poly_crack | THE TEST DRIVE MEME

[Today Mai is the lucky recipient of a rain cloud trailing along above her head. She's swatted at it, she's gone indoors and the angrier she's gotten? Well, she's only half dried out now.

She's just spending the day outside until the thing dissipates on its own. And it seems to have mulled into a smaller cloud now as she's settled outside of a coffee shop.]

[As any industrious new arrival would, Adrian is going around, poking things with a stick, and making notes. He hasn't progressed to actually poking people, but it may be only a matter of time. There are lots of things to poke and he's pretty sure the people will object. Best to leave that for a little while.

But seriously, he's not exactly sure what he's doing here. If his ritual went wrong, it shouldn't have gone wrong in any way that ended up with him transported to an alternate dimension- it was just a finding spell, after all.]

[The end of Summer meant only one thing. A day at the beach. This wasn't something she could do at home at all. There were no beaches in Citi Stadium and no safe beaches near there.

So today, she's taking advantage of this by throwing on her best two piece and shorts, stuffing her messenger bag full of sandwiches and sodas and potato chips and her ever present journal (and her inhaler) and she's sitting on a towel near the water.

There's a great dane puppy beside her who is so very interested in chasing a hermit crab. Until the hermit crab pinches and then it's a mad dash back to Julie, yelping the entire way.

Julie smiles at the pup over the edge of her journal before closing it and putting it away, picking the oh so upset animal up and cradling it in her arms.]

I warned you, R.

[Yes. She did in fact name her dog after her favorite Zombie. Think nothing of it.]

I told you that crab didn't want to play. You need to learn to listen, you butt.

[And then of course there are puppy cuddles. Why wouldn't there be?]

[She's a woman out of her own time and not in the way she expected to be. Kivrin was meant to step into the 1300s, not the early 2010s, and she knew the slippage through the net would be variable, but by hours (or days at most)—not centuries. She was ill-dressed for the weather and the time period, clad in kirtle and cloak and furs and Middle English and Chuch Latin babbling through her head when there was no need for it.

But after a few weeks adjusting, of being ill in the hospital with some sickness from the Middle Ages (not the plague, thank God), she's back on her feet and traipsing through the City that she's only read about on the device she found when she arrived. The doctors and nurses have filled her in on the rest. And now she's ready to take a look herself.

This wasn't her assignment. This wasn't what she was meant to study. And yet it's a new world and a time a few decades before her own; and is she an historian, or isn't she?]

[Wesley is trying his best to quietly blend in to the environment and not be too obvious about how removed from the time period he is. He's lying low, researching, studying - today he's at the library, experimenting with how his thoughts affect what he finds.

You can find him wandering the stacks, browsing the shelves, having returned to a table with one of the books he found more interesting, or in the areas of the City surrounding the library.]

[ Being displaced isn't something new to Helena, she's done it before but that was more expected. Sort of. But despite her lack of expectation it didn't mean that she wasn't enjoying this - it was all an adventure.

Helena could be found everywhere and anywhere - she's looking around, looking for information and enjoying whatever's there whilst she does it. The books look intriguing and her lunch was very good. She could like this ]

((ooc: a little bit of everything. pick one, pick your own, make things up, I'm down for anything o/))

[1 – arrival; woods]

[Kes is obviously surprised when she suddenly finds herself in the middle of a forest instead of in sickbay, the medical tricorder she has just been using replaced by an entirely different device. Another one of those holodeck events that everyone is so fond of? She can't quite hold back a sigh for having been whisked away from her research work, but doesn't want to be a complete party pooper either. Is she supposed to make her way through the thick foliage?

She pokes the strange communication device first, her tone playfully chiding once she gets an audio channel running. Maybe this will give her a few hints on how to proceed to properly play along.]

Neelix? [Her first suspect, closely followed by the second.] Tom?

[And after several moments of frustrating radio silence, this time a little concerned.]

Hello?

[2 – several days in; medical facilities]

[It seems only logical that Kes, as a fully capable medical assistant, eventually finds her way into the local hospital to see if her help is needed anywhere.

If you're part of the staff, you'll have an eager Ocampa following you around, ready to learn and get things done. You're welcome.

If you arrive as a patient you might have to endure a few unpleasant side effects of her technological adjustment period. What are those ancient needles and why is it so hard to draw sufficient blood with them anyway? Better bring some patience for getting poked repeatedly. She means well, at least.]

[3 – long-term residency; fountain]

[Looks like it's a nice sunny day outside and someone's enjoying her lunch by the fountain. Or rather in the fountain. Upon her arrival Kes has quickly spotted others idly strolling through the shallow parts to cool off and doesn't hesitate for too long before mimicking the idea. So off with those shoes and into the water - not without a tiny little bit of giddy, childish splashing of course. It's summer, go have some fun!]

[ Currently, special agent Seeley Booth of the FBI can be found taking off his very expensive shoes and pouring out water. That's right, he, much like a few others was dropped into the fountain. So, he's soaking wet and sitting on the edge. He pulls out his cell phone. Well, that's gonna hurt. Clearly, he's having a pretty damn bad day. Anyone got a plastic bag and rice? Oh, but there's a device on the ledge there next to him. It looks like a phone. How convenient! Now, he'll finally check out his surroundings.

This isn't the ~~Washington~~ mall. ]

1 → exploring the city ]

[ The last thing Sydney Bristow remembers is fighting with her best friend - no, the impostor who'd taken the place of her best friend, who'd attacked Will. Someone had to've picked her up, extracted her, right? Her cell phone has no service and there's only this device that she isn't going to bother with just yet. She gets bits and pieces. The City. Things happen. Is it like some kind of modern internment camp? Something more free-form, something that resembles a city and acts like a prison?

2 → the police station ]

[ But, even a makeshift prison wouldn't have a police department would they? No, the idea she gets is that she was scooped up and dropped somewhere. Maybe kept asleep by a drug or pure exhaustion. So, she's checking out the local cops, trying to see if something there is worth it. Maybe they'll believe her story. That she's an agent of the CIA. Or, is it safer to be a normal person and gather intel that way? ]

3 → the blue light ]

[ Sydney Bristow needs a drink - that is, she needs to find the local watering hole and she if she can gather information there. Right now she has no way of contacting anyone, so, she's going to go into a restaurant, order a glass of wine, and observe from the bar. ]

[ Well. this is less than convenient. She spent months compelling a small town. It's not easy to sneak up on a vampire, an old vampire, much less tranquilize them. Katherine took every single precaution. But, what can she do but explore the City a bit. It wins points for most. original. name. ever. ]

[Standing ankle deep in water and heavily confused.]

Okay. Now my dreams can get wacky sometimes...

[One foot up, peer down. The other foot this time, still looking. Now both feet back in the water, a contemplative toe wiggle and--]

No, those feel like exceptionally real squishy socks.

[What the hell? Long, lanky thing that he is when he turns to look around it is almost like an exaggerated movement.]

Uh...

[He clears his throat.]

Hello?

[This is unexpected. It's not every day you get dropped into a fountain. On the other hand, he'd been up late that night, working, and maybe this is just sleep deprivation making him hallucinate. Or, more likely...]

Did someone slip something into those cookies? I should've known nobody'd put a plate of cookies out without some kind of ulterior motive. It's not funny anymore!

[Yes, he's pretty much just shouting this at anyone who passes, not entirely noticing the communicator that he could be using to address people more efficiently.]

Option One: [Jasper's been hanging out in the woods as a wolf trying to see if he can find the boundaries of this place. The city proper makes his skin itch badly and he doesn't like it. He likes the forest more. But of course stumbling upon a wolf isn't always the funnest thing, is it?]

Option Two: [Thare's that saying a wolf in sheep's clothing? Well this wolf has a sheep following him and he can't get it to stop. So. Currently, human wolf walking with a sheep right behind him. Occasionally butting up against legs and baaing at him affectionately.]

[This long eared fellow is VERY confused right now. This place is ... not Wonderland at all! Did the game end? Is he supposed to look after Alice now? He's not sure what to do at all... Maybe one of the people will help him? He goes up to someone...]

Excuse me. What is this place?

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[Crap icing on a crap cake, this is the story of her life. Again. Always have to yank her in the middle of doing something important. Okay, so a date isn't like saving the world, it isn't be-all, end-all, but it sure as hell felt like it.

She's huffing already, sweeping off her top hat with a flourish and considering throwing it to the ground and stomping on it like a gigantic baby. Instead, she just kicks at the fountain and scuffs a really expensive heel in the process and looks mildly mortified about it.]

Someone -- [Which you seem to be that lucky one, since she's dramatically gesturing in your vicinity, boy oh boy!] -- needs to buy me a drink, as much as I hate repeating my introductions. A drink and some Joy Division would be swell.

[He is always a little shocked that there is no official military protocol for alternate realities or transdimensional kidnapping at this point. There really should be. On the bright side, if someone were going to be tasked with that, it would likely be him. Probably. He decides the best course of action is a broadcast to see what kind of people are here -- and how many, roughly. He is outside by the fountain, so he's approachable in person, as well.]

Hello. My name is Daniel Jackson -- Doctor, actually -- Doctor Daniel Jackson. Hi. [He already said that and he is aware of it. It's awkward.] I've been here for a while now. I... am not exactly sure how long! Long enough? That's not exactly a unit to measure time in, but it's the best guess I can give to it. Essentially it was day when I arrived and now it's dark outside. Sooooooo, yeah. A while.

More importantly, I would like to know if there is a pharmacy here? I could use something for my allergies and, ah -- [Hesitation, as he raises a hand to cover his nose and mouth just as a violent sneeze escapes him.] And if they happen to sell tissues there, that would be great. [He removes his hand and thankfully, it's not gross and nasty. For now.] In the meantime, if anyone can tell me about this place I would be incredibly grateful.

[He has been seen throughout the city all day, going from place to place. He is mostly hitting on chicks that are way out of his league (so, all of them) and trying to get someone to buy him free food. What a piece of crap.

He is currently talking to himself. It's embarrassing.]

Yeah, like. I have a girlfriend back home. She's a model and travels a lot, so we've decided to keep an open relationship because it would be unfair to keep me all to herself.

[What a loser.]

[She's pouting by the fountain. Someone does not like being back in the City.]

[Percy Jackson bring a new twist to the traditional arrival in the fountain. The water from the fountain shoots upwards, creating a slide for Percy to come down. He emerges from the fountain completely dry and looks around.

Tartarus is a lot brighter and better decorated that he expected.]

[+1 alien princess, more confused than miffed. Kori is wringing her hair out while sitting on the edge of the fountain. She has made three unsuccessful attempts to contact hot best friend #1 and hot best friend/ex-boyfriend #2 and one successful attempt to find a hairbrush.

All things considered, she has been worse in situations. ]

[The Rani, looking rather well for a woman who's supposed to be permanently dead, is sitting by the edge of the fountain, attempting to disassemble the little device she found not to far from where she landed. Which is hard, given that she's soaking wet and has no tools on her person.
She doesn't seem to mind being wet though. There's science happening, after all.]

Ah, what I wouldn't give for a screwdriver right now...

Strange little thing, aren't you...I can see the hidden potential inside, if I could only unlock it...

[There is a man sitting on the smallest horse in the carousel, screaming his head off, talking himself, and acting for all the world like he's on a roller coaster.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

[Totally worth the ball-crushing!

Aren't you the least bit worried that you've been magically transported from High Moon to here?]

NOPE.

[Nope.

Very well. Carry on.]

Mai | A:TLA

Adrian Gunther | OC

julie grigio || warm bodies

kivrin engle | the doomsday book

Wesley Crusher ∞ star trek tng

h.g. wells | warehouse 13

Kes | Star Trek: Voyager

Seeley Booth l Bones

sydney bristow l alias

katherine pierce → the vampire diaries

Lizzie Bennet | The Lizzie Bennet Diaries

Roman Godfrey | Hemlock Grove