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fandomhighdorms2007-04-10 12:54 pm
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Stairwell, Tuesday evening
Sokka had just left the lobby and started climbing the stairs to the fifth floor. After climbing a few flights, he began to realize something was VERY wrong -- none of the landings had doors on them. After a few more flights without any doors, he got scared and raced back down the stairs to the door he had come in through. Which wasn't there. In fact, there wasn't any bottom to the stairs whatsoever -- they seemed to go up and down into infinity.
Sokka leaned out over the railing and looked down and saw, at the very edge of his vision, a tiny figure leaning out over the railing and looking down. He waved his arm, and so did the distant figure.
Sokka sighed, and stood there peering at the back of his own head for a good long time. "I guess it does look like a ponytail," he mumbled to himself, and then he started climbing the stairs again, because, really, what else could you do?
At one point he thought he saw a door -- labeled "1.618th Floor" -- out of the corner of his eye, but when he turned, it was gone. Sometimes, Fandom weirdness was fun, but sometimes, it really wasn't.
[[OOC: Sokka's a victim of the bendy reality. Post is open for anyone else who wants to come get trapped on the stairs for the evening.]]
Sokka leaned out over the railing and looked down and saw, at the very edge of his vision, a tiny figure leaning out over the railing and looking down. He waved his arm, and so did the distant figure.
Sokka sighed, and stood there peering at the back of his own head for a good long time. "I guess it does look like a ponytail," he mumbled to himself, and then he started climbing the stairs again, because, really, what else could you do?
At one point he thought he saw a door -- labeled "1.618th Floor" -- out of the corner of his eye, but when he turned, it was gone. Sometimes, Fandom weirdness was fun, but sometimes, it really wasn't.
[[OOC: Sokka's a victim of the bendy reality. Post is open for anyone else who wants to come get trapped on the stairs for the evening.]]

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The footsteps stopped. "What? Why?" Molly called up.
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"Is the door still there?" he called down. "I've been trapped in here for fifteen minutes!"
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"So... How have you been?"
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Unfortunately, Sokka's world hasn't invented archaeology.
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Sokka scratched his head.
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"Awesome! Aang's also got a giant sky bison. He's huge and shaggy and flies around with all of my friends and our stuff on his back."
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"SCORE!" Sokka shouted, and dashed down the stairs to the nearest door, which opened out onto a normal-looking dorm floor. "After you," he said to Molly, holding the door open for her.
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