Ryees tumbles out of a small portal, sword in hand, and rolls through the dirt. He stands, and shouts, "Do you have to shoot Chaos magic at EVERY-?!" before glancing around and taking in his surroundings. He dusted himself off, straightened his tunic, and coughed slightly.

Wonderful. I look like a git now.

He scans his surroundings more thoroughly; recognizing a few from the Time Wasters, he moves towards them, hand casually draped over his sword hilt. "Erm... Any idea where we are?" he asks, somewhat confused.

FourLegged wanders into the dimension and quietly peeks around at the various and sundry stalls.

Looking around, Grant wonders where everyone went.

*A brawl suddenly comes down the street, composed entirely of Germ Ants. A Germ Ant wearing a yukata uses a poi from a goldfish scooping game to deflect dull darts from a balloon game thrown by a Germ Ant in jeans, a t-shirt, and a baseball cap (and, oddly enough, a mullet hairstyle), who in turn is a dodging a broken caber being swung by a Germ Ant in a kilt. They all do their best to avoid being trampled by the bull-shaped Germ Ant being ridden by a Germ Ant dressed as a cowboy.*

"Well that's something you don't see every day." Grant remarks as he eats his nacho fries, kicking a foot out to trip one of the Germs.

*Kagura pops into existence next to Grant and steals one of his nacho fries* "What are you talking about Grant? We see that sort of thing around here all the time. Where have you been looking?"

"I was talking about that kilt." he replies, pointing to the odd Scottish-looking Germ Ant.

*The Germ Ant in question swats Grant with the caber for insulting his kilt. This throws Grant between the dart thrower and the goldfish scooper.*

Nimbly dodging away, Grant makes sure his nacho fries stay free of fish and dirt, waiting for the raucous to move on.

*The Germ Ants continue to brawl, drawing in another one with a mallet from a nearby "test your strength" game.*

Gaea stands gracefully in her goddess robes, looking around. "How odd..." she murmurs.

Ari appears at some distance behind the Germ Ant stampede, dressed in some drab red and white striped carnival employee outfit.  A push broom in her hand she mindlessly sweeps up the plastic darts and other debris left in the wake of the Germ Ants' carnage.

EoJ looks around "What the heck is this place then?"

Gaea appears behind EoJ. "I'm not very sure, myself," she states.

"Aight, as long as I'm not the only confused one, that's cool." he says simply, looking around.

Although Gaea is supposed to be a goddess, she gets a childlike excited gleam in her eye. "But doesn't it look fun?!" she exclaimes, looking at all the rides.

*Yet another Germ Ant wanders over, with a stick which once had some sort of food on it in his mouth.*

Well, it's the Omni-Festival, innit? The ultimate celebration.

** Santos flies overhead casting a huge shadow across the many celebrations.  He seems to be following a smoke trail to a large food tent.  Landing heavily, he swallows an entire roasted pig in one gulp... **
"Mmmmm Appetizers..."

** He looks up with a start. **
"Oh hey guys.  When did all this get here?

It's always been here. We, on the other hand, just arrive a while back.

It hasn't always been here, Germ. Let's be moderately realistic in spite of our setting. It's been here since the Asylum, Dungeoneering, Airline and... that other thread that I can't recall right now collided and formed an unholy union of insanity and neon lights.

"Pretty sure this place was here before ASWoT was even invented honestly. Sure, nobody knew about it... but still." Grant corrects everyone as he calmly steps out of the crowd of Germ Ants, still nomming on his fries, which always seem to be full no matter how many he eats.

"So...um...how did we get here? Gaea asked, looking around curiously.

"It's simple, really. Everyone's "here". Some people just take longer to realize that they ARE "here"." Grant explains casually as he sips a cup that came out of thin air, and disappears just as quickly as he lets go of it. "Kinda like... a subconscious thing, I suppose."

*continued to sweep*  Joy!

*The Germ Ant chewing on the stick speaks up again.*

Grant's got it right on how long the festival's been here.

*Steps to the side so as not to get in the way of Aribeth's sweeping.*

The Omni-Festival is the ultimate expression of festivity and celebration, so it's existed and been here as long as anyone anywhere has celebrated something. When someone comes up with a new form of festival, a new section is added.
This message was last edited by the GM at 12:48, Sat 26 Mar 2011.