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[he_shrugged]

[crackle crackle have some annoying beep sounds. Even in a different dimension Atlas cannot get away from the shortwave radio.]Might have taken an age, but I think this 'other world' bit is startin' to sink in. 'My world,' 'yer world,' it's just part of the vocabulary. Here I was, thinkin'- no, hopin' there'd be a solution to leavin' this place

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voice; yeah with a lead-in like that you had to expect him to take an interest

[pullsheavendown]

There are a lot of worlds out there, even ones the people here haven't been to. All different kinds.

What do you think is changing?

voice; excellent, my roxas bait worked 8]

[he_shrugged]

[slightly amused.] You sound like a right expert.

[and a pause.] Hard to say, I think- well, meself. Something's off, ain't exactly right and ain't exactly wrong either. [have a wary laugh.] Sounds mad, I know.

voice; ...I see. He has been used again BAAAAAW.

[pullsheavendown]

I don't know about that. But I've been to some before.

[pause, pause.] No, it doesn't.

voice; At least he's... useful? :>

[he_shrugged]

That's more than I've seen. How'd ya manage that- visitin' other worlds?

[a slight pause.] Sounds like ya know the feelin' then. [he kind of hopes so, this is bugging him out a bit]

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[madeinoblivion]

Jam on eggs? What?

There's many other worlds out there. I know that because my friends have been to some of them. I- I've never really been outside of here and Castle Oblivion though, so I can't tell you too much outside of other people's memories.

What's not quite right?

Video

[he_shrugged]

[This is Atlas, not even knowing how the video function works, so you get some out of focus video. And grainy, like horror video game movie quality.

He is amused.] Jam on yer eggs- it means wantin' something yer not gonna get. Wishful thinking.

Other people's memories?

[and a sigh] Can't quite say, just feels like something's changin' ya know?

Video

[madeinoblivion]

Oh. Why would anybody want jam on their eggs? Jam on toast, maybe, but- nevermind.

Things in Castle Oblivion were...different like that. The floors, I mean.

It's summer now. (About time, too). But I don't know if I feel like too much has really changed.

Video

[he_shrugged]

[you get a laugh.] Don't hear a lot of sayin's, do ya lad?

This 'castle' showed the memories? Heard a lot of strange things but that's something else.

It's more- in meself, I guess. [have a humorless laugh.] Maybe this 'darkness; is finally gettin' to me.

[audio]

[taketheearsoff]

[He's watching you, Atlas. Or rather, listening in. He knooowws~ your frequency.]

So eager to return, are we?

[audio]

[he_shrugged]

[oh, Atlas's favorite person here :] Have a flat tone.]

Should be askin' you that Cohen, figured you'd be pinin' for Ryan about now.

[audio]

[soggybucket]

You - have - no idea. But, we kneeew it was coming. I have no doubt that even to the end, even with the moth fluttering at his doorstep, Ryan died on his own terms. Call it...intuition.

[audio]

[he_shrugged]

[Pause. Pause. Ryan what?

He heard people come from different times, so did that mean- then the moth did his job? A huge and elated grin that does not quite suit good old Atlas at all is on his face. Thank goodness this isn't video.

His tone through said grin is annoyed.] What are you blathering about Cohen, Ryan isn't- the bastard is alive and kickin'.

[action]

[unziphimdaddy]

[Cindy sits on the other side of the room, sprawled out on her tummy and swinging her legs in the air. She looks up from her dolls (a newly acquired teddy bear [Atlas you're the best!] and her original Mr. B dolly) and giggles, little fingers to her lips.]

Mr. Atlas? You look like a piece of sunshine falled on your head.

[action]

[he_shrugged]

[Yes, yes, he is the best. And right now he's grinning ear to ear in genuine elation. The con worked, he won and that right idiot Ryan was sleeping with the fish.

He turns to Cindy, toning the smile down just a touch and laughing good naturedly at her comment, creepy little thing that she was.]

It sure did sweet heart, it sure did. You wouldn't know the name 'Andrew Ryan,' would ya?

[action]

[unziphimdaddy]

[She pushes herself to a sitting position and makes a little face at him. Teddy bear and Mr. B pulled close to her.]

Who's that-...OH! Is that Mr. Angry? I like the ride.

[Her smile grows even wider on seeing his (as fake as it is you bastard~). Mr. Atlas had been very nice to her after he had picked her up. Gave her clothes, gave her dollies, gave her food. He even gave her a bath. And ice cream! He got her lots of that and that made Cindy so very happy.]

[action]

[he_shrugged]

[Atlas laughed, boy was it hard not to nearly cackle.] That's the one darlin', Mr. Angry.

[Mr. Dead. Life was good, even that little monster was a bit less repuslive.] This calls for a wee bit of a celebration. How 'bout we go get some icecream, what'd ya say lass?

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

These worlds are too varied. I've been able to detect no true pattern among them.

[voice]

[he_shrugged]

So I've heard, a bastard of a mixing pot. What about yers, what's it like?

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

Difficult to say. Much more lawful than this place.

[voice]

[he_shrugged]

[with a touch of humor] Guessin' it doesn't have the problem of multi-dimensional proportions.