The Story of the Apperance: [dictated/action for the woods]

[unvarnished]

[when he first opens his eyes there's an immediate burst of relief and joy: he did it. He lets out a soft laugh and flexes his fingers. But that feeling is gone almost as quickly as it comes, because he sees where he is, and there's something very wrong with it.

How in the world did he get all the way out into the woods again? He sits up, looking around anxiously]

Emma? [hers is naturally the first name to come to mind. He pulls up to his feet, looking around] Emma!

Comments

Dictated forever

[mal_addict]

[There is no Emma, but there is a vampire on the other end of the journal]

I'm sorry, Emma can't take your message right now.

also

[unvarnished]

[there is a pause. He doesn't recognize the voice, which puts him on immediate alert]

Who is this?

[mal_addict]

Maladict. Not, I should point out, Emma.

Action

[pint_sized_carnivore]

[Chie was out for a hike when she got lost in the woods for a bit. Luckily she remembered how she got there and is currently making her way back. She heard someone calling out the name "Emma" not too far away, and always eager to help, Chie followed where the voice came from and saw August]

Oh hi. I'm not Emma, but can I help you?

dictated forever;

[both_neither]

[This man sounds a bit distressed, which usually means on thing - new arrival]

Sorry to tell you, but Emma probably isn't where you are right now.

[unvarnished]

I know what Emma sounds like, thanks. [he's silent now as he looks around the woods for the source of the voice]

[unvarnished]

[August eyes this girl cautiously. Another unfamiliar face. What's going on?]

I'll find my way. But what are you doing here?

same

[unvarnished]

[this makes three unfamiliar voices. Something is definitely wrong]

I figured that when I woke up and she was gone.

[mal_addict]

Good to know, for a minute there, I thought you might not.

Anyway, there's a chance she's not here. You can never predict that kind of thing.

[unvarnished]

[oh look, he found the journal. He flips through a few pages, frowning at the most recents words]

Magic book. Haven't seen one like this before.

[both_neither]

I don't mean that the way you think I mean it, though.

[unvarnished]

You mean magic. [he's found the journal by now so it's an easy conclusion]

[pint_sized_carnivore]

I went out for a walk but then I got lost a bit. So now I'm heading back to the castle.

[unvarnished]

The castle...? Which castle?

dictated;

[fantasies]

[Now that is a familiar voice. He hasn't heard one in ages, not since Charming left, and now--

He nearly trips over his own words to respond.]

Hey! Are you okay?

dictated;

[unvarnished]

Henry! [there is a breath of relief on hearing the kid's voice] I wound up in the woods somehow. Where are you?

[mal_addict]

Yes, that's your journal. It'll stay with you forever now, hope you like the colour.

[unvarnished]

I'm not too picky about the cover as long as the story inside is good.

[mal_addict]

Well, that depends on what you consider a good story.

[unvarnished]

I'll read it and let you know.

[mal_addict]

Please do.

Anyway, welcome to Paradisa.

[unvarnished]

Thanks. Is there more to this place than the woods?

[mal_addict]

There's a castle, look up and you should see it, it never drops people too far away from itself.

[unvarnished]

Guess I'd better take a look. [not the Enchanted Forest, he can tell that much. But castles are a thing he knows something about]

[pint_sized_carnivore]

Paradisa...? Wow, you must be a new guy...