DROPBOX

[peckishmods]

DROPBOX

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!

Comments

CAMPING TRIP?

[themurderbird]

"Pocket. Tink. We know you're trying to help us, but you're not keeping us safe by keeping us in the dark. We need to know what's going on." Trudy's voice is even but projected, like the opening of a round of debates. "We need to know what happened in 1989. To you, Lionel Qualls, the Stump, the adults and their memories. It's important for us to have the truth, so we can anticipate how this will affect us now."

CAMPING TRIP?

[peckishmods]

"It seems like that, doesn't it?" Pocket says, still a little sad. She's sitting heavily, slouched and slumping forward, with her cheek in the palm of her hand. For a time it seems as though this is all she'll say on the matter, but she lifts her head and finally meets Trudy's eye.

For a bug who has always seemed nothing but jovial, ready for a good time, the blank resignation on her face is an odd fit. "At first we thought you have to see all of him to defeat him. We tried. We did. All of us. But the weed's like a real bad rumor. He grows in little bits every time he's told. The only way to stop him was not to see him at all. That's what the four heads told me, and we had already made such a mess. I couldn't—when they used me to catch him, they bound me, too. So, it's, like, hard? You have to talk around it to say anything at all."

She sighs and it shudders her shoulders, but the girls get the impression that she's trying to say more. Her next words come slowly, carefully, like a hike over rocky terrain. "Humans, the ones you hide from, they wanted infinity, and they got it from somewhere strange. But something like that is hungry, and it eats, and it eats, and it eats. We pushed it back, though. Knit its mouth closed. It cost...so much." Pocket stops, presses her face into her hands. She sits like that, silent, for a long time.

Frustrated, now, she goes on, "We were safe. We were fine. I've held it closed by myself all this time. But then, far away from here and not very long ago, in another place with another heart, something like me died. We felt it, a wound that we all had to help fill, but that pulled me too tight. Something, like, slipped out? Ughhhhh..." Pocket balls her hands to fists. "The only way to stay safe is not to look! You can't look! You are so incandescent, my little scholar, but this has to stay dark. You can't know. That's...that's how you prepare. They told me so. It's...all I can say."