[Thank god you aren't asking for the exact year because i just went on a spiral trying to pin it down]
Well, they are states, and they are supposedly united. [She scratches something on her knee, traced with one finger.] There's fifty of them. And it started as a colonial overhaul about 200 years prior, courtesy of our good friends from Europe. Ousted the native populations and plundered the land. Very charming stuff.
I know some parts of Europa have made contact and established routes with the western Vinland, but it's barely explorable and hardly inhabitable from what I hear...
...
Whiskey and tobacco imported from there is pretty sought-after though.
[The use of Vinland tickles at her mind. She's not a history buff but that might correlate with something more than being a knockoff Finland.]
Hm. Sounds like it's less conquered than the west coast in our 1940s. Whisky and tobacco though, we do have that.
Maybe... I don't know. There could be echoes between our worlds. I know there's theories like that — realities created from alternate choices. What if you had done this instead of that, what if this happened here instead of there. Things like that.
Or maybe there's only similarities because we're looking for them.
If we really are dealing with a forty different realities crammed into one spot, I doubt we can rely on the usual context clues for help. We're probably at some in between place.
Little we can do in our current state, but once we have our bearings better... guess I'll see if there isn't some way to break out of those looping woods and fog.
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[What a coincidence.]
Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'm not living in one. I'm well into the 2000s. Chicago, United States of America.
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The future, again...
I'm afraid I'm not familiar with these particular United States.
[ Oh please, give him more information about the USA. I have very funny lore about this. ]
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Well, they are states, and they are supposedly united. [She scratches something on her knee, traced with one finger.] There's fifty of them. And it started as a colonial overhaul about 200 years prior, courtesy of our good friends from Europe. Ousted the native populations and plundered the land. Very charming stuff.
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[ The fact that it's so similar is very funny. ]
I know some parts of Europa have made contact and established routes with the western Vinland, but it's barely explorable and hardly inhabitable from what I hear...
...
Whiskey and tobacco imported from there is pretty sought-after though.
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[The use of Vinland tickles at her mind. She's not a history buff but that might correlate with something more than being a knockoff Finland.]
Hm. Sounds like it's less conquered than the west coast in our 1940s. Whisky and tobacco though, we do have that.
Maybe... I don't know. There could be echoes between our worlds. I know there's theories like that — realities created from alternate choices. What if you had done this instead of that, what if this happened here instead of there. Things like that.
Or maybe there's only similarities because we're looking for them.
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It could be either. Unfortunately, I don't think options A nor B really help us grasp where we are now.
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If we really are dealing with a forty different realities crammed into one spot, I doubt we can rely on the usual context clues for help. We're probably at some in between place.
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[ But he sighs, softly. ]
Little we can do in our current state, but once we have our bearings better... guess I'll see if there isn't some way to break out of those looping woods and fog.