IC INTRO - JAN 2019

[phantasmods]

Sometime after the group all heads back down the mountain, comes another mass text from home base -

Hey guys? We started getting some weird readings overnight... It might be good if you started heading back this way? We're not sure what the Fissure is doing right now. (,,꒪꒫꒪,,)

So back you had better come! Along with that new friend of yours, who surely won't raise questions...

With the time issue being what it is, it's over the course of a day or two that people actually get back to the Station. Thus, there is no single feast set up like usual; instead, there are lots of hot drinks and various pots of soup made up throughout the two days that people trickle back to base. It's warm and filling, can't ask for much more.

The Station you return to hasn't changed that much from the one you left, though all your left behind pets are very glad to see you. It's now January and frost is on the ground, though not snow, at least for now. There is an air of emptiness around the Station that the first group of arrivals - the few of you who remain - will likely find familiar, though the murder sign has been updated while you were away as usual.

The androids, for their part, are very glad to see everyone (or at least, most everyone) returned safe and sound. (Though certain injured parties are destined for the medbay and Strange's fussing before they even get a chance to settle on rooms of their own.) In particular, Muon - now in a bright yellow vest instead of her previous scarf - spends a lot of time hanging out in the glider bay to welcome everyone back, both new faces and old.

TRADING POST - STRANGE - MUON - SIGNAGE CATCHALL - And don't forget to get on the housing post!

Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

Why not? Maybe you're an idea made manifest or some mumbo jumbo, but you're still manifested.

[eudaimonikos]

We're not even capable of killing each other. Besides, the Pokemon gods are chill as long as you don't do anything aggressive. Even after you do, honestly. They will forgive a lot.

[Just. So, so much.]

Speaking of which, their supreme creator god owes me. As do half the other ones.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Listen. Dude. I don't even want to be talking regular religious afterlife-y theologistics in whatever universe you hail from. I definitely don't want to get caught up on the idea that Poke-critters have a creator god and a death god like a Poke-pantheon. I'm trying hard not to ask how that even works.

[eudaimonikos]

Well, none of it's really your problem. But you did ask!

[motherfucking_ghost]

I know I asked, but like! Come on, man, everything about where you're from and where you're from before that sounds really weird and liable to cause a lot of existential crisis...es...and I don't need more of those!

[eudaimonikos]

Alright, alright.

[He lifts his hands in mock surrender.]

You wanna talk about Pokemon? Pretty sure most of mine are widely considered cute. Especially Lena - [He leans down and plops the Mawile in his lap.] - just look at the front face.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh, yeah, the front face is plenty cute. [He's not sure about Giant Floating Human Soul Head, but it sure acts cute enough.] And the cat's cute. The...wyvern? Wyrm-with-a-y? Dragon-worm? That thing's pretty cute. You a fan of cute things? Who am I kidding, everyone loves cute things.

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, sure. My concept of it might be a little different sometimes, though. I like the scary tooth mouth.

My bird can play music, too. That's pretty fun.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Hey, so can mine! Or like, technically my husband's. Usually she only does Queen, but we can teach her other tunes, too.

[eudaimonikos]

You leave her unattended in a car too long?

[i had to]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Well, maybe in the space limo too long, but we were all in there too long.