talentsgirl | [ Action, Video, and Voice! ] Good Golly, Miss Molly .001

[Molly woke up on her side, in pain, and cold.

That's strange. I wasn't asleep a moment ago. Was I?

Also, her brain felt fuzzy. That wouldn't do. Deep breaths, Molly, and she remained still and safe for a moment - movement was a tell, and until she had her focus back she wasn't going to do anything until she was sure she could hide. Then slowly, Molly sat up.]

Woah.

[She was on top of a tree house. In what looked like a tree village, no less. And where the heck were her clothes?]

Let me guess. I'm not in Kansas anymore.

[Molly twisted around to try to see the source of pain on her back, only for bright pink to meet her eye - a single pink wing! With a blue one to match. Oh. Hahahahahaha, this must be a dream. She gave a light tug on one of her wings and the dull pain turned into a shooting one which made her grit her teeth against the sudden flare behind her eyes. OK, girl. The wings stay on. And if this was an illusion, it was a hell of one to sustain that much pain. She glanced around, found, and opened the journal.

Huh.]

...a magic book with my name on it. That's not at all suspicious. Well, I guess I'm already through the looking glass...

Hello, in the book! I'm looking for a white rabbit, he was supposed to give me the time. Or maybe the place? Either way, I'm late for an important date.

[No time to say hello, goodbye... either way, she couldn't sit around waiting for the magic book to talk back. Magic didn't work that way. And it was still here, she could feel it humming but... faint. And very much like it was through a looking glass. Strange.

Either way, she wasn't one to just sit around in a tower - or a treehouse - and wait to be rescued. She held the book carefully opened by inserting one finger in it and closing the book around it in case of a response, not knowing that flashes of video could escape through it as well, and began to make her way down as best as she could in a dress entirely too short for her long legs and thin enough to hint at just how low the thorn tattoo starting high at her neckline curved down. Time to wander the forest in hope of... something. Some kind of clue or direction.]

[Part the Second: Or if you'd rather not rescue/inform a New Feather]

[Clothed in jeans a light jacket, and boots, one tall young lady is poking about all the shops in the square. Maybe you'll run into her there?]

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[The name is vaguely familiar, but Molly isn't really thinking 'Talking Fictional Characters' at this point and so the following question is a bit of a stall as she glances around and tries to get her feet under her.]

Why would I have heard of you?

[...Sob. Of course.]

Oh, no reason. Just the most famous inventor in the whole world, attractive billionaire, and superhero to boot. [NO BIG DEAL.]

[Okay, now she's just staring at the book.]

I'm sorry - what?

Yes. Superhero. Please tell me you at least know what those are.

A hero that's super. [This would be her mouth functioning on autopilot.] Usually found in comics or movies.

[Down the rabbit hole indeed.]

...And, it just so happens, occasionally in real life, too. Like myself, for example.

Riiight.

[I am talking with a crazy person.]

And which superhero is that, exactly?

The goddamn Iron Man.

[That curse was highly frowned upon in the Carpenter household.]

Batman. It's "The goddamn Batman." And, mister? I'm thinking you might have hit your head on the fall down the rabbit hole.

What, Batman's got that word trademarked now? What a shame. And you'd better get used to have people claiming to be superheroes. That's going to seem perfectly normal after you start meeting Ninja Turtles.

[...and Molly begins to put pieces together, in her own way.]

Okay, Mister... Stark, was it? Would you hold on one moment, please?

[Oh, come on.]

Sure, I suppose. But I don't have all day--busy guy, you know.

[The sound of the journal flipping. Because if he has one and she just woke up here and she has one, then it stands to reason that other people should have one too. And if the Ninja turtles are here, then she should be able to recognize them pretty... quickly...

This isn't possible.

...wasn't there a Sherlock Holmes quote about that?

God in Heaven...

Her voice is decidedly muted when she returns to the proper page.]

It seems like I owe you an apology.

Well, I'm touched. Come to your senses, have you? Good for you. Most people live in denial for way too long when they get here.

[I'm not ruling out extreme hallucinations, or having wound up in some kind of winged asylum.

But sharing that would hardly help her.]

And where is 'here,' exactly?

It's called Luceti. Congratulations, you're now a denizen of an entirely different world than the one you left.

...but why are there wings?

That is an excellent question. One you will, unfortunately, not get an answer to. No one knows. The popular opinion seems to be that they make it possible for as to actually live here, since should you just so happen to lose one, you keel over dead.

[...but still, they have to be artificially placed, don't they? Surely they don't just show up when we appear, there has to be some sort of surgery involved, right?

...or magic. But I've never heard of anything magic like this.

Faintly:]

...I'll keep that in mind.

...Pool too icy?

Psh, no way. [Faint defiance is faint, but growing stronger.]

I'm a regular polar bear.

Is that so. Well, Miss Polar Bear, you got a name on you, or should I stick with that?

[It doesn't exactly roll off the tongue.]

I'm Molly. [And maybe saying another part if her name out loud wasn't the best idea... But right now she needed that reassurance of her identity.]. Molly Carpenter.

Right, then, Mollster. [Yes, good.] Other questions you're just itching to ask about this place?

Um. Yeah. [Breathe, Molly.] Where's the best place to get shoes?

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