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[Sissel wasn’t an easy one to surprise, but he had to admit, this was one of the last things he expected. He’d already woken up unconscious once, but that was after his death. And now he was...doing it again? How does a ghost die again? You’d think once would be enough. It wasn’t made easier being surrounded by giant...things that called themselves Acolytes (whatever that meant) and told him he was on a planet called Cybertron.

Now...either he really messed up traveling through some phone lines...or there’s something bigger going on. He basically took everything the Acolytes said at face value, and when they left, something finally sunk in. Something that confused him far more than being stuck on some ‘planet’ that wasn’t Earth.

He could move.

His hands fiddle with the device he was given, a little too jittery than what should be considered normal, and when the feed clicks on, you’re greeted to a rather confused man in sunglass-sir what is your hair even.]

I’m alive.

[Yes, thank you Sissel.]

I’m alive and I shouldn’t be.

Is there anyone on the other side of this? I really need to get back home. I don’t have a lot of time.

[He’s got less than 8 hours left of his ‘afterlife’, he’s got to make them count.]

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Usually folks have a worse reaction to that. Think I'm glad you didn't.

[It at least earns the fellow some respect.]

Bad luck wouldn't surprise me, but I have my doubts. Then again, I don't usually deal with the 'supernatural' myself.

I'm pretty sure you wouldn't get dragged here if you're going to cease to exist. Lambda probably got rid of that problem, one way or another.

What can I say? I can only go up from my current situation.

[So it's not the time traveling and displacement that gets him, but that last line.]

Lambda? Is that what brought me here?

[If it stalled his...afterlife, that automatically would brighten his day.]

Heh, talk about a weird second chance at life.

Mm-hmm. That big glowing rip in the sky. They call it the Lambda. It's more or less a tear in time and space that keeps dropping things from all over.

...

[He knows this is a bit obvious but...]

Have you tried going through it?

No one's been able to get up there yet. I don't know about you, but I don't have wings.

Me neither.

The one thing I was jipped out on.

Eh, flying's not all it's cracked up t'be, in my experience.

Hit your head on something? Or afraid of heights?

Well, when you're the sort that c'n pull fliers straight out of the sky, it loses some of its mystique, really.

On second thought, maybe staying out of the air is a good idea.

Probably. Besides, like I said, no one's been able t'get up that high yet. Even the fliers.

Not exactly a vacation I planned.

I was investigating something back where I came from.

Not one most of us planned, believe me; I was in the middle of runnin' a business, myself.

But, given that we can't continue what we were doing - and can't get back, for now - gotta use your skills here a while instead.

That's true. Might as well lend my skills out when needed.

[If he can even use them.]

Let me know if anyone needs to power a fan or something.

Okay. Now I simply must ask. What are your skills, if they happen to power fans?

[There's a slight, almost silent chuckle.]

I have the ability to possess inorganic things. And...sometimes make them move.

You know, moving crossing gates and powering blenders. That kind of thing.

The ability to possess inorganic things?

[There's a noise in the background that sounds like the rumble and clank of metal.]

Just smaller things, or bigger things like cars?

[That sound catches his attention, but...he won't bring it up just yet.]

I've never been able to possess a full car. I can move a steering wheel...or a tire. Nothing more complex than a single part.

Huh. Interesting. Never met anyone that could do that. I'll be curious t'see how this turns out around here.

I wouldn't get too excited. Even back home...There's only so much a rolling tire could do.

I have one other power, but...I doubt it'd work here.

You'd be surprised here, I'm sure.

Mm. Still, you've got me all curious. What's the other one? It have something to do with why you were sure y'were dead?

Well, back home I'm a ghost.

And some ghosts have the power to possess objects and rewind time under certain circumstances.

Huh. A machinery-possessing ghost and a time traveler under specific conditions. Not too bad, all told.

Not just machinery either. Pretty sure I could inhabit a washcloth if I wanted. ...Not that I could work with that much. Machinery's easier.

Heh, that's appreciated, sir. Making a not-so-dearly-departed feel special.

Yeah, possessing a washcloth doesn't seem particularly... useful. Doesn't even have any gears.

Mm, call me Barricade; I ain't been a 'sir' to anyone in a very long while. But I'm glad I could make y'feel welcome~

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