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Melvin is staring at his own hand. Very intently. More significantly, he's staring at the patch of bare counter right behind it. THROUGH the hand itself.
"Uncle Borgel?"
"Yetz?" Borgel replies through a mouthful of hot dog.
"Remember when you and I first left home?"
"Of course I do, sonny! I may be old, but I haven't gotten soft in the head just yet!"
"Well, remember how I could see through my own hand, and you said that was because we were traveling on the Interstate through time, space, and the other?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"Well, I can see through my hand right NOW. As a matter of fact, I can see through pretty much everything. Including your head. And my root beer float. And the person sitting next to me."
"Well, that makes sense," says Borgel. "The whole of time, space, and the other is leaking out into the bar through that crack in the wall. And there's that whole "universe is ending all around us" problem to contend with. So it's only natural that we show signs of being less than fully corporeal. Given enough time, we may cease to exist entirely."
Melvin swallows deeply. He looks as though he's about to cry. "I want to go home, Uncle Borgel."
"We can't."
"I know, the door is gone. You told me. It's just...I'm scared. I...don't want to die."
"I'm scared too, sonny. But there's no sense worrying about it. Everything will work out in the end. Or it won't, and we'll all die horribly. Either way, there's nothing we can do about it. Honestly, you should be used to this sort of thing by now."
"The day I do get used to regular existential peril, will I finally be as crazy as you?"
"Probably not."
And with that, Borgel proceeds to peer through his hot dog like a telescope.
OOC: As of now, the Bar has a translucency issue. Everyone whom this affects is still as tangible as they otherwise would be. It's a sporadic, intermittent effect that is in any event most noticeable to those who have traveled on the Interstate before and therefore have a point of comparison (that is, the Interstate in Borgel's canon - not the one that American muns take to get to work in the morning). If your timing is off, you're near the bathroom, or your character isn't especially attuned to time, space, an the other, you may not notice it. Then again, you might. As a result, your pup needn't comment on it should you choose not to have it affect them. I personally think it's kinda cool, though.
In short, YOU MAY OPT TO IGNORE THIS IF YOU LIKE PLEASE DO NOT SMITE ME ALMIGHTY MODS.
Melvin is staring at his own hand. Very intently. More significantly, he's staring at the patch of bare counter right behind it. THROUGH the hand itself.
"Uncle Borgel?"
"Yetz?" Borgel replies through a mouthful of hot dog.
"Remember when you and I first left home?"
"Of course I do, sonny! I may be old, but I haven't gotten soft in the head just yet!"
"Well, remember how I could see through my own hand, and you said that was because we were traveling on the Interstate through time, space, and the other?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"Well, I can see through my hand right NOW. As a matter of fact, I can see through pretty much everything. Including your head. And my root beer float. And the person sitting next to me."
"Well, that makes sense," says Borgel. "The whole of time, space, and the other is leaking out into the bar through that crack in the wall. And there's that whole "universe is ending all around us" problem to contend with. So it's only natural that we show signs of being less than fully corporeal. Given enough time, we may cease to exist entirely."
Melvin swallows deeply. He looks as though he's about to cry. "I want to go home, Uncle Borgel."
"We can't."
"I know, the door is gone. You told me. It's just...I'm scared. I...don't want to die."
"I'm scared too, sonny. But there's no sense worrying about it. Everything will work out in the end. Or it won't, and we'll all die horribly. Either way, there's nothing we can do about it. Honestly, you should be used to this sort of thing by now."
"The day I do get used to regular existential peril, will I finally be as crazy as you?"
"Probably not."
And with that, Borgel proceeds to peer through his hot dog like a telescope.
OOC: As of now, the Bar has a translucency issue. Everyone whom this affects is still as tangible as they otherwise would be. It's a sporadic, intermittent effect that is in any event most noticeable to those who have traveled on the Interstate before and therefore have a point of comparison (that is, the Interstate in Borgel's canon - not the one that American muns take to get to work in the morning). If your timing is off, you're near the bathroom, or your character isn't especially attuned to time, space, an the other, you may not notice it. Then again, you might. As a result, your pup needn't comment on it should you choose not to have it affect them. I personally think it's kinda cool, though.
In short, YOU MAY OPT TO IGNORE THIS IF YOU LIKE PLEASE DO NOT SMITE ME ALMIGHTY MODS.