BeanieBaggie

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Jo watched the book, reading the response as it came in, and waiting until the hand went away to respond. "...Sorry, but as far as I know, that could be a holog- Er, a vision. A ghost image. So, I can't believe you." She responded, figuring she'd be better off using watered-down explanations of things rather than their names. "Walk through the book? I don't think it's big enough for you to fit in. However, "the next convenient time" is approaching quickly." She looked up, watching as her car flew to her home, yard underneath and parking spot soon approaching. "I'll take the book out of the car, and set it down on my way in. If you intend to use fire, I can NOT have you inside. Since you seem to have no exposure to platforms, I need you to understand some things. Do not approach the edge without me. Do not burn anything. Do not harm my car, and the sidewalk moves. It's a grey strip in the yard that leads straight up to my door. I will be inside the house, because the air outside gives me headaches. Just approach the door, I'll have it set to automatically open." She paused, tapping her pen as she thought and as the car parked itself. "Also, be kind to my robot- I call her Nan. She's as much my family as my father. And, if you see a dark cloud approach, get in either my car, or my house immediately. Those are from below, and make people super sick." She looked out of the car, to her medium, angular, yellow house, and the green plastic grass and colorful plastic flowers around it. "I'm getting out now, So, in about the time it'll take you to count to ten, you'll be free to do whatever. I'll be watching from my window." Once she finished writing, she took a breath, and got out of the car, putting the book, open, on the ground near the sidewalk. The skies above her were clear, a hint of sunrise off in the distance, and the air was brisk, though, she didn't mind. There was a slight breeze in the air, carrying the distant smells of the city. And before the next breeze could blow, a breathless Jo was already in her house, peeking out a slit in the blinds in the window by her door.

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oh, also, jo's car is big enough for another person. like, it's got about the same amount of room as basic sedan

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"..I don't know, it's just an absurd thing that came to mind. Though, you're forgetting cows used to be good for leather, too. Maybe they still are for you...?" Jo responded upon reading the words. "Huh. That sounds like technology to me. I mean, a long long time ago, my ancestors removed a whole country from the map with just two bombs. The platforms I live on were built with it, and almost everyone here can live for however long they want to, thanks to it. Ageing can't be helped, and there are limitations on it, though." She shrugged, taking another sip of soda. "Oh, no, I mean like, I've been told that if any is up here, it'll kill me. Or well, anyone who touches it. So, er, if you don't mind, I'll return it, too, when I return the map." She looked at the dirt nervously, tapping her pen. "Really? I've never seen a bird in real life. They don't fly high enough, and if they somehow get up here, they die. I don't know why. There are really that many kinds of birds? That's amazing!" She cracked a smile as she thought about birds, drawing a crude picture of one in the margins as she thought. "Oh, wow. That sounds really co-" Her writing was interrupted by a hand popping out of the book. She moved back quickly, tensing up with a slight, startled gasp. A few of the people that were in the shop looked at her, and so she decided to make herself act as if it were a normal hologram. "Yes, your hand is still-" She paused, the hand retracting- "... Was here. It startled me, but at least it's not fire. Don't do a single THING until I tell you it's ok. Also, I need you to hold onto some things for me. You can have some of them if you like." She wrote quickly, moving her fries onto the book, sending them over, then her drink- a typical plastic cup, with a plastic lid, with a plastic straw to suck the carbonated cola out of, then the map and the dirt that was neatly wrapped up in a paper napkin. She then got up, and exited the building, rushing to her car, opening it and getting in as quickly as possible. "..I'm in my car. Do not use fire, or anything big, please. It's a very small space. I'm on my way home so if you want to wait to do something big, it's a possibility." she wrote, turning on her hovercar, and setting thecourse for her home.

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yeah, it would be. I haven't decided on a size limit for the books' limit yet, but I'm 100% sure a person can fit through.

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"Yeah. Please don't send me fire again. I know magic isn't real, but science is. Even if I saw someone make a real, live cow fall from the sky and start doing a dance in a skirt, I wouldn't believe it was magic. I don't think you can change my mind about that." She paused as the items came up again, putting the menu back, and grabbing the strange paper. It smelled strange- similar to her books, but with more human contact, and really stood out. She folded it and hid it under the book, looking up at the robot waitress that brought her fries and soda. IT beeped for payment, and in response shot out a little scanner, which Jo put her hand on. A quick flash, and the robot went away, leaving jo to her book. "Sorry, the robo-waitress brought my food. I don't think you're lying, but I do think you're maybe misinformed. Or something. Humans can't generate fire like that, without technology. " She paused, furrowing her brows slightly. "Enemy? Are you in danger?" She slid the map from under the book, glancing at how strange it was. "...Stay safe, if that's the case. Tell me when I can send your map back. And, don't worry, I hate that foam too. But, I can't have fire where I am." She sighed, beginning to pick at her fries and sip at her soda, looking out the window at the clouds, until she noticed words fading back in her book again. "..Earth? That's the planet I live on.... OH! IT'S SOIL! DIRT!" She wrote excitedly, looking at the pile next to her with renewed surprise. "I've been told that the soil below here is toxic. Hills? Fields? Your world is sounding more and more..." She paused, looking for a word. "...Fantastical. Unreal. At least, to me. Also, YOU HAVE BIRDS???" She couldn't scribble out enough excited question marks at the thought of birds. "How big are they? Are they pretty like the ones on T.V.? Do you have flightless birds, too?" She paused, making herself grab some fries, put a few in her mouth, and move on. "Sorry if I'm asking too much. Also, I only sent you a menu from the restaurant I'm in. it's nothing much. It's as simple as, well..." She looked around, settling on her cup. "Simple as drinking soda. I'd say breathing, but sometimes the air outside gives me a headache, and on windy days, air can literally escape your lungs, so it's a bit harder than that." She skipped a few lines before continuing. "What are seers? Do they predict the future? If they don't have anything better than a simple menu, they're not gonna get far. And, I can kind of tell I seem weird to you. You've never seen a *menu*, let alone heard of a robot." She responded, drawing a line under and forcing herself to stop. She looked away from the book, to the clouds outside, not noticing that she dropped a fry into the book.

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well, it is sweet. and it is spicy too. It's like the guys put straight capsaicin in the fudge and its amazing. too bad it's a 3 on my scale of spice :T Oh, also, I forgot to describe the holographic menu in my reply. want me to fix it there, or just tell you here?

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ah that's awesome uwu also i discovered there is nothing better than giving spicy fudge to a (jerk)friend who trusts you and cant handle spicy fudge. I mean like, not in a dickish way or anything, but like one of those friends where you both minorly inconvenience each other with affection. (sidenote is minroly even a word??)

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ahha oh wow fun! I wish I got more than 1 inch of snow a year. And dude it's totally ok, I get it. You're ok though, right?

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I've discovered spicy fudge isn't as good as previously thought.

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Jo scrambled away from the book as the flower began to change, finding herself unable to make a noise as it grew into something bigger, and more sinister. It grew enough to threaten the fire alarms, and as quickly as it had come and forced Jo to press her back against the wall, it vanished. By the time Jo had managed to peel herself from the wall, the robot had come over, and begun to clean up the foam. "My Temperature Sensors Detect A Large Difference In Temperature Here. Is There Trouble?" The robot buzzed at Jo, not looking up from its work. "..n-No. Not any more. I fixed it." She replied, moving to the book- which by now was dry and foamless, and picked it up. "Alright. Protocol Forces Me To Have To Shut The Store Down For At Least An Hour To Check For Faulty Wiring, And Other Hazards. Please Take A Break. JO BAXTER, I Will Ping You In Approximately 59 Minutes." The robot buzzed once more. Silently, Jo nodded, and handed her apron over to the robot, holding the book open in one hand as writing came in. She carefully took a breath as she approached the exit, holding it as she moved quickly to the next building over, and entering. It happened to be a small diner, and by the time she had sat down, a strange brown substance, with strange green strips had appeared in her book. Confused, she grabbed some napkins and moved the strange substance onto it, before reading. "... No, It can't be. It's convincing, I do admit that, But it's been proved that there is no magic in this world. Or, well, where I am, if saying that will prevent you from shooting fire at me again." She began, her handwriting back to almost normal. "What I sprayed was a fire extinguishing foam. It smothers flames. Or, well, it's supposed to. Don't eat it, you will hurl, and it tastes absolutely toxic. But, wait, it came over to you?" She asked, looking at the small pile of substance- tabled "land" by the book, that was beside her. "I've never seen this "land" stuff before. What's this green stuff in it? It looks like turf, but... Less shiny, and less hard and plastic-y. I never intended to call you a child, just explain why I was explaining a lot. And, I never once called you stupid. But, if you're not a roleplayer, things make a lot less sense. At risk of offending you again (And, I really hope I do not), Are you in a mental institution? I've heard things in those places run differently, so it would explain how odd you seem to me." She paused, looking up at a robotic waitress that arrived, and ordered a small order of fries, and a soda. "I am Jo. My name is on the front page. I told you, I live on the upper platforms of the BlueBell platform system, high above the clouds." She paused, looking around the diner, and grabbed a small holographic menu, with a picture of the whole platform system on it. "This is a rough illustration of what I live on. Please send it back when you are done looking at it." She wrote, drawing a line, and placing the menu on the book. It sank in, captivating Jo as it disappeared into the book.