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[So there's a caveman out in front of the building for new arrivals. Despite everything utterly unnatural about being plucked out of your own universe, Pogo doesn't seem all too worried- this isn't the first time something like this has happened to him. All he has to do is find his friends and fight off monsters, and go beat up another demon king,

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[xinshanquangal]

Boy, what a FANTASTIC COINCIDENCE that the first person to see -- okay, actually HEAR Pogo -- would be a familiar face.

...no way. No way. Is that...

She moves closer, squinting. She'd recognize that pungent little mass of green hair and clubbing power anywhere.

Holy shit. HOLY SHIT. Pogo? Is that you, ya little power-clubber?

[xinshanquangal]

...oh man. Remind me t' teach you about property laws in modern times after lunch.

[l_l_loooooooove]

[Pogo's already swallowed his share of the food.] Prho-porrhtee... lloh?

Nomnom?

[xinshanquangal]

Let's just say th' cops don't take none too kindly to folks clubbin' the shit out of food stands. But we'll discuss it more later.

She eats the hot dog. Eh. At least he only hurt the CART to get food.

[l_l_loooooooove]

[Pogo nods yet again.] ... ! Li! Li! Rrngah gruuu...

[Falling back into the sign language he'd used to communicate (to some extent) with the rest of the group, Pogo points to the ground before pointing at the sun in the sky, tracing a path back down to the horizon.]

[How long HAS she been here?]

[xinshanquangal]

Hmm... I dunno. A month? Two months? Been here since th' whole shebang started, anyway.

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Ouu!? [Wow. ... that kind of sucks. Even without Odio around, he can't forget that they've kind of been, you know, kidnapped.]

Nnnnggruuuu... [He swings his bone axe a few times.] Bokoboko!

[xinshanquangal]

It ain't so bad as th' last time. I've met a lotta people here, and while these guys are a little cracked out, they ain't nearly as bad as Odio was.

Though some 'a them fans...

[l_l_loooooooove]

Uuu? [Isn't a kidnapping a kidnapping?]

... hrnn. [Pogo nods, albeit reluctantly- still, he's going to trust in Li's judgment. There IS a reason why their group let her do most of the talking last time.] 'Fa-an'... bokoboko?

[xinshanquangal]

Well, fer once, it's fer a good reason. Uh, how do I explain it to a guy who's never seen somethin' fake before...

She looks around.

Okay, ya see that wheel, over there? It's a real thing, right?

She walks over, and knocks on it a couple times to indicate.

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[Pogo circles the wheel, poking it curiously. Then he looks back at Li, waiting for her to continue.] Uuu?

[xinshanquangal]

Now in our time, we got this stuff, we call "money." And you give money to people to make sure things are nice and shiny and real, right?

She mimes the action of giving money over and getting the wheel.

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[Pogo perks up. Hey, he recognized some of that!] Shaye-nee! Rreel!

[He rummages in the folds of his clothes and pulls out an ancient cola bottle.] Shaye-nee? Muh-nee?

[xinshanquangal]

Er, shiny, but not money. But you'd probably need money t' get one.

Anyway. So say we suddenly didn't have th' money to keep things real. So suddenly, this nice wheel here...

She kicks it a bit.

Becomes, well...

She looks around, finds a bottle of mustard, and draws a picture of a wheel on the ground.

A picture. "Fake."

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[Pogo stares at the mustard-wheel for a second before kneeling down next to it. He wipes a bit of it off the ground, tastes it- and recoils.]

Fhay-keh...!? [Pogo whips around as he points at the wheel, the pavement, Li, the cars passing by, the pedestrians, the sky.] Fhay-keh ugraaaaah nomnom!? [He looks UTTERLY HORRIFIED by the idea that without money, everything might turn into mustard pictures.]

[xinshanquangal]

Uh, well, they wouldn't be made outta mustard, but basically nothin' much would be real anymore 'cept maybe th' people.

I need t' teach this guy a bigger vocabulary sometime.

Remind me t' show you my punchin' boulder th' next time we're behind. Not that I'm gonna let us BE behind again.