/Wy-Ag
*equips a whitish orb to end of staff (for defense against projectiles; it's a Distortion focus) and takes a step back*
I seem to have terrible luck with space-time. You see, the multiverse consists of a great deal of parallel universes- planes, I like to call them- containing all kinds of different worlds. Every now and then, two planes collide with each other. Usually, nobody notices it, but sometimes a piece of one plane gets transplanted into the other. And, for some reason beyond my comprehension, that little bit of space all too often seems to include me. So the last thing I knew, I was on another wasteland world not unlike this one, save for a few tribes of undead.
And then, before I could really get a handle on that world, poof! I'm here, on another wasteland.
*Is startled by the floating white thingy*
[OOC] I just noticed that Ag is the chemical symbol for silver. Yay! [/OOC]
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@dylanpiera: I only mentioned it because sgbros brought it up. [/OOC]