Patchwork Universe

Peri · God Joined: 29 May 2004 Posts: 70 Location: Terminus

Something was afoot in one of the empty buildings near the one housing the Map. Through the gaps in its boarded-up windows came the rasp of a wood saw, a female voice humming loudly and tunelessly, the occasional arc of sparks and a pungent smell of paint.

After a while, Peri emerged from the dim doorway with a can of paint in one hand and a brush in the other, and painted on the boards across one window: TOURIST INFORMATION CENTRE - UNDER CONSTRUCTION - COME BACK SOON!

She smiled at her handiwork and went back inside. Presently the humming started up again.

liason · Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2004 9:46 am Post subject:

From time to time during her work, Peri heard a very quiet 'sluuurp' noise, but when she looked round she could not see the source of it.

After about fifteen minutes, four small hose-faced creatures crept back out of the half-built Tourist Information Centre.

Mr Drills would be very pleased to have some paint !

Peri · God Joined: 29 May 2004 Posts: 70 Location: Terminus

The hose-faced creatures, in their quiet machine way, loved salvaging things for Mr Drills. They took pride in their work; indeed, work was all that existed for them.

Until, suddenly, they began to find it difficult to continue marching in a businesslike straight line, on to the next task. They wobbled around in loops and circles. A new thought pattern appeared in the simple circuits of their brains. Curiosity.

I wonder what's over there?

I wonder what other places are like?

They eyed each other, confused, but found no enlightenment. Soon all four of them trundled off in different directions, one north, one south, one east, one west...

(OOC: The hose-faced salvagers have drunk paint infused with wanderlust and have been infected with an insatiable desire to see the world.)