[RL with Perry and Corinthian-It's drinking time]

[clockmaster]

[The real was certainly one of the strangest places Hakuba ever seen, even if he was there just a few minutes to pick up Corinthian. Now that they were in Los Angeles he felt a little bit better, driving at 200 miles helped to relax him. Time to find Perry.]

Comments

FDA approved even.

[centurion-inc.livejournal.com]

Next time, someone might quarantine you. [Turning to Cori.] So, should I be charging you winning lottery numbers too, or are you from a sane world in this time frame?

go! \o/..and sleep is a myth, Cori.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

[Hakuba raised an eyebrow at Perry and then snorted at his question. The dream was not something he will describe as a 'sane world'. He parked the car without a problem and got rid of the seatbelt.]

....if it's a myth, does that mean I don't really exist? D8

[darkmirror-vr2.livejournal.com]

Oh, perfectly sane. [Also unbuckling and getting out. He's totally not amused, really.] Dream beasts, disappearing towns, pumpkins in charge of construction. Nothing at all out of the ordinary.

[centurion-inc.livejournal.com]

[Perry has to ponder that statement a moment before getting out of the car.] Pumpkins? I thought those were supposed to turn into carriages, not build libraries. [And he's walking, leading the way to the Promise Land.]

No Cori, you dont' exist. The next tiem choose the blue pill.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

[He follows Perry to the club, after all he's the one who knows what are they doing]

Not the strangest thing I ever saw..unless the animals sing as well.

Well, damn.

[darkmirror-vr2.livejournal.com]

[A small frown as he follows as well.] I wish that was the case with this one.... [Glancing at Hakuba at his comment.] I fucking hope not. They're already aggravating as is.

[centurion-inc.livejournal.com]

They have surgeries for getting rid of their voice boxes. Works wonders. Maybe even on pumpkins. [Ta Da! Classy meet bar. There are waiters and everything. Bearing that in mind, Perry claimed a table on the fringe of activity, not too far from the bar]

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Actually, you can get rid of everything with surgery, I know people that probably tried it with his brain.

[Looks around the bar, not bad, but it's not like he cares much as long as they have alcohol. Sits.]

[darkmirror-vr2.livejournal.com]

[And Cori is going to be the odd man out and take time to actually look around the place. This wasn't a bar. This was too high-class to be a real bar.

But that should at least mean the booze was good, right? Also takes a seat.] A few lobotomies here and there might do the world some good, right?