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[pipers_son]

✆CHANNEL

FREQUENCY: 737.8721

DESCRIPTION: No matter the time, it seems like Joker almost always immediately answers calls directed to his frequency.

✉MAIL BOX

LOCATION: Mailbox on Door

DESCRIPTION: A metal mailbox with a metal slot at the top and a small door at the side is attached to the front of Joker's trailer with a playing card imprinted on the front. Sliding things under the front of his door is acceptable as well.

Comments

[pipers_son]

True, true. Oranges and apples, right?

Anyway, it seems like it's the season of givin', so I think I'd like ta, yeah?

[espigeon]

I should be valiant and protest that I lack for nothing, but who am I to stand in the way of someone's happiness in this holy season?

[pipers_son]

[Laughing, Joker sings under his breath a few Christmas carols in Angelic, always appropriate for the religious.]

Unrelatedly, how do ya feel about gingerbread?

[espigeon]

[Julien will hum along.]

Ah, I like it! When it's not used in houses anyway. Gets all stale, y'know?

[pipers_son]

And a bloody pain in the arse ta eat, too.

Well! Good ta know, then~.

[espigeon]

I've heard you're not supposed to eat it at all at that point, but uh... I totally have.

[pipers_son]

And how'd that work out for ya?

[espigeon]

Soooo, turns out there was dust on it and I didn't figure that out until a whole lot of dunking pieces in warm liquids so they'd be softer. In my defense, heated up eggnog hides a lot of sins.

[pipers_son]

Oh, ya poor soul. Ya poor traumatized soul.

[espigeon]

Yes, pity me. Though that may have been graham crackers? Where I'm from sometimes we cheap out and use those instead of gingerbread but still claim it's a gingerbread house. Either way!

[pipers_son]

Ah, the life of bein' poor, right?

[espigeon]

Good times. Honestly though, in this case it's also because of the culture, we just... don't bake our own anything much, and graham crackers are cheap and readily available. I saw the real deal when I was little!

[pipers_son]

Oh yeah? Why not?

[espigeon]

We just don't. Only the super rich bother to make elaborate things for themselves - or in this case, go and pay someone to make something outrageously fancy.

[He sounds very dry.]

[pipers_son]

Ha. Ain't that always the way of things. Although it seems in some places that at least it's a little easier.

Definitely here, anyway. But then, I guess in some ways, the Ringmaster is pretty bleedin' rich and we just get benefits.

[espigeon]

Oh, yeah, it's definitely easier here. Pay isn't a thing really, everything's provided and you get an allowance when we're somewhere with money, and I don't think yours is really more than mine? Even though you've been here what, five years?

[pipers_son]

Ha! Hardly! Only on my third, mate.

[espigeon]

Huh! All right then.

...Is there a limit to how long someone's ever stuck it out? Feels almost like you could just keep contracting for things.

[pipers_son]

Don't think so. But most of the people past three years ended up.... leavin' after the vampire incident.

Y'know how it is.

[espigeon]

Huh. Were there more people around here back before then? There's so many empty trailers, I'm a little surprised there's a roommate situation going on at all.

[pipers_son]

Oh, that? I think that's because our good lady likes the drama.

[espigeon]

I will take that as a 'yes' and possibly 'people didn't go on vacation within a month as often back then', then.

Honestly I'm a little surprised that I ended up being my own roommate! It's crowded enough with just me and I can get out of my own way, soooo.

[pipers_son]

Watch out! Yer gonna jinx yerself~.

[espigeon]

And then there's a sitcom. Julien Delacroix, and The Man Allergic To Birds.

[pipers_son]

That's those kind of performances on the, ah, television, right?

[Even with the help of his foggy Portland memories, Joker sometimes need a bit of help with more modern terms.]