Entrance post

[mysolarsailpwns]

Jim Hawkins’ world is an explosion of a Technicolor sunset, this is true. But you’d be surprised, really, how dim it can get in the industrial canyons of Montressor on a cloudy day at high speeds. And on a solar-surfer, “high” is the only kind of speed you can get

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[faceless_hunger]

It was...rather unfortunate he'd crashed in that part of town.

Just a few blocks over, and he wouldn't have had the crowd of furry aliens rushing in, moving to surround him.

[mysolarsailpwns]

The noise gets Jim's attention first, and he looks around in alarm -

Oh, wait, it's just some aliens. That's cool.

"Hey guys," says Jim, as the magog come to a stop around him. "I'm looking for an inn - the Benbow - ever heard of it?"

[faceless_hunger]

Hear that slight snarling growly noise coming from them Jim?

Yeah. They haven't heard of it.

[mysolarsailpwns]

"Uh . . ."

Jim's beginning to get a little nervous - he must have walked into gang territory or something.

"Well, uh, it's been swell, but I gotta get going, guys. Sorry to bother you, and hey, keep the engine - you can, uh, use it to power your electric razors or something."

He's backing up. Too bad they're behind him, too.