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[notinthecards]

Last Jaunt we were missing about a dozen people - maybe some of you in your right minds noticed. When that happens, you figure, maybe we did something wrong. Probably they got dropped into a dungeon, or they went walkabout, or just vanished.

When they mostly come back wearing uniforms, though, I think maybe something stranger happened. And we should all catch up with what happened to each other, no?

So: who wants to start?

Comments

[thornsofmalkav]

Is this just for the dudes you're talking about or is for Questing Country too? And, uh, what about those of us who thought were were various things when we were out, like teen rocks or guys with four hands?

[notinthecards]

They need to know what we did, too, since I think we just spent a whole Jaunt in Liminal Space. And since some people are still shiny enough to be put in a tumbler and polished, maybe we talk about that on top of it.

[thornsofmalkav]

Okay, my name is Thorne and I'm an alcoholic.

Joke! Joke! I'm not an alcoholic [more like a blood-a-holic] and people might remember me from Questing Country? I was the purple and pink rock teen with the butterfly dress who kind of sort of threatened some people with knives because a douchebag fish stole my butterfly-bunny. She's back now, by the way. My spirit animal, not the douchebag. Well, the fish might be here too. Anyway, we all learned some valuable lessons about friendship by the end, so go us?

Actually, everything was about ten times more epic than I'm making it sound, but I figure if I elaborate too much it'll bore everyone. Hit me up later if you want more of the deets.

Oh, right, and I'm not actually a rock or a teenager.

[notinthecards]

Me, neither.

Remy LeBeau. Formerly the Adversary of Misfortune.

[creativefool]

Oh, c'mon-

Wait? Liminal Space all along? How d'you figure that? ...Is it somethin' to do with the dream shit over in Questing Country?

[notinthecards]

The way you could twist and create things out of dreamstuff is just exactly the same. The rules of physics changed more than once, and it wasn't really a place, it was where people went when they dreamed... and then there's the transport in and out. Never saw anything like that before. Never. And I've been here longer than anybody, mon ami.

[shiroganeheir]

I know that we also lost at least one person on the Jaunt. Tohru Adachi of Inaba is missing. He was on the Jaunt for the first week or so, and then he vanished.

I, er, had a bond with him, so I recognized when he wasn't there anymore.

Also, I have noticed that there are more than a few people who have retained their physical forms from the Jaunt. Has anyone found a way to change back? I never thought I'd say this, but for once I think I would rather not be male.

[someonetocarry]

I changed back when I walked through the doorway into da Vinci's spaces, but I don't know if that was cuz I wouldn't've fit through the doorway as a spartoi or if it's cuz that felt more natural to do.

[shiroganeheir]

I have been to Leonardo-sensei's workshop, and I am, unfortunately, still male. Hm.

Perhaps if I try different things, or go to sleep that would help.

[someonetocarry]

Maybe. I don't really know how this hùnzhàng works. That was, uh, my first time in one of these things. Jaunts. Whatever you call 'em.

[howexciting]

... please, call me Leonardo.

[Heeeeeey, Bondmate, uh... this isn't awkward. Hi.]

There are some travelers who have kept traits from Jaunts that physically transformed them, and could switch back and forth at will, with some concentration. Perhaps it is something like that?

[notinthecards]

More than one. But that always happens. It's the mass disappearances that concern me.

... Are you using any powers from the Jaunt? Every time I tap mine, I find myself back in the body I had there.

[shiroganeheir]

Not that I know of. I acquired a new...well, subset of my normal power, which I have used, but I do not think that has anything to do with my gender situation.

My Champion powers are gone.

[itsananimalthing]

Hey, man, we were the ones who thought you'd disappeared.

If you gotta know, we went back to that world where we did all that dancing. Nibiru. Spent most of the time underground digging around in an old Starmover tech place, in a stalemate with the guards up on the surface who figured we were there to rob the place.

[notinthecards]

Back?

I've heard people say that happens sometimes on walkabout, they think - but only one at a time, and they never remember clearly.

... No dancing, this time?

[itsananimalthing]

Hell, no. I wasn't gonna do it again even if there was. Mostly just a bunch of musical sorts of tech.

I remember it plenty clear. Maybe they had two things they wanted to get done at once, this time. Wonder if they're related.

Did run into a couple familiar faces, though.

[brokers]

The assumption that we were on walkabout may not be entirely wrong. The portal we passed through to get to our destination was similar to the one I recall from my own departure, only more powerful by an order of magnitude.

[notinthecards]

Any sign why? Is this just another way to show us they didn't much care for the way things happened in Melasurei?

[brokers]

This is pure conjecture, but the location we were deposited in appeared to be some sort of decommissioned military facility. If we are being returned to worlds we've previously visited, maybe someone has suddenly become concerned with cleaning up their old messes.

[set_your_watches_for_fun]

I hadn't the faintest that what happened was all that unusual. Is there anyone about who's been here long enough to know if it's happened before? It doesn't seem terribly strange that we might on occasion be sent to other places, especially if there are all these Trumps with differing agendas.

[notinthecards]

That would be me. Four and a half years, maybe, and a better memory than the only other man who's been here as long.

[set_your_watches_for_fun]

So not too terribly long, really. [musingly - nearly five years is really nothing, timewise] I'm quite surprised myself to learn it's never happened before that you know of, honestly.

[canbebrave]

[ Surprise, Remy- this one normally doesn't want much to do with you-- but this time, she responds. ]

Do you think, that perhaps... [ Come on Sansa, he can't read minds. ]

[notinthecards]

[Actually, he can, and when she trails off, he'll focus enough to do so before prompting her to go on.]

What's on your mind, petite?

[canbebrave]

What if that's where they've all went? Everyone we've lost so far... those we lost at Belljar- what if they're just lost, in their own Jaunts?