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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

[theydrewfirstblood]

Unaware of Gerry's assessment, John stays still for a beat--but Gerry only makes it about five or six steps before John's hand settles on his shoulder from behind, heavy but not restraining.

"People hear songs. People beat drums. People scream, people shoot--weapons don't have voices. Weapons don't fight the wars...they just sit in the locker and wait to be used, and if no one ever comes for 'em? That's all they do. They sit in the dark, in the quiet. They don't hurt anyone...they're left in peace to simply be."

The hand squeezes, gently.

"And if weapons could make choices, if weapons could want...that's what they'd choose. What they'd dream of: to exist. To sit in the armory...to be left the fuck alone."

The hand leaves his shoulder, and if Gerry turns around, he'll be alone.

[skeletonkeay]

Gerry doesn't need to turn around to see. He yanks his shoulder free, not a fan of being touched. Wiry muscle beneath his thin frame. "I said what the fuck I said," he barks, and quickens his pace, grumbling to himself. "Fuckin' Avatars, always trying to get the last goddamn word. Too busy trying to win to listen."