transmedia feels

The End

So the real answer to “What comes next?” involves me re-watching Poe Party over and over until I can recite the whole thing, and then a few dozen more times after that, and continuing to drive everyone I know crazy by constantly raving about it, but I thought that was boring so I wrote something about the characters. I’m pretty sure this is my longest one, but I have too many Poe Party feels to contain in a length that would satisfy Hemingway. If for some reason you haven’t watched this show yet, what are you waiting for? Get on that now! I’ve never been more proud to be a part of something than I am to have been one of Poe Party’s 1,139 Kickstarter backers. It turned out so much better than I ever imagined, and the whole experience of interacting with other fans and with the creators as the show came out has been beyond incredible. I’m going to miss these transmedia prompts more than I can say. But don’t expect me to stop posting about Poe Party anytime soon. Or ever.


After what felt like hours but was probably mere minutes, the police departed, taking the dead bodies – the ones that they knew about, anyway – with them. Oscar and Ernest soon followed. The evening was over at last. Lenore surveyed the bloodstained floor and carpets. “You sure know how to throw a party, Edgar,” she commented sardonically.

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