Promote your story with the dialog game (but sfw only)

[Leyelle]

Melissa: Honey, my son is 15, it shifts your perspective, twenties is practically a baby doll.

[abigaillmartin]

Houdini: I’m also Hungarian, not German. Well, gotta go now I have a show.

runs away from Elsie as she tries to hug him

Elsie: Come back! ️

[Vikthetoonaddict]

Blue Fedora: (Is from 1935 and has no idea what a hippie is, but trying so hard to play it cool) Ah! Yes, my parents were indeed some...hip...peas.

(Trying to change the topic) And, it's a pleasure to meet you, 'Lissa! My Otto is a tall fellow, so I can relate. I've worn more than a couple of his taxi driver uniforms for fun.

[Leyelle]

pulp superheroes? idk what those are sorry

[Leyelle]

Melissa: Mine's not awfully tall, not exactly what Mexican's are known for, my ma just made me to-go sized. her prerogative I guess

[Vikthetoonaddict]

Otto: (Slowly realizing that the sudden appearance of Houdini may be a sign of a rift in the space-time continuum.)

Huh...Do... you know any magic tricks? Mr...Houdini.

[Vikthetoonaddict]

1930s superheroes. Like early Superman, Batman, etc.

[abigaillmartin]

Wellington: walks through the hole that Houdini made Hippie. That’s what I was.

[Leyelle]

they were Jewish creations? huh, learn something new everyday

[abigaillmartin]

Houdini: poofs in front of him with a cloud of smoke What’s that behind your ear.

Otto: yelps

Houdini: No seriously. What is this?

he pulls out his lost milk can behind Otto’s ear

Houdini: I’ve been looking for you everywhere! Haha!

Otto: claps anyway even though he’s freaked out

[Vikthetoonaddict]

Blue Fedora: (Realizing that she may have let a ton of people in through a rift in several dimensions)

Huh. I need to fix that time machine.

Wellington: What was that, Darling?

Blue Fedora: NOTHING! (nervous laughter) You seem like a charming, professional fellow, what do you do for a living?

[abigaillmartin]

Me: Otto, babe, this whole thing is a rip in the space time continuum.

Me: takes a selfie

Elsie and the gang: looks at the phone; Ernest examines it and is super curious

[abigaillmartin]

Wellington: I’m chief of food safely and regulations across the UK. But I’m also part a health and safety of the House of Commons sometimes.

[abigaillmartin]

Eric: WOAH!! You really made a riff in the space time continuum!

Winston: This is amazing!

Eric: ERNEST MCDERMOTT!? ️🧡

Wellington: Holds up his axe

Eric: Ahhh! Why is he here!?

Winston: I dunno!!

Wellington: smirks Well. There’s no egg trafficking in this dimension. Who would care for a cup of tea?

[Vikthetoonaddict]

Blue Fedora: (Trying to change the topic away from a potentially collapsing multiverse) So, you, have a little one, 'Lissa! That sounds delightful. I do plan on children eventually...I'm thinking of naming my firstborn...Ariel.

[abigaillmartin]

Ernest: whispers to Blue Don’t worry. I made a billion rifs with my time machine.

Rosie: Shhhh.

Elsie: Did you say time-

Rosie: Elbows Elsie

[abigaillmartin]

Ernest and Rosie: We are thinking about Cían, Charlotte and Edmund.

Roy: Eleanor, Daisy… ummm

Elsie: Harry?

Roy: Yeah Harry.

Houdini: is flattered by the fact they’ll name their future son after him

[abigaillmartin]

Houdini: Me and Bess just learned that we couldn’t have any children. I can only dream. sobs

Wellington: offers him a cup of tea It’ll get better. Sorta.

Houdini: What?

Wellington: Nothing.

[Leyelle]

Melissa: Oh he'd be furious if I called him little, but yes, I do have one of my own, his name is "Drigo" a little devil just like his father, they're two peas in a pod really, both stylish as jays, and won't get off my back about my shirt-dresses, my goodness

Cían,

Melissa: to Ernest and Rosie That's a darling name. I wanted to name my son Isaiah, but it didn't seem to work with the last name.

[Leyelle]

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