1 Bell Rings

[worlds_summoner]

Well, that's just great.  I'm wandering around the worlds, and somehow get to this bizarre city that's only visible because of some so called "Spark".  Now I don't know how to leave.  Or who anyone is.

And... just checking but... does anyone else see that crazy building made out of food over there?  Because I'd really like to know if I'm going

Comments

[misterunionjack]

You mean the one over there built by an over-sized schoolboy? A rather realistic-looking prop, I agree.

[worlds_summoner]

But it's three dimensional... and it looks like people are going in and out of it...

[misterunionjack]

Flat props! You must come from Hollywood. [There's no way a British production team would paint some cardboard and pass it off for the real thing, nope.] Well, no matter. It may not even be a prop.

[worlds_summoner]

Holly-wood? Why would I come from a tree?

[misterunionjack]

Good question. I should remember that one for later. [He looks at the cafe again.] It really is awfully realistic. Looks almost edible.

[worlds_summoner]

[Looks at the cafe too] It's probably growing mold and things. Maybe it's just really good sculpting?

[misterunionjack]

Mold decor -- that would be a hit with the patrons. Your idea seems more workable, however, there's-- Don't you think it's a bit disappointing?

[worlds_summoner]

How would that be a hit?! It's disgusting! Why would that be disappointing to not have around?!

[misterunionjack]

Cripes, woman. It was a joke. I was clearly being sarcastic; anyone with an ounce of common sense wouldn't want mold decor -- as you've demonstrated, thank you.

[worlds_summoner]

Oh shut up. Besides, how do we know the people here have common sense? It's a completely different world from the ones I'm used to.

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[misterunionjack]

How impolite! We were having a conversation and now you tell me to...

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[misterunionjack]

You're from another world! A world that's different from this world, and different from my world, presumably? Blimey, are you the telling the truth?

[worlds_summoner]

[Eyes the stranger warily. What's so great about world hopping? It certainly wasn't something she enjoyed thanks to certain... events.]

Hardly a conversation. More like bickering. And yeah, I'm from a different world. It was called Aselia. So what?

[misterunionjack]

Conversations in Aselia must be dull if you call this bickering. You should come to the pubs back home. [Even saying so, said stranger has some difficulty restraining his interest, and his attempts to are transparent. He clears his throat.] What's life like in Aselia?

[worlds_summoner]

Eh. Most of the time we were running around killing things, stopping people from taking over the world, or trying to prevent Raine from cooking. We didn't really have much time for small chat.

[Pauses]

... It was difficult at times. There were a lot of political and social struggles, but we did our best. [Changing the topic now...]

What's it like being a human incarnation of a country?

[misterunionjack]

[HOW DID YOU GUESS.]

P-Pardon me?