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Natalia looked to Ricky, hands on her hips, "Yeah, it's totally a dream. So I should be able to fly. But I can't. What the heck is with that?"

She was really stuck on the flying thing. And none the less, against Marienrode's orders, which Natalia preferred to call a 'strong suggestion,' she wondered off a short ways, viewing the vast lake of inky black and stars. Why would she dream of this place, and these people? Well, half her dreams didn't make sense anyway...

She heard one guy say something about hallucinations, and found that utterly ridiculous. She doing the shrooms like some of her peers. So strange as it was, this could only be a dream. And she was sticking to her guns on that one.

Raven glanced to the boy that was talking to her. (Darwin)

Ew. What gave him the right to talk to her? Those...eyebrows. Ugh...

"Terrorists drugging the water?" Better to just make this quick. He seemed more of a boy that her parents would love, not her. "That may be true for you, but I only drink bottled spring water. It's better for me. Less metals and...drugs. Next theory, if you please?"

Nutcases. Looneys. She figured all--well, most--of the people here had to just be crazies. And because they were crazies, she and the few good people must be being punished for it. Yup. that was the only logical explanation for the whole thing.

Amy couldn't help herself. She crawled her way over to where Regina was at the vocal mention of Facebook, not quite trusting this rainbow road. The brown-haired girl was addicted to Facebook, and it made her feel a little less...well, out in space to hear and think of such a familiar thing.

"They? The aliens?" Amy was speaking to Regina, but she was giving sidelong glances to those LARPers a bit away from her. Maybe they were connected? Well...there were acting just like they were in a video game...

She kept herself near Regina, though hearing a familiar tone of a teacher was hard to ignore when everything was so uncertain. Her attention was split between the alien-concerned girl and Marienrode.

When Theodore Cooper woke up that morning he didn't not expect to be suddenly transported somewhere else. It wasn't even a possibility in the forty-four year old's mind. He wasn't unaware of the weird going ons of Destiny City, but those types of things didn't happen to him. He spent his days at home taking care of his Basset Hounds when he wasn't at work auditing companies. It was a simple life, but he enjoyed it.

So he was understandable pissed when he suddenly was pulled somewhere else, the bag of dog food he was holding falling to the ground. When his feet touched solid ground again he looked around his face blank. Was he having an acid flashback? He had only done drugs once when he was sixteen and stupid, but he was pretty sure whatever he took then didn't have a twenty-eight year delayed effect. Slowly he started to absorb the ambient noise, some kid was screaming, someone else was ordering people around. It was a bit chaotic. Who the hell were all these people? And then he noticed some were in various states of dress, quickly he looked down at himself relieved. He was still wearing his plaid shirt, jeans, and work boots.

Looking around at the others that were stuck on the rainbow road with him another realization dawned on him. He was the oldest one in the gathering, none of them looked over 35. He was surrounded by goddamn children. "What the hell is going on?" His voice was gravelly and deep, just as one would expect him to sound.

"Please do watch your language," said Marienrode, giving the young man (Josh) near her the sternest look she could muster up. Surely he could manage to use his vocabulary despite the circumstances of their situation? Surely? This young man attended a Destiny City school, and she knew the curriculum for English (or Language Arts and Literacy, as it was written on Hillworth students' schedules) back to front. They did not teach the etymology of the word '********', ever.

No, that they left to college professors.

She did not know what to do with this influx of nude students. It was enough to make one quite irate, but Marienrode kept her head by reminding herself that it was only a dream. This notion might come to be shattered later--Destiny City weirdness, after all--but for now, she could remain calm and direct the children.

"Sir, please stay away from the--" Too late. He (Ricky) was touching it. They were going to cause some sort of horrid cataclysm and Marienrode would have to be quite overwrought. "There is a first time for everything," she told him.

She gritted her teeth at another young girl (Natalia) wandering off. Why was it that these females didn't simply listen to an older and more experienced being? It may only be a dream, but that endless expanse was wearing on her nerves. "Miss! Over here!" After a grudging moment, she added a "Please," to her orders.

Marienrode would have remained to give more orders, but her attention was drawn by a shrill scream. She left the pair of boys that had been talking to her to kneel down by the brown-haired child (Sheila). "What's wrong," she asked, glad to have a problem she thought she could deal with. "This? You will persevere. This is simply a dream, and we will wake up soon."

Comforting a dream construct? Well, it was a way to pass the time. "Be calm," she said. "It's easier to understand troubles when one has a clear mind with which to examine the situation."

She ignored the shouting man. Yelling at him for his language would help no one.

Natalia looked over her shoulder from where she'd stopped to look out at space and gave Marienrode a look that could easily read a sarcastic, 'seriously?'

She didn't exactly see the point in staying put. What good would standing around here as one big cluster ******** do anyway? It wasn't like they were waiting for something, were they? Besides, as she'd been telling herself before - this was a dream. It wasn't real, and she might as well have fun while she was still locked in to this interesting case of lucid dreaming. Even if she couldn't fly. Which she would. She was determined of that!

The confused Alabamian scratched his head, staring at the edge where the invisible wall stood. He was doing something he rarely allowed himself to do: think. He thought hard about the most intelligent things he could manage: the names of basic types of sciences, God, how many grams are equal to an ounce - anything to try and figure a way to get back home. And his head was in pain from this level of brainpower.

"Now, I ain't no scientist or nuttin," Ricky said to the group. "But what if we all like, pounded at the wall and smashed it down or some s**t? Then won't gravities bring us back to earth and back home? We could be in one 'o those, er, vacuum things and we jus' need ta get out. You know?"

"My head hurts from all this thinkin," he rubbed his temples.

The girl Darwin had offered his pearl of wisdom to didn’t seem to appreciate it. That and she had poked a hole in his theory. Pity, it had been the most logical and statistically likely scenario next to magic, which was a theory he preferred not to consider. Instead, he decided to turn his attention elsewhere, but not before encouraging Raven's opinion of him.

“ Another theory? Squirrels.” He shrugged, then added, “ They’re tricky little bastards.”

Turning away from the girl, Darwin proceeded to talk to himself.

“ Does seem like Batman Begins, only brighter and less scary. I wonder what this rainbow is made of. Did aliens make it? Maybe all rainbows are made by aliens…”

Some would say the only way to have an intelligent conversation was to talk to yourself, but Darwin’s conversation didn’t seem particularly intelligent. At least, not to an outsider.