Peter, Paul and Mary (accompanied by Rocky) were performing at Clownski’s today, but it’s probably not the trio you expected with the billing.
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“Aim” (new collage)
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In related news…
… Peter SoSo was resting on a bench near End of the Line after a particularly difficult day of working on the Lapara train system: trying to smooth out some pesky car turns and pondering what to do with The Void, as everyone seemed to like calling the pitch dark link between the town’s upper and lower realms. He then fell sleep and dreamed that a second, somewhat smaller top hat appeared on top of his own, and then a fishbowl with two clownfish atop that.
He woke with a start, suddenly understanding how to fulfill the train system. It involved pitch perfect balance.
But the realization would take time. Luckily he was a patient mer-man.
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up the falls
The structure was indeed a duplicate of the jailhouse in town proper. But it was likewise empty, much to the disappointment of Buster.
His attention was then drawn to a jagged incline outside, dotted with those queer, two-dimensional orange trees. “What’s up there?” he asked Peter, who replied he didn’t know. “Wait here with Wheeler,” Buster commanded, steeling his nerves for a new challenge. “We need your conducting powers to get back.”
Buster returned to the others, saying he’d found an alternate way out of the underground beneath the SLRR and that they didn’t have to go through that God awful void again.
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Other Side
Peter graciously offers to conduct a cable train down to the duplicate jailhouse for curious Wheeler and Buster. They begin at a raised platform on the east side of town.
Small downpours delay the train for just a minute.
Unexpected twists and turns fill the journey.
Passing through the heart of town.
Wheeler and Buster become more excited as the train then heads southward through a tunnel.
An underground station stop. Peter checks out a strange noise in the back while Buster hides his eyes in fear. No problem however: just a stuck branch from a tree dragging the tracks.
Entering an inexplicable black void. “Are we dead?” Buster utters. Wheeler pats his head for comfort.
Emerging in a different place.
Another brief rain…
… then a final turn to reach End of the Line and the duplicate jailhouse.
The gang stares on, accompanied by an indifferent reindeer.
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Movements
They talked Peter SoSo into staying a while longer, saying that working on the town trains would keep his mind off his problems. Tronesisia was happy. She didn’t want to be alone again. Positioned in their accustomed places at the raised park, Peter’s thoughts become more interesting to her by the day. Lily created him to be singer-composer Peter Gabriel, she thought to herself, but he turned out differently. He’s beginning to understand that Prissy is perhaps more a sister than a wife — the whole Luke Skywalker-Princess Leila-Star Wars thing again. He feels he didn’t live up to his mother’s hopes, even though the entrance into his own grave secured the sphereing of The Moon’s cube. Second Life’s *Moon* of The Moon, actually. Most curious. And these places don’t seem to exist any longer. They are refugees: Peter, Bendy, Prissy. Drawn here by All Nancy’s who doesn’t seem to be around either. Sacrifice.
Tronesisia is also curiously not that upset about Bendy’s departure with Prissy, unlike Peter. She knows more than him. Something has cleared in her mind. The Muff-Bermingham split is about over.
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Searching
It was simply going to be too expensive for Wheeler and Buster to live in Ratcliff. $L600 a week for a store and an apartment (!). And they weren’t even going to use the store part of the equation.
But wait… the store property directly across the street is only $L200 per week. Hmmm.
They talk at the neighboring Corner Pocket after a tension releasing game of pool. Buster sank the 8 ball to win. Wheeler proclaims she is sleepy and lays her head on the bar table. Buster ponders options.
“This doesn’t feel right Wheeler. We have no business to promote here. I’m not sure a residential status by itself qualifies for town citizenship. And you always seem drained and unhappy.”
“Something about the place, yeah,” Wheeler admits, yawning. “Thank you again for not selling me out to that Tonshi person up in Lapara. I certainly don’t want to be anyone’s wife.”
“Nor will you have to,” reassures Buster. “But we do need a place to exist. Why not Collagesity?”
“I’m not ready to go back. There’s too much else in the world to explore. Time is short.”
“I agree. VHC City?” he then offers. “Let’s go see the PCH Woods anyway. An old haunt (for me).”
“Alright. Can I change costumes first?”
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“We could stay in the witch house over there,” states Buster, laying in a familiar, old tree.
“No, I’m not doing that. No more dueling witches. Oz is dead.”
“Oz *is* dead,” agrees Buster. “The forest here is history. And… VHC City? Obviously I can’t go as I am now. I’d have to be in disguise.”
“It would just be too hard for you Buster.”
He sighs. “You’re right. It’s not like the old days when the Novas — Clare, Summerhill, Golden Bee-ing, even Orange — cooperated with each other. Clare was so good to hide me here in these woods when I got in trouble in Olde Lapara Towne. Then she used her sibling ring to get me set up in VHC City. But all that’s over. No… but we’re running out of options.”
They looked at each other. The obvious option remained: return to OLT.
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Bendy’s door stood wide open. “Bendy?” they called. No answer. “Let’s try the hotel,” suggested Buster.
“Peter! You’re still here.”
“Not… for long,” he exclaims. “Bendy… left town. With Prissy!”
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rooms 02
“All right baby doll. Tell me which room is yours.”
There was an awkward pause. “I… I can’t remember!”
Prissy’s reality was then chosen for her. Peter SoSo opened the door to the right. “Dear, is that… you?”
“Oh. Hello… Bendy. It’s, um, been… a while.”
“It’s been a girlfriend and a lifetime ago,” the robot replied tensely.
He looked for a sign from his wife. “Invite him in Peter,” she said. “We need to talk about things.”
“Well, yeah, er… I suppose we do need… to… do that.”
“A *lifetime*,” Bendy reinforced to Peter’s face while walking through the open door.
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carnies
“Come with me Wheeler Wilson,” commanded Peter SoSo, suddenly manifesting in Buster’s inner tube beside her.
“Why?” demanded Wheeler to the stranger. She remained calm and steady.
“Just do it. Do you know who I am?”
She looked him over. “My guess: just another carnie. Like that other merperson selling concessions outside of Baker Bloch’s new house in town.”
“That’s *not* Baker Bloch’s house.”
“Isn’t it? He told me it was.”
“Come with me,” Peter bid again.
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“Alright we’ve visited the marketplace and gotten the stuff you wished me to have. What next, Mein Ringmaster?”
“We transform you. Just as I have been transformed. That way we can walk and talk as a couple. We are a couple, no?”
Wheeler was confused at this turn of events. “I… don’t know.”
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“*Are* we a couple?”
“Yes,” she stated firmly.
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Fun Fun Towne
It was perhaps Peter’s favorite place to hang in the town. Tronesisia often listened in on his thoughts from her bench here. Nancy, eh? Nancy is what brought them to Lapara. The hotel room that cost L$100 per week held an unexpected portal. This was the way Tronesisia must proceed too.
Nancy.
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Arrival
“Hello, anyone… here?”
“How can I help you?” Rocky said. He was writing his Great American Novel.
“Um, my wife… and I… (are) here for the carni-val,” replied Peter SoSo, looking down.
“2 rooms available,” spits out Rocky. “145 and 100 per week.”
Not knowing that there are cheaper rentals in other parts of town, Peter sighs and hands over L$100 to Rocky. “I’ll take… the latter.”
“Follow me.” The small mammal jumped down from the desk and scurried to the elevators in the back.
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Sunklands 