[Another Johnson Accidental Audio Post]

[justwonthegame]

[Someone is muttering into their device intermittently in a New Zealand accent.]

Come on…..answer your bloody phone, Axl. … Pick up… Ugh, come on! As if this day couldn't get more shit.

[A pause. Mike is holding his phone away from his face and looking at it, and the reason you can tell, is he’s pressed a button and switched the video on. He frowns at the screen, and ends up talking quietly to his phone.]

What the hell are you doing?

[He turns the phone off. A few minutes later, a text message goes up on the Network.]

Axl if this is your phone I’m reaching I’ve got no idea where the hell I am. Call me back and pass the phone to Olaf.

Don’t tell him to text me back.

Don’t tell him to read this.

Shit. And tell him it's already on.

Are you all ok?

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[doeswhathewants]

Not Axl's phone.

[justwonthegame]

Right. Of course not.

[doeswhathewants]

By chance is your Axl tall and gangly with a penchant for tight pants?

[justwonthegame]

[...ok, apt.]

You've seen him around, then?

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[friggmagnet]

[Hey look, you found Axl! But no passing the phone to Olaf, I'm afraid.]

Mike! What are you doing here?

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[justwonthegame]

[Mike sounds incredibly long-suffering.] Axl, what did I just say?

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[friggmagnet]

[EYE-ROLLING AT YOU MIKE]

First off, Olaf's not here. And second, why don't you want to talk to me?

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[justwonthegame]

Because Olaf stands a chance--a slim one, I realise--of actually knowing what the fuck is going on. [A pause.] Hang on.

[He doesn't hang up, just tucks his phone into his pocket a moment and casts about, listening, scenting the air. Nothing. Dead godly air. Shit. He puts his phone to his ear again.]

Ok, would stand one if he was bloody here.

[itsjustafruit]

Another Kiwi? Let me guess, you know the big moosie?

[justwonthegame]

What?

[Seriously. Moosie. What.]

With hair or without?

[itsjustafruit]

There's more than one? Then with.

[justwonthegame]

Do you have something to do with...whatever this is? How do you know Axl?

[threeolives]

Sorry, I'm not Axl or... Olaf, was it? But you seem like you could use the Welcome speech.

[justwonthegame]

You know, I'm...really fine with you not being either of them, especially as Axl's called me back. I could definitely use a Welcome speech.

[threeolives]

[ Eyebrows: raised. ]

Well, you've arrived in a place called the City, which has been described as a pocket dimension or some sort of alternate dimension. There's no leaving, at least not by choice. Every few days or so there's a curse that hits the City, doing anything from swapping bodies to making appliances come to life to turning the whole city into a desert. At the moment, there's a suspicious circus in town which I would avoid if I were you. People from your world may or may not show up, and they could be from any point in time.

That... about sums it up.

[asofwar]

Not a phone.

[justwonthegame]

Yes, I've worked that out now. How about: 'Hello, I'm Mike' instead.

[asofwar]

But I am not Mike. Unless you are wanting for an introduction - in which case, you may call me Sif.

[headofoperations]

Perhaps the man you seek's gone out of his head.

[justwonthegame]

No...I just found him, actually, and he seems alright to me, ta.

[headofoperations]

Well now that you've found each other it's only polite to entertain your guest with a circus!

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[intheblanks]

axl and olaf. please tell me you're ageing rockers.

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[justwonthegame]

Our parents were enthusiastic about their roots. I really have no explanation for the lack of an 'e' in Axl's name, though. Poor spelling?

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[intheblanks]

scandi-kiwi? interesting. i thought immigration only took off again over there after the rest of the world thought you were hobbits.

was he born too late for the guns n roses effect?

[onahighwire]

I'm better than fine. My circus is in town. You should come, come and see. Bring your friends!