This 1 was in the process of attempting, unsuccessfully as possible to reject the Earth's gravitational field and escape more permanently when a rift opened in front of 1. I tried to tell you. I said 'Lets go to Athas instead. I say, things ARE a bit dreary around here, aren't they. What with this one shade of grey and all.
Embarrassed silence descends.
High above these two weary travelers of the raging streams of time there is a very large glass top table on which the many different gods compete for control of the universe. They do this mostly by playing games with the many individuals of the planes in the multiverse that we are now viewing but a small and insignificant section. These gods must battle in this way for, if they were to get into direct confrontations with each other the resulting destruction could be so complete as to leave one of these gods with a broken nose. This is considered to be most unacceptable by the rules of lordy battle and so they instead play with the members of the many worlds that they have access to. In any case it was here that the god of endless chaos and infinite madness was just finishing up a game of chess against his arch-rival the god of order.