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fluxscape2021-07-04 04:04 am
dynamitedarling) wrote in fluxscape2021-07-04 04:04 am
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OPEN - I wanna know, can you show me?
Who: Darling and YOU!
Where: Starkbucks
When: Throughout July
What: Darling wants to hear from you! Yes you! Even you! And he isn't above a bit of light bribery.
Warnings: None at the moment, will edit if I must!
After a few days of settling in, Darling has decided it's time to gather more information about the world he has found himself in. His asking on the network netted very few results, and he can only research so much on his own. Sure, he's already got piles of notes and an apartment wall responsible for the emptying of a sizeable box of thumbtacks, but he needs More!
He understands that his reputation here is nonexistent. He doesn't have the pull he had at the Bureau, or any manner of name recognition at all - he's just a middle aged man in a lab coat and sweater vest in desert heat, doing his best to understand all he can about the situation.
That is why, now, he has set himself up in the corner of Starkbucks with a thick notepad, at least four pens, a welcoming smile, and a sign that reads:
Where: Starkbucks
When: Throughout July
What: Darling wants to hear from you! Yes you! Even you! And he isn't above a bit of light bribery.
Warnings: None at the moment, will edit if I must!
After a few days of settling in, Darling has decided it's time to gather more information about the world he has found himself in. His asking on the network netted very few results, and he can only research so much on his own. Sure, he's already got piles of notes and an apartment wall responsible for the emptying of a sizeable box of thumbtacks, but he needs More!
He understands that his reputation here is nonexistent. He doesn't have the pull he had at the Bureau, or any manner of name recognition at all - he's just a middle aged man in a lab coat and sweater vest in desert heat, doing his best to understand all he can about the situation.
That is why, now, he has set himself up in the corner of Starkbucks with a thick notepad, at least four pens, a welcoming smile, and a sign that reads:
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF, WHERE YOU COME FROM, AND/OR THIS DIMENSION AND I WILL BUY YOU A COFFEE!
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The enthusiastic response is a lot, but he supposes he shouldn't be surprised considering this whole thing is within the realm of the man's work. It reminds him a bit of a character he wrote for a project years ago. Back before his novelist years...
"I'm guessing that's your word for it?" Maybe one of these days him, Darling, and Jesse would have to sit down to discuss this stuff. He doesn't work for them, but the overlap of involvement feels like enough justification for him to get some answers of his own. He's fine with answering theirs in exchange. That's a fair trade in his mind.
"Well, I tried a lot of different methods with little success. I actually had something years in the making lined up, but coming here isn't what I had in mind. I'm guessing I didn't escape here so much as brought here by some other cosmic force."
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"Oh - yes. A Threshold," he explains, drawing a little Venn diagram and jabbing his pen in the center, "Is a space where two planes intersect, just enough to make things a bit...unusual. This place you were sounds like perhaps it was...like the waves of something deeper, lapping onto our shores. If you'll excuse the metaphor."
Once Alan explains about how he came to be here, though, he nods, sighing a little. "That makes sense. From what I can tell, all of us who were brought here aren't quite sure how. I hope to get to the bottom of that."