The internet is a storm of URLs, wi-fi and strings of dangerous code, whirling and thundering. Out in the wilderness you can only survive so long unaided, but in here, behind the mellow yellow windows, a safe and comforting place awaits. This place is a respite from the internet; the fire crackles invitingly and alluring rainbow-coloured drinks are poured into glasses. Exciting chatter fills the rooms from tables bustling with friends, eating from trays of warm, rustic carum bread and hearty stews. Gentle music comes from the band in the background.
[image description: a busy tavern lit by orange light]
Come in, chat away, have a great time! The old location may have been overrun by the Codekind, but this new building has three-meter thick walls, three floors and turret bedrooms to rest in at the top! We’ve returned, free from the battles of the secret pages! A safe micro-community of equality and no judgement. Hang up your HTML-reflective suit at the door and settle in with a drink and a meal.
Notice Board: Free candy in the bowl on the counter! What types of candy are there? Yes.
Ashenpaw eats croissants happily.
Marblerose steals Ashenpaw’s croissants and eats them sadly.
Creations steals Marrbleroses croissants and eats them angrily.
Shadeleap steals creation’s croissants and eats them smugly
Primrosepaw steals Shadeleap’s croissants and eats them sleeply.
Primrosepaw starts screaming the song Satisfied at the top of her lungs
Silverkit joins in.
*Says ” uwu ” cutely*
Sandpaw is angry because she has no cookies, so she starts breaking the piano and stealing everybody’s drinks and treats.
Thistlepaw lets out a sigh and starts chewing a broken piano key laying on the floor.
Primrosepaw begins to spin in a T pose while still screaming
Sandpaw is now angry at Ashenpaw for playing encanto songs because they are now stuck in her head. She grabs the croissant from Primrosepaw and throws it at Ashenpaw.
Primrosepaw stares in agony as her croissant gets thrown across the room
Blacky joins into the tpose spinning while Moonpaw lectures him on drittens…
Aquila peers in, a wizard hat atop her head, as she prepares for Halloween over a month early. Looking around, she takes in the chaos on the page ranging from croissant stealing to broken pianos and screaming. “Why am I not surprised?” she mutters to herself, as she flounces in and perches on a table. Drawing a wand from the glittering cape that adorns her shoulder, she draws a squiggly shape in the air and an almond croissant of her own appears. She plucks it from the air and take a bite, pleasure spreading across her face as the sweet taste of almonds and icing sugar kicks in.
Moonpaw turns into a dritten and steal all the croissants, and eats them n one gulp while dodging flying knives, after she is ful she goes and sleeps in the rafters.
Primrosepaw starts to summon more croissants and starts dumping coffee on them
Creations starts drinking musical instruments.
“Sparkling water please.” Says Silverkit, sitting down at the bar.