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realityshifted2008-03-15 11:38 am
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And it begins~
[Appears looking something between confused, angry and shocked. He's not wearing his Air Treck for once but he is holding a cup of ...something. You can't really tell what it is because of all the sugar cubes in it. There's so many the top ones will probably never even desolve.]
So... I woke up in a chair, yes, a chair, not a bed, and the only light in the room came from a hundred or so screens glaring down at me... I'm quite positive I didn't go to sleep there, because last I remembered I was in a quiet little town by a lake. And in a bed, not a comfortable bed, but definitely not a chair.
Then some really old guy came up to me with a cart full of candy and cakes.
Now, I'm not going to complain about that part, but if this is anyone's idea of a joke, -and I should know this is possible thanks to this place...- then I'm not impressed.
So... I woke up in a chair, yes, a chair, not a bed, and the only light in the room came from a hundred or so screens glaring down at me... I'm quite positive I didn't go to sleep there, because last I remembered I was in a quiet little town by a lake. And in a bed, not a comfortable bed, but definitely not a chair.
Then some really old guy came up to me with a cart full of candy and cakes.
Now, I'm not going to complain about that part, but if this is anyone's idea of a joke, -and I should know this is possible thanks to this place...- then I'm not impressed.