November & December Test Drive Meme

[thewakemods]

It's that time again!

→ Comment with a new character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. (put character/canon in subject line pls!)
→ You don't have to be in the game to comment! HI NEW PEOPLE LET US ENABLE YOU.
→ Tag around with new and old characters.
→ App all those characters
→ ???
→ PROFIT!

**NOTICE** - For new series and recent updates/occurrences to existing ones, please mark as SPOILERS if you must refer to such, but please use your own discretion in general.

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Overwatch | Jesse McCree

[pythonesque]

The ground beneath Jesse McCree's face was cold and unyielding as consciousness began to creep back to him. He groaned, metallic arm rising to gingerly touch his head. Must have been one hell of a night out, he though, if the headache thundering between his temples was any indication. Body feeling stiff, McCree pushed himself upwards, squinting at the scenery around him.

Nothing looked familiar, besides his well-worn ten gallon hat on the ground. He snatched it up, placing it haphazardly on his scraggly hair. Blearily looking around, McCree looked for something recognizable to anchor himself to. None of this was ringing any bells. Frantically patting himself down, he found the usual inventory - the stanard outfit of old red serape, faded jeans, and boots with spurs, Peacekeeper in her holster at his hip, the 'BAMF' buckle around his waste, the pack of cigars in his pocket.

"Well, isn't this somethin'," McCree said.

Re: Overwatch | Jesse McCree

[guru_clef]

Clef had been walking around, looking for a place to practice. He had apparently missed quite a storm, and he suspected Link wasn't telling him EVERYTHING. But as Link, Zelda, and Shadow were all intact, he would let it go for now. He took a deep breath in, and then... heard someone behind him.

The small wizard, looking like a 10 year old playing dress up with an elaborate gem encrusted staff, turned to face the new arrival. He offered a small smile.

"Welcome to Naut. This place can be a bit confusing. I'm Clef, and I'd be happy to help you get your bearings."

Re: Overwatch | Jesse McCree

[death_from_above]

The small orange cat looked up at him, ears folded back in irritation.

"Well that's one question...." he said. Yep, the cat just spoke.

"But there is a far more important question that needs to be answered."

Doctor Who | The Master (SPOILERS for latest season/series)

[selfsaboteur]

To say this is unexpected would be a gross understatement, but by now, tragically, the Master is used to dealing with the unexpected. Not happy about it, mind, but adaptable. It's a definite improvement over dying, at least. And as if to check, he brings one hand behind his back to explore the supposed wound. He comes away with nothing. Not even a tear in his overcoat.

Now isn't that interesting? Because the last thing he clearly remembers is bleeding out on the floor of the lift, thanks to his future self (and what is it about women?). Heading down to his TARDIS so they could continue this whole ill-fated cycle over again. Though he's still convinced he could have come up with some way out of it, given the chance. Just as he's determined to turn this latest setback to his advantage, as he always does.

Whoever or whatever has chosen to bring him here has deposited him on a vast plain, but he spots a city of some sort in the distance and begins walking toward that. He's admittedly having trouble pinpointing exactly where or when this is, and that bothers him more than anything else. But they've left him his laser screwdriver, which was a definite mistake. He is the Master, and he'll be nobody's prisoner, nor anyone's puppet.

[timeslastsoldier]

He notices the man, but can't place him. There's something familiar bout him, though. A sense of having met somewhere before and it being important. He doesn't discount those feelings, especially not these days, especially not here. So the only thing to do really is to come up to him, hands in his pockets and see what the man does and if he knows him.

Romana || Doctor Who

[abitshort]

At this point, it's far from odd to be ending up on planets she doesn't recognize. It's slightly more odd to be there without the Doctor (Romana distinctly remembers him leaving the TARDIS with her), but even that is more irresponsible of him than it is odd. It's not as though she expected much better from him.

And, unfortunately, it's not even very odd that this new planet doesn't appear to be new at all. In fact, it looks a lot like Earth-- and given the Doctor's tendency to take them there far more than is necessary, it very likely is. It's got the trees for it, at least, and the grass certainly looks like Earth grass. There's a gate behind her, too, but somehow she knows she's just come from there. No point in going back, then, when the mystery clearly lies ahead.

Though she isn't too keen on having to track down the Doctor (knowing it's more than likely his fault for running off), she'll still scout ahead. There's nothing behind her to be found, after all, it wouldn't be sensible to hang around here.

She's fine with trekking through the forest if it means finding out what's going on this time-- even if she certainly plans on giving the Doctor an earful for this when she finds him.

[timeslastsoldier]

"Ro--" He hasn't seen her in a long time. Younger. Curls' days. Not the president of Gallifrey, deposed or otherwise. But he hasn't been home in such a long time or him in such a long time it's wonderful to see her. So he might just catch up to her and take her hand, hugging her from behind while putting another hand over her eyes.

"Guess who?"

Magic Knight Rayearth | Hikaru Shidou

[fiery_determination]

She'd been having a lot of strange dreams lately, mostly revolving around Lady Debonair, Nova and the impending destruction of Cephiro- but this one was different, though still confused. Hikaru couldn't make much sense out of it. Then a voice called out to her. One she didn't recognize.

Her eyelids fluttered open, then immediately closed once more as the amount of light had been unexpected. More cautiously this time, she raised an arm to shield her face as she tried again, and the sights she was met with were foreign to her. Foreign in a different sense than either Cephiro or another region of Tokyo. So, where was she now? Where were her companions and how was she supposed to get back to them in time.

With the invaders closing in from Autozam, Fahren, Chizeta and the mysterious local threat on Cephiro the last thing this Magic Knight needed was to be absent from the front-lines.

Re: Magic Knight Rayearth | Hikaru Shidou

[guru_clef]

Clef had been taking a walk, trying to shake off that last storm and all the oddness that had come with it. And then he saw familiar red hair.

No... It couldn't...could it?

The miniature mage hurried forward until he couldn't deny it. Her knew her, he knew that armor. But it had evolved so much....

"What is Naut thinking bringing you here now?!" He exclaimed before he could catch himself. And he had been so much better about his temper too. But that last storm shook him. And... and he had been okay being here, because they were THERE. Because his serving here was the payment for them serving there....

Magic Knight Rayearth | Ascot (Sorry I play him from the first half ^^')

[monsters_bff]

"Hey! Watch where you're going!," He shouted when one of the locals neglected to catch sight of this punier newcomer. The stranger didn't stop, which only served to further ruffle the boy's ire. " If you knew who you were dealing with, then you'd treat me with more respect."

"Did you hear me!? I'm talking to you".

With a huff, Ascot soon came up with a solution that drew a smirk to his lips. "I'll show you... it's time that I introduced this place to my friends anyway." Raising his hand aloft, he prepared to summon of his massive creatures. No one in Cephiro understood these beings, always calling them monsters, and being generally terrorized by them. Ascot couldn't stand people like that, but in this case he was looking forward to exacting some petty revenge for an innocent oversight. Only.... nothing came of his actions. No monster came forth... there he was just standing there in the middle of the road, completely defenseless and more importantly.. alone. The realization was slowly starting to sink in, and the prospect was crippling.

That's fine! Poor Ascot!

[guru_clef]

Clef had been coming up behind, just walking, when he witnessed that. Part of his heart went out to the kid, but he had sided with Zagato, and that couldn't be forgiven.

So before Ascot could notice him, He swung his staff and summoned Fluya. The flying fish was smaller than usual, the size of a large horse, but a familiar creature was a familiar creature. Clef sat on her back as she swam through the air to float in front of Ascot. Possibly the only time he could look down on anyone from home, physically. Especially since standing the two of them were about the same size.

"I suppose that you being here means that the Knights have one less challenge to face then." His face was hard set. "And you're not going to be able to summon your friends here, Ascot." And then the slightest softening. "They're fine, they're just not here."

Magic Knight Rayearth | Sierra

[noble_sacrifice]

Losing her identity was a task that she'd willingly accepted, though she could never truly fill the void that was left in her sister's passing, nor did it mean she was not still pained by the loss. Still, with Cephiro sitting on a blade's edge her own personal emotions needed to be pushed aside. If those girls from another world only knew, that Presea had indeed not been restored, it would lay heavily on their minds and their hearts.

Besides, there was someone else Sierra was doing this for as well.

Startled awake by the strangest of dreams, she was suddenly absolved of the duty she'd undertaken entirely. This was not the world she knew, and there was nothing here that she recognized. Her sister had always been the stronger one.. so what was she to do now?

hedging my bets letting her notice him first, lol

[guru_clef]

And she might spot a familiar miniature mage crossing the road ahead of her, intent on the book floating in front of him, not noticing much of anything. He had lost so much research time, this past Storm. Frowning he stopped walking long enough to pull another book from the gem on his headpiece, and opened it, setting it floating as well, bracing his staff in the crook of his arm as he flipped through to find the page he wanted.

"The answer has to be here somewhere..."

Magic Knight Rayearth | Zagato

[even_if_it_crumbles]

As the blindly bright light threatened to sweep away all that he had ever been or ever fought away he heard the voice. "Wake," it had said. It would have been far easier to give in to the darkness drawing closer to him but Zagato had never taken the easy path before. He opened his eyes and stood... to find himself in a much different place than he had been before. The city seemed vast, it's buildings sprawling out into the distance as far as he could see. Clearly this was no longer Cephiro. So the Legendary Magic Knights had won just as legend said they would. What did that mean for him and more importantly what did it mean for...

"Princess Emeraude..."

[monsters_bff]

"Princess Emeraude?" At the mention of a familiar name, Ascot perked up. Once he'd realized he was unable to summon any monsters here, and he'd ditched certain parties the boy had been hiding in an alleyway, which just happened to be in earshot of this other arrival. Somewhat hesitantly, he clasped the corner of the nearest building and peered out of his hiding space to see who had spoken.

"It's Lord Zagato?!"

He waited a few moments longer before presenting himself. Even though he had been working for Zagato he still found that imposing figure a little on the intimidating side. Still, an ally was an ally... and he'd take any one at this point. Besides, Zagato was a powerful person. Surely, he hadn't lost his abilities as well. Somewhat sheepishly, he walked.... WALKED over and bowed his head, crossing his hands together in front of his small form. "Lord Zagato, it's me.. Ascot. I haven't found the Magic Knights since I showed up here but.... when I do find them...." If he found them. "Then... uh....." What could he do? He'll just awkwardly trail off here.

Ferio | Magic Knight Rayearth

[hides_in_trees]

Insinctively tucking and rolling as he hit the ground Ferio drew his sword and scanned the area in front of him. The claws of the giant monster had tossed him high into there air, but as he made his dramatic landing and swung out his large sword towards the beast it was... gone?

???

“Uh...” He blinked and sheepishly looked to the person he was now threatening, “Your... not a monster?”

[enchantressofore]

The reaction to Ferio's sudden appearance was immediate. The short red-headed girl was tense, reaching for a sword that wasn't at her side and flinching when she didn't grab hold of anything. Her breath was caught in its throat as there was a moment of stillness, but when he spoke she let out that breath in a hard sigh.

"No, and it is quite rude of you to refer to me as such. I will say that your entrance is quite ... Unique, if nothing else."

She still didn't move, waiting for him to lower his sword expectantly -- though there was a part of her worried that he wouldn't, and that she wouldn't be able to stop him from doing something extremely dangerous with it. It wasn't like she knew of the boy's nature or intent, after all.

Gwen Cooper l Doctor Who (Torchwood)

[faithfulpartner]

Gwen Cooper had taken a somewhat nasty tumble in her haze since she had been quietly crying in a hallway before this. But when she came to she realized something was very amiss and quickly reached for the phone in her coat pocket,"All out of service, odder." having tried every number from Jack and her husband to Andy Williams and Martha Jones. But after a quick check in a nearby window to find outside of her red eyes and a few bruises she was fine (and still dressed in jeans, sweater, trainers, coat and gun in its holder). "Now to find either answers or coffee." pushing herself out into the streets of a place she knows is not Cardiff. But as she walked the pale brunette shivers, she's on a razor sharp edge emotionally thanks to a very recent death.
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[Network]

I got the quick and dirty version of things so cutting to the chase: if anyone knows of The Doctor or has ties to Torchwood let me know? Looking for my husband Rhys Williams and my friends.

Re: Gwen Cooper l Doctor Who (Torchwood)

[borntolove]

Ten meanwhile is sort of staggering still. Not much but enough to be noticed. The Doctor is on his way to Arcas when he catches up with the stranger. He's not going to spend a long time with helping he's getting to Arcas - so help him. Especially after that week.

Still greets her pleasantly despite things.

"Hallo. Welcome to Nautilus."

Caldina | Magic Knight Rayearth

[gorgeous_charmer]

"Well now, if this isn't a surprise for little ol' me." A striking woman in a revealing outfit proclaimed. "It's not nice to kidnap someone. Especially someone as gorgeous as me."

Despite her protests there didn't seem to be anyone near enough to have called her to "wake". So just what was this all about, and whose idea of a joke was it? As someone who was used to traveling, she didn't feel an overwhelming sense of panic as she glanced around at the unfamiliar setting. There could be some opportunities here, but there still was the matter of a job she'd previously accepted.. and well she was concerned about the whereabouts of her not!brother, Ascot. She'd taken a real liking to him and tended to look out for him. She didn't like the idea of his being left with no allies.

"So how's about some of you start talking, before I really lose my temper?" Said in the sweetest voice possible.

Re: Caldina | Magic Knight Rayearth

[younghero]

Link wondered if this newcomer was a Gerudo, at first. But, after she spoke for a bit, he came to the conclusion (albeit somewhat disappointed) that she was not.

Still, he stopped and cleared his throat.

"Ma'am, you haven't been kidnapped."

Raiden | Mortal Kombat: Conquest

[meekthundergod]

[Hello, new person here. I have a friend in Wake who has been trying to get me to try things out and I figured I'd give this guy a go to see what happens. Thank you in advance for your patience, as I am still going through all the literature to get up to speed on things for Wake!]

Raiden looked around quietly, studying the very foreign skyline in all its strangeness. He hadn't seen buildings quite this tall built of metal, but stone definitely. His grass hat was off his head, hanging down behind him as his expression remained neutral. Inside he was doing his best to remain calm, because he could tell something was very wrong here. He was powerless, as if stuck in Outworld, but this wasn't Kahn's realm. If it was an illusion, he hadn't been able to see through it yet.

Whomever is the first person to walk by him, he'll calmly walk over with a small smile and a nod. His voice is calm and low, pleasant in tone and friendly.

"Excuse me, but would you mind telling me where I am? I seem to be lost." He looked like a traveler dressed in white tai-chi silks, and he could certainly play the part while he was at it.

Excuse me while I die of all the glee ever!!!!!!!!! Kaylin and Raiden friendship is good to GO!

[kaylinneya]

She huffed a bit, and shook her head. Why the *****s was it always her? weren't there other people on the **** Task Force? Hope was not around her neck, and her tabard was gone, but otherwise... Kaylin was Kaylin. Her palms rested easily on the pommels of her daggers, and her neck cricked up to talk to someone as ***** tall as he was.

"Okay. Short version. Not your **** world. The people here call this place Nautilus. Place where all worlds intersect or overlap or whatever ***** they're saying this week. Center of Chaos, Shadows, and *****ed storms that will mess the *****s out of you. There are welcome houses in every district, some sort of temple past the teleporter pad that way," she was pointing in the wrong direction. "And the Task force headquarters that way." Again. Wrong Direction. Because she's Kaylin.

Beaker | The Muppets (yeah i know)

[beakie]

His first thought was that Dr. Honeydew must've tried some sort of wacky invention on him that led him to appear in this place, but that wouldn't have explained at all the weird voice that kept telling him to 'wake' or whatever, and why he couldn't remember it. So he sets off on trying to find some help, someone who could possibly explain a little more about where he is. Gosh, he sure hopes he can find a familiar face around here. Preferably Honeydew, they maybe he could explain how he got in this predicament.

Well, even if he couldn't find him, maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Since, well, no one would be actively putting him through dangerous and life-threatening experiments for once.

He sort of cautiously skitters down the street before catching a glimpse of someone. Clearing his throat, he approaches them and says, "Meemeemee meep meemoo meep mee?" His words are mumbled, so it's difficult to understand what he's saying, but it sounds like he's asking if they've seen a bald green man with glasses and a lab coat.

muppets and puppets are the same thing right

[madeofpine]

Pinocchio happened to be a bigger fan of the Eastern district than one might expect, given that he lives in the South. But, well, he'd arrived in the East, and the beach reminded him of home (on some level), so it was nice to go back and visit it every now and again.

Except it's not quite as boring as a routine visit, this time, because that's definitely someone (something?) he's never seen before heading down the street. And, hey, that's great! He's never gotten to greet a new person before-- but he doesn't even get the chance, because it seemingly spots him and--

Uh. Says... something? Is that what's happening here? It's talking, right?

Either way, he just nods along thoughtfully to the series of noises before responding very slowly.

"...No."

He might, uh, just kind of be guessing in terms of what this stranger's actually saying, but hopefully the answer was correct.

Negaduck | Darkwing Duck

[negaverse]

Video

Does anyone happen to know where I can find a bar around here?

[just asking for a friend]

[beakie]

[Video]

Ooh, meemee meep meemee meep meepmeemee!

[He's going to scribble a crude map on a tissue and hold it up to the camera with an arrow pointing to somewhere East.]

Meememeep meemee meemoo?

[Just asking if he can come along.]

Stan Pines | Gravity Falls (Spoilers? for Weirdmageddon finale)

[mister_mystery]

"Guess I was good for something after all."

Stan closed his eyes with a smile, letting the blue flames consume him. And everything went dark.

That was the last thing he remembered happening, followed by hearing some mysterious voice telling him to wake up. So he did, sitting up from having been sprawled on the ground knocked out.

Stan looked down at himself, noting he was wearing his usual 'Mister Mystery' outfit instead of his brother's sweater and coat. He then stared at his hands, six-fingered gloves absent and well! Those were five entire fingers on each hand alright. He felt quite groggy and disoriented, unsure whether the memory gun had erased anything completely. So their plan to defeat Bill Cipher worked, then? Or did something happen and this was now some kind of afterlife dimension.

"Did...did I die? Where am I?"

[throwawaytheplan]

"Don't know, but I doubt that I'm dead."

It was a bit of a disappointment that this old man seemed just as out-of-place as Len felt. He'd been hoping for some answers as to how far he was from home, but he chances of finding that out now looked slim. Still, he wouldn't get anywhere without more information. This guy was as good as any.

Len tilted his head, his heavy coat rustling a bit as he did. "Would like to know why you thought you were, though. That's not a conclusion most people jump towards."

Leonard Snart | DCTV

[throwawaytheplan]

[1]
Once his adrenaline high dropped off, Len's mood went south with it. He'd been playing up the banter at the time, but the fact that Barry Allen had just left him in the middle of the woods at night instead of at least bringing him back to the road was pretty irresponsible of the so-called hero.

Emphasis on middle of the woods. He'd expected to be back by the road and meeting up with Lisa and Mick sooner rather than later, but, no, he'd been walking for a while now and there was no sign of anyone. Not his sister, not his partner, not The Flash, not even any of the Santini goons they'd been trying to rob.

By the time he broke through the trees to find an alien landscape, he actually threw his hands up in exasperation. "Don't tell me he took me all the way to another city." It didn't even look like Keystone or any of Central's other neighbors. How fast was The Flash, that he brought him out so far and Len barely even noticed? Or, better, how petty was he? Did he intend to get them to stop by mildly inconveniencing them every time they pulled a heist?

At least his signature blue parka was appropriate for the weather. It seemed... snowier than it had been before.

[2, video]
[By this point, Len's managed to gather his bearings and co-opted one of the empty houses for his own use. He's also exceedingly bored. Stealing from a town of reality-warpers seemed like a tall order, even for someone who could go toe-to-toe with the Scarlet Speedster. But, the thing is, even when he limited himself to his biannual heists, he always kept a hand in the game. Was always keeping his ears to the ground for some interesting score, always keeping his skills sharp.]

[Now, Len could have anything his heart desired, except for what he actually wanted. And unless he got something to fill that void, he was going to fall back on old habits. That said, he wasn't eager to find out how this place's justice system worked just yet. So he's slouching in a chair, legs dangling over one of the arms, head resting on a hand, eager to convey his sentiments as accurately as possible.]

So. Nautilus. What exactly is it that you do for fun around here? Because I gotta say, if all this is just [-he waves his other hand-] chatting up strangers and training for some mission this city foisted on us, falling asleep never sounded so good.

[2 - video]

[abitshort]

I suppose that depends on what you'd want to do.

[Romana arches an eyebrow at the subject, however. This is a complaint she hasn't heard before-- she'd assumed it would be far more common for one to be overwhelmed with the possibilities in Nautilus, not bored due to a lack of them.]

Someone must've told you about Bending by now. If you're bored, it's only because you haven't got the will to make anything fun.

[Not that that was such a big deal, in the end. It was nearly impossible to stumble upon any structure in the city that was intended to be constructive rather than recreational as is, in her opinion. It could be quite frustrating, actually.]

Lucas Killan | Killzone Shadowfall

[shadowmarshalllucask]

[ Video ]

[ A black cowl covered man seems to be eyeing the camera in suspicion as his drone like device named the OWL is following behind him like a backpack on his back.]

"So this place is Nautilus, huh?"

[ He keeps the cowl on his face as he looks for signs of Helghast or ISA around the area.]

"Seems less tech advanced then I thought."

Re: Lucas Killan | Killzone Shadowfall

[agathaheterodyne]

[The woman who answered was in some sort of mechanics lab, covered in grease, hald under what looked like a 10 foot tall Robot's carapace, surrounded by a varied group of small pocket watched sized robots.] She sat up, pulling free of her work to shove a hand through her hair. "Tell me about it."

Darkwing Duck from Darkwing Duck. Please bear with my rust XD

[lets_get_dangerous]

[Accidental Video]

I am the terror that flaps in the night, I am the power cord that's too short to reach the socket.

[A shadowy figure proclaimed, a cape draped dramatically in front of the speakers bill]

I Am Darkwing Duck! [With one smooth motion, his cape was flung behind him]

...And.. you? [A note of confusion threading into his words] You... are not Megavolt, and this isn't his secret hideout..... [Speaking to someone not captured by the feed]

YAY!!!!

[keen_gear]

"Way to mess up the landing, dad..." [She'd been waiting for him though, and pops up to her feet, trying to figure out where he is from the background.]

Molly O'Hagan || OC

[windycitybanshee]

Such a sudden shift!

Where was she?

Nothing was familiar. Nothing felt the same! She was panicking, but not shifting which worried her more. She wanted to scream or yell. Curse and hide but it wouldn't help. Molly knew this so well that it made her empty chest hurt.

Instead she floated down, transparent and flickering between visible and not. Face in her hands and weeping as her hair floated about her in a non-existent wind.

Re: Molly O'Hagan || OC

[shoehoarder]

Well.

Shit.

Okay, okay, on one hand, that is definitely magical. On the other, clearly someone in pain. And with her, caution was second to helping and she warily approaches.

"Hey? Hey, girl, um...okay, this is definitely signs of distress and not you just being dramatic, right?"

River Song | Doctor Who

[tardisdiary]

The last time she checked, the Singing Towers didn't have a library. Nor was it covered in fog for that matter. River was used to getting into strange situations, but this? This one was definitely strange even by her standards.

"Let's see...strange place, no idea where I am and there's quite the atmosphere. I'd swear it was my birthday all over again."She smirked slightly and looked at the buildings around her before just picking a direction and started to walk. A hand slipped into her pockets, confirming her diary and her sonic were with her.

Good. Now, to get down to business. River found herself in an unfamiliar place, it was cold out and she was definitely not dressed for this kind of weather. Admittedly, this wasn't the first nor would it be the last time she found herself in a situation like this. Nor was it the first time she found herself on a date with The Doctor and then ending up somewhere else completely. However, he could have at least had the decency to be there with her.

River glanced towards the buildings she was passing as she walked, trying to place the culture or even time period for a hint. Hopefully something would jump out at her... and not literally otherwise, they might find they she was more than they bargained for.

In other words, River was in her element and loving every second of it.

Re: River Song | Doctor Who

[memories_of_me]

Me had been walking in the other direction, dressed in a way River would have never seen her dressed before - hair back in a tight braid, black and silver silk blouse with Gallifreyan writing on the buttons. Over that was a black skirt with silver pleats. She wore black leggings with the stars from Gallifrey as she saw them as a design, each of them winking out in the proper order. There were also black high tops with silver laces, and a black and silver scrunchie. It was like Me met the 80s, fought, and came out the victor.

As soon as Me saw River though, she stumbled. Was it? It had to be. Right? Maybe? She hated her memory so much just then, and that she hadn't discovered drawing until the stupid school storm here. But... "River?" she asked, hoping. Oh please be River. PLEASE be River. She needed this, Me needed a win already.

Django of the Dead || El Tigre

[skeletalgrandson]

A) Prose

This was not where he had expected to wake up after his mystic guitar was destroyed. He should have appeared back in the Land of the Dead but instead he was in front of some gate, staring up at a red sky. The sky was familiar yet not so with the giant heart moon off in the distance. He had his guitar back too. He strummed the strings to make sure it was in tune. He started to walk and tune the guitar. He needed to find Nana Sartana. If he was here, she would be too, right?

The skeleton boy explored the city slowly. He was in a strange place and rushing in wasn't going to help. He didn't need to run into a hero before he could get his bearings. He reached the tree of waterfalls and rivers of the Eastern District when he decided to take a rest. He sat down on one of the many benches and started to play. He wasn't trying to summon undead or hurt anyone. He just wanted to play a tune to himself as he tried to think. Did someone bring him here? He remembered a voice in his head, calling his name. Thinking back, it wasn't any voice he'd ever heard before. Still he reached out for it and now he was here.

"I need answers," He grumbled to himself as clawed skeleton hands expertly plucked the strings on his mystic guitar. As he played, he felt something shift in his poncho. The music stopped as he reached inside and pulled out...a cell phone? He'd never owned one before so where did it come from. He flipped it open and started to push buttons.

B) Network Post

[The video comes on and Django blinks at the camera...however a living skeleton blinks. Red eyes stare for a moment before he clears his throat.]

Hello? Is anyone there? My name is Django. Django of the Dead. Has anyone seen my Nana? You'd know her if you saw her. She's Sartana of the Dead. She's famous. I'm trying to figure out how I got here.

...That's all. [He hits the red buttons and ends the video.]

[prescientfog]

[WELP. This isn't anyone particularly useful but he does like talking to dead people/people from the lands of the dead??

The gym leader gives a small smile.]

Sorry to say I... haven't seen your Nana. You said she's Sartana of the Dead, would that mean that we should keep an eye out for her in a spirit form, rather than corporeal? Because I can help either way.

Angelo Colasanto / Torchwood: Miracle Day

[not_blasphemy]

[Network]

[The device clicks on and the video might show, at an odd angle, a dark-haired young man, frowning slightly in a puzzled way in the general direction of the screen.]

My grandkids could make more sense of these things... [He certainly doesn't look old enough to have grandkids. His eyes widen a bit, as he realizes it's on.] Oh, you can hear me.

[A slight clearing of his throat.] If someone could explain to me what this place is, I would be eternally grateful. At the risk of sounding like the simple country lad I am, or was, is this heaven, or something like it?

[A pause, glancing away ever so slightly. Almost starts to say something, then stops himself] I think will be enough for now.

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[Around the Northern District]

The orange glow to the water in the late evening puzzles him, this young-looking man in an off-the-rack brown suit, his eyes older than the rest of him, but the cool weather is welcome, reminding him of the high desert at night. He's been browsing through the library off and on, impressed at the collection there, and with the thought that if this is his heaven, he has an eternity to read the ones he hasn't read.

He might linger at the edge of the soccer field: it's been ages since he's played, but if someone's playing or just kicking a ball around, he might be fairly easily persuaded to join in.

And at some point, he might stumble across it, a blue box vaguely reminiscent of a phone booth. He has no idea what it could be, and it looks completely out of place here in this spot behind a bar...

[Video]

[ace_of_hearts]

Something like that! [A freckled cowboy pirate waves at the screen.] Welcome to Nautilus. Life between afterlife and death. It takes some getting used to for most. Assuming they ever.

Christine Daae

[hearangels]

There's a young woman wearing a 19th century style dress, wandering through the streets of the Northern District. She looks both utterly lost and utterly enchanted by the sights of the city.

She approaches the first person she sees with a hesitant expression. "Excuse me...where...where is the Opera?"

Re: Christine Daae

[piano_man]

"Huh?" Cosmo turned around, giving her a quick look before smiling, "Well there's the one in Nashville but judging by the costume I don't think that's the train you're after."

Cosmo Brown || Singin' in the Rain

[piano_man]

He'd been walking around for at least half an hour. Nothing looked familiar, and he hadn't run into a single person. "Gee, and I'm wearing my best pajamas too." Cosmo ran a hand through his hair, finding a bench and sitting down. No phone, no cabs, not even a mangy alley cat.

Just where the heck was he?

"I sure wish I could blame Don for this but he never gets up before I do." He stretched out on the bench, he'd slept in far less comfortable accommodations, what was one more night on a park bench? He could figure things out when he wasn't running on two hours of sleep and who knew how many kegs of coffee.

[timeslastsoldier]

Well, not a mangy alleycat, no. But a well cared for cat with gleaming fur and intelligent eyes. He observed the man for a long moment, sitting on a fence nearby, then when the man's attention was on him said:

"Meow." In a somewhat Myaanchester accent.