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[trainmasters]

Who: everyone
When: Day 35 morning
Where: the lounge car

[This morning, or whenever you wake up, you will find that there are delicious smells wafting from the lounge car. Upon investigation, one will discover a beautiful spread of hot cocoa and tea and coffee and many marshmallow animals, ideal for putting in your drinks or simply eating wholesale. It isn't just cats either, but many animals of a similar quality of marshmallow, whatever kinds you'd like. But you may find the warm fuzzies they impart might be a bit more than internal.

In a conspicuous place is a note in handwriting many of you may find quite familiar at this point:

Thanks for your help.

- Hazel

His signature isn't alone, either. There are a couple of others, though somehow they're far less readable? Some are definitely just little drawings. Weird.]

[[ooc notes: 10% furry event!! many marshmallows have no effect, but those that do will instill temporary animal parts up to a kemonomimi level! enjoy your ears and tails, folks. and your newbies.]]

Comments

[desirestruth]

Not marshmellows, exactly, but similar things. Somehow, usually involving flowers.

[Tilting her head at him a little.]

...I didn't 'get' the first one here.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Why flowers? On a train?

[That's weird.]

....oh. Um. Sorry for assuming? [Rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.]

[desirestruth]

There's...places to go outside the train? And a gardening car on this train? Why not flowers?

[She doesn't understand the question????]

[schrodingerscockroach]

....you know what, asked and answered.

Hi, I'm new.

[desirestruth]

I had gathered that, yes. Clover, right?

[Gesturing to the, uh. Pink.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

That's what they tell me.

[He is very pink. Definitely not the kind of clothes he'd choose to wear himself, don't cover up the scars as well as he'd like.]

[desirestruth]

[It's not like she really registers the scars as a thing to care about, dun worry.]

Do you remember anything? Not everyone does, when they arrive.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Nope. I mean, I can make some guesses, but I can't remember anything before waking up in my room.

[desirestruth]

Oh, dear...well. Hopefully you'll be able to regain some memories quickly.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Thanks, I'll try.

[Pause.]

What kind of jokes do you like? [Because hey, if telling jokes gets Sparks, he should just try telling more jokes, right?]

[desirestruth]

...I'm afraid I'm not...very well-versed in jokes.

[Oh no. Someone help.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

.... [She looks so nervous. Okay, now he has to try to see why she's like this.]

Why don't eggs tell jokes?

[desirestruth]

What?

[Bond]

[schrodingerscockroach]

They'd crack each other up.

[He's absolutely the kind of dork who'd know dad level jokes.]

Re: [Bond]

[desirestruth]

[>The pun.








>Her head.]

...Eh?

Re: [Bond]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Not much for puns, huh? [Pause.] You do know what an egg is, right? Not sure how different the multiverse can be.

[Hmmm, but there are marshmallows. Grabbing some of those.]

Re: [Bond]

[desirestruth]

Of course I know what eggs are...

[But the colloquialism, not so much.]

Re: [Bond]

[schrodingerscockroach]

You crack open eggs to cook them. So eggs are invested in not being cracked.

[Well, gonna trying visual humor. Stuffing marshmallows in his mouth.]

[What is shame, sounds fake in the face of greater team good.]

Re: [Bond]

[desirestruth]

...What does this have to do with not laughing?

Re: [Bond]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Oh!

Cracking up is a saying. Like 'knock knock jokes crack me up.' It means you find knock knock jokes consistently funny.

....not sure why. I guess if you laugh hard enough, it could feel like you're cracking kinda?