Londinium Calling (jaunt check-in)

[wholeheaded]

Hello everyone, Ambrose here. Well, mostly. Just doing a check-in thingy to see who's themselves-ish and where everyone is. I'm in London - sorry, Londinium - and hanging around the palace and there's a lot of hustle and bustle here. The High King is abdicating in favor of his nephew and there's gonna be a big ceremonial gizmo for that in a few weeks. Which experience tells me is the thing we will not set on fire, right?

[ okay, the Travelers haven't literally burned anything down in a while but in his mind it's still worth advising against. ]

Anyway, like I said I'm mostly here and doing the half-infiltrating thing. My overlay is Scottish and I have a pet hawk, which is...fine, it'll be fine. I'm going by Angus MacLeod.

Did it make you feel so clever, did you wear it on your sleeve [Walkabout, post-shoe drop]

[otomechapilot]

I knew it was too peaceful to be true.

Everyone, this is Sara. I can portal to Liminal and make food. I can also help people deal with stuff on the ground here.

The lasers in Future World are now real. So are the robots. If there were more people here I was close friends with I'd show them a real robot too, but as it stands the laser tag pistols will have to do.

Please share and distribute survival tips here because oh, my god.