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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

[hate_gettin_older]

"Yeah! He's here, there's so many people here from the ship, I dunno what the hell happened but that's why they're doing this whole party thing, cause so many new people have been showing up."

[yournewsidekick]

"Maybe somebody yanked Malin's other eye out," she says, abruptly vicious. "Killed all of us, but killed her right in her shitty face too."

The flash of rage doesn't vanish right away; the echoes remain, like thunder after a lightning strike, even as Nimona bends her head to sniff for more cold cuts. "But -- yeah. My cell was pretty close to Max's, so we were talking for a while. I'm glad he made it."

Especially since he and Edgar --

Hang on. THAT'S RIGHT.

"Speaking of that -- " and she nips one of Edgar's overlarge ears, lightly, like he's a puppy to be scolded, "HOW COME YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU HAD A BOYFRIEND, HUH?!"

[hate_gettin_older]

Her initial vehemence sparks an answering anger in him, likewise slow to subside. He's about to respond to it, when --

"What ack get off," and he splutters a little and ineffectively swats her away from his ear, half laughing. "What are you on about, he's not my boyfriend, he's got a whole pack of people he's with."

[yournewsidekick]

"Oh, riiiiight, he's just a frieeeeennnd," says Nimona, proving exactly why everyone made the right choice in concealing Edgar's love life from her. "My bad."

Any second now she's gonna burst out with Ed and Maa-aaax sittin' in a tree --

[hate_gettin_older]

Edgar snorts at her, grinning. "Yeah, he's a friend I go to bed with sometimes, and you are a little maniac, c'mere."

LOOK OUT NIMONA YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET HUGGED ON

[yournewsidekick]

OH NO ANYTHING BUT THAT

Nimona yelps with laughter, making a perfunctory effort to squirm away -- her wolf shape dissolves back into a dog, then into a cat as she wriggles in Edgar's arms. But within seconds of sprouting whiskers, she's also purring, as involuntary as the giggles that intersperse themselves between her protests.