Department of Postal Services' building

The Crew of the Copper-Colored Cupids' Department of Postal Services was based in the Department of Postal Services' building, (PROSE: The Cupid Suggestion Box, The Ghosts and the Machine) usually referred to as simply the Cupid Post Office, which was also a name for the organisation. (PROSE: Acquaintanceship-982 and the Missing Mail Mystery)

History

Until April 29th, 2019, (PROSE: The Faction of the Fooling Fish) the building's west wing was solely used to house Prefect Philatel-426's stamp collection. After that date, however, the Blue Feather blackmailed him into letting it double as their organisation's new headquarters. (PROSE: Acquaintanceship-982 and the Missing Mail Mystery)

During the Cupid Suggestion Box's short period of activity, Foreman-964 suggested once again that the west wing be razed to make room for a warehouse, but was denied. (PROSE: The Cupid Suggestion Box)

By the time of the rabbit invasion, the Cupid Post Office was described as “dusty and crumbling”, a state of affairs which did not seem to bother Lord Thymon. (PROSE: Magic Trick)

On Halloween 2019, Philatel decorated the walls of the Post Office with paper cutouts of bats, which Thymon helped stick to the walls using “unknowable eldritch powers, and also tape”. Later, after being briefly sent to the Spirit Realm, Foreman-964 projected his “ghost” into the Post Office and tore up the mail, though Philatel, who'd also been sent to the Spirit Realm, was, at the same time, tearing up warehouse blueprints in Foreman's Department of Construction's headquarters. (PROSE: The Ghosts and the Machine)

Shortly thereafter, looking for a quiet place to take a nap — which, at the moment, his house definitely wasn't due to Larrikin-1029 — Marksmanship-522 tried to take a nap inside a mailbag in the Mail Pickup Wing of the Post Office. However, he was found by Lord Thymon and ended up going off to find some other place. (PROSE: Peace and Quiet)

In the 2019 Christmas season, an irate Philatel had to record a public-service announcement to quell the influx of letters addressed to Santa Claus, which the Depatment was in no position to deliver and which had piled high even after they were given a specific sorting crate. (COMIC: A Message from Philatel) Meanwhile, Thymon briefly locked himself in the building out of fear when he saw that Lord Nachtos had materialised in the Homeworld. (PROSE: The Copper-Colored Cupids go Caroling)