[ falling into strange, new worlds is nothing new to edward elric, formerly the fullmetal alchemist. the gate has a funny way of landing him in the most random locations, from london or munich on earth, or that weird, glowy space around it. after a while, it gets a little annoying, so when he had found himself falling from the sky, he kind of just went with it. fortunately, he hadn't died ( again ), so he figured he'd get to know this new world and be content with the fact that his own was going to be okay ( he hopes ). the fact he didn't have the opportunity to close the gate on the munich side was a little worrisome, but he's pretty sure he won't be able to find a way there any time soon.

which has left him wandering around the past few weeks, exploring and generally trying to figure out what this world is like. he's already tested out whether or not his alchemy works in this world, finding that much to his relief, he's not completely powerless, but it doesn't seem like that much of a boon when there are people literally flying around in the sky.

and now they're throwing parties. he's stumbled into one such celebration, getting himself lost in the crowd ( easily done when you're only 5'2"), before the push and pull of people sends him hurtling towards a booth selling figurines. sighing with exasperation, he shifts to get a better look at the items before one catches his attention.

it's a miniature version of him with his trademark red coat. only, there's some other weird symbol on the back other than the usual flamel. he glares at it for a few seconds before looking over at the rest of the display. ]

Fully Wooden Chemist? Is this a joke?

[ so apparently talking dinosaurs are a thing now, and if ed didn't already know that envy in his big dragon-snake-thing form was dead, he might've assumed this was something similar. but no. this is a talking dinosaur, and it's just zapped him with some kind of gun. now he's on some kind of island, running through a forest towards the only building he sees.

ahead, one of the guard t-rexes stomps into his path, and he shouts at the person running behind him. ]

I got this! You keep going!

[ then, with a slap of his hands, he transmutes his automail arm into a deadly looking blade, dropping into a fighting stance. ]

ooc: idk something something or hit me up at alkahestic