welcome, new visitors

[modconcierge]

There isn't much fanfare for the new crop of visitors who have come in this month, but what they encounter is quite wondrous. Is it a cruise ship? Is it a hotel? Is it a tiny planet? No one can give them a straight answer, but all are encouraged to take part in the buffet, where visitors may find an assortment of foods both familiar and unfamiliar to them. There is an open mic night happening in one of the lounges on site, featuring staff and visitor performances. Or there are a handful of shops to browse if you're amenable to trading.

Visitors will find that the Hotel Multiverse at the Edge of the Cosmos between Canons (its official name) is very much alive beyond the bustling crowd. In fact, it might just be listening to you and anticipating your needs.

As for the rest? Well, that's up to you. You may as well socialize, right?

Comments

[hotheadwarmheart]

[Lea's eyes widened when he stepped inside, and he gave an impressed whistle, but it likely wasn't quite the stunned reaction the Doctor was used to from humans.]

Pretty cool! Could use a bit more color, though.

[Gray and white color schemes would always be a bit too reminiscent of The Castle That Never Was for his liking. He walked in a bit further, looking around.]

So is this like a pocket dimension, or...?

[familyalien]

How'd you know?

[hotheadwarmheart]

[Lea shrugged]

Well I didn't know, per se, til you just confirmed it, but I didn't know what else it could be. I've never heard of one this massive, though. I've got one connected to my... well, pockets, that's powered by a combo of ambient magical energy and my own, but it's really only good for carrying around the same sorts of things a pocket or a backpack might be able to normally, just more of it; I wouldn't be able to stick, like... a whole office desk or something in there, but I could keep a whole bunch of notebooks, snacks, and other smaller things.

The power requirements for something like this though must be insane.

[familyalien]

You have no have no idea.

[The Doctor remarks with a cheeky reply]

Thankfully, I don't have to fill her up right now.

[hotheadwarmheart]

Heh, good. Cause I dunno about you, but I'm pretty short on munny these days, and I'm guessing the price of spaceship fuel is in the 'you don't want to know' range.

[He looks around a little.]

So how far does this extend anyway? Are there like multiple decks? Assuming 'decks is even the right word for the inside of a phone-booth ship.

[familyalien]

She's infinite