Dec. 5th, 2022

defenderofdesmoines: (annie - does not compute)
Annie was falling. But was 'falling' the word to use here? Maybe 'hurtling' was better, since she wasn't falling towards the ground -- she, America, and Stephen (who seemed to have thrown himself in after them? Good.) were hurtling through star-shaped portal after star-shaped portal through...world, after world, after world.

Through space. Through a cavern of geodes. Through a city that seemed to be POPULATED BY GIANT INSECTS? Into the ocean, where Annie's lungs instantly filled, and she was gratified that both she and Stephen reached for America upon realizing they were all drowning, just for that second. Then New York -- her New York? Maybe. They were there for a half-second -- then a world with tiny robots (cute), then a much-less-cute world where there were entirely too many bones everywhere, then they passed dinosaurs, and that was awesome but also even more of a fleeting nightmare for Annie than Kamar-Taj had been.

But never fear, of course, because they weren't staying there. Annie, America and Stephen, flailing arms out towards one another to stay connected, were turned into cartoons, then cubed (and that was a lot of screaming, Stephen, but like...mood), then splashed through one dimension as paint -- PAINT! -- before hurtling (that really was the word) through several more worlds in rapid succession and landing in...a park?

A park. A park, and solid ground.

Annie was just going to lay here in the grass and stare at the sky and breathe hard for a second, thank you. America seemed to be breathing next to her, too, so that would do for right now. At some point, she'd have to thank Five for desensitizing her stomach to portaling back in 1963, because she barely even wanted to hurl right now. Barely.

Multiverse travel makes you pukey )

Time for exposition )

[[NFI, NFB but OOC is always wonderful! Taken from Dr. Strange in the Multiverse of Madness and preplayed with the lovely [personal profile] scarlet_chaos!]

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