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[claudiometer]

Man, the Trumps sure know how to throw a welcome-back party. Too bad there's probably no deaf, dumb and blind kids around, I hear they play a mean pinball.

So. That was an unpleasant little side quest, don't recommend it, don't wanna talk about it. How far along are we from the Grid? What'd I miss?

Also, FYI, as soon as I can work out how I'm willing to make lightcycles for anyone who missed out. Still a work in progress, though, so don't all come running at once.

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[claudiometer]

...He plays with... [SIIIIIIIGH.] He's gonna make himself deaf, dumb and blind one of these days. But I really shouldn't be surprised after the Alice incident.

Welp. Welcome to Liminal Space, hope you enjoy your stay, until whenever the entities in charge decide the next thing is.

[timelessinventor]

What does sensory deprivation have to do with a pin-ball machine, darling? That makes no sense.

Also Liminal Space. Please start at the beginning, I seem to have missed quite a few things.

[claudiometer]

They have nothing to do with each other and everything to do with Pete's habit of playing with Artifacts. He was playing ping-pong with the mirror a while before the mess with the disco ball.

[...This is not gonna make a goddamn bit of sense to anyone not them, is it. Oh well. If they ask, she or Helena can explain.]

The beings running the show are the Trumps. Vaguely tarot-themed, no I don't know why, apparently a couple of them are dead. Anyway, they kidnap people from their home worlds and send them to other places to fix things. I got to see Anime Trope High School and Computer Land before I got dumped in a side quest to shiny gold nonsense. [The lineface about that is almost audible.]

Liminal Space is where they chuck us in between. As much as it's usually anything, it's not usually this... this.