Richard, or as they called him around town, "Dick" was your average old fool. The 1960s were a booming time. Specifically, 1969 was the current year. Richard was a cross fellow, often arguing with others.
Is... is someone there?
Richard was a young white male, a bright age of twenty-two. He is a democrat, content with the current president Lyndon B. Johnson. But, Everyone hated Richard. He was a fool.
I'm the MAGIC MAN!
Richard stuck to himself, forgetting all of the events of the sixties events. Richard harassed everyone, and was a big name to the cops.
"I can travel through time!"
Richard went to bed that night but was jolted awake by someone, human. Richard spoke. "Hello? I heard a noise. Is someone there?" There was no answer.
A noise erupted in the hallway. The someone walked into the room and introduced themself. "Yes, yes. Someone IS here. It's me. The magic man." The magic man was somewhat of a deity, and he had lots of power within the universe.
"I can travel through time, my child. Richard, right?" The magic man exclaimed. He reached into his pocket and threw glitter in Richard's face.