Pink Pony Club
Room two is a dancefloor. Every song we have ever hung on a page lives in here, in one jukebox, with the credits attached to it rather than buried in a footer.
HOW LOUD DO YOU WANT IT?
Starts wherever your device says. Nothing moves, flashes, or plays until you say so.
THE JUKEBOX
Ten tracks, lifted from We’re A Double Rainbow All the Way — the artists that page already credits.
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AURORA
Queer and neurodivergent liberation, in a major key
on YouTube, via Paste Magazine
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Screaming Females
For when the room needs a guitar, not a footnote
on YouTube, via Don Giovanni
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Ex Hex
It is a double rainbow all the way
on YouTube, via Merge Records
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The Spook School
Trans joy, jangle, and a chorus you can shout
on YouTube, via Nate Stephens
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stories
The one that is about being seen as you are
on YouTube, via stories
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Garfunkel & Oates
The ribald songing the tagline promised
on YouTube, via Garfunkel And Oates
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The Linda Lindas
Kids with instruments, which is the whole point
on YouTube, via KEXP
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Bad Cop / Bad Cop
For the days it takes something to get out of bed
on YouTube, via Bad Cop / Bad Cop
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Steven Universe
Fusion as a theory of interdependence
on YouTube, via Cartoon Network
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Kae Tempest
I stand on a line that goes back to the dawn of my kind
on YouTube, via Kae Tempest
THE DECKS
Whole playlists we keep on our own channel. The jukebox is for picking one thing; these are for putting on and leaving.
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Neuroqueer Is a Noun and a Verb
Neuroqueer is Nick Walker's word and our glossary carries it. This is the long version of what the ten cards above are getting at.
Our own playlist, on YouTube. No runtime on a playlist: it is a list we keep adding to, so a total here would be wrong the next time it changed. Open it there →
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Queercore
The scene the room next door is named out of.
Our own playlist, on YouTube. No runtime on a playlist: it is a list we keep adding to, so a total here would be wrong the next time it changed. Open it there →
Pink Pony Club is the vibe, not the lyrics. We name the artist, link the song, and let them keep their own words. Nothing here is hosted by us and nothing here is ours.
THERE IS A DOOR AT THE BACK OF THIS ROOM
It opens onto The Chappell — a rhinestone Vatican holding thirteen Chappell Roan videos, under the heading Unabashed Pleasure and Righteous Inclusion. It looks nothing like this room, and that is not an accident. Every button in there that plays one thing says how long it runs before you press it — and the one at the east end, which plays the whole playlist, says instead that it runs until you stop it.
Full credits for every track →
Job marker — a single sequin off somebody's outfit
You have found a job marker. The Adventurer’s Guild is a shopfront on the street, and it posts jobs that send you round these rooms. Take the code below to its board and that job is done. Nothing here is scored, nothing expires, and one is a perfectly good number of jobs to do.
The job: Whose records are on that dancefloor
Before the code: The room says it out loud near the jukebox: how much of the music in here is hosted by us? One word.
Hint 1
It is in the room's own copy, not in the track list.
Hint 2
The sentence is about who the music belongs to as well as where it lives.
Last hint
The room says nothing here is hosted by us and nothing here is ours.
Give me the answer
The answer is Nothing. Every player in that room is a press-to-play facade. Nothing is fetched from YouTube until you press, nothing is copied onto this site, and the room says so rather than leaving you to assume it.
Taking the answer is a real way through this, not a lesser one. Nothing is watching and nothing is written down.
Quest code: SEQUIN
That is the one.
Every player in that room is a press-to-play facade. Nothing is fetched from YouTube until you press, nothing is copied onto this site, and the room says so rather than leaving you to assume it.
Quest code: SEQUIN