[01 - Video] Arrival

[needsnobottle]

[The video flicks on and Tammy is blinking in confusion at the journal. At the sight of the video on the page her eyes widen.]

Oh shi-

[The feed cuts off abruptly.

Roughly twenty minutes later, the video starts again. This time she's clearly expecting it. And in the background you can see she's now outside.

Her tone drips sarcasm. It reeks of sarcasm.

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[mister_10_below]

[Right, so, with everything he's seen here, Bobby should know to be more cautious and to think things through. But when he spots her outside while he's wandering around looking at the pumpkins, all of that logical stuff just kind of falls away. Because it's Kitty.

And then he's grinning widely, jogging towards her.]

Kit!

[If she doesn't stop him, he's probably going to hug her.]

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[needsnobottle]

[She glances toward him because, you know, someone's talking. Not because that's her name. Not that what he said even sounds like a name. Is he speaking English?]

Uh...

[She glances at her pumpkin. Maybe she misheard and he said 'kin' instead of 'kit'. But who says that?

And look at that, he's heading her way. But surely he'll stop before he gets too close. People are big on personal space.]

Hey.

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[mister_10_below]

[Despite his initial reaction, he is paying attention enough to notice that she's...not at all reacting the way he'd expected. He slows, confused, and stops.

Though not before he's probably a little too into her personal space for a stranger.]

Kitty?

[Oh, god, please be Kitty.]

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[needsnobottle]

[Yeeeaaaaaaah he's a bit closer than she'd like. So she's going to mack up a step--under the guise of looking at the ground in the immediate vicinity, because apparently this guy is looking for his cat.]

Sorry, I haven't seen any cats around here. How long's it been gone?

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[mister_10_below]

[He realizes before she even replies that, no, this isn't Kitty. Or at least not a version of Kitty that knows him.

And even though he should've been expecting it, for a moment, he looks absolutely devastated. But it's gone quickly, replaced with an apologetic, slightly sad smile.]

No, I'm not - sorry. Kitty's...she's someone I knew. You just, really look a lot like her.

[Pretty much exactly like her.]

That, um, happens here sometimes. I'm sorry, I should know better. Did you just get here?

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[needsnobottle]

[She catches that look, and it hits her hard. She's going to blame the fact that his devastation pretty much matches exactly how she feels right now. Were she the hugging friendly type, she'd offer him one.

Best she can offer, though, is a half-smile of her own.]

Don't worry about it. No harm and all. And for what it's worth, sorry I remind you of this girl you knew. That probably sucks.

And yeah, I just got here today. I'm Tammy.

[And hey, the offer of a handshake is kind of like a hug, right? Bobby should be honored, he's the only one she's offered it to, at any rate.]

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[mister_10_below]

[Her smiles automatically makes his grow a bit, turning away from sad, before he catches what he's doing. Right, eventually he get over how much she looks like Kitty.]

Yeah, it does a little. But it's not the strangest thing that's happened here.

[He's totally honored! Or at least, it makes him give an actual smile as he shakes her hand.]

Nice to meet you, Tammy. I'm Bobby. Has anyone told you about this place yet?

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[needsnobottle]

I would be surprised by that "strangest thing" comment, except...well. [She nods over at the pumpkins. Those pretty much say it all.]

Hey Bobby. So far only Lord D-bag has given me any concrete information on this place, though a couple of other people have indicated that this place either sucks or isn't that bad.

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[mister_10_below]

[He gives a soft snort of agreement at that. Yeah, the pumpkins are pretty out there.]

It's a bit of both, depending on how bad your world was. There's not really that much more information to be had. Some of the staff are nice, but they're not really the type to answer any questions about what this place is, or how long we're stuck here.

The biggest things? Don't do any kind of property damage, and don't physically fight with people. They really like the medieval theme here, and punishments go with it.

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[needsnobottle]

[Whoa now this is some helpful information. Tammy frowns, deeply.]

A guy that has the power to whisk all of us here gets his tightie-whities in a knot because of a fist fight? One in which he doesn't get a bloody nose? Seems kinda over the top.

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[mister_10_below]

[Bobby's good at being helpful to the newcomers! ...when he's not weirding them out by trying to hug them.]

Maybe he just really likes punishing people?

[He pauses.]

I kind of wish I hadn't thought just of that. But anyway, yeah, a lot of this place is over the top. Like, there's a working fridge and a washing machine, but no other appliances. Outlets all over the place, but nothing to plug into them.

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[needsnobottle]

[That was pretty much the thought in her head too, Bobby. She nods, her expression contemplative, as he speaks.

At this last thing she freezes and remains motionless for a long beat, and then almost imperceptibly shakes her head. A beat later and she's in motion once more--blinking, an ironic twist to her mouth as she shifts her weight from foot to foot.]

It just figures, the one day I don't bring my charger with me to classes. Normally I'm a regular Girl Scout when it comes to that kind of thing.

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[mister_10_below]

[His expression turns just a bit worried when she freezes, almost moving to make sure she's all right - but then she's moving again, so he lets it drop. For the most part, anyway, he can't resist giving her a slightly curious look.]

Oh, awesome. You actually know what I'm talking about. Some people here come from worlds that don't have things like laptops, or electricity. And yeah, I know what you mean. Fortunately, I had my iPod and charger with me, so I've at least got music.

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[needsnobottle]

[She is initially surprised by this information, until she stops to consider that Lord D-bag wouldn't really have too much trouble plucking people out of different "whens" in the timezone. All things considered.]

You have a charger? I might have to try and bum a borrow off you while I'm here; I've got my iPod and headphones but as I said, I neglected the charger. Hindsight isn't much help at this point.

[And now she's frowning.]

So some of the people around here are from the past?

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[mister_10_below]

Nah, it's really not. And sure, you're free to use it whenever you want. Just send me a message, or come pound on my door. As long as it's not before like, 10 am. It's four one five three.

[He nods at her question.]

Some are from the past, and some are from different worlds entirely. There's actually a lot of variety.

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[needsnobottle]

[Oh good, he's on the same floor she is. That'll make it a lot more convenient in the long run. Plus, it's kind of nice, knowing he's not too far away. And it would remain nice, so long as he didn't turn out to be a raging psychopath.]

Thanks. I'm in 4032, in case you ever need...well. A theology textbook. Or chemistry.

[Yeah, not quite as useful as an iPod charger.]

So...have you found any rhyme or reason behind Lord D-bag's selection process?