RP with pandoras_closet

[thingsexplode]

Ori helped Caretaker through the portal that opened onto the fifth floor of her apartment building, and down to Apartment 503. She fumbled with her keys, managing to get the door open one-handed and haul her friend inside.

"So, any more details on what happened or do you just want to crash?"

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[pandoras_closet]

Crash, please, thanks.

[pandoras_closet]

A few million universes got wi[ped out when both Chaos Engines went critical, and the Sesame Street Universe is now populated entirely by gigantic antromorphic Wombats.

[thingsexplode]

Damn, how many universes are there? Although I can't object to wombafied Sesame street.

[pandoras_closet]

An infinite number, technically. But if we go baseline, the number is somewhere in the zillions.

Most of them don't even need watching and just plod along so that cuts the numbers down quite a bit.

[thingsexplode]

Still, that's a lot for one person.

[pandoras_closet]

I know. I figure if I focus on the hot spots and watch for new ones, I should be able to handle it. Weirdly enough, fanfiction.net is going to be my biggest help in this.

[thingsexplode]

I'd offer to help, but I doubt I'm qualified. Like, at all.

[pandoras_closet]

*Smiles* Its okay, I'm not even sure I want to start the Caretakers back up again anyways. *Studies her neck and thinks about kissing it* Even if I did, its too soon.

[thingsexplode]

That makes sense. But if there's anything else I can do to help... tell me, okay? I wasn't happy when you disappeared on me.

[pandoras_closet]

*Looks guilty* Sorry, I just didn't want you getting hurt. I . . . that is, you're a friend and I didn't want you getting into something like this where . . . you could . . . *sighs* You know . . . stuff.

[thingsexplode]

Well, to put things in perspective, I've already died once and I doubt any death they could come up with would be worse than that one.

Plus, it's not like being hurt is a real big issue for me.

[pandoras_closet]

*Looks at her and then laughs* Being torn apart atom by atom while your own qauntum state fights to stay cohesive and you can't pass out from the pain because there's not enough nerve pathways left for the brain to issue the pass out command.

Time slows down to the point where a second lasts along as a millenia and its all pain. You can't sleep. It doesn't let up, it doesn't stop. Nothing but pain. Even a masochist couldn't take it.

[thingsexplode]

*her voice goes flat* Yeah, that was pretty much it. Good guess.

[pandoras_closet]

*A sideways glance* I feel I've accidentally struck a nerve

[thingsexplode]

*shakes her head* Nah, I'm fine.

[pandoras_closet]

*Isn't buying it* You sure?