Second Run - Shoebox Fort

[speeding]

So. If you need me I'm in my fort.

On aisle 24. With the men's running shoes.

All invaders will be questioned and possibly subjected to ridicule if they do not bring approriate offerings.

Appropriate offerings include, but are not limited to, real clothes please for the love of god.

Thank you. This has been a PSA by your local evil overlord.

Or something.

Comments

[distant-dragon.livejournal.com]

Been there, done that, believe me. I have to hand that crap out and I feel sorry for people every single time.

I'm sure I can find it, no sweat. You can get the stuff back to me after the storm passes and we can get upstairs again.

[speeding]

Institutional clothing is like institutional cooking: it never looks pretty.

Awesome, will do! It'll just be nice to have, you know, actual clothes.

[distant-dragon.livejournal.com]

That's temporary housing in a nutshell.

Definitely sympathizing there. You don't feel human until you have actual clothes on.

[speeding]

Oh goody. So once we're out of Shoeland that's what I have to look forward to?

How do I escape it?

Clothes, shower, good shoes, real food. All requirements for being human in my book. But clothes are definitely way up there.

[distant-dragon.livejournal.com]

Same way the rest of us did -- either get a job or find someone to mooch off of room with.

Agreed. On all counts.

[speeding]

so. What kind of jobs are there to be had, Wiki-man?

You bring me clothes, I automatically like you even if you didn't agree.

[distant-dragon.livejournal.com]

....what?

Um, whatever that was you just called me, I don't know, but they're all over. Go adventuring, root around for stuff in the scavengers yard, work in the marketplace, there are plenty of things.

I can live with that.

[speeding]

Oh right. Okay. Wiki is like... It's like a place people go and make up their own encyclopedia of just stuff. Of everything. Everything you ever wanted to know is on a wiki somewhere.

Awesome. 'Cause, like, no getting around it.