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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

[lasthumanvoice]

Cecil's expression is that one 'lady doing math' gif for a moment, unsure, confused by the very offer. And then he decides...not to resolve the matter right here and now, not when they've only just reached an accord.

"I'll think about it. Honestly, I will."

Which is an acceptance of the olive branch, even if not of the offer itself.

[apocryphalarchivist]

The olive branch being taken is enough for him. Tension eases from Jon's shoulders, even if very, very slightly.

"Of course. You know where to find me, if the time ever comes."

A beat, and a smile is offered. It's uneasy, but he's giving it his all.

"Thank you, Cecil. For talking to me, and... sorting all this out. I know it wasn't exactly easy."

[lasthumanvoice]

"For some people, forgiveness is easy. I'm not good like they are. I am very flawed, as a human being. But you already realized that." A hint of his usual warmth seeps into his manic smile.

[apocryphalarchivist]

Jon snickers, and gives a huff of a laugh.

"I can only judge so much on being a flawed person, considering I'm some kind of fucking monster." He jokes. Joking from Jonathan Sims, of all people, always falls a bit flat, but there's no troubled look about the notion, at least. "To be frank, as long as you haven't tried to kill me to settle whatever score we've got, I think we'll be quite alright."

[lasthumanvoice]

"I am not going to kill you. That's the least satisfying possible way of handling a grudge!" The most satisfying is hatesex, but that's entirely off the table here.

[apocryphalarchivist]

"Good! It'd be incredibly awkward, really." Jon snickers, putting on a mock-American accent. It wasn't a very good one. "'And how was your untimely demise this week?' 'Oh, fine, I suppose. It lacked the inspiration of last week's murder. Are you feeling alright? Everything okay at home?' It wouldn't exactly be the first attempted murder on my person, but definitely the first one where I couldn't exactly stay dead."

[lasthumanvoice]

"Your American accent sounds like it's coming out of the mouth of an American mannequin, rather than a real person."

But how can a mannequin sound like anything? It's plastic. It doesn't even have a voicebox, unless it borrows one.

"But seriously, Yorick's repeated untimely demises take up so much of my time and energy, I hardly have it in me to plan another person's."

[apocryphalarchivist]

"Aha, I knew someone must've been killing Yorick, or orchestrating his many deaths to some degree. You really ought to cut the poor man some slack. Hasn't he been through enough?"

He's let a full-fledged snicker rise to his face now, a marked improvement, considering everything. Sorry, Yorick, your deaths make a great continued ice-breaker for social mending. It's all for a good cause.