STALL OWNER(S): Stephen Carmichael OFFERINGS: Spring flowers arranged in bouquets of various sizes, wrapped with twine and butcher paper to give them a rustic look, or for a few more dragots sold in tinted glass vases. DECOR: Stevie Carmichael wheels out his bouquets on a repurposed cotton candy cart. The small stand allows him to not take up too much space, and he can be found seated in a lawn chair beside it most of the day, occasionally playing with his phone. ANYTHING ELSE?: When classes let out, Winter is tasked with running and fetching more bouquets from the store all evening.
STALL OWNER(S): Mrs. Liu, aka Ex-Mayor T-Bone's Mom, aka Lir's mom OFFERINGS: Cat-themed handicrafts, cat toys, portraits of cats painted on velvet and framed garishly, live catnip and cat grass, also there are cats to pet DECOR: This airy tent smells of catmint. Mama Liu sits behind the main table knitting. Good luck getting at anything, there are at least three cats at any given time making beds of every surface. ANYTHING ELSE?: No, she doesn't sell anything for cactus cats.
STALL OWNER(S): Malstrom Student Council! Anastasia Zebrowski and Iago Goodliffe spend a lot of time there, though other Malstrommers swing by, as well as Eris A-B. Hmmmm. OFFERINGS: Malstrom Merch! Pins, scarves, hoodies and hats, a little bit of everything in Malstrom storm grey. There's even some House-themed gear. Don't you want a House Pestilence t-shirt?? It'll look so good on you! DECOR: The Malstrom Storm Rider mascot is slapped on top of the stall and everything is decked out in storm grey. ANYTHING ELSE?: Anything a Peckenpaugh kid picks up immediately starts to smell like poo and the smell sticks to their fingers well after they're gone. Maybe don't waste your time on Lamestrom, Peckenpoos.
STALL OWNER(S): Some goof you don't recognize. OFFERINGS:Certified Bad Tarot Readings DECOR: A "(Questionable) TAROT READINGS" sign hangs outside of a covered wooden wagon painted with sun and moon and star motifs, draped in curtains of flowering ivy — not the purple variety. Inside is cozy, warmly lit and comfortable, stuffed to bursting with potted plants, all flowering. It smells like freshly brewed coffee. There's a circular table in the center of the small space. Opposite the entrance sits the reader, sipping a warm drink from a mug and engrossed in some shitty fantasy novel. ANYTHING ELSE?:
OFFERINGS: Ya boy here will perform any message (by song!) you so choose! Kermie assures you, the customer, that he can perform most musical styles and will even provide dancing accompaniment for no additional charge! (This is because Kermie is incapable of singing without also dancing, but might as well make it a ~feature~.) Give him a tune, a style, or just ask him to make it up himself!
Everything is the same price unless you want to send a mean message. Then there's an upcharge. This is entirely up to Kermit's discretion.
DECOR: He has a stool, an iPod classic, and an iPod dock, just so he can show off his singing. There's an extension cord chain running seemingly all the way back to his dorm so he can power his iPod dock, despite the fact that he's close enough to the Gastrognome to just, like, use their fucking power.
ANYTHING ELSE?: The muscheron keep unplugging his extension cords and it's getting to be a problem.
STALL OWNER(S): Lionel Lovelace OFFERINGS: Multiple computers have bricked over the course of the year. And as the person who broke them the Muggle Tech TA, Lionel feels a responsibility to buy the school a new one. Of course, that will take money. So, Lionel sets up a simple stall offering neural network poetry. You give him a few dollars and the first line of the poem, and the AI will generate the rest. DECOR: Just a table and a charmed typewriter and a chair. Nothing else. ANYTHING ELSE?: Lionel thinks the AI is a shit poet.
STALL OWNER(S): Audrey and OTHERS? OFFERINGS: Secondhand goods just like you'd get in the store, only it's actually in a booth, now! Special deals!! DECOR: It's painted with a little mural whether Kyle approved this or not. Random trinkets that Audrey will try to talk you into buying at a higher cost are draped around Every hot Jesus she's ever found is prevalent. ANYTHING ELSE?: Alex gave me the junk spreadsheet so now I'm all powerful and can bequeath it here
STALL OWNER(S): Viola OFFERINGS: A hauntingly beautiful voice and delicate, folksy guitar strumming. All of her songs are miserably depressing and thematically revolve around loneliness, wanting to die, being unsure whether she wants to die, being scared of dying, and volatile love affairs which sound vaguely but improbably autobiographical. DECOR: There's no stall, just a girl on a stool absolutely ruining the vibe. ANYTHING ELSE?: She'll take requests if you bring her trinkets like weird crow thing that she is.
STALL OWNER(S): Trudy McGilliguddy OFFERINGS: For just one dollar, you can compete against Trudy in tea dueling, a most elegant competition. Opponents must simultaneously dunk biscuits in tea for five seconds, hold them aloft, and then be the last person to nom their cookies. Crumbles equal disqualification. Death stares and trash talking encouraged. DECOR: There's a sort of grandma, steampunk, stereotypical witch vibe. A lace tablecloth, a nice tea set, and doilies are accompanied by taxidermied critters and bones. ANYTHING ELSE?: Trudy challenges any takers to an additional wager. If you accept the bet: if she loses, you may ask her any question and she will answer, but she expects the same. This booth is a thinly veiled attempt to interrogate people over tea. She may not even have a booth permit.
STALL OWNER(S): Cedar, Hawthorne and Willow Quackenbush. OFFERINGS: Cursed little automatons! Cedar whittled, Hawthorne painted, Willow dressed, and they all probably worked together on the actual mechanics of the little guys, but all to different degrees, so they're all a little different. They're all still definitely cursed, though. DECOR: There's a tablecloth draped over the booth that mostly seems to be trying to cover the cinder blocks holding up the table. A drooping banner is held up by an inordinate amount of duct tape. It might be a load-bearing banner. It's definitely load-bearing duct tape. At any given time there are several little gadgets trying to walk right off their table and one of the triplets is holding up a section of the booth that's decided to crumble. ANYTHING ELSE?: i'm imagining skinless furbies covered in paint and wearing eyeshadow. oh and also if you buy one we'll RNG just how cursed the automaton is. you cannot get an uncursed automaton.
STALL OWNER(S): Wyatt Webberley OFFERINGS: Wyatt is offering a few divination services. You can ask specific questions, or just see what the universe offers up. TEA READING: Oh, not hot tea. This is a different kind of tea reading. There's a big jug of iced sweet tea on the table and it gets served in mason jars. Once you're done, the readings are pretty traditional, though. Wyatt just doesn't much like hot tea. BONE THROWING: Wyatt has his bone reading set here, and he's happy to do a bit of a more in depth reading with it. DECOR: A hodgepodge effort was made, though it's not cohesive from lack of trying. There's a lot of stuff? Some NASBROOM and Pro Quodpot memorabilia, a tablecloth that is definitely a bed sheet, mismatched seat cushions, and bunting that seems to have been made from old t-shirts. ANYTHING ELSE?: Wait did he steal the table and chairs from school?
It was an innocuous enough purchase, she’d thought. Maybe there’d been a little tingle of wrong, turn back as she’d walked into the old lady’s tent, but that was easily enough ignored. They maybe shouldn’t, but those purple flowers bear an already bittersweet nostalgia. The year is almost over. She’d like to remember the bad with the good, and the weeds with the flowers.
But maybe that’s a bad idea.
Audrey’s left blinking in the sunshine at a tent that isn’t there, and the dark burning that consumed her feels almost like fair game. Shaking it off as quickly as she can, she runs up to the first person she sees and grabs them, urgent . This is important. “Just now. You saw a tent. Didn’t you?”
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THE STALLS: Fresh Flowers!
OFFERINGS: Spring flowers arranged in bouquets of various sizes, wrapped with twine and butcher paper to give them a rustic look, or for a few more dragots sold in tinted glass vases.
DECOR: Stevie Carmichael wheels out his bouquets on a repurposed cotton candy cart. The small stand allows him to not take up too much space, and he can be found seated in a lawn chair beside it most of the day, occasionally playing with his phone.
ANYTHING ELSE?: When classes let out, Winter is tasked with running and fetching more bouquets from the store all evening.
THE STALLS: Cat-themed Curios
OFFERINGS: Cat-themed handicrafts, cat toys, portraits of cats painted on velvet and framed garishly, live catnip and cat grass, also there are cats to pet
DECOR: This airy tent smells of catmint. Mama Liu sits behind the main table knitting. Good luck getting at anything, there are at least three cats at any given time making beds of every surface.
ANYTHING ELSE?: No, she doesn't sell anything for cactus cats.
THE STALLS: Malstrom Merch
OFFERINGS: Malstrom Merch! Pins, scarves, hoodies and hats, a little bit of everything in Malstrom storm grey. There's even some House-themed gear. Don't you want a House Pestilence t-shirt?? It'll look so good on you!
DECOR: The Malstrom Storm Rider mascot is slapped on top of the stall and everything is decked out in storm grey.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Anything a Peckenpaugh kid picks up immediately starts to smell like poo and the smell sticks to their fingers well after they're gone. Maybe don't waste your time on Lamestrom, Peckenpoos.
THE STALLS: Malstrom Merch& some lite arson
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THE STALLS: Tarot Readings
OFFERINGS: Certified Bad Tarot Readings
DECOR: A "(Questionable) TAROT READINGS" sign hangs outside of a covered wooden wagon painted with sun and moon and star motifs, draped in curtains of flowering ivy — not the purple variety. Inside is cozy, warmly lit and comfortable, stuffed to bursting with potted plants, all flowering. It smells like freshly brewed coffee. There's a circular table in the center of the small space. Opposite the entrance sits the reader, sipping a warm drink from a mug and engrossed in some shitty fantasy novel.
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THE STALLS: Viola’s Tarot Reading
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THE STALLS: Song-O-Grams!
OFFERINGS: Ya boy here will perform any message (by song!) you so choose! Kermie assures you, the customer, that he can perform most musical styles and will even provide dancing accompaniment for no additional charge! (This is because Kermie is incapable of singing without also dancing, but might as well make it a ~feature~.) Give him a tune, a style, or just ask him to make it up himself!
Everything is the same price unless you want to send a mean message. Then there's an upcharge. This is entirely up to Kermit's discretion.
DECOR: He has a stool, an iPod classic, and an iPod dock, just so he can show off his singing. There's an extension cord chain running seemingly all the way back to his dorm so he can power his iPod dock, despite the fact that he's close enough to the Gastrognome to just, like, use their fucking power.
ANYTHING ELSE?: The muscheron keep unplugging his extension cords and it's getting to be a problem.
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THE STALLS: Neural Network Poetry
OFFERINGS: Multiple computers have bricked over the course of the year. And as
the person who broke themthe Muggle Tech TA, Lionel feels a responsibility to buy the school a new one. Of course, that will take money. So, Lionel sets up a simple stall offering neural network poetry. You give him a few dollars and the first line of the poem, and the AI will generate the rest.DECOR: Just a table and a charmed typewriter and a chair. Nothing else.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Lionel thinks the AI is a shit poet.
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THE STALLS: Spellunkjunk
OFFERINGS: Secondhand goods just like you'd get in the store, only it's actually in a booth, now! Special deals!!
DECOR: It's painted with a little mural whether Kyle approved this or not. Random trinkets that Audrey will try to talk you into buying at a higher cost are draped around Every hot Jesus she's ever found is prevalent.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Alex gave me the junk spreadsheet so now I'm all powerful and can bequeath it here
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THE STALLS: Viola Busks
OFFERINGS: A hauntingly beautiful voice and delicate, folksy guitar strumming. All of her songs are miserably depressing and thematically revolve around loneliness, wanting to die, being unsure whether she wants to die, being scared of dying, and volatile love affairs which sound vaguely but improbably autobiographical.
DECOR: There's no stall, just a girl on a stool absolutely ruining the vibe.
ANYTHING ELSE?: She'll take requests if you bring her trinkets like weird crow thing that she is.
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THE STALLS: Tea Dueling with Trudy
OFFERINGS: For just one dollar, you can compete against Trudy in tea dueling, a most elegant competition. Opponents must simultaneously dunk biscuits in tea for five seconds, hold them aloft, and then be the last person to nom their cookies. Crumbles equal disqualification. Death stares and trash talking encouraged.
DECOR: There's a sort of grandma, steampunk, stereotypical witch vibe. A lace tablecloth, a nice tea set, and doilies are accompanied by taxidermied critters and bones.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Trudy challenges any takers to an additional wager. If you accept the bet: if she loses, you may ask her any question and she will answer, but she expects the same. This booth is a thinly veiled attempt to interrogate people over tea. She may not even have a booth permit.
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THE STALLS: Quackenbooth!
OFFERINGS: Cursed little automatons! Cedar whittled, Hawthorne painted, Willow dressed, and they all probably worked together on the actual mechanics of the little guys, but all to different degrees, so they're all a little different. They're all still definitely cursed, though.
DECOR: There's a tablecloth draped over the booth that mostly seems to be trying to cover the cinder blocks holding up the table. A drooping banner is held up by an inordinate amount of duct tape. It might be a load-bearing banner. It's definitely load-bearing duct tape. At any given time there are several little gadgets trying to walk right off their table and one of the triplets is holding up a section of the booth that's decided to crumble.
ANYTHING ELSE?: i'm imagining skinless furbies covered in paint and wearing eyeshadow.
oh and also if you buy one we'll RNG just how cursed the automaton is. you cannot get an uncursed automaton.
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THE STALLS: Fortunes Told
OFFERINGS: Wyatt is offering a few divination services. You can ask specific questions, or just see what the universe offers up.
TEA READING: Oh, not hot tea. This is a different kind of tea reading. There's a big jug of iced sweet tea on the table and it gets served in mason jars. Once you're done, the readings are pretty traditional, though. Wyatt just doesn't much like hot tea.
BONE THROWING: Wyatt has his bone reading set here, and he's happy to do a bit of a more in depth reading with it.
DECOR: A hodgepodge effort was made, though it's not cohesive from lack of trying. There's a lot of stuff? Some NASBROOM and Pro Quodpot memorabilia, a tablecloth that is definitely a bed sheet, mismatched seat cushions, and bunting that seems to have been made from old t-shirts.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Wait did he steal the table and chairs from school?
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THE RIVERWALK
THE RIVERWALK: Audrey Bought a Burny Brooch (Open+!)
But maybe that’s a bad idea.
Audrey’s left blinking in the sunshine at a tent that isn’t there, and the dark burning that consumed her feels almost like fair game. Shaking it off as quickly as she can, she runs up to the first person she sees and grabs them, urgent . This is important. “Just now. You saw a tent. Didn’t you?”
THE RIVERWALK: Audrey Bought a Burny Brooch & Maisy's shirking responsibilities
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Also this is adorable
Also I really miss farmermarmers
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Both Felicity and Lionel are here for scenes. And please everyone come ask Lionel or a neural network poem!
P.S. sPoOkY shit!
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Also
Would kyle let Spellunking do a Spellunk Junk Trunk
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