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[It’s that time, Plane denizens, for Chris and Ray to appear! They appear at the same time, close to each other, though not yet quite aware of that fact. For now they have their unique individual reactions: Chris is staring wide-eyed and Ray wears an expression that can only be summed up as "wtf." The good news here is that Chris was quickly decided this is an awesome dream.

Spotting the pub floating awesomely in space only confirms this.]

Ray, hey, look. There’s a pub in space.

[Ray sounds less than enthusiastic.] Can see that.

Could go get a pint. Bet it’ll be free. [Because this is his awesome space pub dream.]

Chris. We’re in bloody space. [Sorry, still processing.]

Not bad, is it? Sorta nice, even.

It’s not nice. It’s…bet we stumbled into a gas leak or sommat. Ain’t space, just…somethin’. [Time for logical denial!]

[But Chris likes space dream better.] No, see, this is a dream. Bet there’s superheroes in the pub. That sorta dream thing.

[Ray gives Chris a patented ‘ur dumb’ Look.] You aren't dreamin', you div. And even if you were, why'd you be dreamin' 'bout this?

Cos...I like space. And pubs. 'S cool, you know, a pub out in space. Sorta something you only get to with superpowers. Real special that way.

Yeah? Well if this is a dream, and you got superpowers, use 'em. Otherise, t'ain't a dream.

[Chris, for the record, is attempting invisibility powers! He shuts his eyes tightly and focuses!] There, see? ‘Cept you won’t, will you? [He snickers at his clever and witty joke.]

[Ray just crosses his arms.] And you're supposed to be doin' what?

[Chris frowns, opening his eyes and looking thoroughly disappointed. After a beat, he manages some words.] Yeah, well, all right, why are we in space then?

I dunno.

Yeah but...then, see? Dream makes sense.

Or we're standin' around somewhere, inhalin' gas, and hallucinatin'. [Ray refuses to let it be a dream.]

[Chris is just confused!] There wasn't a pub near us. So what's the pub really?

I don't know, Chris. But stickin' around is just gonna make it worse.

So...pub, then? 'Less we go off into space...

Think we'd have died 'fore then. Space don't have air. [Ray just shrugs because he’s totally lost and going to mull over things.] Yeah, might as well. [Because alcohol solves all problems!]

Yeah, right. Maybe it'll...wear off. Something like that. [And with that last, Chris-version-of-uplifting, the duo wanders off toward the pub, confused and uncertain and they need crazies like you guys to come bother them!]

((ooc: Double intro post for Ray and Chris, yadda yadda, you all know how this goes by now. Colours! This is Ray and this is Chris.))

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[Smiles back.] Chris, then. And I guess you could say that. I've been here for awhile.

Yeah? How long have you been around here?

Hm...it's going on eight years now, I think.

Blimey, eight years?! Doesn't it ever end?

Well, it's a little hard to tell, since time doesn't pass back home while you're here. And since you can come and go.

Time doesn't pass? How's that work?

I'm not really sure. For the most part, though, if you've been here awhile and then go back home, no time should have passed.

That's good. Be hard to explain being gone for a few hours otherwise.

There was a time when time started passing normally, but that was because this place...well, it seems like this whole place is run by a "Machine," and it broke down. [Vague little smile.] A lot happened then.

It can break? Blimey...guess it can be fixed, too.

Fortunately, yes.

I dunno what I'd do if things broke. I'm just getting used to the idea of it.

It takes awhile to get used to this place.

What was it like at first? Do you remember?

[Silent a moment.] At first I thought that this place was an illusion caused by something in my world. And I didn't trust anyone, since I thought they were...the illusionists, you could say. But I met a few people who were honest and friendly, so I eventually got used to the idea that this place was real.

Yeah, there's loads of nice people so far. I like'em. Wouldn't really want them to be a dream.

Good thing they're not, then, I suppose.