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[A curious and very confused Faye Valentine finds herself walking through a lush maze of greenery. More than a little annoyed that her ship is nowhere to be found, she pouts dramatically as she walks. The communicator she'd discovered in her pocket isn't hers, but somehow it's easy enough to get the hang of.

Home doesn't exist anymore, but this isn't anywhere near where she last remembers being. Wanting answers, she takes out the communicator. There has to be someone within range of this thing's reception. Smiling, Faye dons a sweet voice, tinged with a hint of seduction.]


Hi!

I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm a little lost and I was just wondering if there was someone out there who might be able to help me? You see, I woke up in a forest and have no idea where I am. So if you could just point me in the right direction, I'd be very appreciative.

[She pauses and waits for a response, and after an eternity of waiting, like, at least six seconds, her sugar melts.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me?
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[He's calm, composed, as if he's practiced what he's going to say over and over before turning on his device.]

Hello, Wonderland.

[Michael clears his throat once, though he's not nervous, even if a small part of him is uncertain if this will be well received.]

I've decided to...have a get together..a party.. on the rooftop tonight.

[The archangel had decided that he needed to know more of the citizens of Wonderland, and had figured a group setting would be easier for him. Take the pressure away, and not force his social awkwardness on one individual at a time. Yes, a group would be better.

If this didn't work out, then he'd go back to what he'd been doing before. Trying to be invisible, and staying off of everyone's radar.]


There will be food, and drink. Whatever the closet gives me. It will start when the sun sets.

[He nods quickly, then ends the feed.]

[ooc: Feel free to post starters that can be left open for others to respond to as well as Michael.]
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[The screen turns on to show a young fair-skinned blonde woman sitting in the first floor Tea Room, seeming perfectly at home. There's a rather large pile of books and binders next to her on the couch, most of which are scholarly articles or academic analysis of the world of Alice In Wonderland, as well as the book itself and all related works. Someone's been busy. There's also a few Halloween editions of popular style magazines scattered about.

Dressed
casually with wavy, shoulder length hair, Caroline looks bright and awake, eternal optimism shining loud and clear, even when the frustration at her current situation comes through in her voice.]

I thought it was about time I introduced myself on here, so hey. I'm Caroline Forbes. Former Miss Mystic Falls, current Wonderland captive. Libra, ex-drama major, big fan of these cookies. [She holds one of the cookies from the tea room up before taking a bite, chewing, and pausing before speaking again. She's got a lot of energy and bounces a little in her seat.]

Okay, so, if the calendar's correct, that means I've not only missed my birthday, which sucks, [no it really sucks she's actually upset about that, but she's staying focused ok] but that Halloween's right around the corner. Which means costumes and yes, a party. I happen to be great at parties, so I've already started planning the end of the month Costume Ball. [So excite. Are you excited, Wonderland? You should be!]

But, since I'm not in Kansas anymore and, instead, living in a very real version of a child's whimsical nightmarish fantasy, I'm kind of at a loss as far as predicting the unpredictable elements, which I'm also usually great at. [She sighs, and sits up straight, pleading in her eyes.] So, fellow residents of Wonderland, help a newbie out? And don't skimp on the gory details. Is this place going to ruin our Halloween party? If so, how, and would moving the date back a few days maybe lessen the risk here?

Let me know, I'd really appreciate it.

[On a more serious note..] Anyway, what do people do for fun around here? And is anyone working on a way to go home? Like, researching this place, separating fact from fiction, searching for a metaphorical or possibly literal rabbit hole, or looking for answers in general? [Little smile matched with sincere concern and determination.] I'd like to help.
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This is an emergency, Scouting Legion report!

[Okay, so there is some weird stuff going on and Hange is in full-on business mode. Not only is she sporting her three dimensional gear but she's got her swords out just in case she needs to beat anyone else down.]

This is your commander Hange Zoe ordering you to report! Unfriendly's have been engaged. I repeat, unfriendly's have been engaged. I want all scouts in uniform. Be advised, running into potential replicas of our own comrades is possible. I advise extreme caution when approaching anyone. Report back to me for more orders!

[She came across a corner and edged closer around it before continuing her jog down the hall.]

Lumi? Killi? I better hear from you both. Report in! Lightning, don't you stay quiet now. Where are you guys? To everyone else fighting off these intruders, if we work together, we can prevent them from getting what they want. We can't let them find that sword before us!
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From what I’m understanding, some idiot kidnapped me. Which is dumb in and of itself, I am not as nice as I look . They did a half assed job to boot; like I wasn’t a threat. There weren’t even any guards watching me. I don’t know which is more insulting: getting kidnapped by idiots or being considered harmless.

[Normally that would be great that they underestimated him but this is ridiculous. ]

Just because I wouldn’t slaughter them outright doesn’t mean I wouldn’t rip their limbs off. A person doesn’t need all of them to stay alive, you know.

...Anyway, I’m getting sidetracked. All I want to do is get back to my sister, because I know she’s super worried by now. So if one of you could help me out with more information that would great.

[Killua is just upset about his missing sister, really. Nothing else is wrong with him at all. You can find him wandering around with a pout as he takes in his surroundings.]

((OOC: As a warning, there is a good chance that Killua's dearest older brother [personal profile] needlepoints  might pop up and threadjack. ))

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