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WELCOME POTLUCK

Greetings, residents! Those more observant sorts among you may have noticed a large influx of very crowded ferries. In order to welcome our new residents en masse, Town Hall is holding a potluck in Town Square. Please bring a dish if you are able and make a new friend!

All of our newest arrivals need only bring themselves. We look forward to welcoming you all into our community, and may your lanterns always be lit.

This event is open to all! In light of our new influx of prospective players following the Great Sail Migration, we've decided to offer a small public event to tide everyone over until the TDM this weekend.

Comments

[tisnotthehouse]

Tarantulas doesn't miss a beat.

"Must knowledge be relevant to be considered valuable?" he asks, and smiles, and stretches up a hand for Dr. Kuiper to shake. As he is himself only five feet tall, it's a bit of a stretch indeed -- but he doesn't seem to mind.

"I did guess that, and I'm still afire with curiosity. Was it a natural black hole, or artificial? How long had you been studying it? How do you control the height of your hovering?" It must be under Sigma's conscious control, if he's also able to touch the ground; Tarantulas's first theory had been that he was locked at a certain distance from the planet's molten core, to explain why he didn't continue to rise right out of its gravity well.

[spaghettification]

“It was an artificial micro black hole created on the space station I was working on. It lasted for 5.8 seconds, and I was exposed very directly to it.”

Yes, even with the handwaves of video game physics, that was an intense trauma he has not actually recovered from.

[tisnotthehouse]

Tarantulas's eyes widen; he appears to be doing very rapid mental calculations. When his golden eyes lift to meet Sigma's gaze again, they are alight with nothing short of awe.

"That is amazing," he says, sounding nearly breathless with it. "Horrible too, of course! I'm sure the experience was nothing less than torturous! But to survive such a thing, much less retain the ability to describe it...you must have seen wondrous things."

CW: dissociation

[spaghettification]

“Describe it? Hardly. No, I…”

A pause. His gaze goes distant, and he falls silent. Blank, really. As if trying to think back to that moment, to those few seconds had overwhelmed him.

[tisnotthehouse]

Tarantulas patiently waits for a moment, studying Sigma with a thoughtful gaze, to see if he'll snap out of it himself. When this fails to happen he says in a low, gentle voice, "Doctor de Kuiper? Are you present?"

[spaghettification]

"Ik heb het koud. Alles is koud geworden."

Well, answering in Dutch rather than Emeran (or even English) is a clear sign he's not thinking straight in this moment. This is what professionals would call disorganized speech, clearly not really an answer to the question asked.