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@@ -29,6 +29,7 @@ src/epistolary/00058.md
 src/epistolary/00059.md
 src/epistolary/00060.md
 src/epistolary/00061.md
+src/epistolary/00062.md
 src/bestiary/index.md
 src/bestiary/aetherwael.md
 src/bestiary/aur.md

src/epistolary/00062.md

@@ -0,0 +1,114 @@
+---
+title: 00062
+created: Sun, 12 Feb 2023 08:57:51 -0700
+updated: Sun, 12 Feb 2023 08:57:51 -0700
+public: yes
+syndicated: yes
+---
+### 00062 {#00062}
+
+> One moment, Inky is half-asleep on their feet in the middle of Branch Avenue.
+> In the next, they are reclining in a banana boat that resembles a canoe painted
+> with long stripes of yellow and white with deep brown swipes. The s'more
+> interior padding is soft, yet with the suppleness of fruit leather. A few
+> round, matching brown mini-cushions are strewn across the boat interior. Also
+> in the boat are two silver spoon paddles, more for looks than cooks.
+> 
+> They don't know where the boat came from. Things just appear. Like that Red
+> Squirrel. Inky moves to holler a greeting, but instead recites:
+> 
+> ```
+> "sgb rpthqqbk hr qba sgb fgnrsr dktb
+> sgb qnkkr rwbbs uma rn uqb ynt
+> sgnt uqs ly fthahmf rsuq ul h sghmb
+> h rbb vbqhky ly utrohehntr rhfm
+> sgb kns wur snrra uma sgbm h aqbw
+> uma cnqstmb ruha hs rgnta db ynt ott"[1]
+> ```
+> 
+> 
+> ```
+> [1]:
+> "The squirrel is red, the ghost's blue,
+> The roll's sweet, and so are you.
+> Thou art my guiding star, am I thine?
+> I see verily my auspicious sign:
+> The lot was toss'd and then I drew,
+> And Fortune said it shou'd be you. Puu."
+> ```
+
+~
+
+> While Inky boards her banana boat and recites poetry to the maddened
+> squirrel, Alex springs to action leaping blithely from the branch
+> towards the squirrel. Beneath him manifests a cockpit, sleek and
+> futuristic. Around this materializes a large robotic weapon,
+> octopus-oid in shape. The many tentacles bristle with weapons both
+> fearsome and deadly.
+> 
+> Alex grabs the controls, in one tentacle he latches onto the banana
+> boat, that way he won't accidentally get separated from Inky. With
+> the other seven a series of feathers appear in every brilliant hue.
+> The tentacle attached to the boat unfurls allowing Alex to draw
+> closer to the squirrel. As the gap closes the most intense tickle
+> fight the dream world has ever seen ensues, bringing joyous laughter
+> to the faces of many.
+> 
+> "Inky, if we need to get out of here, just jet it! That tentacle will
+> yank the control pod and me with it!"
+
+Alex basically becomes a Mech pilot, and confronts the Red Squirrel
+head on with the Octopod.
+
+You engage in the tickle fight to end all tickle fights!
+
+Its eight arms are more than a match for the squirrels eight legs.
+You have the advantage of reach, entanglement, and sucker pads. It
+struggles in your grasp, gnashing its terrible teeth, but cannot
+reach you. Its long tail whips around ineffectively, battering you
+softly.
+
+The agitated squirrel squeals and swells like a red balloon. The
+mech's tentacles struggle to contain it. Just as the strain on the
+machine is about to become unbearable, the rodent violently deflates.
+It collapses in on itself with such ferocity that it turns itself
+inside out. The octopod, all tangled up in the collapsing squirrel,
+is pulled along as it folds in on itself until it becomes a hungry
+void the size of a marble, floating in space and sucking at the air.
+
+Inky watches from the banana boat as Alex and the squirrel disappear
+from the Silver Forest. The squirrel portal finally closes in on
+itself, severing the banana boat from the octopus mecha at the last
+possible second. Inky on this side. Alex on the other.
+
+Alex, you and the wreckage of the octopod are vomited out onto a
+sandy beach. Red mist and vapors dissipate from your entry point.
+Before you is a vast ocean, lapping lazily at the beach. The
+shoreline extends endlessly in both directions. Behind you are
+endless sand dunes. Though there is no sun, the sky seems to hover at
+sunset, all brilliant, swirling oranges and purples.
+
+A lone humanoid figure can be seen standing atop a nearby dune. It is
+tall. It has legs like a goat or fawn, and a paunchy belly. Its long
+neck protrudes into a kind of trunk that eventually folds over and
+hangs down in front of the creature, about chest height. It
+terminates in a smooth, round nub. No face. It wears a small satchel
+at its hip, its strap slung over one shoulder and across its chest.
+Its long arms hand loosely at its sides. Despite the lack of a face
+and any sensory organs, it seems to be watching you. Slowly, it
+descends the dune and starts walking toward you. It reaches into its
+satchel and draws a long, sharp knife as it approaches.
+
+Inky, you are in the banana boat in the Silver Forest. The turtle
+that was a chipmunk has holed up in its shell, effectively just a
+sticky bun.
+
+"You wanted to see me," intones a slightly muffled voice behind you.
+A statement, not a question. You turn to see a figure cloaked in
+shadows and demons. They wear a domed helmet of black obsidian glass,
+flashes of rainbow colored light crackling along the inside
+illuminating very little of the smoke-filled interior.
+
+"What is it you seek from Dude 215R?"
+
+WHAT DO YOU DO

src/notes.md

@@ -18,14 +18,13 @@ updated: Sun, 27 Nov 2022 02:24:11 -0700
 - Sitopotnia has offered new corn-based bodies to the cyberplasm if they can deliver to her the Quintessence
 - Blavin double agent with Golden Iris
 - BATT wants to preserve the timeline
-- Felixe and Corraidhin
+- Felixe and Corraidhin, show up in the dreaming
 
 **NAMES AND NPCS**
 
 Upcoming NPCs and/or monsters
 
 - [ ] Hap-n-stance, moon rabbit: <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon_rabbit>
-- [ ] Jorunna Parva, sea bunny time lord <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jorunna_parva>
 - [ ] zai-ni (zine)
 - [ ] zeyeknee (zine)
 - [ ] standard ed
@@ -36,6 +35,7 @@ Upcoming NPCs and/or monsters
 - [ ] Cyber Woman With Corn! (Sitopotnia?) -- <https://www.shutterstock.com/search/cyber-woman-with-corn>
 - [ ] oracle - <https://lambdacreate.com/paste/midjourney.png>
 - [ ] corn smut? - <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corn_smut>
+- [ ] Jorunna Parva, sea bunny time lord <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jorunna_parva>
 - [x] harrowkrake
 - [x] time swallows: It is a common misconception that barn swallows are the most widespread species of swallow. That distinction belongs to the *time* swallow. Although---if you're lucky---you'll never actually see one.
 - [x] gnu zealots

www/index.html

@@ -322,6 +322,7 @@ Master</a></li>
 <li><a href="#00059" id="toc-00059">00059</a></li>
 <li><a href="#00060" id="toc-00060">00060</a></li>
 <li><a href="#00061" id="toc-00061">00061</a></li>
+<li><a href="#00062" id="toc-00062">00062</a></li>
 </ul></li>
 <li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
 <li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
@@ -358,11 +359,11 @@ Teale</a></li>
 </ul>
 </nav>
 <h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
-<p>Total length: 79424 words / 339 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
+<p>Total length: 80256 words / 342 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
 length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
 just the story.)</p>
-<p>There have been 213 messages posted over 208 days since the first
+<p>There have been 217 messages posted over 215 days since the first
-post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.02.</p>
+post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.00.</p>
 <h2 id="about">About</h2>
 <p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
 email.</p>
@@ -7212,6 +7213,95 @@ under. One inward toward your host’s deep, core memories. And the second
 pulling you outward toward the Sea of Dreams.</p>
 <p>You have but a moment before the Red Squirrel is upon you.</p>
 <p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
+<h3 id="00062">00062</h3>
+<blockquote>
+<p>One moment, Inky is half-asleep on their feet in the middle of Branch
+Avenue. In the next, they are reclining in a banana boat that resembles
+a canoe painted with long stripes of yellow and white with deep brown
+swipes. The s’more interior padding is soft, yet with the suppleness of
+fruit leather. A few round, matching brown mini-cushions are strewn
+across the boat interior. Also in the boat are two silver spoon paddles,
+more for looks than cooks.</p>
+<p>They don’t know where the boat came from. Things just appear. Like
+that Red Squirrel. Inky moves to holler a greeting, but instead
+recites:</p>
+<pre><code>&quot;sgb rpthqqbk hr qba sgb fgnrsr dktb
+sgb qnkkr rwbbs uma rn uqb ynt
+sgnt uqs ly fthahmf rsuq ul h sghmb
+h rbb vbqhky ly utrohehntr rhfm
+sgb kns wur snrra uma sgbm h aqbw
+uma cnqstmb ruha hs rgnta db ynt ott&quot;[1]
+
+[1]:
+&quot;The squirrel is red, the ghost&#39;s blue,
+The roll&#39;s sweet, and so are you.
+Thou art my guiding star, am I thine?
+I see verily my auspicious sign:
+The lot was toss&#39;d and then I drew,
+And Fortune said it shou&#39;d be you. Puu.&quot;</code></pre>
+</blockquote>
+<p>~</p>
+<blockquote>
+<p>While Inky boards her banana boat and recites poetry to the maddened
+squirrel, Alex springs to action leaping blithely from the branch
+towards the squirrel. Beneath him manifests a cockpit, sleek and
+futuristic. Around this materializes a large robotic weapon, octopus-oid
+in shape. The many tentacles bristle with weapons both fearsome and
+deadly.</p>
+<p>Alex grabs the controls, in one tentacle he latches onto the banana
+boat, that way he won’t accidentally get separated from Inky. With the
+other seven a series of feathers appear in every brilliant hue. The
+tentacle attached to the boat unfurls allowing Alex to draw closer to
+the squirrel. As the gap closes the most intense tickle fight the dream
+world has ever seen ensues, bringing joyous laughter to the faces of
+many.</p>
+<p>“Inky, if we need to get out of here, just jet it! That tentacle will
+yank the control pod and me with it!”</p>
+</blockquote>
+<p>Alex basically becomes a Mech pilot, and confronts the Red Squirrel
+head on with the Octopod.</p>
+<p>You engage in the tickle fight to end all tickle fights!</p>
+<p>Its eight arms are more than a match for the squirrels eight legs.
+You have the advantage of reach, entanglement, and sucker pads. It
+struggles in your grasp, gnashing its terrible teeth, but cannot reach
+you. Its long tail whips around ineffectively, battering you softly.</p>
+<p>The agitated squirrel squeals and swells like a red balloon. The
+mech’s tentacles struggle to contain it. Just as the strain on the
+machine is about to become unbearable, the rodent violently deflates. It
+collapses in on itself with such ferocity that it turns itself inside
+out. The octopod, all tangled up in the collapsing squirrel, is pulled
+along as it folds in on itself until it becomes a hungry void the size
+of a marble, floating in space and sucking at the air.</p>
+<p>Inky watches from the banana boat as Alex and the squirrel disappear
+from the Silver Forest. The squirrel portal finally closes in on itself,
+severing the banana boat from the octopus mecha at the last possible
+second. Inky on this side. Alex on the other.</p>
+<p>Alex, you and the wreckage of the octopod are vomited out onto a
+sandy beach. Red mist and vapors dissipate from your entry point. Before
+you is a vast ocean, lapping lazily at the beach. The shoreline extends
+endlessly in both directions. Behind you are endless sand dunes. Though
+there is no sun, the sky seems to hover at sunset, all brilliant,
+swirling oranges and purples.</p>
+<p>A lone humanoid figure can be seen standing atop a nearby dune. It is
+tall. It has legs like a goat or fawn, and a paunchy belly. Its long
+neck protrudes into a kind of trunk that eventually folds over and hangs
+down in front of the creature, about chest height. It terminates in a
+smooth, round nub. No face. It wears a small satchel at its hip, its
+strap slung over one shoulder and across its chest. Its long arms hand
+loosely at its sides. Despite the lack of a face and any sensory organs,
+it seems to be watching you. Slowly, it descends the dune and starts
+walking toward you. It reaches into its satchel and draws a long, sharp
+knife as it approaches.</p>
+<p>Inky, you are in the banana boat in the Silver Forest. The turtle
+that was a chipmunk has holed up in its shell, effectively just a sticky
+bun.</p>
+<p>“You wanted to see me,” intones a slightly muffled voice behind you.
+A statement, not a question. You turn to see a figure cloaked in shadows
+and demons. They wear a domed helmet of black obsidian glass, flashes of
+rainbow colored light crackling along the inside illuminating very
+little of the smoke-filled interior.</p>
+<p>“What is it you seek from Dude 215R?”</p>
+<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
 <h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
 <p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
 <dt>

www/spoilers.html

@@ -322,6 +322,7 @@ Master</a></li>
 <li><a href="#00059" id="toc-00059">00059</a></li>
 <li><a href="#00060" id="toc-00060">00060</a></li>
 <li><a href="#00061" id="toc-00061">00061</a></li>
+<li><a href="#00062" id="toc-00062">00062</a></li>
 </ul></li>
 <li><a href="#bestiary" id="toc-bestiary">Bestiary</a></li>
 <li><a href="#geography" id="toc-geography">Geography</a></li>
@@ -361,11 +362,11 @@ Teale</a></li>
 </ul>
 </nav>
 <h2 id="stats">Stats</h2>
-<p>Total length: 79424 words / 339 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
+<p>Total length: 80256 words / 342 minute read. (Mind you, that’s the
 length of this entire page, including all the extra bits and bobs. Not
 just the story.)</p>
-<p>There have been 213 messages posted over 208 days since the first
+<p>There have been 217 messages posted over 215 days since the first
-post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.02.</p>
+post on July 13, 2022 for a daily post rate of 1.00.</p>
 <h2 id="about">About</h2>
 <p>This is a game that me and the kids in the basement are playing over
 email.</p>
@@ -7215,6 +7216,95 @@ under. One inward toward your host’s deep, core memories. And the second
 pulling you outward toward the Sea of Dreams.</p>
 <p>You have but a moment before the Red Squirrel is upon you.</p>
 <p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
+<h3 id="00062">00062</h3>
+<blockquote>
+<p>One moment, Inky is half-asleep on their feet in the middle of Branch
+Avenue. In the next, they are reclining in a banana boat that resembles
+a canoe painted with long stripes of yellow and white with deep brown
+swipes. The s’more interior padding is soft, yet with the suppleness of
+fruit leather. A few round, matching brown mini-cushions are strewn
+across the boat interior. Also in the boat are two silver spoon paddles,
+more for looks than cooks.</p>
+<p>They don’t know where the boat came from. Things just appear. Like
+that Red Squirrel. Inky moves to holler a greeting, but instead
+recites:</p>
+<pre><code>&quot;sgb rpthqqbk hr qba sgb fgnrsr dktb
+sgb qnkkr rwbbs uma rn uqb ynt
+sgnt uqs ly fthahmf rsuq ul h sghmb
+h rbb vbqhky ly utrohehntr rhfm
+sgb kns wur snrra uma sgbm h aqbw
+uma cnqstmb ruha hs rgnta db ynt ott&quot;[1]
+
+[1]:
+&quot;The squirrel is red, the ghost&#39;s blue,
+The roll&#39;s sweet, and so are you.
+Thou art my guiding star, am I thine?
+I see verily my auspicious sign:
+The lot was toss&#39;d and then I drew,
+And Fortune said it shou&#39;d be you. Puu.&quot;</code></pre>
+</blockquote>
+<p>~</p>
+<blockquote>
+<p>While Inky boards her banana boat and recites poetry to the maddened
+squirrel, Alex springs to action leaping blithely from the branch
+towards the squirrel. Beneath him manifests a cockpit, sleek and
+futuristic. Around this materializes a large robotic weapon, octopus-oid
+in shape. The many tentacles bristle with weapons both fearsome and
+deadly.</p>
+<p>Alex grabs the controls, in one tentacle he latches onto the banana
+boat, that way he won’t accidentally get separated from Inky. With the
+other seven a series of feathers appear in every brilliant hue. The
+tentacle attached to the boat unfurls allowing Alex to draw closer to
+the squirrel. As the gap closes the most intense tickle fight the dream
+world has ever seen ensues, bringing joyous laughter to the faces of
+many.</p>
+<p>“Inky, if we need to get out of here, just jet it! That tentacle will
+yank the control pod and me with it!”</p>
+</blockquote>
+<p>Alex basically becomes a Mech pilot, and confronts the Red Squirrel
+head on with the Octopod.</p>
+<p>You engage in the tickle fight to end all tickle fights!</p>
+<p>Its eight arms are more than a match for the squirrels eight legs.
+You have the advantage of reach, entanglement, and sucker pads. It
+struggles in your grasp, gnashing its terrible teeth, but cannot reach
+you. Its long tail whips around ineffectively, battering you softly.</p>
+<p>The agitated squirrel squeals and swells like a red balloon. The
+mech’s tentacles struggle to contain it. Just as the strain on the
+machine is about to become unbearable, the rodent violently deflates. It
+collapses in on itself with such ferocity that it turns itself inside
+out. The octopod, all tangled up in the collapsing squirrel, is pulled
+along as it folds in on itself until it becomes a hungry void the size
+of a marble, floating in space and sucking at the air.</p>
+<p>Inky watches from the banana boat as Alex and the squirrel disappear
+from the Silver Forest. The squirrel portal finally closes in on itself,
+severing the banana boat from the octopus mecha at the last possible
+second. Inky on this side. Alex on the other.</p>
+<p>Alex, you and the wreckage of the octopod are vomited out onto a
+sandy beach. Red mist and vapors dissipate from your entry point. Before
+you is a vast ocean, lapping lazily at the beach. The shoreline extends
+endlessly in both directions. Behind you are endless sand dunes. Though
+there is no sun, the sky seems to hover at sunset, all brilliant,
+swirling oranges and purples.</p>
+<p>A lone humanoid figure can be seen standing atop a nearby dune. It is
+tall. It has legs like a goat or fawn, and a paunchy belly. Its long
+neck protrudes into a kind of trunk that eventually folds over and hangs
+down in front of the creature, about chest height. It terminates in a
+smooth, round nub. No face. It wears a small satchel at its hip, its
+strap slung over one shoulder and across its chest. Its long arms hand
+loosely at its sides. Despite the lack of a face and any sensory organs,
+it seems to be watching you. Slowly, it descends the dune and starts
+walking toward you. It reaches into its satchel and draws a long, sharp
+knife as it approaches.</p>
+<p>Inky, you are in the banana boat in the Silver Forest. The turtle
+that was a chipmunk has holed up in its shell, effectively just a sticky
+bun.</p>
+<p>“You wanted to see me,” intones a slightly muffled voice behind you.
+A statement, not a question. You turn to see a figure cloaked in shadows
+and demons. They wear a domed helmet of black obsidian glass, flashes of
+rainbow colored light crackling along the inside illuminating very
+little of the smoke-filled interior.</p>
+<p>“What is it you seek from Dude 215R?”</p>
+<p>WHAT DO YOU DO</p>
 <h2 id="bestiary">Bestiary</h2>
 <p>Some of the creatures who inhabit the world of Basmentaria</p>
 <dt>
@@ -7655,7 +7745,7 @@ godhood</li>
 they can deliver to her the Quintessence</li>
 <li>Blavin double agent with Golden Iris</li>
 <li>BATT wants to preserve the timeline</li>
-<li>Felixe and Corraidhin</li>
+<li>Felixe and Corraidhin, show up in the dreaming</li>
 </ul>
 <p><strong>NAMES AND NPCS</strong></p>
 <p>Upcoming NPCs and/or monsters</p>
@@ -7663,9 +7753,6 @@ they can deliver to her the Quintessence</li>
 <li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" />Hap-n-stance, moon rabbit: <a
 href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon_rabbit"
 class="uri">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon_rabbit</a></li>
-<li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" />Jorunna Parva, sea bunny time
-lord <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jorunna_parva"
-class="uri">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jorunna_parva</a></li>
 <li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" />zai-ni (zine)</li>
 <li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" />zeyeknee (zine)</li>
 <li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" />standard ed</li>
@@ -7683,6 +7770,9 @@ class="uri">https://lambdacreate.com/paste/midjourney.png</a></li>
 <li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" />corn smut? - <a
 href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corn_smut"
 class="uri">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corn_smut</a></li>
+<li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" />Jorunna Parva, sea bunny time
+lord <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jorunna_parva"
+class="uri">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jorunna_parva</a></li>
 <li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" checked="" />harrowkrake</li>
 <li><input type="checkbox" disabled="" checked="" />time swallows: It is
 a common misconception that barn swallows are the most widespread