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[waitsforever]

[Text]
I’m sure you’ll not even get this as someone’s messed with my mobile but I’ve been abducted. Or something’s gone off with the TARDIS. Either way, if you do get this…call me. Please.

[Further Text, about a half hour later]
That…wasn’t meant to go up there. Just ignore that, everyone.

This is…some sort of social networking thing, is it? It

Comments

[text]

[immortaltwat]

You have to follow the trail if you want to switch your phone back. You'll find your first clue hidden in the fountain.

[text]

[waitsforever]

I've been in there already, actually. Could you just tell me which menu option I go into, PLEASE.

[text]

[immortaltwat]

Well, clearly you weren't looking hard enough. Try again.

[text] 1/2

[waitsforever]

Oh, clearly, yes. It must be in the fountain. Let me just go look again.

Action?

[totallyinaband]

[Stephen is walking home from grocery shopping when he notices a sopping wet man standing by the fountain, texting furiously. He's had a long day at work and really wants to get home and start making spaghetti, but unfortunately his Canadian-ness kicks in and he has to make sure the guy's okay.]

Uh, hey man. New here?

Action!

[waitsforever]

[Rory doesn't notice right away, his one complaint about Storms is the interface--maybe if it was just a BIT more user-friendly he'd have worked out how to text Amy's actual PHONE by now!--but it does register on him soon enough that somebody just talked to him. So he looks up at Stephen and manages a brief sort of weak half-smile.]

Hi...yes, I am, actually. [An American. Does that mean he's in America? Nowhere recognisable, there, if he is.] This will probably sound a bit weird but...where's "here"?

Re: Action!

[totallyinaband]

[He could just as easily be in Canada! Just sayin'! :-P]

Oh god, new person. I'm really bad at this.

So basically, this is The City. We're all stuck here. No one knows how we got here or how to leave. We all just kind of make the best of it.

That helpful?

Re: Action!

[waitsforever]

[Rory's eyes flick down and unfocus a bit inward as he tries to work out what this means. Not that it isn't clear, the basic meaning, but as far as what it means for him. He looks back up again to ask the first question that comes to mind.]

Can you define "stuck"?

[tessenwarrior]

Amy? Like the girl with red hair?

[waitsforever]

Yes! That's her! Well...it probably is. [She's probably not the only ginger Amy in the world.] Is the one you're talking about tall, Scottish, and bossy? [...he might get a smack out of that if Amy IS here and reads that. If it helps, those are all things he loves about you, Amy? >.>]

text. (you were asking for it, you were)

[waitedforyears]

Oi.

text. (....kind of, yeah)

[waitsforever]

Amy, I love you, but you are bossy.

Voice

[whattingawhat]

There's a button thingy you have to push on the side.

Voice

[waitsforever]

[Brief pause. The voice sounds familiar. Whyyy does the voice sound familiar, he's not familiar with any Americans.]

Is there? ...there shouldn't be, there wasn't one be--

[Click. What. Why is there a button on the side of his Storm? Whatever, this place has apparently taken over his phone anyway. He clicks it again, back to the Network.]

Ah...so...yes. Thank you.

Re: Voice

[whattingawhat]

[His voice sounds familiar as well but that's mostly because British accent=Giles in her head.]

You're welcome. New right? You seem new-ish what with the not knowing the device. Or you could be seriously technology impaired.

Re: Voice

[waitsforever]

I'm new, and this is actually my Blackberry that the City's messed with so...no, no...technological impairment on my part. I'm completely...paired when it comes to technology. Oh, and I'm Rory, hi.