I never thought I'd admit to this but I almost miss being hunted by the Empire. At least I did things then.
So... If I said that I just kicked the bucket in New York City but then I woke up in Kansas with a pulse and sans a crap load of blood that should be all over the place, you would say?
And don't say: holy crap, kid, how much crack did you smoke?
Because I'll have you know that I happen to be an upstanding citizen who would never ever dream of marring his pristine reputation with an illegal substance.
Manny? MANNY! Why is the wine gone? And where’s my badger? And my bookshop?! What have you done with it, Manny? I want a sandwich. And wine.
[OOC - this is set at some point since being told of the boards]
Oh gosh!
This doesn't look like Wirrawee, or like Hell, for that matter. And I thought that the internet wasn't working... Did someone fix it so that we can use it now? That's nice, I like to use the internet sometimes, though I use it mostly for schoolwork.
Homer? Ellie? Robyn? Someone? What am I supposed to do now? I don't see any soldiers here? In fact, it looks rather nice, and there are people walking around. Do we have to go back to Hell even though it seems perfectly nice here? I'd really like a shower, and a nice warm comfortable bed for a night or so too....
Is there not a war going on anymore? Or is this a dream? If it's a dream it's a really nice one.