Midnight Pals: Mr. Electric (Patreon)

Ray Bradbury: Submitted for the approval of the midnight Society, I call this the tale of the eternal summer, the last vestiges of muggy august giving way to the bluster of autumn, the twinkling lights of town below in the humid night, young lovers stealing kisses in the dark, old men on the porch, jawin and chewin and chuckling at remembrances of romances long pastBarker: you’re literally just describing a Thomas Kinkade paintingPoe: clive

Stephen King: wow ray you really come up with some evocative imagery!King: whatever inspired you to become a writer anyway?Bradbury: well, it all started when I went to the county fair and met a wizardKoontz: whoa! A real wizard!King: no dean he’s talking about a magicianBradbury: [chuckling] am I? Bradbury: mr electrico was no mere magician!Bradbury: he had the REAL power!!!Bradbury: the power Bradbury: to fire a young boy’s IMAGINATION!Neil Gaiman: [clapping] right, right! Good show! Right on!

Ray Bradbury: and Mr Electrico pointed a flaming electrical sword at me and saidBradbury: “LIVE FOREVER!!”Bradbury: now I cannot be killedGretchen Felker-Martin: oh yeah, big mood

Bradbury: Mr Electrico said “Live Forever!”Bradbury: Now I cannot be killedBradbury: and it’s trueBradbury: c’mon try it outStephen King: no no I couldn’tBradbury: c’monBradbury: c’mon!!!Bradbury: come at me bro!!!Bradbury: I can take it!!

Bradbury: [slapping chest] c’mon, take a swing at me!Stephen King: I really don’t want to fight you RayBradbury: do it! Do it!Barker: I’ll do itPoe: cliveBarker: I’m just giving him what he wants!Poe: clivePoe: clive he’s like 100 years old

Mary Shelley: sup fuckersBradbury: mary!!! Come at me!Mary Shelley: okie dokie [immediately shivs Bradbury, blade snaps]Mary Shelley: what the fuckBradbury: ha! this isn’t even a tenth of my power!!! Bradbury: what did I tell you?!Bradbury: not a single one of you could defeat you!!Mary Shelley: oh yeah?Mary Shelley: guess we’ll have to gang up on you!! Get ‘im boys![Ann Radcliffe and Monk Lewis approach with chain and billy club respectively] [Bradbury effortlessly blocks roundhouse kick by Wrath James White]Bradbury: ha! Laughable![Bradbury effortlessly sidesteps kung fu chop by Alan Baxter]Bradbury: ha! Pathetic!

Bradbury: come on! Come at me!Robert E Howard: you sure about this pardna?Howard: this ain’t no pea shooter hombreBradbury: [slapping chest] what’s the matter, ya pussy? Bradbury: Fuckin do it!! Howard: hold on thar pardnaHoward: I think ya might wanna calm downBradbury: [grabbing gun and pulling Robert E Howard closer] Bradbury: DO Bradbury: IT Howard: [aiming gun] okay pilgrim you asked fer itPoe: bobPoe: bob this is getting ridiculousPoe: bob don’tHoward: [cocking gun] sorry pardnaHoward: I gottaHoward: it’s the law of the west

Ray Bradbury: [flexing] Behold!!! The power of Mr. Electrico!!! The electric man!!!Barker: so rayBarker: I hear this magician’s fakePoe: cliveBradbury: he’s a real magicianBarker: is he nowBarker: then why hasn’t anyone ever heard of himBradbury: heBradbury: he lives in Canada