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Just a place for dumping calibration info/writeups w/ included HTML.

UPDATE: also for storing memories for Hugtopia Memory share, for Lup and Noctis.

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[necromanswers]

[The first room any visitors find themselves in is a simple but lived-in kitchen, clean but obviously one that sees constant use, the wear and tear showing in the appliances and decor. Chipped and mismatched dishware, multi-coloured cabinets that have been repainted or repaired over the years, a long table with seven chairs, all different sizes and styles as if personally chosen for the user rather than a set. The air smells faintly of sweets. One wall has a window to the outside, displaying a sea of stars passing by, indistinguishable from each other but indicating that the ship is obviously traveling through space, much like the fleet during a drift. On another wall is a chalkboard with a list of names: Cap'nport, Lucy, Burnsides, Bluejeans, Lup, Taako, and "fuckin Highchurch". Beside each name is a set of tally marks, and not a one has less than 5. The last name has almost 60. Lup has 15. Above the board is its title- "DEATH COUNT". It's whimsically decorated despite the subject matter.

A handful of items stand out among the rest, as if drawing the eye (or hand) to them:
-a cookie jar
-a red robe draped over a chair
-a model ship in a bottle
-a small bag of gold with a vial of blue liquid atop a parchment paper
-a bottle of alcohol with the label "Grey Goose"
-a set of sheet music

Towards the back of the room, a doorway is blocked by a curtain of faded beads, and behind them veils of deep black silk. If approached, it gives off a strange, dark vibe- implying that more lies beyond, but it won't be as cheery.

Lup is working at the counter, mixing something together. She's humming a song under her breath, something soft and peppy, and she doesn't acknowledge the arrival of anyone, but you can try to talk to her if you like.

You can also go straight for the back room. Approaching it will make that dark vibe grow stronger, but there are no barriers preventing entry.]



(( ooc: more details on all of Lup's options found here if you want to know what you're getting into! ))





BACK ROOM:

[The room beyond the curtains isn't nearly so domestic. There are no decorations, no furniture, no windows or doors. Every wall is draped in that same black fabric, soft and pliant but impassable. Any attempt to go beyond it is futile. The atmosphere of this place is also... oppressive, steeped in negative emotions: there's fear, there's anger, there's loneliness.

There's so much loneliness here.

no one comes here

no one finds me

There's a set of objects scattered in the room seemingly at random, sprawled haphazardly on the floor
-an intricately decorated umbrella
-a silver gauntlet with fiery accents
-a human skull
-a folded paper note, sealed in wax with a lipstick mark above it
-a little copper bell

And in the center of the room is Lup again... or a being that could be Lup, anyway. Her flesh, features, and casual clothing are all gone, leaving a spectral figure in a flowing red robe hovering a few inches above the ground. Skeletal hands are visible below the sleeves, and eerie, glowing red eyes peer out of the shadow of her hood. When she speaks, her voice has an echoing quality to it, as befitting the ghostly body it's coming from.]

...I did kind of warn you.




TOPLEVEL PASTE:
<small>[The first room any visitors find themselves in is a simple but lived-in kitchen, clean but obviously one that sees constant use, the wear and tear showing in the appliances and decor. Chipped and mismatched dishware, multi-coloured cabinets that have been repainted or repaired over the years, a long table with seven chairs, all different sizes and styles as if personally chosen for the user rather than a set. The air smells faintly of sweets. One wall has a window to the outside, displaying a sea of stars passing by, indistinguishable from each other but indicating that the ship is obviously traveling through space, much like the fleet during a drift. On another wall is a chalkboard with a list of names: Cap'nport, Lucy, Burnsides, Bluejeans, Lup, Taako, and "fuckin Highchurch". Beside each name is a set of tally marks, and not a one has less than 5. The last name has almost 60. Lup has 15. Above the board is its title- "DEATH COUNT". It's whimsically decorated despite the subject matter. A handful of items stand out among the rest, as if drawing the eye (or hand) to them: -a cookie jar -a red robe draped over a chair -a model ship in a bottle -a small bag of gold with a vial of blue liquid atop a parchment paper -a bottle of alcohol with the label "Grey Goose" -a set of sheet music Towards the back of the room, a doorway is blocked by a curtain of faded beads, and behind them veils of deep black silk. If approached, it gives off a strange, dark vibe- implying that more lies beyond, but it won't be as cheery. Lup is working at the counter, mixing something together. She's humming a song under her breath, something soft and peppy, and she doesn't acknowledge the arrival of anyone, but you can try to talk to her if you like. You can also go straight for the back room. Approaching it will make that dark vibe grow stronger, but there are no barriers preventing entry.] (( ooc: more details on all of Lup's options found <a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1nmfqaMNM7l1FV5TZerd6O6PzpKTKT0PE6LLPoxM3nJ0/edit?usp=sharing">here</a> if you want to know what you're getting into! ))</small>

SECOND ROOM PASTE:
<small>[The room beyond the curtains isn't nearly so domestic. There are no decorations, no furniture, no windows or doors. Every wall is draped in that same black fabric, soft and pliant but impassable. Any attempt to go beyond it is futile. The atmosphere of this place is also... oppressive, steeped in negative emotions: there's fear, there's anger, there's loneliness. There's so much loneliness here. <i>no one comes here no one finds me</i> There's a set of objects scattered in the room seemingly at random, sprawled haphazardly on the floor -an intricately decorated <a href="https://i.imgur.com/1zPNhiF.png">umbrella</a> -a silver gauntlet with fiery accents -a human skull -a folded paper note, sealed in wax with a lipstick mark above it -a little copper bell And in the center of the room is Lup again... or a <a href="https://i.imgur.com/qUIEaAl.png">being</a> that <i>could</i> be Lup, anyway. Her flesh, features, and casual clothing are all gone, leaving a spectral figure in a flowing red robe hovering a few inches above the ground. Skeletal hands are visible below the sleeves, and eerie, glowing red eyes peer out of the shadow of her hood. When she speaks, her voice has an echoing quality to it, as befitting the ghostly body it's coming from.]</small> ...I did kind of warn you.