Do you have information about my son's murder and need the FBI contact information:
If you have any information about my son’s murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322
If anyone contacts you saying 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, is for sale, know that they are lying to you... it is my land, and it has been in my family since 1531... and the ONLY person whom has EVER gone around saying it is for sale, is a woman who the FBI believes to be the same woman who murdered my son.
My son is buried here, and the FBI believes she is trying to buy my land in order to destroy his grave and destroy evidence of his murder.
Since my son's murder November 14, 2013, every year dozens of real estate agent show up all with a story of a female developer who is offering them MILLIONS of dollars for my lot of land that is only 1/4 of an acre and is not big enough to develop.
When shown police sketches of my son's murderer, the real estate agents say "Yes, that's the woman who hired me to buy 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine", but then the woman disappears and the real estate agents never hear from her again... all contact information she gave them turns out to be fake.
The woman who murdered my son, is DESPERATELY trying to buy 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine... this is the woman to watch out for... and this is what she did:
Looking to find out more about my son's murder, that information is on these pages:
And if you're one of those lunatic jackass bullshitting alien abduction UFO freaks, looking for haunted cars, Stephen King, cryptids, or EBEs, first off, you can go fuck yourselves. I am so damned sick of you conspiracy brained motherfuckers harassing my family and turning my son's murder case into a circus of you psycho deranged bullshit. Here's some pages for you:
Miss Citten The Eel~Kat and her interdimensional space eels... after not being used in any story in over thirty years, EelKat is returning for her 50th anniversary in 2028, as a character in the visual novel: Quaraun Goes To the Fair, currently in production and expected to release summer 2026.I am an author. I write Yaoi. This is my website. Yaoi means my main characters are gay lovers. If that bothers you, you're on the wrong website. Sorry. ![]() Transman Quaraun (The Pink Necromancer) and his husband King Gwallmaic (aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn) King of The UnSeelie Court. Main characters of The Adventures of The Pink Necromancer series.
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If you are a hater, you can go fuck yourself.
Racist bigots like you MURDERED MY SON... they beat his 8 month old brains out with a golf club.
Racist bigots like you DROVE A BACKHOE OVER MY HOUSE... while I was 5 months pregnant.

Racist bigots like you BROKE MY SPINE AND PUT ME IN A WHEELCHAIR... broke my spine with a golf club while accusing me of being "a transvestite", while screaming "kill or be killed, kill all the trannies", while calling me "a man in a dress", WHILE, I a cis female, was 8 months pregnant!
So FUCK ALL OF YOU transphobic, gay hating bastards. Burn in Hell where shit like you belongs, and stay the fuck away from me and my family, you fucking pieces of filth!
I'm sick of MUFON nuts showing up in my yard calling me an alien abductee and claiming my friend is an alien EBE. WTF? Who the hell started this rumor and why do people keep believing it and harassing my family over it?
crazy reddit people have latched on to some weird slander and then hunted down my home address to harass my family in person and I don't know how to stop them. They have absolutely destroyed my life... and I haven't got a clue why they are even doing it to begin with!
this has been happening to my family for well over a decade now, and it is STILL happening right now in May 2026, and I am sick of it , and I don't know who started it or why... but it's really easy to find podcasts on spotify and youtube, and threads here on Reddit, that will tell you my car is "the world most haunted car" and feed you bull shit about me being an alien abductee, or telling you I was in Stephen King movies... really wild, and stupid people see that malicious slanderous bullshit and think it's real, then show up at my house, because those videos put my home address in them.
These people are out of control and when I say out of control, I mean my son Xavier is dead, i am crippled and people are AGAIN right now this week, showing up calling my Dodge "haunted", calling my friend "an alien", calling me "transgender", spreading wild defamation slander connecting me to Stephen King. I need to start taking down the contact information of every blogger, podcaster, youtuber, and social media account spreading these rumors, and sue every one of them for CAUSING my car to be cut in half May 10, 2010, for CAUSING the backhoe that drove over my house August 8, 2013, for CAUSING my son's murder November 14, 2013, for CAUSING me to be crippled and in a wheelchair November 14, 2013, and for CONTINUING to CAUSE harassers to show up in person to harass me near daily, STILL now in 2026.
EVERYONE saying my car is haunted, saying my friend is an alien, calling my car "the goldeneagle", calling my friend "Etiole", or trying to connect me or my car to Stephen King, is lying to you.
I mean, who in their right mind even believes in haunted cars to begin with?
Who in their right mind even believes in aliens or ufos?
Who in their right mind believes a car is haunted, so they cut the car in half, then drive a backhoe over the house its at because they think an 8 month pregnant woman is a transgender man wearing a dress? Then beats her up with a golf club, severed her spine, rips her baby out of her belly and bashes his head in with a golf club... who in their right mind does things like this?
They crippled me when I was 8 months pregnant, a woman with a golf club, severed my spine and bashed my baby's head in, I spent 9 years relearning to walk, and the FBI is 13 years into the murder investigation and not yet id-ed the attacker who crippled me and killed my baby, both violently with a golf club.
buglight lighthouse is the lighthouse on the college campus.
buglight lighthouse, (near Spring Point Lighthouse, both at Prebble Fort around the corner from Portland HeadLight Lighthouse), that is where my 8 month son was murdered November 14, 2013, same day i became paralized by the woman with a golf club. FBI investigation has been going 13 years now and they still have not identified her.
I had only 1 semester left at SMCC, but I've been paralyzed since the attack and not yet recovered enough to return to finish college.
I've always found it strange why was it never in the news what happened to me on campus? I was in Hillary's class at the buglight art study, there by the lighthouse, helping Hillary put the art stuff away.
I went out the big glass door, on the beach side, right beside the lighthouse, where my Volo was parked in the first spot, and the woman with the golf club had been hiding behind my car, jumped out and attacked. I was 8 months pregnant, she severed my spinal column, broke 3 vertebrae, forced early labour, and then killed my baby with the golf club too.
I had no use of my arms or legs for 9 years, and started relearning to walk in 2021 after 9 years paralyzed.
today in 2026, I have regained use of two fingers on my right hand, and have gained enough leg strength to push my wheelchair around the block like a rollator a couple times a week, but its been 13 years and I've not yet recovered enough to return to college and finish my last semester.
FBI believes it is friends/family of the woman who did it, who are the ones started and spreading the rumors saying my car is haunted, saying I'm an alien abductee, saying all kinds of similar bull shit about aliens, ufos, ghosts, witchcraft, demons, and Stephen King connections, even though I don't believe in ghosts, aliens, ufos, demons, and had never heard of Stephen King before 30k of his fans showed up in my yard trying to find my car!
FBI believes the backhoe driver and murderer are same person and that it is a developer who wanted my land, so started the Stephen King, ghost, and alien rumors all in an attempt to drive me off my land, but when it didn't work they drove a backhoe over my house, but when that didn't work they crippled me and killed my son.
And I don't even know why.
Why are they doing this?
How do I get them to stop?
And who? Who is behind this? I don't even know who the people behind it are!
If you have ever mocked my son's murder, know that only an evil person thinks mocking a baby's murder is funny, and YOU are evil. You who mock the murder of a child, you are vile. If you mock the murder of other people's children, then you certainly are not fit to be raising any children of your own. And if I find out YOU mocked my son's murder and you have a child, rest assuered I AM and probably ALREADY HAVE reported you to Child Protective Services. No fit parents
If you have ever mocked my WW2 homeless vet friend and called him an alien or demon, leading to his currentt crippled state after being gunned down by a mob of ufo nuts on November 24, 2021 in Biddeford, Maine, know that only an evil person thinks calling elderly men aliens and demons is a good time. You who call a crippled homeless man an alien, you are dispecable.
If you have ever mocked the fact that a backhoe drove over my house leaving me homeless for now 13 years... then I sincerly hope and pray that you become homeless in just a violent a manner as I did, that you may experiance for yourself the things you mock, and learn to never mock them again. Only evil people drive backhoes over houses and only evil people support them in their actuions. You who think
You are an evil, hateful person, and one day you will look back at the things you have done and realize just how evil you really are.
If you ever called my car haunted, if you ever called me a believer of aliens/ufos, if you ever in any way slandered me with alien, ufo, demon, ghosts, haunting, paranormal, or Stephen King bull shit, rest assured I DO hate YOU and YOU personally.
Happy 2026!
It is our 30th anniversary here at Space Dock 13!
On the web since 1996!
You have encountered an extremely old website that continues to exist in old web ways, the same way it has done for now three decades.
In spite of being now 30 years old this year, started in 1996, it is still heavily active and old pages updated daily, new pages added daily, still now in 2026. All hand written, all hand coded (no AI), all by me, same as it ever was.
We Still Exist: The Old Web Did Not Go Away, You Just Forgot How To Find Us
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40TH CENTURY DYSTOPIAN MAINE | COZY SWEET ROMANTASY | DARK FANTASY | ELVES & FAERIES & DEMONS & SHIFTERS | FURRY YAOI | GOTHIC LITERATURE | GYPSY MAIN CHARACTERS | INTERSEX CHARACTER | LGBTQAI+ FICTION | MARRIED GAY COUPLE | MINI STORY | Mpreg SERIES | POLY GAY ROMANCE | QUEER FICTION | SLICE OF LIFE | TRANSMAN CHARACTER | VIGNETTE | ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE |
🌸🦄🌸 The following story is part of a long running Furry Yaoi MPreg Fiction series about Elves and Faeries and Satyrs and Demons and Unicorns and Technomancer Wizards and Liches living in a Lighthouse and surviving as Travelling Merchants and Food Truck Chefs in Cyberpunk Dystopian 40th Century Maine, and Zombie Apocalypse and Time Travel but it’s Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Court’s Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. 🌸🦄🌸
It features a transman main character who is an often pregnant megalomaniac supervillain necromancer, married to an unhinged Faerie King.
This series was started September 23, 1978, and now spans 138 novels, 423 novellas, 500+ poems, and 3,000+ short stories. it celebrates it’s 50th, yes FIFTYITH! anniversary since the publication of it’s very first story (Friends Are Forever) on September 23, 2028!
The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane — A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction
Etiole, the silent Electric Eel MerMan, who is never seen talking in any story he's ever been in | ||||
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🌸{A Pink Necromancer Drabble Dozen, featuring Etiole} 🦄🌸
Wendy Christine Allen 🌸💖🦄 aka EelKat 🧿💛🔮👻
10 min read·Jun 25, 2024
The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane - A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction Story
Domestic Lives of Dangerous Faeries - LGBTQAI+ Queer MPreg Cozy Fantasy Fiction w a F2M Elf Wizard, a Gay Faerie Chef, & a BiSexual Demon Time Traveller, Free To Read Online
Series Trigger Warnings:
* Polyamorous married gay couple and their live-in lover
* Intersex main character, who lives as a trans man
* Furry Yaoi
* Characters often drink, swear, use drugs, and smoke hookahs.
* Transman Mpreg
Not all things appear in all stories.
Series Heat Level:
* Short Stories: Sweet, Fluffy, Lime, or Limon
* Novellas: Lime, Limon, Orange
* Novels: Orange, Lemon
What is the series about?
It's three god-level, planet destroying, alien invader Space Elf, Space Faerie, Space Demon megalomaniac super villain bumbling wizards, and their ship's crew (The UnSeelie Court) with big global domination plans, whom have invaded 40th century Earth, settled in a lighthouse in Maine, started a zombie apocalypse, are hellbent on destroying all Humans and taking over the planet, but are never getting anything done because they are too busy throwing temper tantrums, having hissy fits, and flinging food, sea slugs, insults, and sexual tension at each other, to ever get around to destroying the planet.
It's slice-of-life survival horror in a post-apocalyptic necromantic dictatorship, told through dysfunctional domestic intimacy between soul-stealing villains who rule the world. Welcome to the spiralling madness of Quaraun’s eldritch, sensory-heavy, character-driven, neurotic, dysfunctional, intimate, sugar-dusted Fae-punk world. This is the hostile, dystopian, necromantic, and hyper-sensory domestic horror of Quaraun’s everyday life with BoomFuzzy (and sometimes GhoulSpawn), in a grim world ruled by undead Faerie warlords where society has collapsed and survival is brutal, intimate, and corrupt, and Humans are often on the menu of UnSeelie Court feasts.

Seen in image:
- IMAGE 1: The Pink Necromancer, Thullid Infested Moon Elf silk weaver, travelling merchant, & Royal Court Mage of The UnSeelie Court: Quaraun Swanzen on Noodle Beach. With his unhinged temper, his 12 foot long prehensile, venomous jellyfish tentacle hair, his deadly laser wand, and his inability to stay sober long enough to cast a spell properly, he is the most feared being in the known universe. Quaraun is literally a Space JellyFish (A Thullid) whom has taken control of the corpse of a dead Elf.
In the year 2525, a comet struck the Moon. Now, in 40th century Maine, Earth is frozen, the Moon is fractured, and UnDead Lobsters are a serious problem. And then there's Quaraun: The Pink Necromancer. Most feared super villain on Earth. Possibly the galaxy. Maybe ever. But all he wants is tea, silk embroidery, and a calm evening in his lighthouse.
- IMAGE 2: Master Chef Phooka turned Lich King of The UnSeelie Court: King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck. He is king of the entire fucking planet. Defy him and he'll serve you as the main course of the next UnSeelie Court feast. The world's only known Unicorn, in his true form he is a tiny lilac coloured Shetland Pony with a gleaming silver horn. In his Lich form he is a blue crystal skeleton of a Friesian stallion.
BoomFuzzy, the Unicorn Lich King of the UnSeelie Court, is Quaraun's dead husband. Technically dead. Officially terrifying. Unofficially the best baker left in the apocalypse.
- IMAGE 3: The Satyr-like, mad scientist Sheep Demon: Gremorse Liore aka GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. He is Quaraun's apprentice, and fast becoming the most powerful wizard in the universe.
GhoulSpawn, their brilliant, baffled companion, fell through time from 1978 and never found the way home. Now he juggles tech repairs, running from zombies, and being madly in love with the two most dangerous men of the apocalypse.
- Art by Wendy Christine Allen.
- Not seen here: Toobe: a deceptively innocent looking tiny flying silver metal orb that hoovers around GhoulSpawn, giving science reports and scanning for dangers, Toobe is a sadistically insane sentient AI from thirteen thousand years in the future, who is the real brains behind the plot of global domination.
🌸{A Pink Necromancer Drabble Dozen, featuring Etiole} 🦄🌸
Drabble 1–1.1:
BoomFuzzy stirred quietly in the lighthouse kitchen, the scent of brewing Moxie mingling with sea air.
Quaraun and GhoulSpawn, nestled under warm pelts, slept soundly.
BoomFuzzy’s grey dreadlocks shimmered in the dawn light as he hummed softly, pondering the season’s bounty.
“It’s horseshoe crab time at MoonSnail Cove,” he whispered, eyes twinkling.
He imagined their hard shells, the briny sweetness they’d bring to his new dish. He could already taste the delicate flavours he’d create. The tranquillity of the morning, the gentle waves, and the promise of fresh ingredients filled him with joy.
Today, he would cook with love.
Drabble 2–1.2:
Quaraun rose from the cozy bed, wrapping himself in a silk robe. He climbed the spiral stairs to the lighthouse’s top, each step echoing softly.
On the balcony, he breathed in the crisp, salty air. Below, Noodle Beach stretched out, its sand glistening in the first light. MoonSnail Cove lay serene, tide low, revealing clusters of horseshoe crabs.
The ocean shimmered, a canvas of gold and pink hues. Gulls called softly in the distance, their cries mingling with the gentle lapping of waves.
The world felt at peace, bathed in the calm embrace of the new day’s light.
Drabble 3–1.3:
After breakfast, the three friends descended the rocky cliffs, laughter echoing in the crisp morning air. Quaraun’s cane tapped rhythmically, while BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn joked about the day’s catch.
The lighthouse stood tall behind them, casting a protective gaze over MoonSnail Cove. The scent of seaweed and saltwater filled their lungs as they reached the beach, the sand cool beneath their feet.
“Let’s find the best horseshoe crabs!” BoomFuzzy exclaimed, eyes sparkling.
Quaraun smiled, feeling the sun’s warmth on his face, the rhythmic waves soothing his mind. Together, they wandered along the shore, enjoying the simple joy of friendship and the promise of a delicious feast.
Drabble 4–2.1:
As they wandered the shore, BoomFuzzy’s voice took on a spooky tone.
“Yis ken the legend of the cave?” he asked, glancing at GhoulSpawn.
Quaraun smirked, knowing what was coming. GhoulSpawn, intrigued, shook his head.
“Crystal Cave, submerged beneath these cliffs, houses an evil, mute Electric Eel MerMan,” BoomFuzzy began, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “He waits in the dark waters, hunting tourists. That’s why this beach is always empty.”
The wind picked up, sending a shiver through GhoulSpawn. The waves crashed ominously, the cave’s dark mouth barely visible.
“You’re joking.”
GhoulSpawn laughed nervously.
“Am I?”
BoomFuzzy’s grin was unsettling.
Drabble 5–2.2:
As they neared the cave, GhoulSpawn’s nerves grew. The entrance yawned like a beast’s maw, shadows dancing within.
Quaraun clutched his cane tightly, his silver hair fluttering in the breeze, eyes darting nervously.
BoomFuzzy, ever fearless, strode forward, gathering horseshoe crabs with practiced ease. His laughter echoed off the cliffs.
“Nothing to fear,” he chuckled, his voice steady. “MerMan or not.”
Quaraun shivered, glancing at the dark waters. BoomFuzzy’s immortal presence offered little comfort against the growing dread.
“Yis safe with me,” BoomFuzzy reassured, but his gaze lingered protectively on Quaraun.
The day was clear, serene, yet an unsettling chill hung in the air.
Drabble 6–2.3:
As they collected crabs, eerie sounds echoed from the cave, a low, haunting moan that sent chills through GhoulSpawn. Quaraun’s eyes widened, his grip on his cane tightening as he glanced nervously at the dark water. Shadows moved beneath the surface, rippling unnaturally.
“Did you see that?” GhoulSpawn whispered, his voice trembling.
Quaraun nodded, fear etched on his face.
BoomFuzzy sighed, though his eyes never left the water.
“Yer imaginations are wild,” he chided gently. “Etiole’s not here.”
But his reassuring tone wavered slightly. The air grew colder, the sense of dread thickening. BoomFuzzy’s confidence masked a growing concern for Quaraun’s safety.
Drabble 7–3.1:
Quaraun’s eyes caught a glint among the kelp. He carefully pulled a string of silvery black pearls from the tidal pool, their beauty mesmerizing. The air grew colder; the sky darkening with ominous clouds.
GhoulSpawn’s warning shout came too late.
With a terrifying roar, the MerMan lunged from the water, electric eyes blazing. His scaled, eel-like body twisted violently, and he snatched the pearls from Quaraun’s trembling hands.
Quaraun stumbled back, heart pounding, his cane slipping on the wet rocks.
BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn rushed to his side as the MerMan’s chilling presence loomed, the stormy sea echoing their rising fear.
Drabble 8–3.2:
The MerMan, silent and menacing, raised his shimmering silver arms. The sea obeyed his command, waves crashing violently. Storm clouds churned above, the air electric with tension.
GhoulSpawn and BoomFuzzy pulled Quaraun back, their hearts racing.
Undead lobsters, summoned by the MerMan, scuttled from the depths, claws snapping ominously. Lightning crackled, splitting the sky. A bolt struck inches from Quaraun, the blast throwing him off his feet.
“We’re in real danger!” GhoulSpawn shouted, eyes wide with fear.
BoomFuzzy’s expression hardened.
“Back to the lighthouse!”
As another bolt struck, the trio scrambled, the MerMan’s wrath echoing behind them, the storm’s fury intensifying.
Drabble 9–3.3:
The MerMan’s silent fury drove the ocean into a frenzied inferno. Waves towered, crashing with deafening force. The trio stumbled over jagged rocks, the tide rapidly swallowing the cove.
“Run!” BoomFuzzy yelled, his voice barely audible over the roaring sea.
Undead lobsters clawed at their feet, the cold, salty spray stinging their faces.
GhoulSpawn gripped Quaraun’s arm, pulling him through the rising waters. The beach was vanishing, angry waves crashing relentlessly.
Quaraun’s heart pounded, fear clawing at his chest.
The lighthouse, their sanctuary, seemed impossibly far.
As another monstrous wave surged, the MerMan’s electric eyes followed them, relentless and vengeful.
Drabble 10–4.1:
The MerMan’s wrath intensified, waves crashing with brutal force. BoomFuzzy’s quick thinking kicked in. He raised his hands, summoning his Frost Lich powers. Icy tendrils snaked out, freezing the water around the MerMan.
“Go! Now!” BoomFuzzy shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos.
Quaraun and GhoulSpawn scrambled over the treacherous terrain, the rising tide nipping at their heels.
The icy barrier held the MerMan momentarily, his electric eyes flashing with fury.
Navigating the slippery rocks, the friends made their way to higher ground.
As the ice began to crack, BoomFuzzy followed swiftly, the MerMan’s roars echoing behind them, promising relentless pursuit.
Drabble 11–4.2:
Heartbeats thundered in their ears as the friends raced against the encroaching tide, the MerMan’s furious cries echoing through the tumultuous air.
BoomFuzzy’s Frost Lich magic created brief barriers of ice, slowing their pursuer.
Quaraun slipped on wet stones, GhoulSpawn’s firm grip steadying him.
The lighthouse loomed ahead, a beacon of safety against the raging elements. They sprinted up the slick stairs, the MerMan’s electric presence close behind.
With a final burst of energy, they slammed the heavy door shut; the cave disappearing beneath the relentless waves. Silence fell, broken only by their gasping breaths.
Inside, warmth and relief washed over them as the storm raged on outside.
Drabble 12–4.3:
Back in the safety of the lighthouse, the trio gathered by the crackling fireplace.
Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn nestled together under warm pelts, the tension of their ordeal melting away.
They shared quiet laughter, recounting their harrowing escape.
BoomFuzzy prepared a special dish with the horseshoe crabs, his skilled hands moving with practiced ease. The aroma of spices filled the air, mingling with the comforting scent of burning wood.
As they savoured the meal, a sense of peace settled over them. The flickering firelight danced on their faces, illuminating smiles of relief and gratitude.
Together, they had faced danger and emerged stronger, their bond deeper than ever.
Etiole:
Quaraun’s great-great-grandson. Youngest son of Sir Roderic (Lord of The Twighlight Manor), and youngest brother to The Dazzling Razzbury. Etiole’s mother was Lady Melneeva, an Eel Siren who is GhoulSpawn’s half sister by the same father but different mother.
Etiole was the main character of the series from 1978 through 2006, when the series was still known as The Twighlight Manor series and was not yet called The Quaraun Series.
I have not written a story featuring Etiole as a character, since “Love, Lust, Madness” in November 2006…until June 2024, when I started writing new stories about him for Medium.
Oddly, there are weird rumors throughout Maine, of people believing this character to be a real person, which, yeah, Google it, and you’ll see how deranged some people are about him. They even started calling my 1964 Dodge 330 “The Golden Eagle” after him, and claiming he haunts my car.
A real local man, did in fact model for several paintings I made of Etiole, in the 1980s, and he is the same homeless man I let sleep in my car at night.
For some unknown reason, locals have built up many wild conspiracy theories about the homeless man, dubbing hi8m “Etiole”, claiming he is a UFO alien, and some of them even make the claim that I was abducted by aliens!
Yeah, just Google “Golden Eagle EelKat’s Car” or “Etiole Amphibious Aliens” and you’ll see how deep down the rabbit hole fantasy prone delusional conspiracy theorists went with their rumours about this FICTIONAL character, that they believe to be a real cryptid/demon/alien/whatever.
Etiole has long been, hands down, the number one fan favourite character from the series, and is the character whom I get the most fan mail about, the most fan requests for more stories of, and to date, he is the character who’s name single handedly drives the most Google search result traffic to my website- to the tune of over THREE MILLION visitors PER MONTH just for that one search term “Etiole”!!!
Etiole the Eel MerMan. 3d printed figurine by Wendy Christine Allen. Quaraun, seen here in his Grand High Emperor of The Triple Planets era, with his great-grand son Etiole the Eel MerMan. 3d printed figurine by Wendy Christine Allen. Etiole, the Electric Eel Merman. EelKat’s 2nd in command on Planet Ptarmagin. The most powerful mage of the MerFolk. He wields lightening bolts and summons hurricanes. 3d printed figurine by Wendy Christine Allen. |
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The Pink Necromancer, Moon Elf silk weaver & merchant: Quaraun on Noodle Beach. His master chef Phooka turned Lich husband: BoomFuzzy with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck. And their on again/off again mad scientist Sheep Demon lover: GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. Time Travel setting swings back and forth between 40th century Maine after a comet hit the moon decimating the planet, and the 1970s, Maine. Quaraun in the main character, he and BoomFuzzy are a married gay couple. GhoulSpawn is their shared live-in lover. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.
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The Pink Necromancer: The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane aka The Twighlight Manor Series
🌸🦄🌸 Furry Yaoi Fiction about Elves and Faeries and Satyrs and Demons and Unicorns and Technomancer Wizards and Liches living in a Lighthouse and surviving as Travelling Merchants and Food Truck Chefs in Cyberpunk Dystopian 40th Century Maine, and Zombie Apocalypse and Time Travel but it’s Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Court’s Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. 🌸🦄🌸
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