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A rotund, rather unkempt man whose clothing boasts far too many pockets strolls into the Nexus.
He spreads his arms wide. "Greetings, fine denizens of the Nexus! I come to you today with an incredible offer."
The man reaches into one of his many pockets and produces a small, purring ball of fluff. Any humans close enough to hear the purring will find themselves feeling very content and relaxed.
"This, my friends, is a tribble, and a sweeter creature you will never find, in any world. I'm offering them today for a mere ten credits a piece, truly a steal for such a charming, companionable, and largely self-sufficient pet."
He retrieves several more tribbles from various of his pockets. "Who would like first pick?"
((For those of you not familiar with tribbles, here's the basic rundown:
He spreads his arms wide. "Greetings, fine denizens of the Nexus! I come to you today with an incredible offer."
The man reaches into one of his many pockets and produces a small, purring ball of fluff. Any humans close enough to hear the purring will find themselves feeling very content and relaxed.
"This, my friends, is a tribble, and a sweeter creature you will never find, in any world. I'm offering them today for a mere ten credits a piece, truly a steal for such a charming, companionable, and largely self-sufficient pet."
He retrieves several more tribbles from various of his pockets. "Who would like first pick?"
((For those of you not familiar with tribbles, here's the basic rundown:
- Tribbles' purring is soothing to humans, even those who are not normally inclined to be soothed.
- Tribbles reproduce like mad, effectively asexually.
- Tribbles eat a lot.
- The only known way to get tribbles to stop reproducing (short of killing them) is to keep them from eating.
- Tribbles hate Klingons. The feeling is mutual.