001 Where am I? - Written

[losteveryone]

[Carol looks at the bound book in her hands, examining it once again. She's still no a hundred percent sure how it works but she's not opposed to giving it a go. Firstly though she runs her fingers over the front cover. There's her name engraved in gold: 'Carol Peletier'. Then she opens the journal, flicking through it. She's noticed that there's writing in the book but the first page is completely blank.

She lifts the pen that was sitting there beside her and she starts to right. Although she's not exactly sure what's going to happen.]

I arrived here a few days ago and I'm still not exactly sure where I am. I haven't seem anyone around and definitely not any of my friends...

At least there's no Walker's around. At least not that I've seen anyway. And I'm not sure how this thing works but if anyone's reading this...Hello?

Can someone be kind enough to tell me what's going on?

Comments

dictated!

[amiable]

Walker?

Did you mean Allen Walker?

Dictated

[losteveryone]

[There's a bit of a pause before she answers...this is all so strange to her still. She shakes her head although she knows the other person's not going to see her.]

No...I'm afraid I don't know anyone by that name.

I was talkin' about zombies, the undead...there isn't any around is there?

[amiable]

[ There's a pause. ]

Z-Zombies?! Why would there be zombies here?!

[losteveryone]

[The exclamation and the questioning tells her that no, there can't be any here. Which is good news.]

I don't know it's just...where I came from there were zombies everywhere. I haven't seen any around though and if you haven't seen any before then there can't be.

You would have noticed.

dictated;

[downright]

Hi. You must be new. [ Chase is just finishing up some reports at the clinic, but he's definitely got time to welcome a newbie to the castle. ]

Sorry, but what's a walker?

[losteveryone]

Yes. Yes I'm new...my name's Carol. [She's still not sure what the hell she's doing but for now she's just going to run with it.]

Walkers...the undead...zombies?

[downright]

Oh.

... [ Here's an awkward little chuckle. ] Good thing I didn't suggest getting one from the clinic. [ Of course he means that walking frame used by some patients. Ha ha ha. Moving on now. ] I'm a doctor. My name's Chase. You'll be happy to know that there aren't any zombies here. [ Just vampires, talking dragons, animals, aliens... ]

[losteveryone]

[And there's an audible sigh of relief from her end at that piece of information and she might even be smiling a little but...not that he can see that but still, it's there.]

It's nice to meet you, Chase...well hear your voice at least. And it's good to hear that there's no zombies around. You don't know how long I've had to look over my shoulder, looking out for them.

/dictated

[spiritusaequitas]

[he's still on his way back to the castle, but that doesn't mean he's not paying attention to the journals. the crackle of a campfire can be heard, faintly, if she listens close]

Y'made it a few days, already? Gotta give ya credit for holdin' out this long without askin'. Yer probably not gonna believe me, though.

[there's a definite Irish lilt to the voice, but -- it might still sound familiar... somehow ...]

[losteveryone]

[Well she's glad she gets an answer because really, she has no clue what's going on here. She does hear the campfire...just about.]

I've been trying to figure it out for myself. Hasn't gone too well.

[She pauses a little as she takes in the voice...but then she just shakes her head and continues to talk]

Honestly, there's not much I won't believe anymore.

[spiritusaequitas]

Fair enough. I'll give it to ya straight, but I'll leave it up to you t' decide how much y' believe. Lord knows I didn' believe all of it when I firs' got here with my brother, neither.

[he's quiet for a moment, gathering his thoughts, then clears his throat]

Castle's called Paradisa, and the word 'round here is, the fuckin' thing's alive. An' it's able to change whatever it wants, whenever it wants, into anythin' it wants. And it gets th' energy t' do it from our souls.

[a brief pause as he crosses himself] That, and it's taken somethin' from all of us as a sort'a toll for gettin' here.

[losteveryone]

[Wow, that's a lot of information to take in. He wasn't kidding when he said he was going to give it to her straight was her. There's another pause here on her end as she tries to take all of that in.]

I know I said there's not much I won't believe anymore but...I'm not sure I believe any of it. But then I thought that about the walkers at first. So, is it some kind of...magic or something?

Taken something? What does it take?

dictated

[both_neither]

The story behind this place might be a little hard to believe.

[losteveryone]

[There's a pause on her end as she considers how to answer that statement]

...But I'd still like to know about it.

[both_neither]

Alright. As I understand it, this place - this castle - is sort of alive. It brings people here from all kinds of different worlds. I don't really know how. They say it's magic and I guess I can buy that, because I'm not sure how else it's possible.

[losteveryone]

[Oh look, another pause. Just give her a moment she's trying to take all that information in...it's kind of hard to wrap her head around]

Alive? Magic? I didn't think anything like this existed...and why haven't I heard about it before if it does?

dictated forever

[likethetragedy]

Are you anywhere near a castle? That's an important part of the explanation.

[losteveryone]

[She looks around her and nods. She's actually just near the grounds of the castle but hasn't had the courage to check it out yet.]

Yeah, there's a castle. I'm standing close to it actually.

[likethetragedy]

That's where most of us contacting you are staying. If you go inside you'll find you have your own room. If you give me your name I can look up which one it is.

[losteveryone]

...I have my own room? But how is that possible? How did..they..it..know I would be here?

[And there's plenty more questions where they came from don't worry.] Peletier. It's Peletier.

[wield]

[ Buffy feels bad. Just by reading it all she can tell she sounds confused. ]

It's... kind of weird. I mean, I've been through a lot of crazy things but this? I don't think anyone ever knows what to expect or even what to do when they get here. [ Blabbing, Buffy. Don't freak her out even more. ] Right. You what to know what's going on.

What kind of world did you come from? Was there magic or anything... paranormal involved?

[losteveryone]

[Yeah, she's definitely more than a little confused right now. Blabbing isn't a bad thing either, not if it supplies her with some more information.]

Yeah, I mean I have no idea..I don't even know what to start askin'.

...Do zombies count?

/breaks hiatus for this. <3 - Dictated

[squirrelhunter]

[That word.

That one word. "Walkers."

Daryl had been dozing in the branch of a tree out in the woods, his journal open in his lap. That word jerks him awake. Grabbing his journal and staring at the words, he narrows his eyes.]

What d'you know 'bout the Walkers?

[That will be a very familiar redneck drawl spilling from the pages, Carol. With a hint of suspicion.]

[losteveryone]

[Carol didn't even know what was going to happen after she wrote that short message down but of all the things that could have happened she definitely wasn't expecting this.

Honestly, how could she ever not recognize that voice. But she doesn't exactly want to say anything if it's not him. That might be slightly embarrassing]

I've been living among them for a while now, so quite a lot.

[No one else had recognized the word 'walkers' around here so it has to be him. It has to.] ...Daryl, is that you?

[squirrelhunter]

[And then there was the voice. Hell, he's spent enough time with the group, and he's a smart guy. He remembers what they sound like.]

Carol?

[And then he remembers. He remembers what Rick told him about Sophia. Even if the last thing he could remember was still looking for her, Rick wouldn't lie about that, would he?]

What's the last thing you remember? About home.