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[slaveking]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Marcel Gerard
RECIPIENT: Public; any and all interested
WHAT: A Rifter would like to futilely inquire as to the incomprehensible physics of Rifting and seek actually unavailable instruction w.r.t. how to get the Hell back home, please and thanks.
WHEN: Timing (backdated, covering a span, etc.)
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Maybe P3-13 for language? If somebody gets emotional!

Good morning, Thedas.

[By now, the name of the world sounds comfortable enough in his mouth, but his accent is likely remains somewhat Other, cutting the consonants of his deep voice.] My name is Marcel Gerard. In the world I come from, magic is a secret pretty well-hidden from humans, and the full strength of abominations waits every month on the full moon. [Sorry, werewolves. Somebody hates you.] We also have horseless carriages, ballet, instant coffee, and the Internet. The world is called New Orleans. If you know what any of that means, we should talk.

And if you don't, you might be just the person to help me get home. You got thoughts on how to prolapse a Rift? I want to hear 'em. Talk to me.

Comments

[glandival]

What's a carriage like if it's not got any horses?

[ Sending crystals have no caller ID, and so, the introduction is that of a husky female voice with what a Rifter of New Orleans would association as a French accent. ]

Really slow?

[rathercommon]

Are you going to explain what any of it means?

[heightens]

New Orleans isn't the whole world, you know.

[ says elena into her crystal, raising an eyebrow even though marcel can't see it. ]

And it's rude to call them abominations, they're perfectly nice! Most of the time. Full moon not withstanding.

[ don't give thedosians a weird view of their world, come on, vampire dad! earth is miles better than this place. for one, it has coffee, something she hadn't thought about and now SORELY MISSES, so thanks for that. and the internet, god, what she wouldn't give to be able to bing everything about this place. ]

[foxsays]

I don't know what any of those things are apart from coffee but not whatever instant is? [Like does someone just appear with coffee before you even ask for it?] Oh and ballet, we have ballet. I came through a rift almost three months ago.

[There's a pause as if she's done but then because it's still freaking her out-]

Abomination is a sensitive word to use right now.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Can't say I've ever been to New Orleans, but, dude, it's definitely not the whole world. You wanna know what feels like an entire planet? Fucking Texas. Why do they make certain states so god damn big?

Anyway, pretty sure nobody knows how to undo the whole being sucked into Dungeons and Dragons here, or they would've undone it already.

[demonicbeauty]

[Ariadne is always on the lookout for other Rifters, especially those who want to go home. And while the description of his world means little to her--although she knows ballet--it's enough to know that he's at least somewhat like her.

Her voice is young and girlish. There's a certain sweetness to it.]

I've been trying to figure out a way to get home too. Although I know of no world where magic is hidden exactly.