Patton liked the museum lady.  She seemed very nice and kind of sparkled just a bit whenever she made a sharp turn. Her living room was also very nice. The furniture looked a little weird all together, but he liked each piece individually and the fabric was just the right type of soft. The soup was very good too. It might be because they’d been eating out of cans the past few months, but he didn’t think so. He just thought it was really good. The soup was full of vegetables and a bit of meat. The broth also sparkled a bit like the lady did under the light from the fish lamp.

Logan is open for questions.

Patton is open for questions.

Roman is open for questions.

The Curator is open for questions.

Read the story in order.

So I just posted a house rule for Monopoly to reduce chance and allow a little more strategic planning. Just before that I posted a teaser of sorts for Goblinauts; a series of supplemental tables to bring more character to your goblinaut.

Here’s what you can expect over the next few weeks:

Goblinauts Complete Rules! -- that posts tomorrow at 5 pm EST

Phelddagriffed -- a silly variant of Magic using a Hungry Hungry Hippos game and colorful marbles (if you follow me on tumblhurgoyf you’ve already seen this)

Catan: Risky Business -- a mash up of Catan and RISK inspired by Riskopoly but with the intent of removing the worst part of Riskopoly, the -opoly bit which introduces extreme chance as the main determinant of victory

Magic: the Settling -- Catan and Magic mashed together into a unique new experience

Magic: the Jenga-ing -- what I’ve called the Un-official Unstable Magic format, this is another one you may have seen on tumblhurgoyf

The Quick and the Dead -- a working title for a poker-inspired roleplaying system

Patton, tell Roman we need pasta. Like a lot of it. And also why can’t you go hunting for supplies?

- Peach Nymph

Patton's face scrunched up as his hair was magically pulled. He can't exactly hear what Peach Nymph says, but he gets the gist.

"Roman, the fairies want pasta," Patton informed him.

"Oh, the fairies do, huh?" he asked skeptically.

"Yeah."

"Yeah, okay, Pat," Roman said.

Patton frowned. He probably should stop blaming the fairies for his missing socks.

"Can I go help?" Patton asked.

Logan and Roman looked at each other.

"Perhaps if the area is carefully cleared out and it's safe," Logan said, "but otherwise only one of us should go out."

"But I've never gone out for supplies."

"That's because you're too short to reach the high shelves," Roman said, reaching over to ruffle his hair. "You must be at least this tall," he raised his hand up to touch the roof of the van, "to go on supply trips alone during the apocalypse."

"Plus, I'll need your help organizing," Logan told him.

Patton sighed. "Okay," he agreed, "but if it's cool and safe, can we all go in?"

"Sure," Roman said. "If it's cool and safe."

Thomas is open for questions.

Roman is open for questions.

Patton is open for questions.

((I mean, he's been living in this van with you for a couple months at this point. And you have all been poking him. All the time. He's going to figure something is going on. He does not know for sure you are fairies, but he knows they exist and it's the most likely conclusion.))

Patton frowns. He wants cookies too. He'll try to find some if he's allowed to go in wherever they go.

((You can! You have 27 stickers left, though I haven’t counted any that you may have used for decoration.))

Patton gets a sticker of a blue dog. This calms him down a bit.