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[measureslunacy]

[hey have a 'casual' (read: not wearing a suit or lab coat) Jeremiah Arkham, since he decided to take the advice of some staff and take a day off and go into the city. The only problem is he was just in a shop and now...]

This is why I don't take time off. Things like this are bound to happen.

[looks around analytically, measuring the place up]

Comments

[lamb_of_gold]

I'm sorry to ruin your speculations, but this isn't a hallucination.

[measureslunacy]

No? What would you say this is, if not a hallucination?

[lamb_of_gold]

Quite real, of course.

[measureslunacy]

Of course. If this is real, and not an illusion as reason dictates, what precisely is this place?

[measureslunacy]

[you bastard]

A good place? Have you inhaled your own fear toxins again? The effects of this will wear off soon enough, as they always do, Jonathan.

[measureslunacy]

[and damn, he doesn't use them anymore, does he? So how do you....]

How can this be real? Reason dictates this is utterly impossible.

[scrutinizes his surroundings then to Crane]

You can't expect me to stand back idly while you experiment on innocent people. [frick doctor-patient confidentiality.....dammit] What precisely are you meaning to do here?

[grasswavemaster]

Mm, not a hallucination.

[measureslunacy]

What do you call this, if not a hallucination?

[grasswavemaster]

Another type of reality.

[measureslunacy]

Have you found there to be many types, in your experience?

[madamemoiselle]

{Not taking time off, kind of crazy...HMMM}

Ah, you sound like someone I know. Ne, but hopefully it isn't scary. I've never thought of the Plane as scary.

[measureslunacy]

[and just as he ninja'd in Sam is gone when I return. Still....that is sort of familiar, isn't it Diva?]

Do I? [smiles] I hope I can take that as a compliment.

Fear is extremely relative, a product of environment and history, amongst other factors. What is terrifying to you might be meaningless to me, or vice versa. I must ask though, what is the Plane?

[madamemoiselle]

{all too familiar}

Oh, it's certainly a compliment.

{Diva just smiles at the monologue on fear} That's this place. It's where a lot of realities come together in one place, and you'll find that the people here are from all kinds of worlds. And that they're all kinds of things themselves.

[measureslunacy]

If it is a compliment, then I will just leave it at that.

All kinds of things themselves? What exactly is meant by things?

[di_persona]

An asylum's keeper? The assortment of people here grows stranger every day.

[measureslunacy]

I'm no stranger to the strange, admittedly. Regardless of that, I didn't know that an asylum keeper was something deemed as odd.

[di_persona]

Where I come from, asylums themselves are a rare and odd thing. There is, perhaps, one in the entire country.

[measureslunacy]

That may indeed be a wonderful thing or a tragedy. I hope for the former, and that your country is mentally stable and well, but I fear for the latter, a nation whose madmen are left untreated and uncared for.