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

[familyalien]

Good question. Never did bother to find out. But I know nearly everything thar is to know. A few surprises I can live with. Not that it would be hard for me to find out the answer, my ship has a big old chemistry lab.

London.

[stauncherhearted]

No, no, I meant- [she shakes her head] -where'bouts in London. But it's alright.

What sort of ship? You military as well, then? [Second military sort she'd met here.]

[familyalien]

No, not military. It's my space ship.

[stauncherhearted]

Right.

[They were, after all, on a spaceship now.]

Is this your ship, then? [she points to the floor]

[familyalien]

[The Doctor gestures over to a Police Box