[ the feed opens to a raven-haired teen, currently looking very cross at something, or someone. ]

If this is some form of a joke, it isn't funny at all.

Saotome-san, if it is you, please stop fooling around and get me back to the studio.

… If it isn't Saotome-san, then whoever it is who brought me here, please return me back to my place. I still have to practice for our next performance.

[ he turns away slightly, sighing. His voice is softer now. ]

I do not want Nanami-san, Otoya and the others to worry about me. It's bad enough I made them worry before our debut…

[ooc: am I supposed to request for a tag? /forgot how this works orz]

Is it illegal to hunt the animals in the park?

[Just that one line. Even in text, Ernest likes to keep things short and sweet.]

((OOC: So Ernest here is deaf -- he won't be replying to any audio only replies, whoops.))

[There’s a soft curse or two as the feed clicks on, as the user is trying to figure out how to use the communication device he’d been given by the maid.]

Damn it, how do I use this thing?! Frontier’s tech is better than this piece of junk.

[He’s never even seen something like this before; a bracelet? He touches the jewel and lets out a startled gasp. A bracelet that projects a hologram screen? Sure, he’d seen holograms, they were common on Frontier.]

I guess it’s working…

Okay, where the hell am I? This isn’t Frontier, and this isn’t the Vajra’s home planet either. I want an explanation.

Why is it so grey here? And what the hell is with the lack of planes? Am I on another planet?

Sheryl? Ranka?

Damn it!

[And the feed clicks off.]

<sub>[ If anybody is out there receiving texts, they may get a wall of purple here, not sounding utterly pleased with his sudden new location. He's going to sent an out cry of this before switching to video.
It's a rather demanding sounding wall of text. This guy is really trying to sound dead serious here, but it's sort of hard to take what he's saying seriously, really. ]


[ Impatience as nobody responds right away, Eridan snarls and switches to video. We an exhausted looking fish boy here with disgusting looking fins protruding from his face. His hair is styled in some messy faux hawk with a purple streak in it, eyes framed with stereotypical hipster glasses. Oh, and the stupid scarf of course. It takes him awhile to adjust the video on his face properly, and all he barks is this: ]</sub>

Vvris, if you're out there, get your ASS ovver here! I ain't done wwith this!
As for anybody else, tell me wwhat the HELL is goin' on here! You're addressin' sub-ROYALTY here. I demand you givve me your damn RESPECT.

[When the feed first comes on, Castle's just staring at the communicator, a confused look on his face. After he realizes that it's transmitting, he breaks into a smile.]

Ok, seriously, who's on the other end of this thing? Ryan? Espo? I don't know where I am right now, but this is awesome. Is this a belated birthday present from you guys? Please tell me that if I get to be a Norse god, I get to have a costume as well. Where do I pick that up? The woman was really vague... and kind of creepy if I'm being honest with you.

[Castle laughs.]

House Loki. The trickster. Well played, gentlemen. Well played.

Oh and please tell me I get to keep the bracelet, because this is pretty much the most badass technology I've ever seen in my life.

[As he moves outside of the palace, he's able to look around some more and he realizes that thiiiiiiis is not New York City. One can see the mood change on his face. The laughter is a bit more nervous this time.]

T-This is impressive, you guys. Truly. But um.. where exactly am I? There doesn't seem to be a GPS feature on this thing...

[ Have a boy who looks really no older than 17, Asgard. He's on the pale side, thin, but otherwise well put-together, dressed in a white shirt and dark suit as if he's about to go work in a barrister's office. He looks really pleased with himself for working out how to get his bracelet recording for about three seconds before he remembers that other people can see him, and then coughs slightly and puts on a more blandly pleasant face. It is probably really obvious that he's used to making polite small talk with people he doesn't like and who don't like him. ]

Hello. If you're thinking you've never seen me before, that's because you likely haven't; I'm a new arrival here like so many of you. I'm not brand new, though, and I've spent some time acclimating myself so I'll spare you the usual questioning.

[ The most winning smile. Yeah, he's still talking, in that crisp British accent of his. ]

You'll have to forgive me one - I'm looking for a few [ Almost imperceptible hesitation, and when he goes on he actually sounds closer to his age ] people. If you've come across a Miss Kitty Jones or someone going by Bartimaeus, I'd appreciate it if you could inform me.

What is this?

[ The feed cuts on to a young blond haired girl, her blue eyes obviously filled with curiosity like any other child when given something new. Fumbling the device around in her hands for a few moments before Lily realizes that the communicator had been transmitting. ]

O-Oh! Um... [ She glances away from the screen before parting her lips to speak. ]

Hello? I don't really understand what's going on here... [ Lily is once again fumbling around with the bracelet, placing it on a leveled surface before holding up the letter she was given by the maid. ]

And I don't know how to read this.

[ GREETINGS COSPLAYERS. The video starts with 1 heart-eating plant standing outside the castle fresh with his letters in hand and the most excited face ever ]

I can't believe it... My first kidnapping!! This is so exciting--! A new world, and unseen foe...I wonder, is it because Satsuki and I dined-and-dashed?

I've never been kidnapped before! What should I do?? I've only ever heard about this on forums before, but usually that involves lotion and people with knives... Do I get to see one of those too???

Hello Mr. and Mrs. Kidnappers! Nice to meet you, wherever you are...!

I wonder if I should I give them a souvenir? Is that the right custom?