Knowhere IC

Goin to be out of contact for a bit. I know you just got here, but settle in all that stuff and I'll be back before you know it.

[ooc: pretend this happened before the failed adventure]

I've been looking at the magical means for these disappearances because Castiel says he can still sense the missing people somewhere, but he can't determine how near or far. I know that there's a dimension that borders our own; we call it the Nevernever, which in supernatural circles, is best described as the spirit world. The cat I sent out with Bob found several places that touch on this world enough for people to be able to go through it to that side of things.

I'm going to open a Way into the Nevernever and see if our people are on that side of it, and if not, I'm going to politely ask whatever is on that side if they've seen traces or heard anything worth hearing about.

The Nevernever is the place of Faerie, of Heaven and Hell, Elysium and Tartarus and Valhalla and every other place you can think of from Gehena to Olypmus. It's scary as shit and there's no telling what the hell is on the other side of a Way.

So if you want to come, okay.

But I will say this: smaller parties attract less attention and will let us move faster. Speed and less attention are our best allies. We're not going in twenty deep.

Your technology won't work on the other side, so don't bother saddling up with communication devices or freaking blasters and fancy guns. The older your weapons, the less likely they are to malfunction - anything built before 1960 is the best. Whatever you bring in, you bring back out with you because leaving it behind is the equivalent of dropping nuclear waste on someone's lawn. It'll come back and bite you in the ass, trust me.

We leave t-minus 6 hours. If you're coming, meet behind Starlin's then.

If you have questions ask them now, and make sure everyone coming reads them all.

Do not fear me! Ours is a peaceful race, and we must live in harmony! [...] Too much? Too much.

Let's try this again. [...] Hello. I'm Wash.

Good ol' bar fights, looks like some things universally don't change.

It'd be a good time to be a therapist right now. After this week of hell for everyone they'd be making all kinds of money setting everyone to rights. Clearly I chose the wrong career path.

Not that this ain't been ...special to watch unfold but someone want to point me in the direction of where I might get myself a ship?

Just so we're all on the same page here, this is all crazy, right? Like crazier than all of us being from different universes, but ending up on this space head together crazy.

This is so unfair! Everyone else has fun, weird stuff happening to them and I get nothing! Seriously Giant Head universe? Nothing at all? Give me a break!

Rumor has it passports are [...] operating again. Best let someone like myself take a trip down, hm? Seeing as I'm not going to immediately die if it's a fluke.

So. I had a conversation with a talkin' dog and everyone seems just fine with that. I guess it ain't space madness. The dog said my ship is gone. The cuteness just came to a real middle. Everything sure went from sugar to shit real fast.

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