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Hi everyone!

[Someone is overly chipper despite being on a world he has no memory of traveling to. Take it all in stride, Sora. He'd been on his way back to Yen Sid's but instead of the wizard's familiar home, Sora had stepped out of a portal in this place.

Hopefully everyone else was alright.]

My name's Sora and I just arrived here.

[His usual big grin appears, arms tucked behind his head as he tilts it a bit in an almost thoughtful manner.]

I'm looking for my friends. I..think they might be here? I mean, if I ended up here they might have as well, especially if they were trying to head to another world. If anyone knows a Riku, Goofy or Donald, can you point me in their direction?

[It was a long shot but hey, it was the best idea he had. After that strange video and being shown to his new living quarters, Sora just wanted to find his friends and get back on track. This world seemed alright for the most part. No sign of Heartless...something must have been messing the portals up. That had to be it.]

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[Aloy really doesn't know what to make of all this still. Other then she's pretty much still stuck in the no what is this this is bad let me out phase. Though she's at least able to tuck that down and grit her teeth and get to work, like she's always done. Hey some things never change.

But that means she needs people to give her work. And they're not running up to her as usual. So she decides to use this... network to do a little digging. So here's a young woman with braids in her red hair and distinctly unusual, almost tribal, clothing.]

So. They told me in order to get back home, home to where I was kind of in the middle of something I might add, I have to do community service. [She frowns at the phrase. It just seems wrong even though she has made a name for herself back home basically doing just that.] So, does anyone have something for me to do? A Grazer heart or two to retrieve? Fight off a pack of Stalkers to get back your missing cargo? Clear out a Glinthawk nest that's been attacking your settlement? [She pauses and then pinches her nose in frustration as the realization hits her.]

Aaaand, no one is going to know what those things are. Right.

So, uh, I guess if you need... someone to collect things for you? Or find a missing person. Or find out why everyone in this area was violently murdered and you ask me, a stranger, to figure it out? Or maybe just help someone cross the road. I've... got a range since somehow this ended up being something I do. Help strangers with their problems.

[She shrugs a little and falls quiet for a second. There's more to say, she has so many questions and concerns and just suspicions about all of this. So she decides just to ask it.] So if we're really all from different worlds ...Does everyone come from a place like this? Tall buildings? Technology everywhere? It's like the world of the Old Ones back home.

trashmammal

[The feed cuts in abruptly ( maybe a little too abruptly), revealing Mae sitting at the edge of her bed. Her head's cut off by the frame, leaving just a torso and a pair of fuzzy arms cradling what is probably the shittiest looking bass in the world. She plucks a couple strings experimentally, like she's still not entirely sure what to do with the damn thing.

Then she starts playing.

It's shaky as hell and she misses about as many notes as she hits and her bass is insanely out of tune, but the song's there. Kinda. About halfway through, she starts singing, just humming at first, then little "dah dah dah"'s in places where she can remember the rhythm but not the lyrics. It's only when the second chorus comes around that she really hits her stride.]

I just wanna diiie anywhere else!
If only I could diie anywhere else!
So come with me, let's diiie anywhere else!
A-ny-where
Just not here.

[Her singing voice is, ah, how you say not so good. Really it's more shouting than singing, but she's doing it with gusto. Eventually, the song comes to an uneasy finish, and Mae's left sitting there in silence for a couple more seconds before she turns and, in what's pretty obviously a prepared reaction, notices that she's recording.]

Oh, shit! [Said with all the convincing acting prowess of an eight grader.

She dips down, enough that you can see her face for about a fraction of a second, and practically slams her laptop shut, embarrassed and a little bit afraid.]

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[Hello Riverview, you're going to be greeted by the friendliest face you'll ever see on the network this morning. A pale, stylized skull mask and a voice that belongs to some edgy supervillian from some futuristic videogame or something. Dressed in all black and yes--he does seem to be leaking black smoke when he speaks. It's normal, probably.]

Far from home, in a place you don't recognise. Seems like a dream, or at least some sort of really bad joke, doesn't it.

[His tone is calm, dry--almost sarcastic in nature.]

It's not. And you're going to have to get used to it. It's nice here too, isn't it? What with all the flowers and the festivities. [Yeah, definitely sarcastic.] Hoping that's enough to keep those of you who might get bored on your toes.

There's shit normal people don't need to see outside the walls of this Quarantine. So do me a favour, and don't be stupid in going to investigate what lies out there on your own because you seek adventure.
Because if you seek that alone, you also seek Death.

Name's Reaper. Not interested in making friends, but for those of you who are capable, I'm interested in looking for people. People who are capable of working in groups to pull some of the harder jobs that involve getting your hands and weapons dirty--and people who are capable of following orders.

Not a stranger of pulling idiots out of a fire, but I'm not a goddamn babysitter, either.

[Friendly, isn't he.]

dust_of_life

[Fatima's life dictates that she has to carefully manage and regulate her appearance. It's a bit of a neurosis, really. She's had to dedicate much of the last few years to proving that she's every bit as capable and mature as a bunch of vampires who have seen more than a few centuries. The mortal girl is not going to sit at the kiddie table, thank you very much. Which means not looking like a kiddie.

She wears a lot of make up. Like, a lot. It's well done and attractive, certainly. But noticeably an inch thick. Her hair is pulled back in a braid today, draping over her left shoulder. But what really completes the "I'm not a child" look is the attitude. It's her carefully schooled expression, just the right amount of jaded blase, as if to say "I've seen too much to ever be wide-eyed again."

It's her first network post. She figures first impressions matter. Although this is not how she imagined greeting the network.]

Hey, Fatima Merali here.

[She's got a thick, West Coast accent. She even says her name in a disgustingly Americanized way.]

Los Angeles, 2009, for any of you keeping track of that kind of thing.

Listen. Has anyone seen or heard from Ray Palmer lately? It's like he just vanished.

getjackedup

The festival was cute. Nice little distraction for all of us who got dropped here out of nowhere.

We’re stuck here and have to get used to it. Sure. But who knows the best place to check out fresh foods and spices? I need samples. May as well be eating whatever they give me blindfolded until I know what’s in it. They could be feeding us alien donkey balls for all we know.

Just because we’re stuck in another world doesn’t mean we have to eat like heathens.

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