15th Transmission: Fourth Wall Episode II The Fourth Wall Strikes Back! [Action!]

[thefinaljedi]

[When Luke woke up that morning, he got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that there was something strange going on. Sound flooded his senses, and Artoo had rolled into his room, bleeping excitedly. Apparently there were a lot of new people in the village today, and the droid was pretty annoyed. More than usual.

He grabbed up his things, clipped on his lightsaber, and headed out into the rather large number of strangers that'd gathered around Luceti.]

You weren't kidding, Artoo. There are a lot of New Feathers this time around.

[Only, he was beginning to notice...these people didn't have wings. That was new. That hadn't happened before, ever, to his knowledge.]

What's going on?

[Luke makes his rounds as usual, albeit slightly slower, heading around to the Village Clinic, the Battle Dome, the Tea Shop, and the Farm. In the evening, he's probably weirded out enough to have visited Seventh Heaven to indulge in hot chocolate, so feel free to grab him up anywhere, anytime, and for whatever purpose you might have.]

Comments

[scienceofcourse]

It is just as well that you surrender now! Resistance is futile, for Insano shall conquer all!

[And now he's just gonna get right back down there and try to clumsily pry open one of Artoo's panels.]

Somewhere in your day

[tellsyoutheodds]

[C3PO, human-cyborg relations was quite distressed. This wasn't the Planet Endor, where he had been earlier. The ambient temperature was quite wrong for that!

Who ever deactivated him and reactivated him in this unknown location must have been up to no good. And there were so many humanoids! None that were recognized by the database, but so many humanoids was a bit odd.]

Oh dear, oh dear. I simply must find Master Luke. If he is even here!

[With limited visual range, the golden protocol droid does not notice if anyone familiar is approaching. Simply keeps fretting and observing the confluence of humanoids.]

[thefinaljedi]

[And he gets shocked. A lot.]

[thefinaljedi]

Threepio?

[Well THAT isn't a face he expected to see.

Artoo beeps and whistles, rolling over towards the golden annoyance.]

1/2

[scienceofcourse]

Ow!

[He falls onto his backside, a cartoonish bolt of electricity sizzling through his singed hair.]

2/2

[scienceofcourse]

[Slowly, he sits up, his goggles slightly askew.]

Oh, very clever, my tiny robotic adversary, but your electrical probe is no match for my science!

[And then he proceeds to... um. Shock Artoo right back.]

[tellsyoutheodds]

[Oh that voice was recognized. C3PO turns around just as R2D2 rolls up, communicating with him.]

Oh, Master Luke! There you are!

[C3PO looks downwards at his counterpart.]

What do you mean 'Where are my wings'? Why would I have wings? Are you malfunctioning?

[thefinaljedi]

Well I never expected to see you, Threepio. You arrive this morning with the rest of the crowd?

[Artoo, of course, continues to badger his counterpart. Cheekily.]

[thefinaljedi]

[Artoo...is pretty insulated against electricity. He pops out a little lightning rod, and absorbs it, sending the zappy power right back!
]

VWEEP, DOOT DEET DOOT!

[scienceofcourse]

[He peers at the lightning rod.]

Oh, that's not even-

[And suddenly, his own lightning sends him reeling back to the carpet., as even more singing and sparks dance across his face and body.]

Fair.

[archaeologic]

[At Seventh Heaven, Luke might spot a familiar-looking man at a table with a half-eaten sandwich and a sprawling stack of maps in front of him. He's clearly wrapped up in his own thoughts at the moment. But he had to figure out where he was.]

[thefinaljedi]

I warned you, Doctor Insano.

[Artoo beeps indignantly]

[thefinaljedi]

Han?

[After meeting his mother and Threepio Luke was only a little surprised to see a man who looked like his brother-in-law sitting in Seventh Heaven. He approached with a salute.]

[scienceofcourse]

[The mad scientist slowly crawls to his feet, wobbling ominously.]

You may have won this time, little blue robot, but you have not heard the last of Doctor Insano!

[And then, cackling, he throws down a tiny pellet, releasing a cloud of smoke.

And, still clearly visible through it, he runs out the door.]

[archaeologic]

[Indy doesn't look up at first - because, well, that wasn't his name, so it wasn't him being addressed, obviously. Of course, he can't miss it when the man comes over to his table and salutes to him. Someone he's never seen before in his life.]

I think you've got me confused with somebody else. The name's Indiana. Indiana Jones.

[thefinaljedi]

[Luke blinks, somewhat surprised. Of course. Indiana Jones. He'd seen those films, and he feels somewhat foolish for assuming it might be Han. ]

Ah, pardon me then, Indiana. You look a lot like my brother-in-law. My name's Luke. May I join you?

[thefinaljedi]

That was bizarre.

[Artoo's little blowdryer attachment gets rid of most of the smoke and Luke shuts the door. The little droid boops and bleeps.]

I know, right? People get stranger all the time.

[archaeologic]

I'm not anybody's brother-in-law. [For that he'd need siblings. Or - perish the thought - a wife. Still, he wasn't troubled by a simple mistake like that.]

Go ahead, I guess. You wouldn't happen to have a map of the area on hand, would you?

[lookingforchange]

[Look out, Luke, it's a hobo in the plaza! And he's waving a styrofoam cup at everyone, including you!]

CHAANGE? YA GOT CHAANGE? AW COME ON HELP A GUY OUT WILL YA? COME ON, CHANGE!

[thefinaljedi]

[Luke joins Indy, waving a waitress over to order a cup of hot chocolate]

Yea, I do. [Luke pulls out his journal, and flips to a map he'd drawn of Luceti some time ago. It's not bad, he's not a cartographer, but it's a skill he picked up.]

We're...here. [He points]

[archaeologic]

[Hey, any map is better than no map.]

I see. And where is "here", exactly?

[thefinaljedi]

Luceti. It's...a different world.

Literally, a different world.

[archaeologic]

[...You know, he's liable to believe some pretty farfetched things, but this is pushing it.]

Does this have anything to do with half the population having wings?

[thefinaljedi]

Something like that.

[He leans back in his seat]

The wings are a bit odd, but this isn't anything like my home, so I'm willing to bet it's nothing like yours either.

[archaeologic]

[He glances out the window, mumbling something about "too many tourists".]

Well, I'll have something new to write about when I get back, anyway.