Zzz Pipsi [upd] -

A sealed, pressurized crate, the yellow paint barely faded. The label read:

Pipsi waddled through the knee-deep water, dragging its broken wheel. It bumped the latch. The crate hissed open. Inside, nestled in foam, sat four perfect glass bottles. The liquid inside was a vibrant, unnatural purple, glowing faintly with residual pre-Fall preservatives. zzz pipsi

It bounced off a wall, spun through a pack of startled Ethereals, and crashed through the depot’s loading bay door, landing in a sparking heap at Kaelen’s feet. A sealed, pressurized crate, the yellow paint barely faded

His eyes shot wide. “That’s… that’s not just citrus. That’s the smell of a brand new trading card pack. How?” nestled in foam

“Pipsi…” it whispered to itself, awestruck.