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[sellerofsins]

Well isn't this just nice and cosy? Not exactly where I want to be but isn't it always so delightful when someone intervenes with your life without any permission and dumps you in the middle of war to play bloody tin soldiers?

[There's a slight huff of frustration.] Look, I'm not really up for the whole fighting side of things, I much prefer watching from the sidelines. Blood is always so hard to get out and it's rare to find a descent dry cleaner in a warzone. I'm afraid you've definitely got the wrong bloke here. Forgive me if I don't plan to stick around.

So, if anyone out there can kindly point me to the nearest exit, I will be most grateful. If not, I'll settle for the nearest place to get a descent drink.

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audio;

[leadthebeats]

Sorry, but there's no exit to this fine place.

[ Said in the most sarcastic, yet deadpan tone that the purple haired girl can muster up. ]

video;

[medusalith]

As you will no doubt quickly find out - there is no quick escape, just an unspoken promise of one once we have finished. As for the drink? Most simply find out on their own.

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[iorhael]

[Judging from his tone of voice, the Man has clearly put Frodo off for a moment: he doesn't sound at all like a very decent sort]

Some of said that there is no escape, and others have said that escape only comes on the whim of our "hosts".

[solitaire]

Dere are drinks, homme, but maybe not decent ones.

audio;

[sellerofsins]

I was getting the feeling that would be the response I'd get. Is this just pubic knowledge or have you ever actually tried?

audio;

[sellerofsins]

And how long is this predicted to last, then?

audio;

[sellerofsins]

And what do you know about this host? Are they an actual physical being you've seen or more like one of those omnipotent aloof pricks that never comes to the party?

[sellerofsins]

That's just what a bloke wants to hear. No booze, no exit and a war ahead. Not exactly my perfect day.

voice;

[bratworth]

It is as the others say; there have been a number of 'random' disappearances, but that is the only way that anyone has been known to leave this reality.

permavideo on her end;

[medusalith]

Until we have successfully aided the Initiative in their war and won the battle against the United Earth. Whenever that may be.

audio;

[leadthebeats]

Everyone here knows that as a fact. Though it's not like making a way out is impossible. It's just improbable and it seems to take forever.

voice;

[glenamored]

Decent drinks are surprisingly easy to come by here. You're in luck.

[solitaire]

If it was comfortable, we prob'ly wouldn't be here at all, I think.

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[iorhael]

[Frodo's starting to frown: he may not think too well on being whisked away without any warning at all, but this Man is impossible rude about it]

I have only seen what they have presented - Big Folk such as yourself, who speak on the behalf of the whole. They seemed pleasant enough considering the circumstances.

[the last is bit pointed: for not knowing much about them, this Man needn't refer to them so rudely]

voice;

[lovesgod]

Oh, it could always be worse.

voice;

[sellerofsins]

So no obvious way out but there is a way out? You just have no say over it.

voice;

[sellerofsins]

I'm all ears, enlighten me?

voice;

[sellerofsins]

[...]

Yes, I'm getting that feeling.

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[sellerofsins]

How exactly do we aid them? Is it strictly all warfare? Because I doubt I'm going to be an expert in that field.

audio;

[sellerofsins]

Well it's better than nothing. I'm improbable usually just means 'I haven't worked it out yet' and that's rarely a surprise when it comes to an army of humans and ...whatever else they dragged here.

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[lovesgod]

I mean, sure, you could be teleported to a wartorn society without a decent drink. That is terrible.

Of course, then you could realize that your creator who you subsequently betrayed and sat on his throne was here. And then, he could know that you were actively working against his release. That would definitely be worse.

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[sellerofsins]

Yeah, brilliantly pleasantly, aren't they? They just picked us up, stuck us here, tossed a weapon along and let all hell come loose. And not in the fun way. But I'm such they're stand up blokes, just a little misunderstood.

[The sarcasm was pretty heavy in his tone. He can't help it, it seems a little maddening to him.]

At least they threw a Christmas party, I suppose. Have a few drinks and some merriment before you're slaughtered on a battlefield. Charming.

[sellerofsins]

I'm having similar feelings. I just prefer when people ask me to give away my time instead of stealing it.

voice;

[sellerofsins]

[Bugger. This like a very bad and potentially fatal hangover. Well, he always knew this would happen somehow, someway. He was kind of hoping it would happen on his own territory and Lucifer would be far more interested in ripping apart the Winchesters that he could get himself safely away. Well, there's still time.]

In my defence, I was going to die either way so I took a shot. Sue me.

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[lovesgod]

Of course, the situation can always be improved on. Perhaps, hypothetically, your creator would feel inclined to show mercy if you groveled at his feet and expressed your undying loyalty.