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You're in Abyss of the Traffics.
Here the temperature feels warm and tiny, soapstone octahedrons float in a hexagon.

You're in Desert of the Attorney.
Rock music plays from afar and nearby blazing water turbulently flows with a roar.

You're in The Zones of the Meridians.
Little piles of meridians are scattered about and nearby copper pillars are arranged in a triangle.

You're in Realm of the Networks.
A harsh aqua light illuminates the area and many networks are scattered about.

You're in Maze of the Somersaults.
A thick, orange fog blankets the area and rows of brass pillars stretch into the distance.

You're in The Hotel Tomb.
Huge stacks of hotels are scattered about and a small pile of rubble blocks the way ahead.

You're outside a car dealership in The Bazaar of Shoulders.
Endless streams of vehicles pass by at high speed and rap music echoes from afar.

You're outside a tenement in Quarter of Belt.
A nearby huge, glass fountain produces a thin spray of amber liquid and ruined limestone bricks poke out through the ground.

You're on a jetty in Shallows of Zither.
Dubstep music echoes from below and vines with little, eggshell flowers on them grow everywhere.

You're in a stairwell in The Mattress Building.
The room's decor has a new, ornate style and loosely scattered mattresses are floating around.

You're floating in The Spellings Sphere.
A huge, khaki star is nearby and a huge fleet of ships warp into the area.

You're in a vestibule in Acropolis of the Teas.
Everything has an auburn tint to it and loosely scattered paper sheets are floating in place.

You're in a classroom in The House of the Experiments.
Loosely scattered chartreuse coloured stones are floating in place and a low rumbling noise comes from above.

You're in a utility room in Tower of Scheme.
The room's decor has a worn, industrial style and here the atmosphere feels arid.

You're in Infinity of Partridge.
Loosely scattered topaz coloured gems are floating in place and the sound of a ringing phone comes from everywhere.

You're in Rotations Gate.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from nearby and glowing fuchsia lines pulse rhythmically.

You're in Halt Dream.
Loosely scattered pristine books are floating around and here the atmosphere feels fresh.

You're in Rasps Rainforest.
Loosely scattered worn books are floating around and here the temperature feels chilly.

You're in a server room in The Airport of the Costumes.
Dilute blobs of cerise slime are scattered about and a dilute, aqua fog blankets the area.

You're on a jetty in The Strait of Politics.
A tiny collection of ships are wrecked nearby and here the temperature feels cool.

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Computer Fairies

Computer Fairies is a Mastodon instance that aims to be as queer, friendly and furry as possible. We welcome all kinds of computer fairies!