Where else better to get your education than Downtown Suburbia? All of that information that your mother didn't provide you with? It's here. Well, except for that "birds and the bees" talk. We won't be getting into that, if you don't mind. And even if you do. Just like those Siamese cats from Lady and the Tramp - they don't care if you please that they're Siamese or not. Right.. In any case, this is where all of that good ol' game information that you'll be wanting at some point is located, so read it. Unless you're psychic. But I don't believe that you're psychic. ~_^ So there.

The waters are probably pretty murky by now, what with all of the stuff all of you turtledoves have washed off into the bath, but hey, maybe someone'll come in here and clean it all out one day. Yeah, right. But yes, my wonderful friends, this is indeed that wonderful place where you go for all of that wonderful social interaction you're so wonderfuly fond of. Beware of the insane people lining the padded walls in strait jackets, they're just not safe to be around. And watch it or we'll put you in a strait jacket, too. Sanity is encouraged. We like sanity. Don't we?

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Don't you just hate those doors that say "Employees Only"? Well, this is that mysterious place where those wolves on the Council will sometimes disappear off to when decisions need to be made. No one really knows what they do in here when they're not making decisions, but we're hoping that it's all good, clean fun only. No dirty thoughts allowed. Well, okay.. no extremely, horribly, absolutely, totally, amazingly, disturbingly dirty thoughts allowed. That make it all better? Need a hanky or anything while we're at it? No? Good. We're going to go away now and talk about you behind your back. Hope you don't mind.

Set in the center of Terra Abaddon's foreboding landscape, the hinterlands are comprised mostly of a sparsely wooded forest. The trees' bark is blackened as if by a fire, and mist has a way of clinging low to the ground, perhaps chest-deep on a wolf. Jagged cliffs and sordid gullies have a way of cropping up out of nowhere, and when night falls, the moon's pale light has a way of turning the area into the perfect setting for the supernatural. Only the small streams cutting through the territory have a way of looking normal; their waters are clear and unpolluted, cold and sparkling. Caribou herds prowl the northern portion of the hinterlands, and all manner of catfish and bass in the streams, and salmon during the spawning season.

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At the foot of the treacherous mountain range that blocks the entrance to the subcontinent of Terra Abaddon lies a forbidding expanse of flatland that alternates between moist land and peat bogs. Brackish water shows it for the swamp it is, and conditions are humid and uncommonly hot. This is the area where the land of Terra Abaddon begins, where the taint in the land really starts. Unnatural fog lies close to the ground, easily disguising where land runs into thick water over black mud. Only the desperate would dare to attempt passage through this quagmire where disaster waits beneath the dark waters in the form of dangerous water snakes.

Opening up to the south of the hinterlands is this stretch of land where the trees thin out quite a lot and tall brush dominates the area a bit more. The land is very dry here, causing in some areas, the ground to be cracked, clearly parched and beaten beyond the breaking point. Fewer plants grow in that area of the badlands for that lack of water. However, a stream cuts through the eastern area of the badlands, culminating in a large, shallow pond area whose bottom sparkles in shades of white and pink as seashells dazzle the eyes. It is one of the most beautiful areas of Terra Abaddon.

In the frigid northeastern area of the Terra Abaddon subcontinent lies an area that, in wolven memory, has always been frozen. Permafrost lies under the ground all year-round, making the earth hard and unyeilding, while snow often coats the ground. Prone to spontaneous snowstorms that leave just as quickly as they come, the area can mean a wolf's death. However, its main attraction are the caverns located on the far northeastern cliffside. Hundreds of interlocking caves with icy walls glitter during the daylight and glow invitingly by moonlight. Bears have been known to hibernate in those caves, but they are easy enough to avoid. Their beautiful structures are like a siren's call to the curious who would enjoy exploring them all day long.

Somewhat set apart from the rest of Terra Abaddon is a small area known as Reaper's Garden. Shunned and avoided by almost all animals, the scraggly woods are dark and silent, although they seem to be even more haunted than the entire remaining portion of Terra Abaddon combined. Evil seems to pour out of the misty air. In the center of this area lies a huge pit that doesn't quite look natural. Dead, wilted roses line the outside rim of this pit. Zannas, those tarantulas whose poison is destined to kill, lurk here in greater abundance than anywhere else. Thought to be a place inhabited by the Reaper himself, this garden looks like nothing more than an abandoned graveyard.

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For all of those poor, poor ic posts that eventually either complete their purpose or just die off randomly, in the middle of a sentence, even. Come here to look through the gallery of dead in a place not quite as creepy as a graveyard or crypt. Digging up an old plot or seeing how someone plays are also activities that would occur here. You can read all about it, folks, right here in your handy old newspaper delivered right up to your door by your hard-working admins.

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This is where we take those elderly and decrepit ooc posts and toss them. They shouldn't rot too much in here. Maybe you'll pay them a call and visit them a bit. It would lift their spirits an awful lot. Just make sure to talk loudly enough that their hearing aids will pick up your voice and don't make any sudden moves because their hearts are rather fragile. We wouldn't want to spur them onto an early death, now would we? Anyway, if you want to have a looksie into the kinds of things that go on at the bath, this is the place for you.