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redshiftlogs2020-03-13 06:11 pm
birdical) wrote in redshiftlogs2020-03-13 06:11 pm
The Help Box
Who: Elleru's Help Box and you! [OTA]
What: Someone decided the best way to figure out what help people need was to just ask.
Where: Anchor, housing level
When: Thoughout March and into April
Misc: Wasn't sure if this needed to go in the log comm or the network comm, given the format of it, but feel free to hit me up at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
grimmhooke or on Discord if you've got any questions!
A box has appeared outside the barracks.
It looks something like the above, save for that it is literally rough around the edges: the box itself is fairly nice, but the slot in the top looks as though it was clawed out with a jagged knife, the edges having barely been smoothed over. There's a lock on the front, hanging above some writing painted in a childish, curlicue script. It reads as follows:
❀ Need Help? Looking for Something? Fill Out A Card. I Want to Help You. ❀
And above the box is a bulletin board with a number of colorful, paper flowers pinned to the corners. That must be for replies. Get creative with notes, steal the flowers from the board, ask a vague question with no real answer -- have at it Anchorites, as Elleru's Help Box is open for business... or trolling. Or both.
What: Someone decided the best way to figure out what help people need was to just ask.
Where: Anchor, housing level
When: Thoughout March and into April
Misc: Wasn't sure if this needed to go in the log comm or the network comm, given the format of it, but feel free to hit me up at
A box has appeared outside the barracks.
It looks something like the above, save for that it is literally rough around the edges: the box itself is fairly nice, but the slot in the top looks as though it was clawed out with a jagged knife, the edges having barely been smoothed over. There's a lock on the front, hanging above some writing painted in a childish, curlicue script. It reads as follows:
And above the box is a bulletin board with a number of colorful, paper flowers pinned to the corners. That must be for replies. Get creative with notes, steal the flowers from the board, ask a vague question with no real answer -- have at it Anchorites, as Elleru's Help Box is open for business... or trolling. Or both.
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He'd expected that 'tall' was other people's version of tall which is still shorter than him. But no, she's equal to his height and that is some vibrant purple hair. Reindire in tow he approaches, half mask full of teeth that are something like a grin. Maybe. He's wearing a jacket with fur around the neck, two shiny hookswords hanging off his back that look well taken care of.
Though the man they're attached to looks like he's been burnt alive and left to roast.
"You the one making all the flowers?"
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"Yes, that is me."
She steps a little closer, her eyes on him before they lower to the reindire at his side. She offers her hands for it to smell, one of them holding a paper flower.
"And who are you?"
She doesn't clarify if she's asking Kabal or the animal, but it's likely the latter.
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"I'm Kabal. That is a fucking nuisance that follows me around." He hasn't killed it yet, so that's something at least. "It's too dumb to know those aren't real flowers."