progresscity | this is just like trading pokemon cards except deadlier

Who: Beaker and whoever else wants to put up toplevels for trading and YOU
What: Trading cards! And socialization.
Where: Vista Way
When: 5/8, all day.
Warnings: None!

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[Today, Beaker's taken the day off from his ~~personal hell~~ job to set up a bunch of stands outside in the streets of Vista Way!

...Okay, it's more like he's taken a bunch of furniture from his apartment and set them up haphazardly, but that doesn't matter. What matters is the poster board that's taped to a stout coffee table that reads "COME TRADE YOUR CARDS". The letters on the right edge of the poster are significantly smaller than the other letters, like he had to make room to squeeze in words.

He's sitting at a table, shuffling his cards around, occasionally looking up to greet people as they pass. If you'd like, you're free to trade your own cards with other people and set up shop on the couch or the rug--wow, he...practically dragged down all of his furniture onto the street, huh?]

Meemii! Meep meemoomeep meep meemii?

[Hey there! Wanna trade cards with him? He's got Fire, Genie Lamp, Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, and Astro Blaster.]

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[...Yeah, turns out when you bring all your furniture outside for a fun day, you have to put it back into your apartment. Thank God he only lives on the first floor, but still. It's not like he lifts, and he's having quite A Time trying to get all of this stuff through the door. Currently, he's struggling to pull the couch back into the building, but it keeps getting stuck on the doorframe. He waves at anyone who passes--]

MEEP! MEEMII MEEP?

[Mind giving him a hand?]

Threaded | Flat

[It takes some time, extensive use of the lasso card, and a lot of parkour to actually get up to the table but Jed sure as fuck is up there anyways trying really damn hard to act like he's not out of breath (which he is).

He wasn't even aware this was a card thing he just saw A Commotion™ and was like 'shit I have to jump directly into this situation'. It kind of just looks like Beaker is setting up his furniture outside which... alright? He guesses there's merit in sleeping outside.]

You movin' out, carrot stick?

[At some point during the day, a blonde gremlin appears on Beaker's couch, hiding behind one of the cushions. The Happy Haunt card is on the other side of the couch, in a plastic baggy as if to contain its evil powers.]

[Hey Beaker, here's a big strong man to come save your day.]

Need some help with that?

[Enter Eclipsa, strolling by.]

Oh, having trouble again dear? You really do seem caught up in various struggles.

[Which is a comment for Other Beaker, but true nonetheless.]