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[disamtyler]

[dictated - he knows the book is there, that it writes down your words, and that it speaks every now-and-then ]

Oh look, a book that speaks, isn't THAT original. Sam Tyler is hearing voices from a book! That's bloody genius!

Look, guys, you messed up again, I'd like to go back to 1973 now, if I may?

[a short pause]I don't appreciate being

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[walkingthedust]

[dictated, sounding a little wry] I think you might be waiting for awhile.

[disamtyler]

[dictated]

Oh, a sarcastic book. Brilliant!

[walkingthedust]

Oi, I'm not a bloody book, I'll have you know.

[disamtyler]

[rushes to the book, flips through the pages a bit]

Wait, so you can hear me? You can hear me!?

What the bloody hell is going on..!?

[politesarcasm]

I take it you've just arrived. Well then, welcome to Paradisa.

[disamtyler]

[dictated, starts with a small laugh]

Right, Paradisa, now I'm convinced I'm mad.

[politesarcasm]

Well on the bright side, you're not mad. On the not so bright side you're stuck here. Here being an alternate universe with a conciousness.

[disamtyler]

Good to know I'm some-what sane, though I'm not one to believe I can't get home somehow...

[matsuri_of_suna]

Oh... you must be new...

[disamtyler]

You are joking, right?

This is like a serious case of déjà vu...

[matsuri_of_suna]

No... you're in Paradisa, sir.

[disamtyler]

Yeah, been briefed about "Paradisa" already...

[draws a line to Donna's Comment]

[ooc: he doesn't mean to be a bastard, he just finds all this hard to believe ;_;]

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[not_from_mars]

[not_from_mars]

[dictated forever]

Definitely not him...

Well, this is bizarre. Um. Welcome to Paradisa.

[disamtyler]

Bizarre?

And, thanks, I think.

[not_from_mars]

Well, you sound just like someone I know. Sort of. Bit more Manchester to you, but it's still there. [thoughtful pause, but right back into it --]

Sorry, what's your name?

[disamtyler]

As if this place couldn't get anymore weird, if any of this is real...

Um, name's Sam Tyler.