[When the video clicks on, a woman with vibrant red hair (no, seriously, it’s red. The colors of Asgard look pale compared to this woman's hair) and a matching dress (if you can, you’ll recognize it as the height of fashion from ’88. 1888) comes into focus. She smiles a bit, at once friendly and slightly dangerous]

Well! This certainly isn’t what I expected upon waking up to a bright light. I don’t suppose someone would be willing to help a lady out, hm? That maid—if you could call her that—was most unhelpful and not at all polite, to say nothing of the fact that she's apparently a horrible liar.

[Seriously. Does this world look gray to you?]

And if someone could direct me to this “Loki” gentleman, that would be lovely. I have some questions for him that I believe need answering.

[For someone who was just taken from her home, she’s alarmingly calm and composed, beyond that normally expected of Englishwomen of the time.]

[The video begins showing an elegant, though clearly very powerful woman, who is looking at the camera quite seriously. Those in the know with pop culture should recognize her immediately, but even if you don't, she has a serious address for Asgard.]

I have found myself in alternate dimensions, upon other worlds, and standing amongst the gods, and this seems to be no different. That's not to say I do not accept the responsibility which these gods have asked, but I have learned far to often to never take things at face value. Especially when it concerns new and strange places.

This device will hopefully reach others in the same situation. To those of you that hear my message, I am Diana of Themyscira. I do not know from which world you hail, but perhaps you may better know me as Wonder Woman. I request information. I cannot be more specific, but I would gratefully accept anything pertaining to this situation beyond what was mentioned in the letter I received. This is especially pertinent since there seems to be... [She actually pauses, sounding slightly unsure] some contradiction. Regardless, I thank you for your time and for any help that you may be able to provide.

If this message reaches those who have brought us here, I would like to speak to you as well. I offer only good will and hopes for a peaceful meeting, as a champion of Kane Milohai, and formerly, as the champion of Athena.

[She bows her head, respectfully, then offers as a final note,]

May the wisdom of the gods guide us all.

[So the feed comes on and its the sky...oh wait that isn't right. There's a bunch of shifting before the video focuses on this man's face]

You know considering I've just been abducted to help bring back color...thiiiis place isn't looking very colorless.
Certainly not as drab as that room where I met the faceless lady.

So uh. Anyone know what's up with that?
Status update for the newbie?

[The feed focuses on Satellizer looking not too amused. She shifts a bit in her seat and pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose before sitting upright.]

I am not quite sure yet what this is all about. All things considered the fact that I am not dead yet gives my saviors, or captors some merit. That aside, I would appreciate any further information about the dealings and every day life in this place. Any additional information as to why the world is as it is now and not as I was informed would be highly valued.

My name is Satellizer L. Bridget and I suppose I will be around for the time being...

[She doesn't really know what else to say considering she's never been social which is noticeable by the way she looks uncomfortable, and yet she remains ever present on screen no giving into her uneasiness..]

Well, well well.. What is this?

[John turns the device in his hand over with an arched brow.]

This is a bit...gaudy even for me. And the jewelry? Not really my sort of thing, but I'll humor you.

So...[He sort of chuckles.] This isn't the brothel I was aiming for sooo... Where is this exactly?

[The video feed starts abruptly, showing a young man with a burn scar marring the left side of his face. He bows shallowly, then straightens without breaking eye contact with the camera even once.]

I am Ren Hakuryuu, Third Prince of the Kou Empire. I request an audience with the gods, specifically the patron of Hel house. I thank you for your cooperation in this matter.

[When you open up this particular video feed, for a minute there's nothing but the sound of shallow, panicked breathing. Though her situation was explained to her and this is by far a better outcome than what she was certain awaited her in the orphanage, this was still a deeply troubling experience for her. She's spent too long waking up in unfamiliar places to feel completely at ease with this sudden change in events. Spending the past few minutes fumbling with her bracelet didn't appear to calm her down from her near-hysterical state.

There's several more deep, steadying breaths, as if gearing herself up to talk. After a moment, the soft voice of a young British woman comes out in a trembling, feminine pitch.]

H-hello? Can...can anyone hear me? [The maid said this was how it worked, but...she's been purposely given faulty directions before. It takes a toll on you after a while.

But never mind that, there are more important matters at hand. Such as-]

I...I'm not certain who can hear this, but...has anyone seen my dog? He answers to Brown and he's really quite friendly, so...I'm sorry if he troubles anyone, but...please, don't hurt him.

I beg of you.

[Waking up in an unfamiliar place? No problem. That's what she's been doing in more hostile environments for....god, it feels like months.

Waking up without her dog anywhere in sight? That's a cause for panic.]

Um...I'm Jennifer, so...if you see him, just...tell me, please. [The poor girl sounds like she's setting herself up for an execution by giving out her name]

I'm sorry for the trouble. And, um...

...Thank you.

[A girl appears on the screen - seemingly out of nowhere. She looks battered to say the least and she is bleeding from several non-deadly wounds. On top of that, she is covered in dust, dirt, soot and just about anything else you can imagine. She might even have another's blood on her.

Yet, she's standing upright and looking quite...calm, which is surprising considering her appearance. Though now that she sees her surroundings, she is beginning to frown.]

I thought Apparation was impossible... [Clutching an odd stick in her right hand, she begins to walk slowly and methodically around the room. Once she finds a window, she peers out of it and gasps sharply.]

This isn't Hogwarts! [Turning on her heel, she races to the nearest door and yanks it open.]

Harry? Ron?! [Her voice falters when she encounters yet more unfamiliar decor.] How did I - ? [Swallowing roughly, she finally notices the communicator, flashing at her, from atop an old-fashioned dresser. Narrowing her eyes, she stalks towards it and picks it up.]

I would like an explanation, please? I have never seen this castle before, so there's no way I could have accidentally brought myself here. [She flicks her wand and decides to send out a usually helpful spell. Her Patronus. Only, this time it doesn't work. The wand doesn't respond at all.

Paling, Hermione pockets the useless weapon and tries to examine the communicator closer.]

Something isn't...right. I don't like this one bit.

[ooc; Hermione is boggled with the mechanics of her arrival. She hasn't read her letter yet or settled down long enough to realize what has happened to her. Think of this as another "How do I light a fire without wood?!" / "You're a Witch, aren't you?" moment.]

[There is a really cute girl(?) who looks like they've been eating their way through five plates of food. Of course, if you're one of those super perspective types, you'll realize that it's a boy in a skirt who looks better than the average girl.

... Yeah. Take that in for a moment... It's almost...]

---Delicious! This tastes incredible! It's not every day that you come across food like this in the Black Spot! I have to learn the recipe for these.

[Normally, he would be a little more nervous. But the food, VIP service and the ~*GOOD NEWS*~ has put him in good spirits. Probably better spirits than he's ever been.] Haaa~ Well! I'm completely stuffed after all of that.

[Then he realizes that the video feed has been on. He lets out an embarrassed laugh.]

Oh, sorry that you had to see that. I think I've got the gist about why I'm here. We have to return color to this world, right? The sooner we can, the quicker we can get home. But it looks like that job is done already.

And I know it's a long shot, but has anyone seen a tall and muscular man who wears sunglasses and has gray hair? His name is Adam Blade. And he might have had a petite girl with purple girl and skimpy clothes that tagged along with him. Her name is Eve Neuschwanstein.

Others were probably in the battle party, too. They've got rowdy personalities, so...

... If they wrecked anything around here, then I'm sure it's definitely them!

[When the video appears Kate seems to be frowning, taking a brief moment to realize it's on before she blinks and straightens.]

I'm Detective Kate Beckett, NYPD. I was wondering if anyone had any information as to what this place is. The woman I met earlier was very unhelpful and this letter is absolutely ridiculous. Do you think this is a game? Kidnapping a cop will get you-

[She stops herself, breathing through her nose for a moment before straightening again. Kate smiles , a bit pained but no longer looking like she's about to rip off someone's head.]

The letter called this place Asgard. From Norse mythology, right? Or the Thor comics? And the woman said something about how my room is in the Heimdall House. I wasn't big on the Thor comics, but he's the guy who guards the rainbow road, right?

Oh, and if you see-

[She stops herself again, this time her lips pressing into a thin line. No. She didn't very much care if Castle was here, besides, he'd probably contact her if he saw this anyway. Or so she hoped.]

The letter also mentioned bringing life, color, back to this city, right? [She looks around, frowning slightly.] It looks colorful enough to me. Anyway, if you have any information as to what the hell is going on, that'd be great. Thanks.

[And the video cuts out.]

[She's been fiddling with her device for a while. It looks familiar or like something they'd at least know where she's from given how advance Japan, Germany, Sweden, England and America are in technology. Either or, her feed turns and shows curious blinking evergreen eyes.]

Uh..Hello?

I think I might of taken a tour guide to a wrong location? The -well everything looks lovely but I don't think I'm back in my homeland.

Any advice how to turn back and go you know, not from here would be greatly appreciated!

[She wrinkles her nose with a sigh before suddenly realizing.]

Oh! Forgive me.

My name is Hungary or- Elizabeta. Whichever you prefer! Szép napot--have a nice day and thank you again.

[After reading her letter and talking with the maid, Nina wastes no time using the bracelet. She still can't believe that she magically arrived in a new world, but she soon overcomes some of her shock.

It takes Nina only a moment to discover how to activate the bracelet and start recording. However, when the screen materializes, her eyes widen in astonishment. Although she's used to technology in her world, nothing is as advanced as this.

There's a brief pause before she speaks. She sounds relatively calm for just arriving, but she still has a somewhat strained and incredulous tone to her voice.]

Hello, my name is Nina. I was told this was another world, no matter how hard I find that to believe.

I still can't believe that this isn't some sort of strange dream... I don't even remember going to sleep. [She seems reflective for a moment, and she glances at something unrecognizable in the distance before her gaze returns to the screen.]

How did we get here? Has anyone tried to leave or left successfully? There must be a way out. [The last sentence is said with absolute determination. She can't stay. She has responsibilities at home, and she finally started her life again from where she's left it.]

And I don't understand what this letter means... "You have been chosen by the gods to bear the honorable task of restoring colour and life"? Everything looks quite colourful to me. Is it a joke?

I would appreciate any information. Thank you.

[OOC: During her conversation with Zack, Nina learned how to use the video function, which she will use in her responses to everyone. :)]

( [Added later:] )

－Thi [the voice begins before the connection cuts off, that is until it gives another go] Oh, that wasn't－

[and cuts off once more, pure silence till he seems to have pressed the right buttons, his face staring in puzzlingly.]

－Hmm.. Ah. It must be recording now, this is trickier than the Xtransceiver.. [Neck rub. And he was getting so use to using it too.]

So I'm a little confused on some details, I got the letter and the location of the house I'm to be located in.. Sigyn, I believe they said. How exactly were we brought here? 

Also is there any chance they have some of our things? I'm missing the rest of my team. [a deep rumble sounds from behind the Trainer, who is tilting his head back to look at what appears to be a very large black dragon barely seen through the video] I have Zekrom at least.. but I'm worried for the rest of my friends, not that they can't take care of themselves, but it'll ease any worries if I can find them.

Otherwise any information would be appreciated, thanks.