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.
Primrosepaw starts smashing a near-by piano with a hammer
Primrosepaw begins blasting Hamilton on shuffle while throwing Kool Aid everywhere
Noticing it is peaceful for some reason in the Hazelpage, Primrosepaw begins to re-summon B O R K
Moonpaw proceeds to eat B O R K in one bite.
dont eat bork :C bork was my frend
Every once in a while, I’ll pop my head in to the Hazelpage and be blown away by just how much… chaos is here.
Hollypaw chases 3 mice into a tipped-over bucket of frozen cream. “Who wants some mice cream?” (Get it? Like ice cream?)
Mochapaw starts eating the broken piano pieces while sticking her head inside the mice cream but still drinking all the Kool-Aid that’s floating in the air.
Primrosepaw bounces off a table trying to grab a coca cola nearby but while trying to reach over there she falls on a box of RED Kool Aid, drenching every one around her and herself in KOOL AID
Cedie comes flying in on a giant marshmellow with a uncicorn horn
Just checking in on what used to be war.
Captain devours an apple turnover, then inhales a cinnamon roll. “Merry Christmas!”, she declares as a fedora magically appears on her head.
Dinosaurpaw wonders if this page was always here before drowning in all the Kool Aid
Lilsson spawned into the secret chaotic twin of the tavern, THE HAZEL PAGE!!!! She does 6 flips
Primrosepaw on a random note summons the KOOL AID MAN, who breaks the wall and enters saying “OH YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
NUUUUU-
YEESSSSSSSSSSSSS