barry allen (
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time_fragment_main2018-01-19 12:51 pm
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[How does this happen. How. How. Barry moves out of the way when he sees a stampede of...vikings?! He's standing out on a sidewalk somewhere downtown, not seeing a familiar sight anywhere. At least not like how it is back home. He sends out the all video signal]
Just what the heck is going on here?! Who's Gideon? Where am I?!
[He's hyperventilating or close enough to it, not amused at what is going on, and tries to make sense of it all.]
Just what the heck is going on here?! Who's Gideon? Where am I?!
[He's hyperventilating or close enough to it, not amused at what is going on, and tries to make sense of it all.]
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Does your corner of the multiverse have people that aren't as contrite?
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Did you seriously never consider that Harrison Welles might actually be responsible for all those metahumans?
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Oh! Jeeze!
[He drops his phone with another annoyed sound. Immediately, he gets down to pick it up. If Savitar looks closely,
he would see that there's the barest traces of electricity along his fingers]
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Been rolling around on a wool carpet, have we?
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Clap your hands together, then go like this. [ He demonstrates clapping his hands together once and then pushing them outwards like he's shoving something away. If it's what he suspects, that should do...something, anyway. ]
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Two: I'm starting to see why Joe West dislikes you so much.
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[He wanders over to a park where he can set the phone down, propping it up a little. When his hands are finally free, he claps his hand and pushes outward, eyes widening almost comically when lightning bolts look like they're shooting from his hands and into a tree]
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Hello?
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[hes on the grass and there’s definitely a charred tree nearby]
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[Eventually, Barry stirs and moans, sitting up. He’s confused as to where he is and sits up straighter when he sees him]
...I was hoping all that was a dream.
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How did this happen?!
[ he’s not screeching; just speaking rapidly at a high pitch ]
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Yeah, I go around, running straight into Dark Matter for fun.
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Why would I—what—No!
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