| Bio: |
I'm still waiting to be rescued. My trans-dimensional time machine has broken down and left me stuck in a strange, sometimes wonderful, mostly quite dull little world. I've adapted as best I can but am still not having too much truck with this friends business- too many stupid narrow minded people on this world for my tastes. I've been making notes though and we should be able to cross this hole off the map- trust me; we want nothing from these folk, they still think emotions are necessary and equal rights for every world citizen are a long, long way off. Oh, and don't get me started on religion- it's madness! Music's not too bad though. Anyway, back to saving me. I've not yet figured out which dimensional fractal I am currently residing in but I've made a fair amount of head way, so bare with me. Oh and bring drugs, the stuff they have here is terrible! Ok, co-ordinates from the time machine as follows: 3.141592, 653589, 79323, 8646264, 3383279502884, 197169399375, 10582097, 49445923:0781640628, 6208998628034, 8253, 421170. The last set of three has taken me the best part of a decade to get as the damn comms exploded and I've had to do the bloody equations myself, we might be off to the power of 2 but that only means that there are four abstract dimentions now, not uncountable millions. Ok, so once you get here, I've found the vortex pulls to the left a little so to avoid Norfolk- and you do want to avoid Norfolk, you have to kick the gas over Wales and coast in. Oh and I need a new core insulator for the right couple or you'll have to tow me. The date is flux so if you come to get me last year ignore the paradoxical nature of this message and send a prayer to the me that got stuck. I'm expecting you to pull me out any day now and for the sake of the gods, don't come in. These people are weird. And convinced their planet is the wrong way up!? Our 'galactic north' is their planets 'south', it can get a little confusing. |
