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[pinwheeled]

Hello?

[There's a short pause.]

Look, I don't know what's going on, but I'm pretty sure this isn't somewhere I'm supposed to be, so if someone would care to explain... [Another pause follows, as well as a curt sigh.] My name is Robert Fischer. Assuming this place isn't another product of my subconscious, I would appreciate it if someone could tell me just what's going on. [Though something about his tone indicates that it wouldn't be so much appreciated as expected.] Thank you.

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[dropkick]

Where are you 'supposed' to be?

[ Oh Robert Fischer. Just when Arthur was settling into reality. Well. The more the merrier? ...if Arthur was any kind of merry...anyway he'll just...play this by textual ear for now. Cough. ]

haha oh Arthur

[pinwheeled]

Not here. [There's no reason not to be cautious.]

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[dropkick]

Obviously.

[ Second text, three seconds after: ]

You're not dreaming, if you're still wondering.

[ Easier said than believed, really he knows, but they've screwed around plenty with his head already. This place can take the reins, but no point in lying when everyone else will tell him otherwise. ]

/pats him on the head

[pinwheeled]

[Oh.

That seems a little too pointed for him to trust.]

How am I supposed to believe that?

[ video ]

[a_parting_word]

Take a... take a seat, Mr. Fischer.

[ video ]

[pinwheeled]

Where? [A pause.] And why, for that matter?

[ video ]

[a_parting_word]

Because I'm not about to offer you a drink, and you won't like what you're going to hear.

[warmachine]

None of us are where we're supposed to be. Welcome to the City.

[pinwheeled]

"None of us"?

What, like it's a usual thing be to abducted and wake up here?

[warmachine]

Yeah, it is. I know that's not the most welcoming thing to say, but it's true.

[knaveswitness]

Only "pretty sure"?

[pinwheeled]

More than that, by now.

[knaveswitness]

Good, good, quite good.

What assumption are we on now, then?

[inmyothertights]

Product of your subconscious?

[pinwheeled]

[By now he's fairly convinced that he's awake after all, no matter how ludicrous it seems, so...] Don't ask.

[inmyothertights]

Is this stuff your subconscious usually pulls?

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[charring]

I'm pretty sure every resident here wishes this were just their imagination so, hey. You already have something in common with the rest of us. Same goes for being somewhere you're not supposed to be.

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[pinwheeled]

I can't imagine why. [Yes, that was sarcasm.]

Is there really no way out of here?

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[charring]

[Charlie firmly believes that Sarcasm and a decent sense of humor are two keys to surviving the City, so the sarcasm gets a small smile out of her.]

Unfortunately not. It's at the City's discretion when we come and go.

TEXT;

[signatures]

ANOTHER product ?

are you in habit of thinking up carousels ?

TEXT;

[pinwheeled]

When was the last time you were in control of what your subconscious turns up?

TEXT;

[signatures]

you just use it in a manner I've not particularly heard of before

voice;

[duplicities]

An interesting way of saying you think this is all a dream.

voice;

[pinwheeled]

How else should I think of it?

voice;

[duplicities]

Oh, you'll hear a variety of theories if you stay here long enough. New arrivals tend to talk about them incessantly.