Watch “The Dark Design Red Queen 360 degree video from Airship Northstar” on YouTube…A long long overdue update in a galaxy far far away 


An unusual turn round a dark corner takes you unexpectedly to a junction….

Unfortunatly no one can be told what the Cassanova Crowley is… You have to see it for yourself! Remember, I am only offering you the truth … Good, now take the red pill and chill, this won’t hurt a bit…Image

Take a deep breath… good, now relax… This is a journey like no other….

Your mind is not your own.. Why am I even looking for Droids? Who is number one?  I am not an animal! If you’re here then who’s holding the rope?

  • There is nothing wrong with your television. Do not attempt to adjust the picture.


This is not a test… You are under the Influence of Mr Cassanova Crowley…If you are a girl you may already be pregnant… if you are already pregnant then you may be a girl…

Nothing is what it seems and nowhere is safe from the mental powers of Mr Crowley (particularly if you are a girl)…

You think you’ve seen it all then!




You’re helpless…and you’ve never been happier… Do you know where your girlfriend is right now? or your mother? The man that you can see on the Periphery, he’s your best friend, he’s the Duke, he’s A-number-one, he’s the Dude or El Dudeness, or Betty when you call him you can call him Al…

On odd days he plays the ukulele, tells stories with The Dark Design, and gets the girl…On even days he saves the world, kills the bald guy, and gets the girl…On the days in between, he tells stories to the world, kills the Ukulele, and gets the girl… (you’ll note… he always gets the girl…)

Ladies and Gentlemen, you have just had sex with Mr Cassanova Crowley and life from here on in will never feel quite the same…

He is adventure and if he had a middle name, it would be so dangerous that the very mention of it could destroy the universe in a technocolour explosion of gin,movie stars,fast cars, and obscene French lingerie… Image

So there you have it… Mr Cassanova Crowley has just blown your mind!!! And be thankful that’s all he blew…

And since you asked… yes!

Photo credit for Mr Cassanova Crowley by Anthony Edwards

A man with an eye for an eye

As we continue our run through the ship’s roster, please allow me to introduce a most essential member of our crew…


Tim – Tin Eyed Tink – Tinkerton – Accordionista , banjo dueller and Keyboarder for The Dark Design.

Tink lost an eye in a knife fight with a ship’s monkey and was given the gift of farseeing by way of consolation by her Greek captain who was on some kind of Odyssey. Apparently he got the strange eye from some weavers.. Unfortunately Tink is unable to control how far ahead his vision lets him see and it’s speeding up at an exponential rate.

Will he one day be able to see the end of time? I for one am counting on it…

Photo Credit Anthony Edwards


The Queen is dead! Long live the Queen!

More fuel for the fire!


I am affraid I must keep Ms Drusicilla Desilva’s story to my chest, as there are those around who would pay well for her secret and there are a lot of hungry eyes out there in the ultrarnet.

I will say this though, the circumstances surrounding her sister Julia’s death are most peculiar and I have sworn to investigate the matter thouroughly…You will no doubt have found her sister’s letter at the foot of this blog and if you have I’m sure you’ll have reached the same conclussion as I.

That said I can say that Drucilla plays the sax like a angel and sings like a demon!

I’m sure there are some more clues hidden in the lyrics of her solo number with The Dark Design – The Wages of Sin… If only I could decypher their meaning…


Picture credit of Drucilla Desilva Anthony Edwards

A stranger came today

Have you seen this man? You may see him in the shadows, or on the edge of your vision. He will appear vague and incorporeal at first but we have reason to suspect that this will change.
The plot begins as a stream, but as we know all streams will one day lead to the ocean and who doesn’t love the sea…


Of course what shore we’ll wash up on is anyone’s guess…


Watch for the stranger…

If you are following this blog and or the plot, then the next paragraph will probably make sense to you if not then stick with us (or go back a few posts…)

This is a little live snippet of the Dark Design playing The Red Queen live for the first time ever at Rae Gee’s book launch for Mars on the Rise….

An Extract fromThe Red Queen by The Dark Design

So basically when the planets align and the we can get the novella, the song and the band all together at the same time then something very special is going to happen and happen spectacularly….

I shall post more extracts soon and the recording is waiting

Good evening /day /morning et al!

Best Steam punk band in the uk? Well  a sceptic might blame SEO for that little bombshell!! but since you’re here… I found the queerest letter today… It’s been weeks since I laid eyes on Ms De Silva and to be frank I was getting a touch concerned… It read…



Dear Friend,

If you have found this letter then the following facts are true. You are in terrible danger and I did not die in vain.  Naturally these statements will conjure a flurry of questions in your mind and I will do my best to answer as many as I can.


I first became aware of The Dark Design in 1882 whilst working as an astronomer at the Greenwich Observatory. Of course back then I had no name for the source of the mysterious signals that seemed to be emanating from the outer rim of the Solar System, but within a day of deciphering the first message my troubles began.


There is too much to say here so forgive me if I skirt the details, but It was over a hundred years later in not only a new century, but indeed a new millennium where I would first set eyes on Mr Othniel Cope, vagabond and one time fictitious leader of the Secret Society and musical troupe I have come to know as The Dark Design.  


It became clear shortly after our first meeting that Mr Cope himself was not the cause of the anxiety and apprehension I felt during each rendezvous…  Indeed I found Mr Cope an amiable and capable host and his erstwhile crew hold him in high regard for the most part. But I sense a steeper slope to his stories and I couldn’t escape the fact he was hiding something, and something astonishing.


Oh brutal triumph, I was correct, but my accuracy brings me no solace for now that I finally understand the nature of those pursuing Mr Cope I realise that I too am in their sights. From what I have seen of their powers and methods, I can only pray for a quick death.


Mr Cope offered me protection, indeed he thrust it upon me and for all my foolish pride I resisted.  I mean what chance do a Thaumatage, a card shark, a voodoo priest, a subsonicist, a pirate queen, a time spy, an automaton engineer and a scientist have against the Devil of all Hells. The being who presides over the Hell of Hell where after the eternity even the likes of Lucifer, Khali and Sett will one day be sent for judgement?


How in existence Cope got tangled up with such a monster is the square route of the Dark Design…




Nothings perfect, a few days on the Telescopes at Greenwich and I could tell you that. Orbits shift Gravities fail and things that were as clear as the nose on my face a moment ago, just plain aren’t there a few hours later. When Dr Cartwright, my mentor and long term family friend told me time was flawed too, I had no problems in believing him, although believing and conceiving are two different strokes indeed.


Now the problems with paradoxes are fundamental. They are quite simply infinite or then again maybe they aren’t. Just to be safe I can confidently say that there is a paradox out there where paradoxes are infinite and another where they aren’t, confused? Well hold on to your braces because I’ve only just started.   In another corner of a seldom tread paradox there is no doubt another  Daphne De Silva who is blissfully unaware of Mr Othniel Cope , The Dark design and all the shenanigans that accompany them and whilst she may live a long and content life, would this Daphne De Silva trade places with her? Not on your nelly and not for all the rings of Saturn and you simply have so see them close up. The feel of the coarse shingle between your toes as one takes a moonlight stroll along them is just one of the reasons I wouldn’t change a thing, not that you can of course. I mean traversing time is one thing, changing it well that’s impossible. That said, if I‘ve learned anything from my time with The Dark Design I have learned that doing impossible things is Mr Cope specialty.


Now, as I said, you have clearly become aware of The Dark Design and therefore I should warn you that you strange events may follow. Should you begin to see shadowy figures on the periphery then fear not for the Dark Design will be with you, you can contact the notorious Mr Othniel Cope


And don’t worry about me, I’ve been through some tumbles in my life and being dead is the least of them.


I will write more when I can.


Meanwhile be safe…

Kind regards,


Daphne De Silva

Well it was nice of her to write and I’m glad she’s alright, if a little dead… We’re heading to Earth soon and by soon I mean now and by heading to,  I mean we have arrived…. Interstellar time travel plays some tricks on you and I’m still suffering the side effects, the side effects, the side.. ok I’ll stop now….And the first thing I intend to do after a nice glass of gin is to locate Ms De Silva. I believe she had a sister arround these parts so I shall begin my search there…

Oh and welcome to the Log of The Dark Design and since you were fortunate/clever enough to find it… Let me be the first the explain what it is…

The Dark Design is the name of a secret society dedicated to cheating death, time, fate and ultimately pure evil. It is also the name of our star class time steamer and our musical troupe. Now for the good and bad news…

Firstly the good news… As you have discovered this secret you have unwittingly become part of The Dark Design and from here on in your life may become a bit more complicated and perhaps a little bit more fun…

Now the bad news… We are totally out of tonic water…

Be seeing you,

Othniel Cope