Crankshaft Rafflesian: We're Past the Tutorial Thank God!

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Geezer: Ah shoot.. Actually I gotta do one thing quick. Gotta do you a quick reading Lex.
Lex: I thought you were hungry?
Geezer: Damn hungry but this is standard and I don't wanna get my cards all gross on burger juice. Gotta do a reading.
Lex: Why?
Geezer: It'll help me know if you're as squishy as you look.. plus something is a bit off and I wanna investigate.
Lex: I mean... alright I guess. I'm not surprised you're into some witchy stuff.
Geezer: I'm not. Now catch, 5 second rule if you miss.



He flings a set of three cards from his sleeve tactically. You try to grab ahold of them.
Something caught you though. A voice rings through your head, almost transparent as you try to process your surroundings. You're a long way from Kansas.



"Lex?"
Lex: Yeah that's me...
"Did you fuck up."
Lex: I think I goofed... I think the world broke for a moment.
You're pretty far from where you were just a moment ago.
"You can hear me this time?"
Lex: I'm not even sure who you actually are..
"Call me Jam for now."
Lex: Why?
"It's a working name until we think of something better. And also it's what people used to call you on the dumb chatlogs we used to do."
Lex: Oh god you're one of my old forum friends aren't you?
Jam: Nope. I'm the part of you that's got your shit together. Hi.




Lex: You're me?
Jam: Almost. You think therefore I am. And I got all those old juicy details packed in my head that you're too nervous to admit outloud.
Lex: Prove it, coward.
Jam: Well... I know you once wiped your hands on someone's coat after eating hotwings. I know this is the third time you broke that exact same arm. I know you spend 3 months as a redhead in high school trying to get the attention of someone you liked.
Lex: It looked good.
Jam: It did! And I know...



Jam: You've always wanted someone to dip you like this.
Lex: Oh.... does this count?
Jam: No.
Lex: Damn.
Jam: And I can say fuck, you coward.
Lex: You caved in.
Jam: That doesn't make me any less powerful.
Lex: So... you really are me then huh?
Jam: Almost? I don't think I am but I've been there but also I think I might be real now? I'm not so sure on that though...
Lex: Right now you're real to me.
Jam: That means a lot you know? I get a little existential about this sort of thing sometimes... plenty of people don't like to acknoweldge it.
Lex: I mean... I don't know. You're in front of me right now, you give me some really good old friend vibes, and I rather not think I've actually just full on unreality'd out of existence?
Jam: Trust me, you're not the last one or I'd be feeling pretty crazy too.
Lex: It's good to hear it from someone who understands... even if it's sorta me but not really.
Jam: Of course, you deserve that much.



Lex: Yeah well...
Jam: Plus... think of it as an advance incase I go and embarass you.
Lex: Nothing you say is gonna embarass me.
Jam: No shame?
Lex: None.
Jam: Good... because I'm fumbling a bit.
Lex: Shut up, you're doing fine.
Jam: I mean uh... outside.
Lex: Where?
Jam: In the real world. They had to replace our sling again. I tripped.
Lex: Ah... Are you out there?
Jam: Yeah... I'm kind of a klutz turns out!
Lex: That's in character, they won't notice.
Jam: Dotty is comforting me. She packed us some stuff for the trip so we aren't in PJs for the first day. I think Geezer noticed I'm not you.
Lex: I'm sure it's fine. We'll just... have to figure out what this is first.
Jam: Can you take back the wheel? He's legit spooked. Like, garlic and religious texts spooked. I've never seen a grown ass man afraid he's fucked up this bad in my life.
Lex: Course. You alright yourself?



Jam: Yeah.. just talk to me more alright?
Lex: If you're still here later, of course.