Message 13: PSA Hell

[unrecovered]

[Armor on, helmet off; Wash doesn't look too terribly happy, but that's about par for the course. Cal it neutral for now, or as close to neutral as he gets.]

If you're new here and you can see this, great - it means you've figured out how to use the communicator. [Yaaaaaaaay.]

For those of you who weren't listening to the Moogle or just didn't get it the first time, you're in the realm of dreams. Yes, you're asleep. No, nobody knows how you got here or how to get back, but we're working on it. People just seem to appear and disappear at random.

This particular world is called Traverse Town. There used to be three more connected to it - Twilight Town, the Mother of Invention, and Ponyville - but they closed off at about the same time you all showed up. Nobody's figured that one out either.

Let's see...if a Dream Eater has red eyes, it's a Nightmare and will probably to try to kill you. If it doesn't, it either belongs to someone or is a Moogle. Either way, don't shoot it.

If you need more information...[He shrugs.] Ask around. The people who've been here longer tend to know more. [Of course, he's just set himself up as a source of information - not what he wanted, but dammit, someone's got to do it.]

Comments

[video]

[weirdgawdhelpus]

Oh! What clever little things! [Madeline has discovered the magic of communicators.] Thank you for telling all of us this, sir. You're very kind... and very handsome. Are you a soldier?

[unrecovered]

[Is she...flirting with him?]

You're welcome. And let's go with yes.

[weirdgawdhelpus]

[Flirting? Perish the thought! Her heart belongs to Augustus. Or possibly Bertie since she hasn't seen Augustus here. She does appreciate a ruggedly handsome man, though.]

Ooo! That's really very noble. I'm Madeline. Who are you?

[video]

[grifshot]

[Grif is surprised at first by the fact that the communicator is going off. It been a while since he's had a communicating device beyond a helmet radio. But he knows how to use a cell phone and this is close enough. Plus the voice is familiar.

There is a long pause. There's Wash, looking well and not, you know, taken prisoner by a super-crazy freelancer.]

What the hell are you doing here?

[unrecovered]

[And there's Grif, very much alive. Wash swallows back the momentary relief; he knows better than to assume, what with the immense amount of timeline fuckery going on here.]

I could say the same to you. What's the last thing you remember?

[video]

[originalcopy]

And if you're new here and can't see this - it means you're an idiot and this is completely fucking useless. [Alpha spins his finger in a sarcastic 'whoopie' motion.]

Hang on, why red eyes? Isn't that, you know, kind of cliche?

[unrecovered]

[And then there's this asshole.]

Thanks for sharing, Church. Go be an asshole somewhere else.

That's what you're worried about?

[Video]

[since1928]

Traverse Town...welp, that's a fitting name if I ever heard one!

[Gosh, this is also the most frank thing he's heard all day. Still, he appreciated it!]

Thanks for the help! I'll be doin' just that!

[unrecovered]

[That's Mickey Mouse. That's. Mickey Mouse.]

[...what.]

Oh...kay?

If you have any questions, let me know?

[video]

[allpurposescarf]

Connected to this one how?

[unrecovered]

There was a portal over the fountain in the second district. It's not there anymore.

[private video]

[raisethemoon]

Agent Washington...do you recall when I spoke to thee of Discord?

[Private to Luna]

[unrecovered]

Yes. Why?

[This does not sound like it's leading anywhere good.]

[allfunandgamesuntil]

Hey, Wash.

[Well this is awkward.]

It looks like I'm back. I already ran into Carolina, and I swear I saw South running around earlier. Anyone else I should know about?

[unrecovered]

[Any reaction Wash might have had is completely superseded by the stampede of Spirits going for the communicator. Looks like they missed you, York.]

[Wash is a little too busy being trampled to respond right now. Oops.]

[lickedthat]

[The communicator appears to be set on video broadcast, but all it's showing right now is a nose in extreme close-up as Fraser attempts to talk directly into the receiver.]

Do you read me? I believe this should be transmitting, but there is a possibility that it is in fact simply recording my voice without broadcast. -- Respond at your convenience. Over.

[unrecovered]

[Okay that was not anything he needed to see. Ever.]

Pull it back. The video's way too close. And yes, I can hear you.

[Private to Wash]

[lessabrasive]

[Something has occurred to Lin. Something that requires immediate attention.]

Washington, do you still have the AI chip?

Private to Lin

[unrecovered]

Yes. Why?

[fearmylaserface]

Better you than me being stuck with dealing with the questions from the new people.

[unrecovered]

[You're the last person he wants to deal with right now.]

Hey, have you trained your Meowjesty not to sit on you yet? You might want to go take care of that.

[visual] 1/2

[juniorganymedian]

A commendable welcome to our new guests, Agent Washington, though you might direct them to Master Sora and Master Riku's guide on dream eaters and Agent York's map of dangerous portions of Traverse Town to alleviate yourself of some of the questions that might arise.

[He uploads the appropriate documents should anyone wish to access them.]

[visual] > [private] 2/2

[juniorganymedian]

The sudden influx of new persons along with the disappearance of the portal is most troubling, sir. There is one other matter of note, but I am... uncertain if it is something to bring to the attention of the larger group.

[Mainly because he isn't sure if he's just seeing things yet. Jeeves doesn't particularly like Wash, but he trusts the gentleman's paranoia to keep a keener watch on the surroundings than most.]

Have you noted the presence of something at the corner of your vision moving about within the confines of Traverse Town recently? I am afraid I can give no better description. But I have some concern it may be akin to the entity encountered on the Mother of Invention that attacked dreamers unseen for some time.

[avengingarrow]

[Clint's dealt with elves and traveling to a "mythical realm" before. Nothing new here, moving on. There is ONE thing that catches his attention though. And, for now, it's what he's going to focus on because, well, why not?]

Ponyville? You're joking right?

[Neon & Pastel fluff creatures in his dreams he can take. But he's drawing the line at a place called Ponyville....at least for right now.]

[unrecovered]

Where exactly did you think the ponies here came from?

[Just roll with it. It'll be that much easier.]