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''"Worlebury-juxta-Mare is precisely like every other weekend destination: shabbier than advertised and bristling with ways to spend more money than intended."'' | ''"Worlebury-juxta-Mare is precisely like every other weekend destination: shabbier than advertised and bristling with ways to spend more money than intended."'' | ||
'''[[File:Worlebury-juxta-Mare.png|thumb|Art from Sunless Skies]]Worlebury-juxta-Mare''' is [[Albion]]'s premier tourist destination - a glittering little amusement park of a space-town, with rather strange and Rubbery secrets. And a cult, apparently. | '''[[File:Worlebury-juxta-Mare.png|thumb|Art from Sunless Skies]]Worlebury-juxta-Mare''' is [[Albion]]'s premier tourist destination - a glittering little amusement park of a space-town, with rather strange and Rubbery secrets. And a cult, apparently. Sadly, the proprietors seem to have contracted a [[Lorn-Flukes|Lorn-Fluke]] for its expertise in London's more Earthly history, and it having done so with all the eagerness and competence of [[Rubbery Men|other attempts at mimicking human behavior and history]], actually considering the illusion of the simulated coast (such as donkeys that scream brays, puke innards, and hatch from polyps) ends up actually compounding stress; it's perhaps for the best that the acidic mist makes it impossible to stay in the resort for too long. | ||
[[Category:Places]] | [[Category:Places]] | ||
[[Category:The High Wilderness]] | [[Category:The High Wilderness]] | ||
[[Category:Albion]] | [[Category:Albion]] | ||
Revision as of 16:08, 7 February 2019
"Worlebury-juxta-Mare is precisely like every other weekend destination: shabbier than advertised and bristling with ways to spend more money than intended."
Worlebury-juxta-Mare is Albion's premier tourist destination - a glittering little amusement park of a space-town, with rather strange and Rubbery secrets. And a cult, apparently. Sadly, the proprietors seem to have contracted a Lorn-Fluke for its expertise in London's more Earthly history, and it having done so with all the eagerness and competence of other attempts at mimicking human behavior and history, actually considering the illusion of the simulated coast (such as donkeys that scream brays, puke innards, and hatch from polyps) ends up actually compounding stress; it's perhaps for the best that the acidic mist makes it impossible to stay in the resort for too long.
