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Supposedly, this is where the [[mailman]] works, but few mailmen bother to brave the cat-walks and banana peels guarding the way in. | Supposedly, this is where the [[mailman]] works, but few mailmen bother to brave the cat-walks and banana peels guarding the way in. | ||
===Undeliverable Mail Room=== | |||
The Routing Depot sends anything that doesn't have a destination label here, in this tiny room near the [[Owlery#Cogmap2|Owlery]]. Not much of use here besides a Disposal Pipe Dispenser and a box of crayons, but occasionally welded lockers and the unfortunate victims inside end up here. | |||
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Revision as of 01:06, 9 June 2017
| Routing Depot | |
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The dark heart of Belt Hell. | |
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Crates, Mailman, brave assistants. | |
Anything sent through the conveyor belt system eventually ends up here, is brutally bounced around for a bit, and is hopefully sent back out towards its intended destination. Klaus, the safety endorsing guardbuddy, lives here.
Supposedly, this is where the mailman works, but few mailmen bother to brave the cat-walks and banana peels guarding the way in.
Undeliverable Mail Room
The Routing Depot sends anything that doesn't have a destination label here, in this tiny room near the Owlery. Not much of use here besides a Disposal Pipe Dispenser and a box of crayons, but occasionally welded lockers and the unfortunate victims inside end up here.
| Routing Depot | |
| Location | |
|---|---|
|
The dark heart of Belt Hell. | |
|
Crates, brave assistants. | |
Anything sent through the conveyor belt system eventually ends up here, is brutally bounced around for a bit, and is hopefully sent back out towards its intended destination. Klaus, the safety endorsing guardbuddy, lives here.
Supposedly, this is where the mailman works, but few mailmen bother to brave the cat-walks and banana peels guarding the way in.
