CRYPTIC'S
CHOICE
    Cryptic
drew a silent breath as he watched the massive stone doors open at
the correct alignment of the waystones, but his heart was racing.
He'd always had a penchant for the unusual, after his namesake. More
than the unusual, really, after a masters in archeology he'd spent
his entire career and more money than he had searching for
something... truly special.
    This
was the first time anything actually showed any promise of truth.

The
Toon Files Episode 65: The Dark of the Flight
Ari
managed to let out one brief but loud scream right before the killer
was able to deliver the final blow.
This
caught the attention of the detectives, who went running in the
direction of the cry of terror.
“NOO!!!”
Mike, Aang, Gloria, Seth, and the rest yelled when they discovered
Ari lying dead in her seat.
“Wha…..what
happened?” Sarada asked, yawning while wearing her pajamas. The
other plane survivors came up, and they all saw Ar

The
Toon Files Episode 64: Gone a Bit Batty
Rouge
and Gadget did not have a long distance to go to reach the wreckage
of Mila’s helicopter. It was getting tossed around in the waves,
but luckily it was still visible.
“You
keep this baby in the air, I’ll get the body,” Rouge told Gadget,
flying out of her seat and towards the helicopter. The bat girl was
able to avoid being bothered by the constant rain. With the help of a
hammer she busted through the glass and was able to grab the hyena

The
Toon Files Episode 13: The Grand Finale
Kairel,
Eddy, and Vitani made their way up to the tower that had been damaged
by fire. “Hard to believe any kind of royalty lived in place with
conditions like these,” Vitani coughed because of some dust.
“I
think Caltrin said this tower used to be where the former king and
queen resided,” Kairel explained.
“There’s
another piece of ripped paper,” Eddy noticed, seeing it lodged in a
crevice in the wall.
As
they pulled it out, the door sud

The
Toon Files Episode 11: Chinese Stakeout
Caltrin
frowned at that news that the suspects were narrowed down to someone
he thought he could trust.
“Do
any of you have sufficient alibis from since the last time Terzar was
seen?” Double D questioned.
“I
was practicing my swordplay in the armory,” Stryal said.
“I
was off running errands around the palace,” Jari said. All of the
others didn’t have any witnesses to back them up.
“Can
I go? I have a date to catch,” Maviy explained,

The
Toon Files Episode 39: The Terror From 20 Years Ago.
Only
Felicia, Bernard, and Bartok remained at the sides of the 4 old
detectives.
“I
am upset….but I know splitting up won’t do us any good now,”
Bernard commented, earning a thankful smile from Ms. Bianca.
“I
really don’t care anymore….” Felicia yawned, “I’m going to
go back to Scat Cat’s world. Follow me if you need me.” She then
walked to the portal they used to enter the Stitchpunks’ world.
“We
have to catch

The
Toon Files Episode 31: All Show and No Case.
“Could
I come too?” Jude asked, having still that place in his heart for
animated talking animal movies from his youth.
“If
you want, yes,” Bernard nodded.
“All
groups need comic relief,” Basil teased silently, only to receive a
disapproving nudge from Dawson.
Nerris
used his powers to open the portal to the next realm.
“Ah,
so this is when my dreams start to get filled with crazy effects,”
Nikki commented, her and Jude heading thr

RIGHT
MAKETH MIGHT, PART FIVE
“Where’s
The Bat” indeed.
Our
freelancing bat anthro was in the middle of waiting to make his move,
for a large, fat bull-headed minotaur was their next “Pillar”
target, one of the many obstructions to erecting the fabled Lazarus
Field in Aryion, another source of depravity, degenerate behavior and
delinquency.
Yes,
delinquency. THESE were the role models that kids today had? If so,
they were better off doing drugs. He frowned darkly as he hid in the
clos

RIGHT
MAKETH MIGHT, PART TWO
“Tell
us about yourself.”
The
Bat took a long drag of his cigarette, his burning red eyes gazing at
them like twin setting suns as he sat within a pastel-cream-colored
hotel lobby. They’d shacked up here for the weekend and had utterly
rented every room out to be safe...The Bat had treated them. He was
rich. He was powerful. He was deadly.
And
yet oddly, when out of his “vigilante” element, he was...sad.
Everything about him seemed sad, mournful and solemn,