The machine, of course, ignored her — just as it always has. Time hasn’t been kind to its contents. Most of the clothes inside are worn, dated, and — in Snorella’s words — “a fashion crime even gravity can’t forgive.”

But today, something changed.

The solar flare surged. The Vending Machine blinked. A new prize dropped.

Not much has been added yet — but it was enough. Enough to get her attention. Enough to remind us that some features aren’t forgotten — just sleeping.

Every use of the Vending Machine during the Solar Flare may help you discover a planet, as long as you’ve launched gumballs into orbit.