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peckishmods) wrote2019-03-27 07:42 pm
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This page is a quick way to get in touch with the mod team. If you have a suggestion for a future event, would like to request NPC interaction, need clarification on something, or have questions about anything Peckenpaugh-related, you can post that here. All comments on this page are screened initially, but threads with valuable information may be made public. You can also contact us via email at peckishmods@gmail.com. We will try to address all questions and requests in a timely manner. If it has been seven days and you have not received a response, we encourage you to bump your comment with an edit or reply.
What sorts of things can I ask about here?
- Questions about the setting at large.
- Questions about NPCs.
- Questions about the application or the character roster.
- If you need clarification of the rules, IC or OOC.
- If you would like mod assistance, permission or input on an event you'd like to run.
- If you want your character to do something, but aren't sure if it's okay to do, or if you'd like to know potential IC consequences before you do something.
- Suggestions for pcal slots, events or anything of that nature.
- Requests for NPC interactions with staff, townies and any other mod controlled characters roaming the hills.
- Requests for a roll if you're out late at night or otherwise doing something that might get you in trouble. What does the roll net you? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
- Once a month you may request an RNG roll to see if you find anything cool at Spellunking or are successful in acquiring spirits from Elflock Liquor.
- If you need to drop a character or leave the game. :(
- And, honestly, anything game related!
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It’s not too hard to find Ms. G alone, but it is sort of difficult to spot her not in the middle of juggling approximately a dozen things. Eventually, though, between classes, they get a moment of her time in her office on the third floor of Central Classrooms.
“Pocket? Party bug?” she snorts a soft, amused laugh, looking honestly surprised and a little skeptical that two students would come to talk to her about this. “I thought that was the codename you all used for whoever was throwing the next party. We know you all get down to the riverbanks sometimes, you know. Are you trying to tattle on someone?” That smirk she’s wearing fades, though. “Now, Tink is a term I haven’t heard in years...”
Ms. Gunzenhauser sets the papers she’s shuffling through down on her desk after a single tap to settle them all neatly. Her gaze drifts up toward the ceiling, like she’s searching memories she hasn’t probed in years. “That’s... what we called...her…The…” Something in Ms. Gunzenhauser’s voice changes. Higher, softer, and faintly tinged by an unfamiliar accent. Younger and more like the voice she spoke with in Eddy’s vision. “There was...a fairy...who…" Ms. Gunzenhauser sniffles suddenly, and looks perplexed by it. "There were...more fairies living, hm, in the Magnanimous Maple before it withered. Goodness why can't I remember? Tink was...one of them, but they all—she—when—" Ms. Gunzenhauser has to stop, because there are tears streaming down her cheeks. Her brow furrows and she tilts her chin up, but the crying won't stop. "I'm very sorry boys. I'm not sure what's come over me. Tink is…long gone, though. If you'll excuse me, I...think I need a moment..."
Ms. Gunzenhauser gestures toward her office door. "Maybe we can discuss this again later."
Talking to Ms. Min
This is a quick exchange. Ms. Min doesn't know of Tink or Pocket and has never heard of a pony party. When they part, Ms. Min walks a few steps away before stopping and turning back to Wyatt and Eddy, "Yinz ever watch that show WINX Club? Just popped into my head after, gosh, years." She laughs, fond.