Emma Swan (
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entranceway2017-12-04 03:10 pm
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Entry tags:
- blindspot: sarah weller,
- dc comics: jason todd,
- dragon age: cullen rutherford,
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- gravity falls: mabel pines,
- legends of tomorrow: rip hunter,
- lucifer: lucifer morningstar,
- marvel: wanda maximoff,
- newsflesh: georgia mason,
- once upon a time: emma swan,
- once upon a time: henry mills,
- outlander: claire fraser,
- persona 3: arisato minato,
- supernatural: dean winchester,
- the adventure zone: lup,
- undertale: sans
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[Emma has read what information has been made available, she’s walked the grounds and the corridors of some of the mansion’s ground floor, and she’s combed through what public postings she could find to look through on the device she’d found in the pocket opposite of where she kept her own phone. She’s been digging for evidence since she got here, but what she’s found?
She’s not buying it. The message that comes through is voice only, not wanting to reveal her face or her exact location right away-- though she’s pretty damn sure that whoever’s responsible for this is watching her and has a good idea of where she is, if not who.]
Look. I know someone is out there listening.
[She doesn’t know exactly who, but someone.]
This game of yours? I’m not interested. I don’t know how you got me here, or how you set all this up. Maybe it’s some messed-up alternate reality game, but I didn’t opt in for any of this. I don’t care how elaborate it is, or how much work went into it-- my kid is at home waiting for me, and I am not screwing around.
[Her tone is hard, angry rather than anxious, determination winning out over uncertainty.]
‘Wonderland.’ Cute, but I’m not impressed. All I want is for you to point me towards the exit. You can do me a solid and we can do this the easy way-- or we can do it the hard way. Trust me, whatever weird stuff you might be into, I can promise you won’t be happy if we go that route.
[She stays on the line, just to wait for any kind of possible response-- but she doesn’t really know what to expect. This entire thing has her out of her depth, even if she’s not willing to admit it.]
She’s not buying it. The message that comes through is voice only, not wanting to reveal her face or her exact location right away-- though she’s pretty damn sure that whoever’s responsible for this is watching her and has a good idea of where she is, if not who.]
Look. I know someone is out there listening.
[She doesn’t know exactly who, but someone.]
This game of yours? I’m not interested. I don’t know how you got me here, or how you set all this up. Maybe it’s some messed-up alternate reality game, but I didn’t opt in for any of this. I don’t care how elaborate it is, or how much work went into it-- my kid is at home waiting for me, and I am not screwing around.
[Her tone is hard, angry rather than anxious, determination winning out over uncertainty.]
‘Wonderland.’ Cute, but I’m not impressed. All I want is for you to point me towards the exit. You can do me a solid and we can do this the easy way-- or we can do it the hard way. Trust me, whatever weird stuff you might be into, I can promise you won’t be happy if we go that route.
[She stays on the line, just to wait for any kind of possible response-- but she doesn’t really know what to expect. This entire thing has her out of her depth, even if she’s not willing to admit it.]
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[Seriously, is everyone at the N.Y.P.D. asleep on the job? Actually, scratch that, she already knows the answer, given how much time she spends working cases to find people they lost. This place is definitely big enough that it should be hard to miss, but given the state of the grounds, her current bet is that she was somehow drugged and dragged upstate.]
Don't bother telling me to 'save my breath.' My being here, wherever this actually is, means my son could be in danger.
[Which means she's not shutting up or giving up looking for answers anytime soon.]
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[He's been here long enough to know that they had the upper hand, especially since he'd been here before and they lobotomized him each time he caused a problem. No way he was gonna play into that mindfuck again.]
You're not the only one missing a kid. He probably missed the trip. Given the stakes here, that's in his best interest.
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[She can't just assume that he didn't get grabbed, too.]
How long has this been going on?
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[He has no fucking clue how long this place has been on the map. He knows Evelyn's been around for years and Sam has been around too long for comfort. Apparently, he's been here a handful of times he can't remember. It's a rabbit hole he for sure doesn't want to fall through, especially since he's already stuck in one crapshoot wormhole dimension.]
The numbers ain't exactly comforting. Stop by the library... you might get more answers there.
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[Unsettling? Sure. Crazy? Damn straight. No warm fuzzies to be found here, though.]
Can't say that light reading is exactly high on my list of priorities at the moment, but I'll keep it in mind.
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[Even if she's still convinced most of it is bs. Time will tell.]
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I'm willing to bet you're not exactly normal either.
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[She's taking everything with several grains of salt at this point.]
Look. I have more legwork to do, so thanks for-- trying, I guess.
[Some people here have been more help than others. She's not sure where he falls on the scale.]