Wanted to say a word as to my arrival last month. Came off as damn near uncooperative. Cooperation isn't my usual style, but you people were kind. That's worse than being stupid, back home. Figured you were having me on. I was tired anyway; dying and then being resurrected by a baby slug that used to be a friend left me not in the mood for whimsy. So, I'll save the crabby old lady act for when it's worth something.
Now I've had time left to my own devices, so let's see if I've got this right: Portal takes people from all around, brings them here, where they're fictional. No monsters roaming the streets here, but sometimes there are
somethings. Superheroes, beasts that keep their head, all manner of magic. No chance of going back home, but there's always a chance of home coming
here. Anything I've left out?