OK: I figured you could pattern your Cthulhu character after Mr. Gold.
L: Mmm. I’d like to. He does have an old school feel to him doesn’t he?
L: ::feels:: Yeah.
OK: He does. I could picture him as a Scottish gentleman from 1920 that owns a curiosity shop.
L: Hahahaha me too! Crazy. We are so in sync.
OK: Perv. He needs a leather trenchcoat and a fedora.
L: Hmm. No. A hat would only cover his beautiful hair.
OK: Maybe not the fedora. What if it rains?
L: He has an emergency poncho.
OK: They have ponchos in the 1920s?
L: Maybe it’s a ‘curiosity’. Ever Thought About That?
L: Anyway, I thought this was an alternate universe.
OK: To a degree it is.
L: “But not to the degree that emergency ponchos exist! Be Real for once!”
OK: There may be mystical entities from beyond time and space bound and determined to destroy your mind and steal your soul, but no - there are no plastic ponchos.
L: Did I say it was plastic? It’s treated cotton or something.
OK: Treated with what? Wax?
L: Lanolin, obviously.
OK: Obviously. I mean, I knew that.