Head Trip

What would happen if we all went on a head trip? What would your other reality look like?

Paula:
I sighed as I look at the paper flower in my hand, and then blinked as it erupted into a tower of flames thirty feet high.
"Pretty." I said thoughtfully. The weather was a blizzard, but slightly on the warm side, the sun streaming through the snow like snakes in a corn cob. Naturally, I could see everything, and the colours were slightly inverted.
"Mrs. Crawford, since when did you have a pruis-imo?" I mumbled, looking at the Sudan with minor appreciation. "Thats not a pretty banana."
I turned around on the grass, which was on the ceiling, but that was the wall and floor. "Oh! Austin, how nice to see you! You make such a pretty... umm... thing? Why are you wearing a dress?!" Amigo sneered at me. "What pretty flowers."

Kaylynn:
Kaylynn sat on the floor rather dizzy-like. "I think I drank hamburgers that didn't agree with me." She smiled dreamily out the window. The clouds were hot pink and the sky purple, with odd flashing lights in it. "My dear, it looks so pretty today!" Kaylynn sang. "The trees are dancing up-si-down on the windmills!" She paused. "Oh, wait. Nothings changed."

Mackenzie:
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Austin:
The sky was red and the earth black, huge bells floating where the clouds should be. Too bad he had thrown rocks at them! Pah! Damn prissy soldiers.... Austin glowered at the sky, not sure exactly what he was trying to glare a hole through. Ah, well, holes were fun to glare at. But Paula was the one who had made them? Oooo, look! Roses!