week 1

[arsholes]

[Yesterday was, to say the least, an eventful time. 21 people waking up in an alarming kidnapping situation, tempers got heated, salt was thrown, the usual flavor of shenanigans.

Your Alchemist made his appearance, got into several arguments, scruffed a teen and nailed a god. All in all, a productive time! It doesn’t seem like he’ll be making any more public appearances this week but he did say to give him a call.

If you don't want to converse with the Alchemist, there's a whole tower to explore! Check out all the dusty nooks and crannies, read some smutty literature, try to build a death ray, take a cozy bath- the Montessori method of learning. Curiously, starting on Monday there are mysterious leaflet catalogs scattered in several rooms of the tower. There’s no shop name on it, but there are pictures of a variety of fun and fanciful items, just a preview of the many rare and/or exotic goods you could get from one of the shop's Grand Opening Sale blind boxes. There is also a large wooden chest that has appeared in the Entrance Hall right next to the grand entrance doors, despite the fact that they remain locked. A locked mailbox hangs on the wall above the box, along with several envelopes. The mailbox says "CATALOG ORDERS", and there is a handwritten note that adds: "Write your name on the envelope as well as your order. INCLUDE PAYMENT, or it's no deal. <3"

In related news, many of you will also be receiving mysterious gold coins on top of your trunk – maybe this is the payment referenced?


Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | Saturday


(( OOC: This will be the last mod post for this week! Feel free to start submitting catalog orders for any threads that aren't with the Alchemist. This is a peace week, so get all that CR while you can! ))

Comments

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

It's a saying, I think.

[mercantilewits]

Well, yes but also- [He reaches into one of his pouches and whips out a literal sheet of iron with very small print text etched into it.] Even more yes.

[cuttingremark]

That is...quite literal.

[mercantilewits]

That's the Rule of Funny kicking in.

[nomansbosom]

Whoa, dang.

[This dude don't mess around.]

[...anything that can be made out from the contract in the probably-second-or-two Garfield's leaving this out, considering that Finn is literate but not a hugely avid reader?]

[mercantilewits]

[The most glaring thing immediately noticeable are the signatures at the bottom. Both Garfield's and the Alchemist's (which is just an "X" instead of a proper name) are deep red against the metal.]

[nomansbosom]

Did you sign this in blood?

[Just gonna. Poke at that. That's probably fine right.]

[mercantilewits]

Sure did! [The contract is just pure, warm metal.] How else do you magically seal a contract?

[nomansbosom]

Spit and handshake?

[mercantilewits]

Hmmmmmmm, perfectly doable I guess but doesn't have the same panache as a good blood signature.

[nomansbosom]

Yeah, but you get to keep your blood on the inside where it's supposed to be.

[mercantilewits]

Sure, if you wanna be boring and less spooky about it.

[nomansbosom]

I kinda like being alive about it.

[mercantilewits]

Wow, lame.

[nomansbosom]

Pretty sure doing business is easier if you're alive.

...Unless you're like a zombie or a vampire.

Or you're selling stuff to other ghosts, I guess.

[squidproquos]

[ Is it bad he really wants to read that contract. ]

[mercantilewits]

[Ask him nicely during his office hours and maybe you can.]

[squidproquos]

[ Eeeeeexcellent. ]

[cakerights]

Ah... well then.