A WHOLE NEEEEEW WOOOOOORLDDDDDDD

[fuckyousoleil]

[There is a scratching sound, soft, so soft that it might not even register at first, crackling just at the edges of your awareness. It's a little like the crack and pop of white noise, not insistent enough to be even that annoying for those who've been hearing it for a while. It fades easily into background noise. Only if you're actually

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[nocturnemission]

Oh, a mysterious door, huh?

... Cool! [Strolls on though...]

[anenduringoath]

[wait no hey!!]

Hey!

[RUNNING AFTER]

[nocturnemission]

[... and out the other side...]

What the... This isn't my dressing room!

[anenduringoath]

[coming to a stop]

... ummmm.

[nocturnemission]

Oh... Hey there, cutie! Got yourself a backstage pass?

[anenduringoath]

Uh, no--sorry, I just kind of. Ended up here? Wherever here is.

[nocturnemission]

Well, you should get back to the arena then, kid! This is a restricted area... I think. Man, what's with this venue. Barnyard access and no security? Sheesh!

[anenduringoath]

It looks kind of like a field, to me.

[nocturnemission]

I know, right? I wasn't told anything about an outdoor concert!

[anenduringoath]

That doesn't seem very fair!

... are you a singer or something?

[nocturnemission]

Singer, songwriter and sitarist. Shouldn't you at least know that much if you're at my show?

[anenduringoath]

But I wasn't at your show! I was visiting someone!

[nocturnemission]

Oh, a tagalong, huh? Well, don't worry. I'll make a fan out of you before the first song's even done!

[anenduringoath]

All right! Let's see what you've got!

[nocturnemission]

Oh, no. I don't do previews, missy. You'll have to wait for the concert.

[anenduringoath]

Aww, not even a little?