Of course, he could have stayed in his own world for one of those (and he was sure his Tia Martina made the best margaritas in the known or unknown multiverse), but he really hadn't been in often enough and he was hoping to see some people. Some Agnes-shaped people. Or heck, Harry. Anyone. He'd been far too busy lately and he needed to talk. ( Read more... )

[ OOM: On the news]

Agnes is out back this evening, having a casual stroll by the lake. Just a stroll -- not a run, jog, or even a brisk walk. She gets the exercise she needs, but is much better about not pushing herself. It's just that there's nothing but craggy rock and dank forests around Lancre, so it's always nice to be able to spend some time in a place that ( Read more... )

The situation in Brooklyn is about what you'd expect when sixty-five trainee Ghostbusters have just had a day's worth of dealing with both Long Island spooks and a seaside diplomatic visit. Tomorrow there'll be sixty left, Ray's just sure of it ( Read more... )

[ OOM: In the papers...]Sometimes, though, it's just a morning ( Read more... )

[OOM: In the world of Air Treck, a frightened swallow takes a dive, sending her beloved crow into a spiral of angst and anger, and forcing declarations from those around him. One such pledge is that of a pink-haired Tuner, who finally finds the strength to reach for her sky.]"Ah -! Hako, waaaait, I need to grab my st -" The sentence cuts off ( Read more... )

{OOM: In which the meaning of life, cookies, and the eternal question of ninjas vs. pirates is discussed.)

When Luke steps through over the threshold to Milliways, he experiences displacement.

Total. Body. Displacement.

Somewhere, across the bar, a strange and unsual creature lets out a HOOOOOONK of surprise and attempts to stand on its hind ( Read more... )

When Lissar entered the bar she was in jeans and a T-shirt. Now she's in a white dress, but as it doesn't require corsets or hoops she's just going to put up with it. That doesn't make her thrilled, however. Just willing to wait it out.

When Will wakes up he quickly checks himself and everything seems fine so he walks downstairs and stops, his clothes are gone.

And then he looks in the mirror and curses rather loudly,

"I'm na Tom!"

...and yet, the one who walks in really really doesn't look like him.

Yeah, uh. Excuse the very angry high speed cursing at the two inch level. He's going to be at it for a while.