First case.

[dorkwonder]

[As soon as Tim found himself suddenly transported to a strange new place, he scurried over to a shadow and began to gather intel. Wherever he went, a journal appeared at the area he was inspecting. After awhile he realized it was the same journal appearing over and over. So, he finally picked it up and began to read through it. The entries gave him a decent idea of what was going on. Combing the entries with the view of the sky made it obvious he was no longer on Earth. Tim was no stranger to the multiverse. He knew that the name “Wayne” was recognized in some of the alternative Earths.

When Tim finally dictates an entry of his own, his voice comes out sounding nervous and awkward. Instead of introducing himself as Tim Drake, the ward of multi-billionaire Bruce Wayne, he's Alvin Draper; confused high-school student.]

Okay, so I know there's the whole “be careful what you wish for”, but this is kind of overkill. And by “kind of”, I mean completely. I just wanted to get out of my Calculus test! A fire alarm or sneeze attack would have worked.

[His voice sounds increasingly nervous as he speaks.]

So, uh, my name is Alvin Draper and I'm not from around here. I don't even know if I'm from the same world as this place. This is what I get for wishing I was in all of those sci-fi novels I've read, huh? Ahaha. Seriously, I never going to wish for anything again. Anyway, um, if anyone could let me know what's going on here and how I get back home, that would be great. Thanks.

[ooc: Just as a side note, since Tim's father is in a coma and not dead in his memories, he currently thinks he's the ward of Bruce Wayne and not his adopted son.]

Comments

Tim

[secondchances]

I know it. I'm just making sure you're not--it's a long story, but you'll understand later. Don't mind that right now.

How long have you been here?

Steph.

[dorkwonder]

[Relaxes his tone.]

A couple of hours. When I first arrived here I checked out the first floor. This place is huge.

Tim

[secondchances]

[Well, it's definitely Tim. Tim-Tim. Probably.]

Very huge. How much have you figured out?

[She'll start with these questions first, not "Hey, do you know me as Batgirl?" Then she can be thrilled and excited, or smack her forehead into her desk.]

Steph.

[dorkwonder]

Before making my entry, I read a few of the previous entries. Apparently we've all been "kidnapped by a magic castle".

Tim

[secondchances]

Yeah. I'm sure Kara's entry [and there's a page number here] will be something you wanna check out.

Next question: who am I? Cowl-wise, that is. I know you know who I am.

Steph foreveerr.

[dorkwonder]

[Kara, he is so proud of you. Her entry covers a lot of the questions he has. Starts scanning the entry while he responds to her.]

Batgirl [Initially he finds the question strange, but as he continues to read Kara's entry, the question makes more sense.] Now my turn to ask questions; how long have you been here for?

[secondchances]

[There's an audible sigh of relief, here. Thank you, Paradisa. You've been awfully kinda lately.]

Three years. It's just about my anniversary, actually.

[Kara for Christmas, and Tim for her anniversary?]

[dorkwonder]

Three years? You're kidding me. Please tell me you're kidding me.

[secondchances]

I seriously wish I could. [She's not sure what else to add onto that. Anniversary time was a thing she usually ignored to the best of her ability, but it got a little more difficult with each year.]

We should probably be having this conversation in person, though. Where are you?

[dorkwonder]

[That is just...how is that even possible? No one has a very good answer for him either, in Kara's entry. His mind is desperately running through several different possibilities, trying to find a way to make sense out of all of this.]

I'm by a really big staircase, it looks like it goes up to the second floor.

[secondchances]

Alright. I'll be there in a minute.

[Steph's quick to run her fingers through her hair, and hurry downstairs. She lives in one of the towers, so she approaches from the side--wearing a big smile.

Tim's always been a complicated part of her life, but seeing a familiar face here is a relief.

So much of a relief, in fact, that she walks right up to him and pulls him into a hug.]

[dorkwonder]

Steph--[He's about to ask her a question when he suddenly finds himself pulled into a hug. This must have been what it was like for Conner when he suddenly hugged Conner from out of nowhere.

Tenses up for a brief moment because contact like this with Steph is always a dangerous thing, but he quickly shakes it off. She's been here for three years, possibly all by herself during that time. If nothing else, he owes her a hug for that reason alone.

Returns the hug and glances down at her.]

You really have been here for three years, haven't you?

[secondchances]

[This is kinda awkward, but she doesn't care right now. They can awkward it up later, right now she just wants to hug him.

She's appeased when he hugs back, and so she lets him go.]

It hasn't been that long since I last saw you, but it's always good to see a familiar face.

[dorkwonder]

[Can put two and two together and realize he's one of the people who have been here before.]

When was the last time you saw me?

[secondchances]

A little over half a year ago.

[She lowers her voice.]

So most of the people who knew "Tim Drake" are probably gone. Don't worry, Alv.

[dorkwonder]

Good.

[Probably not the best word to use, but he doesn't like the idea of people who are strangers to him, knowing all about his personal business.]

I take it I never went by Alvin Draper the last time I was here?

[secondchances]

[It is good. Less people to spill the beans about him dying here, too.]

Nope. Tim Drake all the way. Both times. My guess is that there are maybe two hundred people here, in a magical castle that tends to throw your privacy into the trash when it feels like it. It's not easy being sneaky.

[dorkwonder]

[The thought "some of us are better at it than others" pops into his head, however he wisely chooses to not say it out loud.]

That's a relief. If I had to go around talking like the original Alvin Draper all the time, that would get annoying fast.

[secondchances]

... yeah, I think I might have let you just come find me on your own if you were going to use that voice.

[That feels like so long ago. Probably because it is.]

I've been flying solo here for a while, and now Kara and you have shown up. I hit the jackpot.

[dorkwonder]

You call the three of us being stuck here "the jackpot?" [Gives her a look.]

I don't plan to be stuck here nearly as long as you've been. If there's a way in here, there's a way out of here.

[secondchances]

I'm allowed to be selfish for a moment.

[A smile, but he wasn't able to figure it out before. Not even Bruce. Any Bruce.]

That's the hope. There's a lot in this world that hasn't been explored.

[dorkwonder]

Because of the power restrictions or whatever it was they discussed in Kara's entry, right?

[Stares at the nearest window thoughtfully.]

We've never needed powers to find out what we need. [Although they have needed a wealth of technology.]

[secondchances]

Right. Once you hit the Dead Zone, powers and tech are useless.

[Enjoy that snowy expanse. Steph follows his gaze, slipping her hands into the pockets of her sweater.]

It's old-school exploring out there. Campfires, horses... all that stuff.

[dorkwonder]

We can handle it.

[His gaze lingers on the window for awhile longer, before he returns his attention back to her.]

I have a few more questions for you, but we should move somewhere more private first.

[secondchances]

We can go to my room. You've got one here somewhere, but we'll have to find it.

You can meet my roommate.

[A smile, and she starts heading back the way she came. Keep up, Tim!]