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The barrier between worlds shimmered. Someone poked it repeatedly from the Dreamworld side sending rippling waves along the iridescent surface. The entity, known to a small group of shorties as  “That Damn Voice In My Head” was trying to make contact, but without apparent success.  None of the three pairs of siblings responded to his mental badgering in their sleep, and even if they had the courtesy of dreaming about him, there was nothing he could do at the moment, so he grudgingly withdrew.

He sat for a while pondering what to do next - work hours crept on ever so slow, and having the following five days off work did not enhance his professional motivation at all. Oh, he had some stuff to do, he always did, but those could wait. After fiddling around a bit more with all the gadgets on his desk, and staring blankly into the air in a desperate attempt to look encased in serious thought, he finally made up his mind. He was never one to lead diaries, but who knows, maybe this time it could work  - plus if everything worked out as he planned, this may even become the necessary interface for more direct contact with the six stray Norrathians he was dreaming of.

Click, click, clickclick, typetypetypetypetype - type - typetype, clickclick, clicketytypetype. Click. Dammit! Backspacebackspacebackspacebackspace backspacebackspacebackspace click type clickclick. Now we’re talking!

“One-two-one-two-three… Testing, testing! Aha, it works *clears throat*

Ladies and gentlemen, let me present you this merry gang of vertically challenged adventurers and misfits! Watch their lives unfold, twist and turn, their fates realise and their respective characters assert themselves in some of the most heroic, silly, awkward and heartwarming situations known to mankind! Come, come, don’t miss out on the drama!

Follow the interplay as they will become aware of each other (I myself am quite curious what will happen, actually. My hope is that they would sooner or later become a team on their own accord, but given their allegations and clashing personalities, it sadly seems a tad unlikely at the moment, to be honest.) Watch them fight, and sneak, love and hate, sing and grovel, live and die (and then live again) with or without honor!

Fortunately they are all soundly asleep at the moment, so I can safely present them one by one without having to watch out for their nosy comments Ladies and gentlemen, the cast! *fanfare, motivating music*

Aaaaaaaaand CUT!”

“That Damn Voice In My Head” (TDaVIMH) looks up smiling. Work hours ended, holiday incoming, and with adds as well! The enumeration will have to wait a bit longer - and if the little ones find out about his plan, well, so much the better. The deed is done now, all that remains for them is to make the most of it.