[Jack is out and about in the city, walking through the streets and soaking up the color, so to speak. He's grinning, as usual, but it seems far more genuine than it has been as of late. What can he say, it's hard to feel jaded when the world's extra beautiful today. He's walking through the Heimdall district at the moment, but he's making his way towards the recently opened gate.]

Thinking about doing some exploring.

Anyone game?

filtered; Torchwood

Attendance is mandatory.

( Open to network replies or action! )

[ After having a rather...pleasant chat with the maid and making it into Odin's district, Fatima's taken it upon herself to study the bracelet around her wrist. She's content to just stare at it, really. ]

A communication device in the form of jewelry...interesting. [ And a bit familiar, at that. Such things are uncommon back home, but definitely not unheard of.

A quick look around shows her the district, and finding the Welcome Hall she's heard of shouldn't be too difficult. She's hesitant to go there so quickly, however. It can't hurt to look around a little longer, right? ]

[Though it's already been a day since his arrival in Asgard, Draco Malfoy has been keeping his appearance somewhat on the downlow. He didn't feel the need to expose himself until he knew exactly what he was doing, and instead he had been quietly monitoring the network, speaking to a few people now and then to see what information he could gather.

Just because he was still exhausted didn't mean he had time to waste.

As the video feed comes on, those listening will hear sounds of Draco grumbling incoherently under his breath as he searches his new room. This couldn't possibly be happening. There was absolutely no way this was happening. As he stands in the middle of his room, he'll hold out a hand to try a bit of wandless magic. Though not entirely skilled in the area, it was worth a shot.]

Accio wand. [Nothing.] Accio wand! [Still nothing. It's only when he realizes the effort is futile that he turns his attention back toward the network.]

"The honorable task of restoring colour and life to the Holy City of Asgard." Honestly. Let's get a few things out of the way first, shall we? I refuse to accept that this is the end of the line, I refuse to work for someone else to accomplish some asinine task, and I refuse to believe that I'm suppose to be content with the fact that I've been resorted to nearly a Squib status.

Furthermore, I also refuse to believe that I'm to be a part of the House of Baldr. I've already been sorted once in my life, and I like to think the Sorting Hat got it right the first time, thanks ever so.

[He pauses in his ranting however as another point creeps back into his mind. It's the same point he had first thought of upon being greeted by that strange faceless woman. If he's in the city of Asgard, that means he was about as far away from his Manor as possible, and being as far from the Manor as possible meant being away from the Dark Lord. What that meant, Draco wasn't sure. If he were foolish, he could consider this place to be something of a break.

Just because he was curious didn't give him permission to be foolish.]

All right. I know there are several of you here who have been here longer than I have, and I know you can explain what exactly can be done to avoid playing by their rules. In addition, I also expect an elaboration on the situation at hand and details of those events that have already taken place. Give me all of the information you can, and I'll make sure you won't regret it.

[He's aware that he more than likely won't get answers, but only because he assumes most people are idiots. Oh well. Draco's already learned that if you want something done right, unfortunately you have to do it yourself. Other members of Baldr house may find one (1) tall blonde boy snooping about on the floors of rooms and in the welcome hall. He feels a thorough investigation is in order before he'll leave the hall.]

[ The video feed comes in jerkily, as though whomever turned it on may not have entirely intended it. As if to confirm, Arthur's face comes into view, confused and curious and awed and perhaps a little bit not entirely there as he tilts his head and furrows his brows. He's used the device a hundred times over by now, there's no reason he should be this astounded by it - and there's no reason he should be standing there, just. Staring. Staring, like it's the most curious thing in all the worlds. ]

[Suddenly, Merlin's voice comes from off screen.] Arthur? Arthur, what-- [And then he's there, gripping Arthur's upper arm firmly.]

What did I say about staying with me? You could've gotten lost in the crowd. [His gaze focuses on the holographic screen just then, and he groans.] Really, Arthur? Don't tell me you're getting distracted by shiny things now, too.

[ Cue one Arthur Pendragon, crown prince of Camelot, once and future king, looking terribly abashed as he's berated by his servant. ]

I'm sorry, Merlin. Won't happen again, I swear on it. I will follow you as though a shadow.

[ He nods his head with resolve, as though this is now his life's mission to follow in Merlin's footsteps, and he will follow them precisely. ]

[Even though Merlin's head practically whips toward Arthur at the apology, his half-horrified, half-amused expression can still be seen pretty clearly on the screen.]

You... [He's jolted out of the shock when a native practically runs into the pair. Merlin shakes his head, pulling Arthur to the side with him.] Never mind. Stop apologising so much, would you? I don't think I can take this much shock in one day.

Anyway, I'll hold onto the bracelet for now. [He makes a "give it here" gesture, holding one hand out.]

[ Arthur opens his mouth as though to protest, then purses his lips and looks down at it with a frown before working it off his wrist and handing it over to Merlin. He then looks back up with a small smile, waiting patiently for his next instruction, but fidgets around like he doesn't quite know how to stand still. ]

[A sigh and another headshake later, Merlin fiddles with the screen until it centers on him.] Right. Sorry about that.

[If anyone's still paying attention, they can probably see Arthur edging out of the picture, clearly enraptured by something off to the side. A quiet "oooh" follows him out of the screen, though Merlin doesn't pay any attention to it.]

I know a few of you have gotten...changed somehow in the last couple of weeks. It all just wore off on its own, right? [Nevermind that his expression clearly says: "please let that be a yes".] Something's wrong with Arthur and--

[Now he glances over his shoulder and starts when he sees Arthur's gone missing. The video jostles as Merlin moves, finally ending after the viewers hear a muted "Arthur? Arthur, you can let go of the tree now."]

[ ooc; Arthur has been cursed! For those of you familiar with Merlin, he is in simpleton!Arthur mode from The Sword in the Stone, Part 1. For those of you unfamiliar with Merlin, shame on you and get to Netflix five minutes ago. Also, ponder these videos. Replies will come from both Merlin and Arthur, though I'll be using oopsallpratberries for the duration of this curse. Anyone near the Utgard gate can come across Arthur hugging a tree and Merlin trying to coax him away from it! ]

[ Today's message comes from the Great Library since...well ever since Alice mentioned Wonderland to him Roxas hasn't been able to stop thinking about it and honestly? It's a good way to keep himself occupied after last week. So with a book cracked open on the table before him so he can skim it, Roxas will turn on his bracelet and speak; ]

Alice? I don't know if you'll actually see this but I found that book on Wonderland you mentioned! I couldn't get it out of my head for some reason... But I actually found something really weird. The book's called "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"--cool huh? She's got the same name as you! The story's a little different than I thought it went though...

I actually didn't even remember an Alice being in the story. But I guess there's lot of different versions from different worlds. In mine I think there was a door nob with a face--and a really annoying cat...

Does anyone else have stories about Wonderland where they come from?

[ aaaand then added like a second later as he remembers-- ]

Oh yeah before I forget--Xion, did you still want to go practice? I haven't asked Claire about it yet but...we could try ourselves if you want.

[ .....AND THEN AFTER MORE THOUGHT. He should probably contact Vriska and Namine...eventually... ]

( Filtered to Sora )

Uh, hey? [Willow gives a little wave, looking anxious and worried because the last thing she remembers, is running from the first ever slayer trying to kill her in her sleep. She's not 100% convinced this is just a part of that, or whether she has been... teleported somewhere else? She was pretty damn sure sure that wasn't the case, mind you.] This is a weird piece of newfangled technology, huh?

[She gives a small laugh, still looking very unsure about this whole thing. The... faceless lady had talked to her, or well 'talked' to her. She wasn't sure if it was like one of those demons Buffy had fought before - the telepathic ones - but it still gave her the heebie jeebies. In fact, this whole place did.]

So, anyone out there want to give me any help? I mean this is a... little new, what with the God's and faceless maid's and all. [She smiles into the camera, still nervous because hello network post, giving awe inspiring speeches is more Buffy's thing - that's why she's a sidekick and not a leader, thank you.] If anyone can point me in the direction of where Odin's House is as well, that'd be super helpful. Nothing like being lost to make new friends, right? I mean, at least all that fog cleared up, that was a bit foggier than I like my fog.

[In fact, that's a good point. Buffy. If she was transported here from that horror nightmare dream-y place, then it's possible her best friend was here too. Xander and Giles as well.]

Oh! One more thing, if anyone happens to see a blonde girl, ye height [She uses her other hand to make a height with it] with some super strength, let me know? Goes by the name of Buffy. Oh! Oh, or Giles! He's this ruggedly handsome, kind of old guy who's really smart with the books. [The smile this time is a little more hopeful, almost even cheeky because that explanation would probably not go down well, but he's also probably the best guy for having any clue of what is going on here, it's pretty much why it's those two she asks for as well.]

I guess it'd kinda help if I introduced myself, wouldn't it? I'm Willow, new resident of Odin for all that counts for anything.

[There's another awkward wave, before she ends her post to the network.]

[While you guys are content with wondering what the gods and the color is about, Alice, on the other hand, decided that Wonderland itself was too much to handle. Currently, she's lying back on a roof, staring up at the sky. Her face denotes a sort of disconnect. Where Alice is usually pretty comfortable talking to herself whenever these feeds come on, not so much right now. She's a little zoned out, only mutters to herself.]

This won't last long.

[ At first, the only noticeable thing about the feed is the fact it's focused on the collar of a shirt. Normal, yes. Except for the bright stain of blood soaking it a rather sharp red. The view widens just a bit, most of Charley's face and upper body now visible. He's rubbing at his mouth with the back of his hand, trying to make himself look presentable. ]

Hello, er— [ He looks around, hesitating before looking at something in his other hand. The letter and everything else he was handed sans the bracelet. ] I've been told I'll be staying in some house named Sigyn. I suppose I could find my own way around, but it would be easier if I had a guide...

This entire situation seems rather, um, tedious anyhow. Despite what this paper says- [ And he reads part of it aloud, "chosen by the gods?" ] -I find it difficult to believe much of it. I thought there was only one. Even if some sort of magic is involved, the rest of it doesn't make sense.

[ A pause. ]

But I'm sure anyone who is watching this has heard this before; I can't be the first one to arrive here. In fact, if anyone is listening, I could use some information not listed in this...brochure. [ He doesn't really know what else to call it, and he's back to rubbing at the dried blood on his mouth and what's on his throat, too. ]

If anyone knows a man by the name of Johnny, could you tell him Charley is looking for him? He also answers to Rayflo. It's very important that I find him. [ Because the situation he was left in before he showed up here isn't a good one, and it makes him anxious. He frowns, and the video ends with an abrupt: ] Thanks, I guess.

[Today we are presented with Fluttershy sitting in the park petting zoo, talking to the small animals who are all sitting around her. A bunny in her lap, some birds on her shoulder, what appears to be a mini horse or something sniffing her hair. Very similar to the last time she went to the park.

She... Actually has a guest, too. The right side of her actually has one Dave Strider chilling out with a goat trying to chew on his shirt. But Fluttershy's paying attention to the screen.]

Nopony told me that there was a petting zoo in the park! This is wonderful.

Now I had a question for anypony looking to relax a little. I found that there is a spa in Freyr district and... I've kind of wanted a hooficure and I didn't want to go alone. So maybe Rarity would like to go... Or any of you, really.

Davey...?

[She looks over and things are eerily quiet before she sinks down in the bench a little and picks up the big black bunny in her lap and... hands it to him. He reluctantly takes it from her and Fluttershy claps her hands together excitedly.]

Hold him carefully, please. Bunnies can be very flighty. Would you like to go to the spa with me?

[wait do human boys go to spas? who the fuck knows. SHE LOOKS BACK TO THE BRACELET FEED WITH HER EYES WIDE AND FRIGHTENED.]

P-Please let me know if you would like to c-come? I'll make sure... that we get to... Um... Thank you.

[OoC; HEY EVERYPONY. This post will have replies from both Fluttershy and Dave!! And as for her spa request, that will be made into a bigger post eventually. I just wanted a general census of interest. I'm sorry for dropping almost all of my tags. April is a rough month for me and I thank all of you for being so understanding with me. You're awesome!]

I have to admit - this is pretty dream-like!

[ The video feed begins with a dog-eared fourteen year old smiling both widely and earnestly. She's been coming through the network for a while, trying to suss the situation out. ]

Introducing myself again might be silly - [ It looks like she was still here only a few days ago, after all. ] - but I might as well! My name is Jade Harley, and I'm in Sigyn, for now. This is more people than I've ever really seen before, so I'm really looking forward to the chance to get to know all of you!

Hehehe. This is a really interesting little detour. What a strange place!

( Filtered to John, Rose, and Dave: )