Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34137906-20181102002958/@comment-24081778-20181115174033

[The group stayed to watch the ritual unfold. It was a wierd mixture of science and incantation, involving lot of switches and cables, chanting and spinning of turbines. After it was complete, Pericles called then over again for some food.]

Pericles: I assume you have no lodgings for the night. Please do come and stay in one of our yerts.

Brian: That's awfully kind of you, and you all seem like lovely people. But where we're from, cults don't have to best of reputations.

Pericles: Don't worry. I'm not trying to indoctrinate you. Everyone here knows about us. And Ross frowns upon any who cause suffering. The how the last set of Universes got wiped out - with one exception, so I'm told.

(If you want to know where I'm going with this watch my theory on The MyStreet Multiverse)

We don't all sleep in the yerts, just those who live far away. It's up to you.

Brian: Well, guys? What do you all think?