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Ed comes in from the grounds with a small sack of carefully selected autumn leaves. The majority of them are entirely red, yellow, or orange: some are still spotted with a bit of green ( Read more... )

Outside, there is a whooping, laughing sort of shriek as Tsu'tey falls--rather gracelessly--from one of the larger trees, landing on his feet at the last moment before impacting the earth. He's still caught in the middle of a rare laugh, leaves stuck in his braids and looking exceptionally like a fifteen-year-old boy ( Read more... )

There's a strange robot in the bar. Its head/body is shaped somewhat like an elongated egg, with gangly mechanical arms sprouting from the top and legs from the bottom. It has a single eye in the form of a glowing orange camera lens. Slightly below and to the left of this eye is a crookedly applied "Hello, My Name Is" sticker with the name "Ed" ( Read more... )

Alyx has spent the last several hours switching between planning for the eventual assault on the Australian geneworm and fighting with the Borealis's non-functional systems. The work is taking a lot out of her, but she's not about to admit that ( Read more... )

As he enters the bar, a small furry person becomes... another small furry person.

Wellington stares at his paws in alarm. Then feels his nose.

"Aaaargh!"

Come help the confused womble?

There is an uncomfortable squeaking sound, and a large sack rolls into the bar. It is tied around the middle with a large rope, and is struggling wildly.

Wellington doesn't like being in here at all!

Little help?

Ed and Ein are enjoying Ein's Christmas present - a jingly red rubber ball - with a game of fetch. Indoors. Which means certain patrons may experience involuntary contact with the ball or the Corgi chasing after it.

Merry Christmas!

The jolly man in red is sitting in an armchair, with a large sack, wearing his outfit.

He has a sign on his table.

YES I AM FATHER CHRISTMAS
COME AND TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS

It saves time, you know?

[See Back Room post here.]

When Alyx sat down to work today, her screwdriver--the good one, with the swappable bit--was nowhere to be found. It wasn't in her quarters, and no one would admit to having borrowed it ( Read more... )