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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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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[He glowers at him and there's a current that runs over his skin that's barely visible.]
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Or don't. Secretly, he'd probably rather not. ]
I doubt anyone will call you that.
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[He looks at it then pushes a hand through his hair, shocked that he did that]
Oh my gosh.
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