In the early part of the 21st Century, a discovery was made that changed the vacation industry like nothing had before it. Working at a midwestern university, scientists finally proved the existence of parallel dimensions -- worlds just like ours, but with different histories and physics. Soon after, a portal was developed that actually allowed them to go into this parallel worlds.
Naturally, the entertainment industry immediately grabbed at the opportunity. Agents and lawyers made contact with representatives from various worlds, setting up agreements for people to vacation on their worlds. And the public eat it up. For unlike the regular "earthbound" resorts, each parallel world offered its own unique experience.
Like DinoWorld, where people could co-exist with the extinct reptiles. Or MythWorld, where all the creatures from fantasy mingled with the crowds. And there were hundreds more. But by far, the favorite was ToonWorld.
ToonWorld was just that -- a world where the rules of cartoon physics were a reality. And people who visited ToonWorld were as subject to those rules as any of its own inhabitants. People rushed there to experience the feeling of being run over by a steamroller. Or inflated like a balloon. If it could happen in a cartoon, it could happen on ToonWorld. And just like a cartoon, the effects were temporary. Thus, no one ever experienced any permanent damage from the trip. Just a great deal of fun.
So, come visit ToonWorld, and let the fun begin!
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John and Carrie stepped out of the terminal at the ToonWorld portal and looked around at the world around them. "Hey!" Carrie said. "What a ripoff. Where are the cartoons?"
John understood her disappointment. When they had decided to spend their honeymoon at the parallel world, they had expected to see cartoon characters running around. But that wasn't the case at all. In fact, everything looked exactly like their own world. People. Buildings. Cars. Everything. If John didn't know better, he'd swore that they had never left home.
He was about to say as much to his new bride, when his eyes caught a woman on the other side of the street. The woman was looking up and down the street to check for traffic. There was something strangely familiar about the way she was doing it. "Hey!" John said, getting Carrie's attention. "Watch."
"Watch what?" Carrie asked, looking where he indicated. Just as she noticed her, the woman across the street stepped off the curb...and was run down by a taxi speeding by. "Oh my god!" Carrie called out, moving to go help the woman.
But John grabbed her arm, stopping her. She turned on him in anger, but before she could say anything, he cut her off. "No," he grinned, "take a look."
Carrie turned from her husband, back to where the woman had been run over. Her eyes grew big at the sight she saw there. The woman had been flattened out on the pavement, looking like a figure painted there. She was still staring in amazement as a man in a street-sweeper's uniform walked up, rolled the woman into a tube, and stuck her into his wheeled trash can.
"Did you see that?" Carrie called out, turning back to her husband. "That was just like... like... like a..."
"...a cartoon," John finished for her. "No doubt about it. This is the place. So, what do you want to do first?"