Since I did not go to the con and therefore lack the 'nip for any observations, I decided to take an alternative route and ask the squirm if they had any encounters with similar substances.
I first went to Dagon, figuring he had the most knowledge about the world out of the squirm. He had the strangest expression on his colorful face by the time I had finished talking. I can hardly describe it in writing, due to the fact that it was a mixture of something akin to anger, dread, fear, and exhaustion. Plus he somehow conveyed all of that emotion with face that had no lips. Dagon then simply sighed (which sounded like someone blowing through strips of soggy tissue paper) a muttered something about "cultists" before turning away from me and curling up to nap.
I then moved on to Matthew, the sort of leader of the bunch. He just gave me a look of fear. His eyes seemed very distant, and it looked as if he was looking past me rather than at me. He looked a little pale as he, like Dagon, turned away from me and whispered something about catnip while shooting a quick look of fear towards Schnitzel. The cat looked back and you could almost see a little cartoon question mark appearing between his ears. Matthew has wiggled off to go huddle in Dagon's curled up form now. Something's got the little Gatherer spooked.
I asked Schnitzel about it and he just tilted his head and tried to shrug the best a wyrm could. He doesn't know about any substances or why Matthew was so scared. I decided to move on, leaving the smiling cat to continue his game of chasing dust bunnies around my room.
Autumn squawked something about "illegal substances being forbidden" and how "soldiers must always be on alert". (On a side note, she's getting better at actually talking rather than just screeching, but she still doesn't make much sense, in my opinion.) As I turned to move on to the rest of the squirm, I heard her mutter something about "trying old berries once, woke up with a headache, won't do it again nope nope nope". I'm kind of glad she didn't see me smile at that.
Locket and Kida, having been with me most of their lives, didn't have a clue about any substances. I thanked them anyways and left them to their nap.
Tomato Soup and Espresso weren't much help either. Tomato mentioned something about certain shaman wyrms using certain wild mushrooms to communicate with the spirits, but then added that the consumption of any unusual or partially inedible mushrooms was quickly made forbidden after one elder wyrm got into the mushroom stash one night and woke up anyone within a wide radius with his loud singing. Espresso suggested coffee, but couldn't think of much else.
So those are my findings. Not much help to the wyrm-nip scientific cause, but maybe I can get something out of Dagon at one point.
(These are hilarious! That fact aside, I do wish everyone luck with calming their wyrms down and repairing any damage that's done during this process.
As for GT's rogue nudi, I asked Dagon if he could do anything to help, but he simply replied, "It's a nudi. You can't do anything about nudis." Sorry GT! I wish you luck surviving your own nudi-pocalypse.
As for Kai's marines, Dagon said he could try and convince them to at least stop trying to flood everything, but then he started making these horrible, loud whale noises and I had to get him to stop before he woke up everyone in my house. Good luck Kai! Persevere!)
