@gunsliiinger gets some ghostie
he thought about it-- in whatever what a spirit can think. to visit. contemplating within the astral plane, time moving and not moving. he can’t shake the simple fact that he feels an unfamiliar sense of peace. like the boredom he’d learned to love in the stadium, but... better. freer. but there was still so much tethering him to chaos ridden earth. well. four people, to be exact. but even in this peaceful nothingness, that number loomed mighty and overwhelming. what could be possibly say... to any of them?
he needs a practice round. someone who can relay in case it’s a one off thing. he thinks maybe it is. he thinks this timeless place maybe finite, after all. the thought has no sooner manifested than he has within some world, not real, but not of his own making either.
“ you’re, uh, john, right? ”












