This is rather nitpicky, but do we know if Chris actually knows the original meaning of "Iron Curtain"? Was this a phrase that the IdeaGuys put into his head, or is he actually comparing the wall between dimensions to the notional barrier separating communist and capitalist countries?
To Chris it'll be the most basic concept. A curtain made of iron. Something you can't see through or pass. Yet to Christorians, it should be a metaphrase, for all the failed white knights, and heroes who tried to pierce the veil into Christian's mind, and improve his life. Those who wanted him to get a job, lose weight, clean his act up, and expand his horizons. Christian's trying to reach Cwcville, but he doesn't realise he's already there: a world where there's no consequences, no worries, and you're always the hero. But where we failed, now reality, barb's health, the mortgage, and even Christian's own health and age will start to knock, and to them, an iron curtain is tissue paper.
live and learn do be a banger tho
Chris not attending the Sonic 25th Anniversary was the biggest culture loss we never got to experience.
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So as I read through this I try to imagine what's going through Christian's head. Does he really think it will work? I'd like to assume, no. Then again, didn't he once go to a gamestop because he was told Magichan was there? Didn't he piss in the corner of his room and slap Barb to stop the Cwcville people from being killed by a SAO character? So he sets up this elaborate ritual, hopes, prays, does everything his mind can do to make some ritual occur... and then nothing. He opens his eyes, and he's in the same cluttered room, smelling of cat shit, with so much clutter it's a miracle he can move from the south east corner of the room to elsewhere.
So what happens? He's too proud to say he failed, and too stupid to know this could never work in the first place. So yes, this is the next component of the next phase of the next scheme of the next plan, all leading to the elusive merge. I hope, genuinely, when Christian dies someday, be it today, tomorrow, or 50 years from now, safe in a warm bed somewhere, he sees Sonichu, Magichan, and Mewtwo, and Barb and Bob, and Bundychu all there in a golden light, take him somewhere soft and warm and quiet. Maybe the final blow can be a gentle mercy for a fool too stupid and lazy and to narcissistic be rehabilitated.