Nack (left) and Lot (right), are two people who appeared in a dream I had the other day. I was in a concert of some sort, but these two grabbed me and just started running to the exit without cause. Then we entered on an exciting escapade through the fabric of my very dreams! It was epic.

Nack is some sort of secret agent who shoots (phasers!) for the kill; she's cold, succinct, and a short fuse. Lot is a happy-go-lucky doofus who got his feet stuck in a fish's mouth and now hops from point A to point B; he is a hopelessly clumsy idiot who, despite his sheer intolerability, somehow managed to become best friends with Nack.

Lot: Do you think they have a medic around here? I can feel the fish's stomach, and I think the acid is starting to melt my feet. Maybe they could hook me up with some eggs too, I didn't have any breakfast this morning. I'm having a hankering for some sunny-side-ups.
Nack: SHH.

:)

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