[ Oh look, another person is fumbling with the tablet today. There's a short capture of the grey sky and a glimpse of bright red hair before a "clunk!" sound can be heard and a panicky-- ] Oh no! Did I brea-- [ The video stops there.

Several minutes later, the audio comes on. Whether it's by mistake or choice, who knows. You can still hear the rain coming down heavily and then a young girl's voice speaks up. The same one who was panicking not too long ago. ]

Hello? Is there anyone who can hear this? Hello? I'm-- [ her voice is almost hard to make out in the rain, so she talks louder: ] I don't know how I got up here and I'm stuck! Somebody on the street told me they were gonna come, but it's been forever and it's cold and raining and-- [ She sounds cold, tired and scared. ]

Can somebody come and get me down from the roof? [ A beat. ] Please?


[ ooc: max will be retrieving her! otherwise all network replies will be icly delayed by an hour or so. ]

I think I missed the hat. [ No she's not joking, and yes she knows that sounds... odd ] And when your wardrobe's destroyed you get [ ... ] somewhere else not on the map. [ Not on her map. She's seen the map, and even if it looks vaguely familiar she doesn't remember anywhere known as Exsilium. Granted she's never heard of Storybrooke before or Fairy Tale Land before going there ]

If this hadn't been explained I would think I hadn't gone anywhere, or that this was Cora's doing. [ She may still be thinking that. Explanation or not it's not all sunk in yet, and considering she's here alone - her mother would be a better fit for this than her, not that she wants her stuck there either - it doesn't sound like something she wants to believe ] Which wouldn't be good. [ Just pointing that out ]

So. Just going to go out on a limb here. Has anyone read Snow White? [ Just in case? And why Snow White, other than the obvious ] Or... Pinocchio? [ As much as a friendly face could be nice she's not sure she wants to hear from them ]

Never mind. [ She sounds a little defeated, and she can't blame herself ] It was just a thought. [ A very bad one. On a scale of 1-10? ]

Okay, going with better questions I guess I need to know about this, or at least what's not covered in Exsilium 101. [ Great read, could have done with a joke or two though ] What don't they tell you? [ She needs that fine print ] Or a tip for getting used to it. [ Not settling in, that's not happening. And now she's stopping ] I'd appreciate it.

[The video clicks on and the view sways sickeningly for a moment. The small light on the camera does very little to penetrate the darkness of the catacombs under the city. Once it focuses on the man holding the tablet, the light only succeeds in making him look oddly pale and drawn.]

I need medical attention. Sooner rather than later would be nice--

[So maybe it's not just the camera making him look like shit. Charlie shifts, which cues a snarled string of expletives and a jostled camera.]

--or just a hand out of these bloody catacombs. I think my leg's busted.

Is it working now? Let's see... Okay!

[The video begins with a rather peculiar sight. What's so distinctive about her? Could be the cross-shaped scar on her face. Looks like something had to be forcibly removed. A mask, maybe? Let's also take notice of the red eyes and the darkened veins.

Her appearance aside, this schoolgirl seems to have kept herself in high spirits, if remaining a bit confused.]

Hi, everyone! My name is Painwheel! It's nice to meet you all.

[...what.]

Can someone tell me what's going on? I'm not really sure how I got here.

Where am I? Could one of you can tell me how to get in contact with the Labs so they can come pick me up? I'm already going to be late enough as it is, and I was really looking forward to my first day of school!

[she had prepared her introduction and everything!]

Hello?

[A ten year old Tenjou gets extremely close up to the camera and then backs away. He doesn't have his trademark piercings yet and his hair is much shorter. He cracks a grin.]

Wow. Human technology really improved! Still this place isn't really Kuukan after all. That'd explain why my tutors aren't chasing me around. Cool. I can live with that. My old man's too busy probably to notice me gone as always.

I'm Ken'ichi by the way. Also does anyone know where to get some good kitsune udon? I'm starving.

Gwen? [ A beat. ] Merlin? [ Another beat. ] Arthur?

[ There is something distinctly off when the feed switches on, where there was once coldness now is warmth and concern. She looks around and the camera shakes a little before panning up to a face that looks so familiar but different at the same time. ]

If you're trying to scare me this is in very poor taste.

[ Here is a face some will remember, brave, stubborn, fierce; so full of the fire and warmth she had once upon a time possessed completely. She looks as if she stepped right out of the castle instead of looking as she had stepped right out of a hovel in the middle of a forest.

Morgana's brow furrows, her patience clearly reaching it's limit. What vague memories she has tells her they are here with her, but nothing more ─ so really stop hiding you jerks, it is not cool.

She sits nearby something busy (market most likely) judging by the sounds, tablet in her lap with a look of displeasure plain on her face. She had plans you see, though she barely remembers what they were, only they have been ruined by something; yet another thing she cannot properly remember.

Today is simply not her day. ]

Well, this is all fascinating.

This machete? It's mine, huh? Hm, I would wield something like this...

And notes on people who I have met, who I do not know here. Yet. Of course, I would do something of that sort...

Everyone is just different shades of the same color.

Yes... that is what I've come to understand from seeing pieces of myself from the future. Don't you all agree? You don't really change... just the hue which you present does.

—It's okay! We don't have to keep this stuff a secret.

[ THAT SURE IS A GLOVED HAND COVERING THE CAMERA but never fear, she figures it out after a moment and waves sheepishly. Exsilium, say hello to one half of your new magical girl duo. ]

Looks like there's been a bit of a problem, huh? Lucky for you guys, magical girl Sayaka is here to take care of everything! [ She holds her sword up with a grin, cape fluttering behind her. ] Just leave it to me! If anyone needs any help, I'll definitely be there straight away.

[A second later, another little magical girl face pops up. There's some fumbling around when she and Sayaka nudge shoulders and push together for room, and then she clears her throat and begins, nervously:]

If you say so...are all other magical girls this flashy?

[Mami-senpai had not mentioned it. She had also stressed the importance of keeping their magical girl personas a secret, but surely in this strange place, it wouldn't matter much, right? ...She hoped so.

Kyouko bows her head toward the camera politely, and speaks up a little louder.] Excuse me, everyone! I don't mean to be too forward, but...

[She straightens up a little, gets her game face on. She's holding a spear about twice her size, but it doesn't look like she's struggling to hold it.] We noticed there are a lot of kids around, and we want to help! So - please count on us! We'll help gather all of them up.

[A pause. She turns to Sayaka, and in a stage-whisper:] Did that sound cool enough?

You sounded fine! Geez, Kyouko, you worry too much.

[ ooc; tags will come from both in separate threads! edit: threadjacks are happening. feel free to action it up if you run into them anywhere in the hold, they will be all over. ]

[At first the camera is focused on an empty chair but after a moment a hand made of shifting red and purple energy with black bones and stars encased in it grabs the back of the chair and pulls it out.  Soon Ghost, or as a few have come to know her as "Ciara", settles into the chair.  She doesn't look any different.  Well, aside from the fact that her uniform has a boob window and her expression is more friendly than usual.  In fact, she flashes an easy smile before speaking.]

This is certainly unexpected.  But that seems t'be the way of things here.  I seem to have some vague memories of bein' here befo', younger me.  Probably told y'all to call me Ghost or Ciara.  [She gives a soft laugh and shakes her head.]  Ne'er was so quick to trust back then.

In any case, allow me to properly introduce m'self.  Name's Dalila Galloway or Ghost if you prefer.  [Another smile.]

Anyway, onto the real reason for this.  Despite havin' memories of this place I'm findin' m'self a li'l lost.  Is there someone who would be a dear and show me around?

[The feed turns on to a rather large eye filling the view before drawing back to reveal a reptilian and no doubt draconic snout for those who would recognise such things, covered in bronze scales. If the area that comes into view around the dragon gives a sense of just how large it is, his expression unreadable as he peers down at the communicator. His deep voice matching his size, the slightest hint of amusement can be heard in his tone, if said almost to himself.]

I trust that this is device is working correctly, a curious thing it is indeed. Far from the works of tinker gnomes, and far less likely to explode I would wager.

[ His expression and tone turning far more serious.]

I am Dragonlord Crucible, also known to many as Lord Governor Hogan Bight of the Lord City of Sanction to those from Krynn. I have spoken with a number from Krynn and would ask that any others from Krynn to make themselves known to me.

I have studied the information that has been made available in great depth, however I would appreciate any insight on the matters at hands that is not covered by the information available, whether regarding the missions or otherwise.

--t secure? Oh, there we go!

[ An older-than-usual Feferi looks a little surprised as she finally gets the feed going. Now that she's had time to play with the tablet a little more and get some information on this new setting, it's time to do something she hasn't done in years: address a network. She'll just have to try and hope the connection is safe. ]

Hello! Whoever's out there. Hopefully someone helpful, because I am looking for a few of my friends. So if anyone has seen or heard of a Karkat Vantas, Sollux Captor, or Kanaya Maryam, could you please tell them Feferi is looking for them? Or if you are out there...

[ She shakes her head and sighs, like she doesn't really think that's possible. She would have found them by now, if the ones from her world were here. But it can't hurt to ask! ]

Also, I was hoping someone could tell me about the technology used to bring people here! There are some friends who are in need of relocating more than I am. Thank you!

[ ooc; forgot to mention, Feferi is from this event from her past/alternate future in theposthumans. There is more info here! ]

[The video opens on a three-year-old Lloyd Irving, peering curiously at the tablet with a "What's that thing?" before Kotetsu turns the camera back around to himself.]

Anyone recognize this kid? He says his name's Lloyd, and he knows someone named uh...Noishe?

[Yeah, that's all he's got and he's probably butchering the pronunciation, but there's only so much info you can get out of a toddler, okay.]

I found him wandering around the Hold by himself, so if there's anybody here from his world it'd be a big help to hear from them.

[It's sometime after the crashing and howling and screaming from Ionae's apartment. People are maybe settling back in or trying to figure out what's going on or hiding in absolute terror, but they can't miss what happens next.]


[The entire Network crackles with a horrific energy, every tablet emits a terrifying shrieking and pounding and cracking sound, flashes painfully with a blinding, crackling blue-white light, and then promptly shuts down. When the connexion to the Network comes back, albeit grudgingly, each screen bears a blargle of normal letters and Gallifreyan text, which vanishes as soon as the user touches it, returning the screen to normal.]