, but a contestant.
Ardnard the wicked. Ardnard the depraved and irredeemable. You are loved in the grandness of your glory, for the living spaces where you shelter (many) of your citizens that flow your streets like blood. Our factories are your pumping heart and the river your intestinal tract peristaltically discarding of both trash and the poor. Oh thank you, Ardnard, for your daily work. Let us all toil in your blood and share our drinks in camaraderie in your liver.
Skroom Tattlewink
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The Marblehang Championship
I ran out of money, but not out of luck. Follow me, Skroom, as I attend the Marblehang Championship, not only as a reporter, but a contestant.
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THE KRANG HARBOUR FOOD FESTIVAL
I visit the food festival. Oh, what joyous treats and decadence. Join me as I venture the stalls of spice and delight.
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A FESTIVAL OF FLESH
I, Skroom, report from The Festival of Flesh. To be honest, I never saw the appeal, but maybe you will. Oh, the things I saw, the things I endured. Marvelous.
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CRUDDLEBERRY REACHES THE END
Oh, jolly sundangle, what an event! I have witnessed the unspeakable. I have seen the the real end of Cruddleberry!
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CRUDDLEBERRY CONTINUES
Cruddleberry continues! It is the day before the verdict. Join me, Skroom, as I report.
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HOW MANY WILL PERISH ON CRUDDLEBERRY ISLAND?
Skroom reports from the Cruddleberry event.
