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"Oh, that's right, I forgot to introduce myself! My name's Jonathan C. Skelecoot, Governor of the Skelecoots." He'd then give a small bow. "Although you can just call me John, everyone else do. As of how you got here, I'm unsure myself. You may have encountered a rip in space-time that transported you two here, although that I don't know for sure." John would give them another crooked grin. "Though I am more than welcome to help you figure out how you got here, as well as the world you came from. There's always something new to learn here." He'd beckon for the two to follow him past the crowd. As he turned, the two would notice that, strapped to his back, was a double-barrelled shotgun. The make seemed custom-made, but it looked as if it has been used countless times.
"The Imagiverse is strange in its nature. Since it runs on Imagination, things get.... interesting. Magic is also rather common here, as you would have noticed in a few Alicorns wandering around here." The skeleton would gesture to an equestrian, who had what looked like a unicorn horn. "They are essentially magicians by blood. Say, we also enjoy music, as is apparent in some of the musical automatons that were invented. You wouldn't have heard of Steam Powered Giraffe, would you? They are top-grade mechanical musicians around here."