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[secretsorcerer]

Fucking hell Dad, I told you to leave the transporter beam ALONE. You NEVER LISTEN TO ME. And now I'm stuck in fuck knows where with a computer that looks like it's from the bloody STONE AGE.

Ugh.

Hope you're happy, mum and dad. Maybe I'll never make it home again.

What a travesty that would be.

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[moirabyrne]

A transporter beam?

I take it you manged to land here unintentionally, too.

You wouldn't happen to know someone called the Doctor, would you?

[shut_up_wesley]

What kind of transporter beam? I, kinda know my way around a few types, maybe I can help? My name's Wes, by the way, who are you?

[secretsorcerer]

Fucked if I know. My dad likes to buy them from the antique shop down the road and tinker with them. He's never been able to get them to work before, but I still kept telling him he shouldn't be messing with crap like that. All I know is this one was a little goldish looking... thing.

Hi Wes, I'm Jethro, and I'm less interested in my dad's stupid toys than in where the hell I am. Mind helping me with that?

[shut_up_wesley]

Well, you're in a town cut off from normal space-time about two hours from Toronto, Canada. It's called Aternaville and I've been here for a few months now.

Antique shop? What year are you from? I'm from the 24th century, myself, and, gold Could be Cardassian unfortunately I'd have to see it, you wouldn't have to have a piece of it with you?