WELCOME TO MAIN STREET

[worldofcolor]

[The doombuggies stay put for a moment - perhaps a second too long. But suddenly, something about them changes. They rise up, ceremoniously, and seem to whisk through the halls of the mansion at a much faster pace than before. Eventually, they burst through the front door, taking the eight survivors, one dead body, and multiple pets of the Mansion Incident with them.

Once the doombuggies are outside, they rise higher up into the air, giving them a good view of what's happening down below them. The mansion, the home for wayward specters, starts to crumble.

It's a short ride through the night sky, up towards the second star to the right, before a flash of light hits their eyes and the doombuggies find themselves somewhere new.

It is a sunny place, a small town, abandoned but beautiful, filled with a few different buildings. There is a small building in the center of town, odd in design, and the doombuggies choose to settle in front of it.

It becomes clear in a moment why they choose to stop there, as descending from the home to the greet them is Walt himself.]

I'm glad to see you could all make it. This is Main Street, USA.

This is where we start to work to get your friends back. But for now, I'm happy to provide for all your needs and comforts, I'm sure you've all had quite a long day.

[He smiles, digging his hands into his pockets.]

Comments

[sixfingeredstan]

No, that's...most definitely Abraham Lincoln.

[Again. Nothing surprises him anymore.]

[amadeusrockette]

Who's Abraham Lincoln?

[sixfingeredstan]

The sixteenth president of the United States.

[right?? Idk man he's not a historian]

[kindaruledatit]

He freed the slaves.

[That's like, the only thing she can think right now. She's tired.]

[amadeusrockette]

So he's . . . famous in America. [That scans. They're in America.] I see.

[??????]

[kindaruledatit]

Yeah, he's kind of a big deal I guess?

[What is her history class. What even the heck.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[squints he only knows one Abe and he hates him!!

This is not him.]

Abe. . .Abraham. . .wait, wasn't he like, a famous general or leader or something?

[amadeusrockette]

President General of the Americas. [She nods, like this makes sense to her.] That's the least terrible thing I've heard all day.

[greatmoments]

Not exactly, I'm a replica...of Abraham Lincoln.

[A chuckle.]

Mr. Walt had quite a bit of admiration for the real article, I'm afraid I'm doing the best I can to live up to his expectations.

[sixfingeredstan]

Fascinating. An...what's the word. Animatronic, yes?

[NEAT.]

Well, either way, it's a pleasure to meet you, sir.