Gonna Zenigetcha!

[zenigatcha]

It was relatively quiet in the bar tonight up until someone kicked in the Door.

Slamming to the frame with a resounding BANG, it reveals a scheme of utter chaos. Beyond it, there's the sound of chaos and shouting, the men in the uniforms of French police scurrying behind the big man in the lead, who is definitely the commanding officer in his Hardboiled Suit, Trenchcoat and Fedora. The man reeks detective. He's also charging into the room, only to skid to a stop.

Zenigata Koichi, a good size beef slab of a man, stands in the doorway. Pointing into the room with a sort of giddy glee, he bares his teeth in a hungry smile. Without thinking, he thrusts out his hand to point at where he thinks Lupin has gone off to and announces, "I'VE GOT YOU NOW, LUPIN!"

Then the door swings slowly shut behind him with nary a squeak. Lupin does not answer. It briefly occurs to Zenigata that the Louvre didn't have a bar the last time he was here. He does now know how the Louvre got a bar in it. He would have known if it had been here before! Lupin's robbed it several times, and if there'd been a close place to drink away his sorrows after the thief slipped through his fingers, he'd definitely find it.

This is not the first time something weird has happened with Lupin, either. Not the first time he'd found himself in a place that was not the place he was supposed to be in. So he stands there, with one arm outstretched and finger pointing at some random stranger and realizes he's not in France anymore.

He turns back as the door clicks shut. He grabs the knob, twists and tugs. He tugs harder. Then he's got a foot on the doorframe and he's pulling with all his considerable might. Nothing budges, but that's an impressive display of both muscle and flexibility. Old man's spry for his age.

Once he's back on two feet, Zenigata stands there, flushed with exertion and anger, and then yells at the door, "Goddamn it, Lupin! Another one of your tricks! I'll still get you!"

When nothing happens sighs, and trudges straight for the bar. He sets his had down, looking out of the mass of people who he's never seen before and certainly some of them are not human, and then turns around and looks back at the bar.

He hopes, very dearly, that they have good whisky.

First Entrance: Murderbot

[awkwardbot]

The first time I stumbled into Milliways, it was such an abrupt change from the station transit mall where I'd been that my performance reliability dropped by a couple of percentage points. (Apparently it's that kind of surprise for almost anybody, at least the first time.)

The air felt different; it smelled different too, although it still had that faint dirty-sock smell that gets into any place inhabited by humans. And it looked like something out of a historical drama series, with the roof beams and floors and the fireplace.

But the weirdest and most uncomfortable part of it all was what happened to the feeds. The transit mall had been full of feeds, from the Port Authority and the stores and all the humans and augmented humans. And here, there was nothing, except for occasional pings from some devices I didn't recognize. It was like stepping from a crowded, noisy room into near-total silence, and I hadn't been expecting it at all. No wonder my performance reliability took a hit. I tried to find some cameras I could use to get a better view of my new surroundings. Nothing.

At least there didn't seem to be anything trying to shoot me, capture me, or eat me, which was nice. I couldn't say that about every place I'd been.

A single feed suddenly came online, presenting a brochure. I isolated it and scanned it for malware or killware first. (Because I'm not stupid. Well, not that stupid.) Then I read it in my feed.

I read it again.

"...you have got to be shitting me," I said to nobody in particular.

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[Tinytag: Murderbot]

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[fairy_fixit]

Images from other universes and timelines keep getting stuck in weird places on the teleportation network. Such an image was on Fairy Fixit's mind when she vaguely remembers showing off such an image to the Milliway's folk a while back.

"Oh right! It was on the T-Minus bulletin board!" she says before searching for her T-Minus device. Once she finds it, she searches the memos on the MAGICAL MYSTERY BAR VIRTUAL BULLETINBOARD and find the memo she posted a response to years ago.

"Is this memo too old to post a response?" she asks herself. "Is old the right word? It technically doesn't exist yet; it is at the end of the universe, and I am here, way before the end of the universe communicating with a server that is running around a forest. Or it will run. It isn't running yet." She checks her device. "It is running," she confirms. "It will run," she corrects herself. "Why do I assume it is running? It could be walking, or hiding. Well, not right now but in the future..." she carries on muttering about the T-Minus server that doesn't exist yet and probably never will in her timeline while she sifts through the memos on the bulletin board until she finds a whole other bulletin board.

DOGS I MET TODAY

"Huh."

CURRENT AnomalousApportation [CAA] RIGHT NOW opened public transtimeline bulletin board IS THIS A DANK MEME?

CURRENT AnomalousApportation [CAA] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board board IS THIS A DANK MEME?

CAA: So a while back turntechGodhead opened a memo about Dank Memes
CAA: Well technically it hasn't been opened yet
CAA: but that is just from my perspective isn't it?
CAA: I wonder which time...
CAA: I should stop wondering about time when it comes to T-Minus and Milliways. Things just work.
CAA: Until they don't.
CAA: Is there etiquette about starting a new bulletin board that was inspired by a memo on another bulletin board that doesn't exist yet?

And this is the point where the narration facepalms and moans, "Get to the point..."

CAA: So this is a bulletin board for weird pictures
CAA: And I found another one
CAA: Actually I find many weird pictures but most come from weird dimensions so those aren't even worth looking at or contain memetic hazards and so on
CAA: This one is safe though! It is very mundane but poorly made IMG[4643276].png(2)((6),237)(36)-displaced.PNG
CAA: There is a cult on the planet my world orbits that this fits with thematically
CAA: But the technology to produce such images doesn't exist yet. On the planet anyhow.
CAA: Wait, there is a wizard camped out next to the Makeover Mage who might know how to do it!
CAA: Anyhow, is this a dank meme?

Fairy Fixit isn't currently in the bar, but may show up for a drink later.