Entrance

[grapesarefun]

The whirlwind appears with a tinkling music of some sort.

When the whirlwind disappears, there is an obvious cartoon Elf (dressed very skimpily) standing in the middle of the room, arms folded and his head cocked to the side.

"This isn't level 69," he says. "Well... shiiit."

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[no_comb_shep]

"There's a first floor and a second floor, if that counts," Sheppard offers, looking up form his beer. "Nice...torando trick," he says after a moment, not really sure what else to call it.

[OOC: Yay, Drawn Together!]

[grapesarefun]

He thinks for a second.

"No, that isn't my best move. That just gets me through the levels. I found this flute, and when I play it, it warps me to other levels. I was in level 24, and the flute was supposed to get me to level 69, but it brought me here."

Xandir looks at this man appraisingly.

"Which isn't so bad."

[no_comb_shep]

Sheppard raises an eyebrow a bit at the look, then turns his attention towards the door, gesturing to it. "Most people come through there. One of my friends came in by exploding outside, but that's one of those special cases."

Frowning a bit, he looks back to Xandir. "What do you mean by levels, anyway?" It sounds video game-ish, but one never knows what other universes might be like.

[grapesarefun]

"Levels in the game. It's named after me, you know. I have to get through all the levels so I can save my boyfriend!"

At this, he produces his sword and takes hero pose.

[no_comb_shep]

"...You're from a video game universe? Huh." For the moment, Sheppard holds off on asking how the whole extra lives and restarting levels thing works.

The pose makes him stare for a moment, before he finally golfclaps. It doesn't seem quite right to just sit there.

[grapesarefun]

His sword is put away and he smiles sweetly at Sheppard.

"Why thank you! Aren't you a peach?"

Most people would have stood there.

[no_comb_shep]

Sheppard's judgement hasn't been known to be all that great lately.

He blinks, rubs his forehead as he shakes his head, then takes a long drink of his beer. It looks like it's going to be another strange night.

On the plus side, Xandir is unlikely to try to blow him up or drian the life out of him, which is a nice change of pace.

[grapesarefun]

Actually, blowing and draining are high on Xandir's agenda.

Just ... not in a destructive kind of way.

"You wouldn't have happened to have seen an arch-supervillian in a flaming chariot dragging a lavendar genie behind him?"

[no_comb_shep]

It's a good thing the mun was finished with her soda, or else it'd be all over the keyboard from laughing.

Sheppard looks up, shaking his head. "I've seen a lot of weird crap lately, but no flaming chariots or genies." This, he figures, is probably something to be grateful for. He already has enough people who want to kill him and like melodramatic speeches to deal with.

[grapesarefun]

He puts a hand on his lip, a finger to his lip.

"Well fuck me sideways."

[no_comb_shep]

Sheppard takes another long drink. "Somebody might've seen them out back," he finally offers. "I think a chariot might be kinda hard to fit through the door."

[grapesarefun]

Xandir brightens at the thought. "Well, I'll go check out that way, then! Thanks, cutie!"

He leans over and kisses Sheppard on the cheek, then skips merrily toward the back door.

[no_comb_shep]

Sheppard just stares at the beer for a few moments before mumbling, "Should've stayed in Antarctica," and downing more of the beer.

It hasn't been a good week for him, and the strangeness quotient has just been upped.