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Okay, hear us out here. This isn't what it looks like.
I can already hear the cries of "OH FUCK IT'S ANOTHER BLOOD COUNTER" But hear me out, people. I have a good explanation to allay your fears.
Seven months ago, we were given the lease of an old arcade for free. No strings attached, the suspiciously Mexican gentleman told us. He also said something about Adobe and diving on grass with a controller, but by then we were too busy counting the pesos to care.
We do however have to pay back the venture capital injection so graciously loaned to us by the Merchant's Guild and the Red Sun Central Bank by March 17, 2024, 11:59 p.m. So maybe step in, enjoy pretending things aren't on fire for a while. It'll do your mind some good. It'll be like touching grass, but virtual.
...and there goes the crowd. Oh well. I guess you could say they've entered the Warp Zone.
Let's be honest here. You're playing a hat simulator, so your friends are either invading spirits preaching about reformed Orthodox Rabbis or soulless automatons. This is where you can send out a call for help, more commonly known as entering the matchmaker queue to find someone who won't attempt to votekick you on sight.
Once you've found your fellow invading spirits (or alternatively, the paper cutouts and/or large rats) for the next three maps, you'll all be able to vote on your team's name. Pick wisely, for there is nothing more permanent than a temporary name. Especially when that temporary name is Geoff. Fuck that guy.
But... you can only do that if you grab a Coin on a String. The Merchant's Guild, as a condition of their bankrolling, have forced us to keep the poors and newbies out while having us shill for top-down RPGs, all while attempting to recreate child slavery. And to us, that's a deal worth making.
Shortly after we got the deed to this place, we found a bunch of surplus stock in the old storeroom. Sure, it'll probably give you some exotic disease. But hey, the stuff we found back there looks halfway decent. Maybe you'll agree with us for once that a bit of severe illness is worth looking better than your peers.
Unfortunately though, these are all stored in the boxes for the old arcade cabinets (hence cabinet crates, heh.) There's quite a lot of Strange and Unusual items in here, though. What would happen if we combined them...?
But enough of the obvious bait. You wouldn't take it, or you wouldn't have read this far.
There's 7 new strange types and 12 new unusual effects in these crates, but that's according to this faded stock manifest we found next to all these crates. And it's not even in Spanish. It's in Brazilian Portuguese, and I don't know about you, but I don't want to go to Brazil.
(And for those of you already hoarding a mountain of crates, your older crates have been updated with these new possibilities as well. Everyone gets a slice of the plague!)
It wouldn't be a real arcade without overpriced trinkets. Don't mind the dust, that's just asbestos and loose polonium dust.
For each mission accomplished, every member of your squad will be rewarded with a Prize Ticket. These can be redeemed for highly exclusive items that really can't be found anywhere else, and certainly not made with any lifespan-shortening materials.