[ log: cas & peri; lolaak ]
Mar. 16th, 2012 05:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[ The thing about the Medium is that after a while, you sorta stop questioning most of the things that happen in it. Time travel? It's Tuesday. Paradox clones? Happens all the time. Sentient, not-very-intelligent amphibious or reptilian natives? Standard. So if there's suddenly a tear in the fabric of reality, a way for people from other Earths that haven't been destroyed by meteors, to get into the game from the outside - well. It's probably a deliberate glitch or easter egg put into the game by Skaia for some unfathomable reason. Or a deliberate hack or sabotage, but that's a much less comforting option.
Either way, there's a way into LOLAAK now and Peri could hop through whenever she wanted, if she felt that way inclined. There's a light breeze blowing across the planet just like always, although every so often a stronger gust of wind'll threaten to knock you clean off your feet. Castiel's house - complete with the ongoing building project that's turning it into a bit of an odd-shaped skyscraper by now - isn't all that far from the opening, and Cas himself...
... uh, well, he's currently tied up a couple of feet or so away from his house trying to convince one of the chameleon locals that his bedsheets aren't for use as a cloak (or at least not till he's got a look at the captcha code for it so he can make himself some new ones, anyways). Yep. Average day. ]
Either way, there's a way into LOLAAK now and Peri could hop through whenever she wanted, if she felt that way inclined. There's a light breeze blowing across the planet just like always, although every so often a stronger gust of wind'll threaten to knock you clean off your feet. Castiel's house - complete with the ongoing building project that's turning it into a bit of an odd-shaped skyscraper by now - isn't all that far from the opening, and Cas himself...
... uh, well, he's currently tied up a couple of feet or so away from his house trying to convince one of the chameleon locals that his bedsheets aren't for use as a cloak (or at least not till he's got a look at the captcha code for it so he can make himself some new ones, anyways). Yep. Average day. ]