INTRO LOG - APRIL/MAY 18

[phantasmods]

Eventually, Charm starts herding people towards the parked exploratory drone, a few at a time, mostly people who have finished their noodles or other business. "It's almost nightfall at the Station," he says, "and with this many new arrivals, we're going to have to make multiple trips."

(For those who might ask, he also explains that they've chosen not to stabilize the noodle shop for the time being, as the other androids will almost certainly want to speak to Viella, and have no other way of doing so, due to the fact that they don't dream. Aside from that small region, the Fissure is largely stable.)

It in fact takes four trips total to get everyone to the Station. Those of you who don't fall asleep on the way there - the minute you hit stable reality, the inability to sleep vanishes, and most will be hit with a wave of exhaustion - will find that the Station Annex, a building off to the side of the main station, has been finished, at least outwardly.

By the time the first group arrives, the sun is dipping towards the horizon; by the time the last gets there, it's set, leaving a few pink-tinted clouds in the sky. The drones drop everyone off (and that is everyone, even though of you who have fallen asleep) on the observation deck, where those of you who didn't get your fill of noodles will find several buffet-style tables set up with...

...Pizza? Yeah, pizza, in damn near every variety you can think of, including a few things that only loosely fall under the heading of "pizza." Half a table is full of calzones of various varieties; another significant chunk is things that are just desserts in the general shape of pizza, including a couple of iced cinnamon pastries, a pair of brightly-colored "pizzas" made of canned fruit over cream cheese, and a two-layer cake that's just decorated to look like a pizza, with strawberry jam and round slices of strawberry 'pepperoni' sandwiching yellow icing. Finally, the last third of the third table is just three baskets of breadsticks with varying amounts of cheese and garlic, accompanied by two turrens of dipping sauce (one white, one red) and a tower of little plastic dipping cups.

(Those who opt to head directly to bed will find that the banquet gets packed up and moved back to the kitchens around midnight, though it stays warm under a stasis enchantment for roughly the next day before someone packs the remainder into the fridge.)

In the common room, meanwhile, the usual boxes of clothes and trading post sign are set up. Unclaimed rooms can be claimed by writing your name in on a list set up next to the boxes, on what seems to be a broken music stand with a large ROOMS AVAILABLE sign hanging from it. There is also a rather hastily assembled, hand-poked Braille version of the sheet (with the paper punched through in one or two places).

Those who go looking will find that the androids are somewhat more absent than they usually are after an expedition; save obviously for Charm, and Strange who arrives on the deck as usual not long after, you'll have to go looking. Considering the amount of the station you have available, they could be just about anywhere... But perhaps it'd be worth checking over in that new building...?

[Mod note: Strange is the only NPC with a top-level this round, but others may respond to your top-levels, especially in the Annex areas! Consider it a fun surprise. c:]

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TRADING POST

[phantasmods]

[Previous trading posts and unclaimed loot can be found here: February March. Assume that food items have been eaten or moved to the kitchens and that plants have been adopted by Kurama moved to the gardens.]

[serrata]

[ With an unceremonious THUMP, Yuuri drops a three pound jar of gummy bears into one of the boxes, because that's a cursed object and she doesn't want anything to do with it.

... She will be taking that chunky knit pink blanket, though. It's cosy and she's cold. Let her live. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[...And as soon as Yuuri's not looking, Junpei miiiiight just spirit that jar of gummy bears right into his Armiger. Thanks, babe.]

[anarchia]

[Looks at this T-shirt.

Looks at the camera like he's in the office.]

[nojohnyouare]

...

[Mai's first thought is "now we know whose fault the Wolfjob was." She frowns.]

Why.

[anarchia]

Good question.

[Really.

Oh, but she seems young. Probably. He's not sure how humans are really supposed to look. But no one should have to see this anyway. He turns his body in an attempt to block out the t-shirt.]

No need to look at that.

[nojohnyouare]

...I've seen something like it. Nobody liked it then, either.

[If she registers that he seems to think she's much younger than she is, she isn't saying.]

[blackestwitch]

[ A small cat patters over, then sits in front of the weird wolf creature. He looks around, making sure no humans are around. Then looks up at him. Then speaks. ]

Are you going to be taking that?

[anarchia]

[He stares down at the cat. He's experiencing confusion for several reasons.]

Are you going to be wanting it?

[blackestwitch]

I doubt very much that it would fit me. But my human enjoys these kinds of clothing.

[ Don't judge him, judge his human please. ]

[caduceusoncall]

Mercy gently places a blue thumb-drive with roughly three games worth of DDR music into the bin. She has no need for this item.

[meowna]

[Futaba would hate to miss out on a thumb drive, wouldn't she? She's always got her laptop with her, so she'll surely be able to tell what's on it. And once she does..... Well, loads of cars have places to plug in your tunes, so he should be able to play this stuff while he's a bus, right?

In exchange, Morgana leaves behind..... one (1) large, nice restaurant plate. It still smells faintly of barbecue sauce, but it's "clean"--hopefully you're paranoid to give it a preemptive wash, unless you like eating on something that's been covered in cat spit.]

[honededge]

Talon awkwardly dumps a five pound bag of frozen peas into the container. The entire bag, like as a unit, he didn't pour it out.

[nojohnyouare]

[Yoink. Hers now.]

Pea recipes... Probably a lot.

[nojohnyouare]

[Mai puts a jar of glowing, warm butterfly wings in. She frowns.]

Butterfly-san... Rest.

[blackestwitch]

[ Just fucking slams down a welding mask with a darkened glass visor for eye protection. ]

[fistsofchange]

Lin produced a children's Make-Your-Own gummies set, with worm and bug shaped molds for trade. Almost all of the actual candy is gone, but you could probably make a few more. She also included a set of classy black goth fingernails, still in the box.

[photoshooter]

[Before Prompto disappears from the welcoming party, he leaves:

-> A stack of four frosted purple drinking glasses. Inside the top one is a red twisty-tie with a pair of keys on it.
-> A pair of wide but comfortable-looking canvas pants... That appear to be fitting for a man seven feet tall with a tail. Better get a belt.
-> This pair of book-ends, secured in a set with a zip tie, are black with statues of rearing horses.
-> A pair of tasteful black heels that are just a size too small for you, personally. The material is some kind of scaled skin that's impossible to identify.
-> This bone armband, when worn, allows the wearer to twist and bend any bones below where it rests (usually above the elbow) as though they were made of fairly tough rubber. The bones will resume their normal shape slowly over a few minutes, but if the armband is removed while they are still twisted or bent, you're stuck that way.
-> A novel from the middle of some seven-book epic fantasy series. It follows a young man who accidentally developed the ability to speak with the dead, where necromancy of any sort has been outlawed for a century after an evil king tried to use it to take of the world with an army of the dead. Once you get over the last of context from starting in the middle, it seems to be pretty good.

Some of this he might've been interested in on a better day, but he can't even think about a nice leisure activity like reading novels right now without feeling like hot garbage.]

[matchmakes]

[Robin has a couple of things to drop off!

-> A single kitchen cupboard, the type you would find attached above a counter. It is not attached to anything.
-> A makeup brush with a pale pink handle that removes any pink makeup worn by the person it's used on (but only pink makeup).

The cupboard was useful for transporting things, but he doesn't really need it otherwise...]

[cyclicalconcept]

[She spots that cupboard.

She's going to take that cupboard.

Cupboard get!]

[dubiouslychthonic]

[On the off chance that anyone actually wants a somewhat battered car muffler, Jetshard's leaving one here.]

Re: TRADING POST

[have_hat_will_travel]

[Into the boxes are dropped two items:
- One pair of nice leather gloves, with a note wrapped around them: "Cursed, causing twitchy motions. Not recommended anywhere near knives." There's some blood on them.
- One rope neatly tied around itself, with a note on it's end: "Animate, has a distinct personality. Probably able to be trained by someone with more patience and focus than I?"

Could be a worse haul, but Pidonus doesn't have the patience for living ropes.]

[meowna]

[An animate rope, huh? Can it just tie and untie itself? Can it fly like those dumb cartoons with snake charmers? He doesn't particularly care either way; for a phantom thief tool specialist like him, this is a valuable find. Morgana snags the rope to untie once he's back in Akira's room.

In its place, he leaves behind a large plastic bin of honey-coated granola chunks; it seems to have come from a grocery store's bulk foods section. The bin is 3/4 full, and holds roughly ten gallons.]

[seafoamgreen]

[A silver ankle chain with a cluster of white and silver feathers near the clasp. When worn, it causes the wearer to fall more slowly - not enough to prevent all damage, but enough to make falls of up to twenty feet or so perfectly safe.]

[This is honestly pretty cool, but between magic and her own strength Undyne can already pull off some pretty ridiculous anime jumps, so into the box for someone else it goes.]

[matchmakes]

[After a good amount of internal debate, Robin grabs the ankle chain for himself. This'll be useful!]