27 traps filled with new memories

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[… "MARSHMALLOW. Now wake up, before your day gets any worse!"

There were stranger words to hear right before regaining consciousness, but Ray was at least pretty sure that now was NOT the time to be thinking of them. as he opened his eyes, instead of emptying his mind, he filled it as far as it could go. marshmallow marshmallow marshmallow marshmallow marshm--

the stone altar was a lot more comfortable than he remembered. and this didn't look like Central Park West.

and the people around him didn't look a thing like Idulnas ....

it was all a trick, had to be. Raymond Stantz, chosen Selector of Gozer, forced his mind back on track and uttered the only word he dared, as he glanced around the clinic.]

Marshmallows.

((OOC: And with that, Ray is canonbumped! Clearly, this is open to the clinic, but it's open over the journals, too!))

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No, you guys are great friends, I know you wouldn't. ... But, yeah! Dig this: while I was unconscious here for the past week? Somehow, my consciousness went back home to New York, where I caught up on three whole years!

I tried to take some readings on myself, see how that could've been psychologically possible? But the castle screwed up my equipment and botched all my readings.

[wizard_redfive]

Of course- Wait, you too?

[Dairine is stunned. This is the second friend of hers whose visited home while unconscious this month!]

Botched up how?

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Me t-- who else did it happen to? [he's a little more excited about the possibility that he can try his doohickeys on someone else, too]

Dr. Ray

[wizard_redfive]

Uh... [Dairine thinks it over and decides she could probably trust Ray with this.] Steve Rogers. But before you get too excited, it happened well over a week ago.

[No treating her friend like a lab experiment. :<]

Dairine

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Oh ... it's probably been too long for any residual effects to still be detectable, then.

Dr. Ray

[wizard_redfive]

Probably. [Then quick changing the subject so he doesn't get too disappointed.]

So how do you feel?

Dairine

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Oh, I feel fine! Well, aside from getting clocked in the jaw, but it's okay.

Dr. Ray

[wizard_redfive]

That happen back home?

Dairine, to end

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Yeah - the third minion of Gozer, a guy named Idulnas, he did it to put me under so he could try an' intimidate me. It's ... sort of a long story. I've totally got the time, if you wanna hear it, though.

Dr. Ray, to end

[wizard_redfive]

[Well that sounds somewhat concerning.]

Go ahead.

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Well ... it was the first big thing we ever dealt with when we went into business, actually. There's this ancient Sumerian deity, Gozer the Gozerian: aka Gozer the Traveller, Gozer the Destroyer, Volguus Zildrohar, and Lord of the Sebouillia. He's an armageddon God, basically ... bent on bringing about the end of the world in whatever dimension he's summoned to. And this wacko architect, Ivo Schandor, he built an apartment building right off Central Park West specifically designed to channel the sort of energy needed to open the dimensional gate and pull Gozer through into our dimension. Only, it took YEARS to gather the energy, so the sicko'd been dead for decades by the time it happened ...

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Oh yeah. I'm quite familiar with that one. [Yet another name the Lone Power has earned while running around the universe, bring death and entropy in Its wake.]

[Dairine nods, grinning a little.] Central Park has all the luck, doesn't it. Remind me later to tell you about the time with the dinosaurs.