You try to call Wax to ask about the clowns. He picks up, surprisingly.
VOIDSY: Wax! We have a question.
WAX: is it about the upcoming date?
VOIDSY: Well, no…we just wanted to know what happens to the non-TCP creatures when the game’s over.
WAX: oh?
VOIDSY: We’re going to make clowns.
WAX:
VOIDSY: Wizard clowns!
WAX:
WAX: I’m not supposed to give any sort of advice, here, but.
WAX: that…sounds like a terrible idea, to be frank.
VOIDSY: Oh no, not Morbit wizards. Or clowns.
VOIDSY: We promise, the kinds we have on our planet are pretty much harmless jokesters.
WAX: well…alright. the non-TCP creatures can be chosen to come with any winning team, or be sent to paradise at the end of the game- though if the creator of the creatures is a winner, they get first dibs.
WAX: I hope that soothes your potential…clown-related…worries.
WAX: and I look forward to seeing how this date shakes out.
He laughs, albeit a bit bittersweetly.
WAX: it’s been a long time since i’ve seen one of these.
WAX: good luck.
He hangs up, leaving you to your own devices.