[Action] Fourth Wall

[selfhelp]

BILLY KAPLAN will be either a) flying/teleporting around or b) wandering through the chaos just wondering what the hell is going on; he's never seen this in Luceti before, and it's definitely something to look at. He'll be watching for familiar faces, definitely, or just poking at interesting-looking people.

EDWARD ELRIC is, surprise! Back from his kidnapping. Sort of. Temporarily. And he's trying to get himself home, but who knows what he'll run into on the way... eh-heh.

ASCH is in Good Spirits, mostly unruffled because he's been through like five years of this madness and refuses to get his feathers ruffled. But he will anyway, because he's like that. You might catch him outside as well, if he decides he's had enough and tries to drown himself in the lake or something. (This is entirely possible.)



[ooc: please put who you want to ping in the subject line or something, this is a catch-all! And Ed's just back for 4th Wall, his real return will be a few days after this. |Db]

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[action] bwehehehe

[window_watching]

[Yes, who knows what (or who) he'll run into on the way home.

Does this confused woman look at all familiar? Because she remembers this place, but can't quite remember it all. Help out your mom, man.]

[action] oh god you're evil

[automailed]

[Oh god. Oh god. Thanks, Luceti, he didn't need that heart or anything.

He's not going to try and hide himself this time- he has no way to know if she remembers or not, but he isn't going to risk it. He learned his lesson already, and he'll never waste what little time he has with ever ever again.

He's beelining right for her.]

...Mom...

For BILLY

[nosyarg]

[Look who's appearing suddenly in front of you midflight. And he's so excited to meet you!]

It's Wiccan!

Yaaaaay!

[selfhelp]

[kjshdff SMALL FLYING TALKING THING, WHAT ARE YOU.

Billy can't help but stare. Is that... a cosplaying midget? Who recognizes him, apparently?]

Uh. Hi?

WHO ELSE

[appliedhelp]

[You know, when you have a superhero for a son, you come to expect a lot of strange things happening. Like your apartment being blown up by a Skrull and suddenly having two adopted sons.

Being whisked away to a place that's the complete opposite of New York wasn't quite on Rebecca's list of Strange Things to Expect. And so she wanders, occasionally covering her mouth with her fingers at some of the more unusual guests of this village (though, really, if this had been before her life got Stranger, she would've reacted with much more shock), but mostly just wishing she had her notepad. Think of all the things she could learn by just talking to some of these people and analyzing what they say...

And, of course, she's trying to find a way back. But it's a little hard to do so when no one else knows what's going on here.]

/muffled screaming

[selfhelp]

[Speaking of sons, her eldest is flying above her, scanning the crowd, when he spots her from above. At first he freezes in place, eyes wide, stunned. No. No way. No way.

And then he drops to the ground, hurrying to catch up with her, already reaching out. It's been so long.]

Mom!

[sassygayfonmaster]

[Apparently Asch is trying to drown himself in a lake.]

[This fate could have been avoided if he'd had a Sassy Gay Fon Master.]

Asch.

What.

What.

What are you doing?

[dissonates]

[Goddammit, Ion, he was just trying to WHAT THE HELL IS HE WEARING]

...Fon Master?

ASCHU

[mamaterasu]

[Oh, were you planning to drown yourself in this river, pretty haired boy? Well, Ammy's just about done roaming around exploring it.

By, y'know...running across its surface.

With her feet.







Yep.]

[dissonates]

[HE'S REALLY NOT TRYING TO KILL HIMSELF he just wanted some quiet, sob. But he is wandering around the edge of the lake when he spots a familiar wolf running the length of it.

...Whoa, he'd never seen her do that.]

Amaterasu?

Oh Billy, get ready...

[malleablementor]

[At some point, at Ben's insistence, a tall, lanky man with a hint of a beard will actually leave his mathematical calculations that'd already begun to fill the walls of Ben's apartment. And go knock on Billy's apartment door. If that fails, he'll just go and invent a Billy-Kaplan-Detecto-Tron out of rolled up newspaper, bits of string, and other odds and ends. Because he's Reed Richards and he can do that. Whenever he finds the young man, he'll wave politely.]

Mister Kaplan.

omg screaming

[selfhelp]

[Apartment it is! Thankfully when Teddy is not home because that would be messy And as soon as he opens the door it takes every bit of self-restraint not to slam the door in the man's face. It's been a long time since his time in prison, and he's not locked up here, and... well, he gave Tony a chance. Who knows when and where this Reed is from?

...Still. He's definitely on edge, moreso because he was greeted by name.]

...Mr. Richards, sir.

[30feetback]

[Don't drown yourself Asch, don't let those tasty looking ears and legs and everything go to waste.

There's a rustling nearby, in a tree, or perhaps a bush? Who can say. But what's this? For a split second there's a figure, disappearing from the corner of your eye. It's none other than Hollywood superstar...

Shia LaBeouf.]

omg wat fjkdshfkjds

[dissonates]

[Goddammit, you crazies, he's just trying to enjoy the peace and quiet.

It's pretty hard to sneak up on the spy-types, but it's not like the sneak is being subtle. At the flash of movement, Asch scowls and turns to look in that direction, hand on his sword.]

Who the hell's out there!?

[ACTION OR SOMETHING]

[supersoldiered]

[Among the swarm of displaced wingless people is an equally displaced Eli. He's got ref-white-and-blue wings, presently puffed out in annoyance as he sits in Good Spirits sipping on some bubbly drink from a world he's never heard of glaring out the window at the mobs.

Hmph. You don't get this kind of pampering in Kin'corra.]

[ELI BAYBAYYYYY]

[selfhelp]

[Oh my god. That is a very familiar bald head he's looking at from the doorway of the bar.]

Eli? Hey- Eli! Is that you?

ASCH// I feel that it's tradition to tag you every year

[thiefmaster]

[This one here had just gotten into this place--]

What're you doin'?! [Have a thief attempting to stop Asch from jumping into the lake.]

I'm okay with this

[dissonates]

[Oi, monkey boy, mind your own business.]

I'm walking. What are you doing, besides bothering complete strangers?

BILLYYYYY

[katanarama]

[It's no secret that Deadpool has a handy-dandy-teleport belt with his face on it. Which is totally the reason why when he catches sight of Billy teleporting and flying around, Deadpool decides to pay him a visit. By teleporting over to him, because man is there a lot of people around.

...

Okay. Not above him. Damn belt. Never listens to what he says. Or thinks?

Hm. He can't exactly fly, so... he's falling down towards you, Billy!] Heads up! Precious cargo in freefall!

Re: BILLYYYYY

[selfhelp]

[Billy almost misses the sound above him, hearing the call about half a second before the falling body crashes right into him, sending them both tumbling. Thankfully he manages to get his wits about him and stops them both mid-fall before they crash through someone else's roof, too.

Only when they've stopped does he get a look at who hit him, though. And- oh dear.]

Y-you're Deadpool!

[Thaaaaaat is not who he'd expected. At all.]

[usedcarelesswhisper]

[Hope you weren't actually planning on drowning yourself, Asch! Because someone is about to interrupt that.

Suddenly, behind Asch, it's a shirtless guy playing a saxophone! And he's playing a very sexy sax riff, at that. ... Come to think of it, it sounds an awful lot like that one George Michael song. You know, the one with the saxophone. Here's hoping you actually liked it, because you'll be hearing a lot of it!]

[dissonates]

[.........why are all the weirdos bothering him...

Asch shoots the sax guy an irritated look and starts wandering away. He can drown himself have his peace and quiet elsewhere.]

billy boy

[archaeologic]

[Hey Billy, it's Indiana Jones. Legitimately. Heading your way through the crowd. What do you do?]

o~h where have you been

[selfhelp]

[Scream like a girl and pass out?

Okay, not really, but- almost. There is most definitely a lot of obvious, wide-eyed gawking and jaw-dropping and maybe a bit of muffled screaming and oh god Billy don't ask him if he thinks using a fridge to survival a nuclear explosion is stupid it wasn't any worse than the plane raft thing-]

You know what. FUCK IT I wanted to do this at fourth wall but forgot. FIGHT ME. /spams

[eyecondition]

[So while Billy was teleporting around, he got the attention of another teenage mutant-type. Teleporting mutants were probably all collected into the Luceti branch of X-men, right? So he'll be the perfect person to fill Scott in on what he's missed while he was away. He approaches Billy before he can poof away again, clapping him gently on the shoulder.]

Hey! Okay, this is probably going to sound weird, but just bear with me for a second. I'm trying to see if my friends are still here. Do you know a Kurt Wagner, Rogue, or Ororo Munroe?

[He's not even trying to segregate mutantkind to its own island or have Billy killed or anything. And maybe I sometimes think about apping him again and want to see how this CR would go WHAT.]

I CAN TAKE IT

[selfhelp]

[Huhwhatwait OH WOW YOUNG CYCLOPS that's... not weird at all.

Billy pauses, letting the magic fizzle out of existence around him, eyes wide in surprise.]

Uh- wow- yeah, actually. They're all here in the village. Logan, too.