WOULD
YOU MIND IF I BOUGHT YOU FELLAS A DRINK?” SISY invites with a
smile. UDGD looks over to IMRM, and IMRM looks over to
UDGD.
“Only if you'll buy me the best thing
on the menu too,” Mr. Honkers responds with a smooth afro-jiggle.
SISY nods in an exaggerated manner, and the four again take their
seats.
“FOUR SCREAMING ALES, BUDDY!” SISY
calls to the orcish bartender as he slings out a bag of sins for
the drinks. The large creature quickly serves up a round of drinks
to the three cool dudes and one less-than-cool dude. SISY takes a
big gulp of his ale, and looks over to the men sitting to his
right.
“SO YEAH. I'VE NEVER SEEN FOLKS LIKE
YOU AROUND HERE IN THE CRIMSON KINGDOM. WHERE'YA FROM? ARE YOU ONE
OF THOSE OVERLORD GUYS THAT RUNS AROUND DIMENSIONS AND KILLS
FOLKS?” SISY asks with a wide, stupid smile. UDGD looks over to his
new acquaintance to speak, but Mr. Honkers answers
first.
“Well, noobster, we're from another
dimension alright. A land of pathetic nerds that do nothing but sit
in their basements and play tabletop roleplaying games all day.
They have an amazing, almighty king, though, and it's me. I'm on a
mighty quest to-”
“I met these two yesterday. They agreed
t’ show me the way t’ somethin’ I need,” UDGD interrupts, not
wanting the idiot to tarnish his reputation in this new, manly
land. SISY laughs and Mr. Honkers huffs in a most juvenile
manner.
“THAT'S GREAT! WHAT ARE YA' LOOKIN'
FOR?” he asks as if they were best friends. UDGD frowns.
“I appreciate it, but it's none of
y’business,” the Axeman says, making it clear that the secret
integrity of his quest for the Fountain of Testosterone is not one
that can be treated lightly. SISY frowns, but in the most comical
way that a person could frown in, noting more so UDGD's foul
attitude, than SISY actually being offended by that attitude. Mr.
Honkers nods in agreement and IMRM does not lift his gaze from his
drink, staring into the depths of the flask in thought.
“Well then, alrighty. I can take a
hint,” SISY says, much quieter now feeling that his usual booming
voice would be inappropriate to properly convey his message. UDGD
half tilts his head as if to say “it's fine.”
“Yeah, whatever,” he says. SISY grins.
He thinks that UDGD's a pretty cool guy.
“Cool, so, eh, where are you guys
really from?” The bloodiest of the men asks the other
three.
“I haven't traveled around much, but
I've been told that I'm from a subspace realm. Ya' know, the
dimensional space between real dimensions? Like this place,” UDGD
claims grimly as he takes a gulp from his drink. SISY nods his head
and takes a gulp of his own before continuing.
“I haven't traveled around dimensions
much either. It all seemed sort of beyond me. I mean, who the hell
really does that sort of stuff?” The long-haired swordsman states
with a shrug. Mr. Honkers looks offended.
“Pfft, I do, you scrub! You would have
known that if you were important, like me!” the short, brown man
states, raising his goggles just a moment to reveal a pair of
angry, peculiarly-shaped eyes.
“Hmm, I'm not important, eh? Say,
Death; does this guy call folks names often?”
“All the time,” UDGD
answers.
“Well, I 'spose that's fine. I've been
called worse things than “unimportant” for sure. But that aside,
where are you from;... Mr. Honkers, right?” SISY asks with a
friendly smile. Mr. Honkers smiles in turn.
“I'm from the greatest dimension of all
time, of course. I am its king, obviously, and I have infinite
girlfriends to--”
“The two of us are from the same
dimension that the O.E.L. are from: Dimension #1,” IMRM interrupts.
UDGD and SISY each raise a brow in intrigue. If their dimension is
#1, then these two must actually be seriously strong. What UDGD and
SISY misunderstand is that a dimension's number does not correspond
to how powerful its inhabitants are in comparison to those of other
dimensions, but the order in which dimensions
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