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Sam Starfall
Impossible to miss in his blue environment suit, the grasping alien squid Sam Starfall
hates to miss out on freebies and took advantage of a brief commotion while he intruded in through the window.
Sam tends to make himself scarce at the best of times, particularly when there’s work to be done, but he
manages to sneak into the fore when money is mentioned. Then just as quickly sneaks out as the wallets
start to go missing. Although not to be trusted, Sam is nonetheless a lovable friendly face and did
become a little more mature than usual when charged with the responsibility of minding his cousin’s multitude
of offspring. His stay at the café has been a welcome respite from captaining the Savage Chicken; a ship
whose computer has been trying to kill Sam for the good of all mankind.
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Helix
Who would have thought that a low-budget, medium-duty warehouse robot with a 10-year old’s
mentality would make such an excellent short-order cook? Helix, the ball on four stocky legs, is the most
cute of all the odd-shaped robots who assist in maintaining the café. Never hindered by his cumbersome
gait, Helix's first loyalty is to his comrades Florence and Sam, but he responds with equal childlike enthusiasm
toward all of the café staff and customers. So far his only downfall since Freefall has been excessive
curiosity; a trait that saw him incarcerated in a store room for closely watching the song and dance act of an
embarrassed Kathy Grrsn.
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Hortmage
Horticulturalist extraordinaire, Hortmage was one of the Café’s first attendees after
Florence and Jenny showed light of day to the nearly forgotten old place. He arrived to deliver lemon
grass hula skirts to the two canine ladies. In a bemused state, Hortmage was reminded that with
herbivores there’s a fine line between florist and
caterer. As he observed, White Pony mistakes the skirts for appetizers; lured to the ladies sides by
the lemony scent. Since receiving an overdue gift from Sam Starfall, Hortmage has not been seen recently,
but the splendid flowerbeds and wall-ivy of the café’s exterior indicate that he is not far away.
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Jes
Unaware that her father was an unwilling participant in receiving a squid’s kiss, Jes
instantly reported the event to Hortmage’s wife with the loud cry, "Mum! Dad’s looking at vixens
again, and now he’s kissing a squid." Rumours have long circulated that Jes had already made a
similar announcement, after seeing a promotional
image of Florence Ambrose on her father’s computer, which she mistook for a fox engaged in striptease.
Ah well, ratting on either of your parents is one of life’s short-lived pleasures.
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Archae
It was a day to be well-remembered by all those in attendance.
A hyena, her tail
ablaze, was being furiously chased around by a pair of foxes who, by awry unicorn magic, had morphed into a
plush bear and toy pony. Yet, one customer whom had entered the café merely turned his head and watched
in unworried silence. Such is the nature of Archae, the archaeopteryx (from the Greek "Ancient" and
"feather or wing") who quietly shuns suggestions of being a bird by flourishing his pearly white teeth.
Presumably it is through the time nexus of the café that Archae escaped the fate of his Germanic kindred, all
presumed to be extinct after the Jurasic period.
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Alaskawolf
A cleanly dressed wolf of noble brow and tall stature was once seen delivering
correspondence to the Cross Time Café. We believe this to be the gentleman known as "Alaskawolf" for whom
the Postal Service motto has never been more true; neither rain, nor hail, nor snow will prevent the mail
getting through.
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Earl McClaw
Playful and energetic, the black-striped, white tiger, Earl McClaw (who is not Scottish,
despite the name and kilt) took an immediate liking to the café’s Main Manager, Mzkitti. Eager to impress
her, McClaw attempted by use of claw to hunt down the lingering rogue tail puffs, but in doing so accidentally
snared the only ball of fluff legitimately attached to her tail. Benevolently, Mzkitti waived off a more
ferocious reaction and suggested Earl might be more of a help with security elsewhere in the café. Earl
suggested instead that he make deliveries, and was later seen very busy in the café’s adjacent garage preparing
his old motorcycle in hopes of actually getting that job.
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Little Dragon
While exploring the uncharted caverns far beneath the café, White Pony and Florence Ambrose
chanced upon a magnificent and elegant creature whose origins lie somewhere in nearly forgotten legends.
The leathery greyish-brown, English moor dragon is believed to have made a home in that quiet subterranean
realm, and contrary to his petite form there’s some who claim he’s 824 years of age. These are the tales
of those whom have lured him momentarily from the gloom due to his weakness for small, shiny objects.
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Batty
Little escapes the sharp eyes of a spectacled flying fox whose role as gofer by day and
Security by night, he accepted after not meeting the height requirement for stock clerk. Batty also brings
to the café considerable knowledge of both early Australian history and a superb understanding of Australian
native animals, having acted as flying doctor for a number of them. Nobody can explain how he manipulates
a computer keyboard with his leather wings, but certainly he somehow does, having gained considerable
commendation for his ability to design and render 3D images. Often Batty can be found helping Marmoe
reach new heights.
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Marmoe
Even graduate physicists need a bit of extra cash now and then, hence the reason a friendly
little blue gecko, whose second name is curiosity, agreed to the role of gofer and Pest Control Supervisor at the
Cross Time Café. Marmoe originally sought the stock clerk’s role, as did Batty, but they both found it
beyond their reach. Having a common need for height and speed, Marmoe and Batty have formed a sort of
tag-team action that has already once seen them out of a nasty scrape, and proved effective in corn chip
raiding. In terms of food however, Marmoe has a preference for haggis and flies. Local pests
therefore have good reason to leave the Café alone, as this is a gecko who can sniff out evil weevils,
maraudering moths and slothful slugs. Words were once spoken on the point that Marmoe does not always
feel blue, has an uncanny way of being at one with his surroundings.
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Tora Kiyoshi
Link-ee to Kiyoshi's own introduction to the
world of the Cross Time Cafe.
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Tom Corrigan
Life as an inter-stellar delivery cat will see you chasing all around the solar system in
somewhat comedic efforts to make connections. It was during one of these stopovers in the vicinity of the
Cross Time Café that Tom Corrigan chanced upon the Café’s staff in hot pursuit of Sam Starfall, and the money
Sam had absconded from Mzkitti. Tom, calling to mind
the Planet Jean tradition of ice cream after
participating in an angry mob chase, joined the purrrr-suing in smooth fashion. Immediately afterward he
returned to his ship the Solar Mariner, where he was awaited by his companion and business manager, the ship’s
A.I., "Mariah" who when not in avatar form downloads either to a ship maintenance mech bot, or a fembot for an
evening out with Tom. Tom Corrigan has not been seen around the Café recently, so presumably he returned
to his home in Crater City on Luna.
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