This is a placeholder for the newest thread in the continuing adventures of Oak, GMed by Tadeusz.  :)

In reply to Oak (msg # 1):

Spinning, giggling, dwerfing, you pelt down a rollercoaster track chasing a Robot Mouse chasing the coaster...

And you're sitting up, with your eyes running, and nose stuffed, and the smell of onion heavy in the air.  Beneath you is a slick and flat, white colored surface with long lines running to the near horizon that are two yards apart, and go in parallel lines far to the left and right.

In the sky above are white dots larger than stars.

:: Dearest LORD, please guard and guide me now, I pray... ::

:: Ring, are you online?  Please acknowledge.  If so, begin monitoring and recording.  Summarize contents of any available transmissions. ::

:: Are you awake yet, dear daughter? ::

I examine the white colored surface to see if it is in fact made of onion.

Then I experimentally attempt to use my clairvoyant senses to get an aerial view of my surroundings...

In reply to Oak (msg # 3):

Ring doesn't respond.

#119 doesn't either.  You feel as if she was shocked by the versing experience.

You feel a sense of peace as you pray.

Tastes like onion...

Looking about you from above, you spot the curve of the onion.  Its far off, but this onion must be far smaller than the Earth.  Also, you see a worm with its pincered face sticking out of the onion.  Its twenty feet wide across the face. You spot several holes in the onion surface.