First Note: [Accidental Audio]

[charlie05stokes]

-ot a dream?

*exasperated* NO!

Okay okay! Just calm down and hold your horses.

... but I don't have horses. ... what are horses, Nick?

... nevermind.

Oh oh oh! Your light!

Huh? ... oh, the light on this thing is blinkin'.

Yeah yeah! That means it's recording! Say something! Introduce yourself!

... al... right. *achem* This is CSI Nick Stokes, and... I guess I'm new here. Some one want to explain what the sam-hell is going on?

Comments

[eatatjoesaura.livejournal.com]

Fair enough, but open your brainpan because this one is a doozy.

We've all been pulled here by the god of this world to fight the good fight against the forces of darkness.

He can pull people in from any time or place in the universe, past, present, future, alternate timelines or even from beyond the grave.

Because of this sometimes children from the future will arrive and surprise their parents, which has happened to one Greg Sanders, CSI from my second favorite city Las Vagas.

[ponchotexas.livejournal.com]

U...huh....

Ohoh he's got that look! You've got that look! I think he gets it!

... kinda. Pretty damn... science fiction-y, but... yeah, kinda gettin' it.

So... what, Greggo shacked up with some girl and bam, kids from the future?

[eatatjoesaura.livejournal.com]

It's incredibly science fictiony. You wouldn't believe some of the famous people from literature, movies and T.V that you'll meet around here. Seriously I could name names, better yet I have pictures.

In a manner of speaking. I'm not sure how the crazy kids met, but Greg was incredibly devoted to a young woman named Sabine. They moved into my humble establishment with a family of robotic singers and just a few weeks ago two children from Greg's not so distant future arrived. Sadly their mother has been sent back home by the same digital god.

[ponchotexas.livejournal.com]

Sabine... yeah, that... girl, Matilda? She mentioned Sabine...

She got sent home? *scoffs* God, poor kid just can't catch a break, can he? How's he um... how's he holdin' up?

[eatatjoesaura.livejournal.com]

About as well as a hiccuping opera singer on stilts. The family is trying to help but this is one mountain our boy has to climb under his own steam.

He does have some pretty good friends though, the kind that'll give him a black eye when he's acting like an idiot and needs to be snapped back into reality.

Me I've never liked violence even when it's needed.

[ponchotexas.livejournal.com]

*sputterlaugh* Are you tryin' to tell me that Greggo got decked for being stupid?

[eatatjoesaura.livejournal.com]

In so many words yes. I won't go into the details but needless to say he won't do that again that's for sure.

[ponchotexas.livejournal.com]

Well, good. Last thing Greg needs is to be stupid. He gets in enough trouble without that.

Say, you're at that... Hyperion in Neon? I think I might be close to it.

[eatatjoesaura.livejournal.com]

Well here lemme give you a hand...

[Attached: Location marker for the Hyperion]

That should help you find us, I can get you set up, just don't be alarmed by the green guy with the red horns, that'd be me.

[ponchotexas.livejournal.com]

[Attachment received]

Oh, hey, a map. That is handy! Thanks.

... wait, green- ... what?

Nickyyyy if you keep doing that you're just gonna get a headache.

Yehknow I think she's right...