[oo1] Welcome to the Collective Imagination

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[The first thing you'll notice upon your arrival, aside from the immediate strangeness of the surroundings, is a long table--it looks like someone's prepared for a conference, though a very small one. Of course, all appearances of professionalism disappear upon seeing--well--a unicorn (or is it a Pegasus? It's purple, it has wings, it has cat paws

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[redwhitenbread]

[He isn't even sure why he is here. He should not be here. He has to hurry. If he can't make it in time, and he is already late, Sweden will have no supplies left to get through the winter.]

[Why is he here?]

[Who are they?]

[His eyes widen. Witches and wizards, since they have a magical animal with them and are dressed strangely? What do they want?]

[Latvia winces and shakes and starts to back away, very, very carefully.]

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[Unfortunately for any attempts to get away, he's noticed--by the magical animal. She's quick to bound over to him.]

It worked, it worked, people, people! Hi! What's your name?

[redwhitenbread]

[He shakes harder and shakes his head hastily.]

I d---don't meant to be here! I did n-not meant to interrupt! I w-will leave!

[he knows about witches and those others that belogn to the devil. he has been Christian for most of his life, after all.]

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[Aislanna... Just thinks he's silly, and the most fun she's had in a while.]

Well yeah 'cause you can't think about here to get here! I think. I mean I'm always here. But you're here now and you can't leave yet! [She smiles brightly, as much as a creature with a horse's mouth can.]

[scrapedlilies]

(One minute, she's under the tree at Auntie Hermione's backyard. The next, she in a room with three people she doesn't know and something that reminds her of a unicorn. The first thing that pops into Lily's head is 'cool!'.)

Oh, what's that say?

(She stares at the sign and carefully sounds out the word.)

IN-FOR-MAY-SHUN. Huh.

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Hey, sweetie! [Macy smiles.] Welcome to the Collective Imagination.

[scrapedlilies]

Hullo. I'm Lily.

(She smiles back, even though Mummy says she isn't supposed to talk to strangers.)

What is 'collective imagination'?

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Well, it's this place. Everything everyone imagines, I guess. I'm Macy, by the way.

[youthfuldreamer]

[Not too far away, a man dressed in gaudy green spandex and poofy orange leg warmers shows up, apparently doing vertical thumb-push ups; he doesn't notice the change in surroundings for nearly a solid minute.]

[Once he does though, Gai backflips onto his feet once more, looking around with wide eyes. Spotting the banner and table soon enough, he snaps his fingers and strides over purposefully.] Excuse me!

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[It's the superhero who is most interested in this arrival, and so he strides over purposefully to meet this newcomer.] Hello! I guess it really did work, huh...

[youthfuldreamer]

That it did!

.....Er. Presumably so. What did work?

[His matching enthusiasm fades briefly into confusion as he realizes he has no idea what they're talking about, but he recovers soon enough with a brilliant grin.] I see you and your comrades are offering information, sir! Might I ask what kind that might be?

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[Captain Awesome will match the grin with one of his own!] Bringing you here! And some others but you're definitely the coolest. Information about here.

[whitetempest]

[Caution and uncertainty are plain on his features, with a healthy dose of suspicion as he looks around. Conference table, okay... Strangers, sure, why not? ...is that some kind of bijuu over there? ...oh dear gods... please don't tell him that's Gai-sensei over there, sparkling at someone with equally horrid fashion sense...]

[The sign catches his eye.] ...information on what...? [Of course that comment was directed more to himself. That was beside the point.]

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On the Collective Imagination.

[whitetempest]

[Eyebrow raise, at both the comment and the eyes.] And the "Collective Imagination" is what, exactly?

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This place. Specifically, where all imagination comes together.

[playniceorelse]

[Russia has no idea how he has wandered into this place but right now he's far too occupied staring at the sign to really care much.]

Ah, information?

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Uh huh, so ask questions!

[playniceorelse]

[If he is fazed by the appearance of an odd-coloured pony...thing, Russia doesn't show it.]

Very well! Where is this?

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Umm, right here! It's in your head! Well not really but kinda! Everyone's heads!