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Kida opened her eyes and bolted upright in a panic. Her coarse white hair swayed behind her, and she grasped for her necklace instinctively. She looked at the necklace, with its crude blue stone. It was dull and lifeless, which worried her greatly. What was happening? And where was Milo? Milo? For a second, she couldn't put the face to the name, and that terrified her, but then his face popped into her head and relief spread through her. She smiled involuntarily, thinking of him. At first, she couldn't seem to remember anything about him at all, but she waited patiently and images came back slowly. No information, but memories of his smile, his bad jokes, his weird accent when he spoke her native tongue, and the way he made her feel safe even though he was nothing close to a warrior. The thought of him calmed her and she stood up with her composure returned to her.

Looking around, she still found her surroundings frighteningly unfamiliar. A lot of sleeping bodies were around her, but she couldn't see Milo, so she turned her attention to the slowly growing crowd of people awake. Navigating gracefully over the sleepers, she quickly made her way to the group, looking through the people worriedly. "Milo?" She called, "Milo!?"
 

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The forests of Wonderland had been relatively silent this past week, as if holding its breath, trying not to let the zombies fully infect its heart. So many people gone. The mad hatter gone missing, hundreds turned into zombies, and the rest trapped in those so called safe houses, it was like the whole world had gone mad. How... wonderful.

Most people had no idea what the Cheshire cat did in his spare time. Honestly speaking, he didn't either. After all, you need to first know what you do in order to know what you did, and it was so inconvenient to bother knowing what you were actually doing. Or was it? In any case, it was more of a question to ask what he did in his un-spare time, which was a rather smaller proportion of time and therefore easier to quantify, but rather curiously, no one had ever asked him that one. Shame, really, it might have been interesting to combobulate someone with.

The turquoise-striped cat was currently not sitting in a tree, and not watching the zombies, because he currently was simply "not," as he often was. If anyone could be "not" and "was" at the same time, it was him. In any case, he found the zombies rather dull. They didn't pose a threat to him and taken away his largest source of amusement, which was the perpetually angry red queen. He hadn't had much reason to not be "not" lately. The dark mood that seemed to hang over the world he was used to was not unusual, just exceptionally boring. He'd stayed so long in Wonderland, because it was delightfully irritating and he got to be the most delightfully irritating of the lot, but there was no one here anymore, other than those brainless zombies. He'd considered joining his compatriots at the closest safe house, simply for the fun of it, but cages didn't suit a creature like him. No, much better to start wandering the other worlds, hoping that some place was different. He hadn't yet found one, but as he'd passed into the magicless world, he could tell some kind of madness was waiting.

So he was not sitting in a tree, and not watching the zombies, because he currently was simply "not" at all, but if anyone had looked in that direction, they might have done a double-take, convinced they'd just seen a disembodied smile, watching, waiting, quite at home here as it had been in its native environment.

Because everywhere was Wonderland when everyone was mad.
 
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[fieldbox="CHAPTER ONE - WAKING UP, lightblue, dashed, 10, Georgia"]More people awaken from their deep slumber, but Jasmine couldn't see the man she was looking for. One by one, Jasmine observed their face quick, checking if one of them was Aladdin, but she found nothing. Jasmine was at the edge of giving up until a familiar voice echoed in her ears, "Aladdin?"

Jasmine stretched her neck to find the familiar voice, each blink she made leaded her closer to the voice. Then, she saw him, the tanned male clothed in purple vest and white pants. He seemed bewildered among the people just like her when she woke up for the first time. Slow but sure, Jasmine walked toward him. Her heart was beating so fast as her trembling feet took steps for she didn't know whether he was Aladdin or not. She remembered how did he look like clearly, however she still doubted herself because her memory was not the most trusted thing right now. Her messed up memory could betray her anytime.

The princess stopped right in front of him, tilting her head while a slight smile occupied her full lips, "Aladdin? Right?" Jasmine waited for his answer agitated, the silence was having fun teasing Jasmine, making her became more and more nervous as she stood there, waiting...
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'' Arg! '' Jane screamed as her heal broke and she face planted on the ground. She immediatly tried gathering her long yellow dress and stood back up to run for her life. '' HELP! '' she shouted with panic before feeling the zombie jump on her with his glowing red eyes. Her umbrella pressed to the zombies neck as she tried to push him away. It was a terrible week. Very terrible. Not only was Tarzan completely gone, but she was lost and simply running up a hill towards Mount Olympus.


After getting assaulted in England by a bunch of mindless creatures, Tarzan and Jane ended up almost obliged to take some boat to a safe world.

Th Ambassador pressing them wasn't exactly trustworthy. Jane heard quite a lot of bad things about him in her community. He was very selfish and greedy, but that was like most nobles. Jane who was a noble herself first hand knew how this world worked. She didn't comform to it, but it usually didn't bother her that much. Only, she wondered why this man had a clever smile when an apocalypse was happening. It striked her as odd, but she went with it. Tarzan was worried about her and felt like it was ok to go in the boat to a safer place.

Well that until she decided to be nosy. Sneaking around the boat for information and falling on the wrong people at the wrong time. It was probably the worst mistake she did because Tarzan had to save her. But as he was saving her, he just dissapeared in thin air leaving her facing quite a scary crew to deal with.

Well, she was exiled. Alone, on a wooden boat, in the ocean. Thankfully, it was on the coast of Spain and within two days she finally managed to land on the wavy coast without too many injuries. She was starving and thirsty, but no real injuries except for a few bruises done by the crew.

With Tarzan no where to be found, Jane feeling hopeless and down, her last resort was Athen where a fairy (surprisingly) told her they would be there. She thought she was hallucinating. She couldn't believe it! But what else could she go with? From there, she managed to find a merchant willing to bring her towards Greece. Hopefully they were still there, but when they had arrived, they were ambushed by those mindless creatures.

'' Yes of course! I had to believe that book about your inner conscious guide you! '' she moanned helplessly as she tried pushing this poor man that had brough her up to here.

He was too strong her breath smelled like dead flesh. It grossed her out and she didn't have much strenght left.

The dirt flying everywhere as this enraged creature desperatly tried bitting her head off.
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[fieldbox="Aladdin, Yellow, dashed, 10"] As Aladdin walked among the groups of people he saw no one that looked like Jasmine. He was starting to panic a bit on the inside. Where was she? was she..was she gone? had she been left behind to become one of those Zombies that he was seeing in his mind? Or was she still safe in Agribah? What was he going to do? He didn't have Genie here to help him and he was pretty sure that carpet and Abu weren't here either. What was he going to do without his friends? Yeah he figured that all these other people that were here were just as confused as he was but..that didn't matter to him he needed to find Jasmine first.

But then he saw her. A girl wearing that same turquoise colored pants and top. Along with that jeweled headband and her big gold earrings. When she stopped in front of him he stared down at her and swallowed hard. When she said his name almost questioningly he got nervous as if she didn't remember him. Swallowing hard he hesitantly reached up and gently set his hand upon her cheek "Y.yes..it's me Jasmine..it's ok now..we're together again and we'll figure out what's going on together."[/fieldbox]

[fieldbox="Tarzan, Green, dashed, 10"] The last thing Tarzan could remember was getting on a boat to head to someplace that Jane told him was going to be safe. Then..nothing. He gave a slight groan as he sat up from his spot on the ground. Something didn't feel right. He hadn't specifically loved the idea of leaving the jungle to begin with but they needed to go to England with Jane for some reason that he couldn't recall.

He sat up and gently patted the floor and frowned. He wasn't..on a boat anymore. The floor didn't feel right. It was..hard like a rock. Swallowing hard he slowly stood up on his two feet but since he didn't feel comfortable he quickly dropped down to all fours like an ape. Looking around he started to get nervous. Where was he? who were these people around him? It didn't make any sense! And where was Jane?! "JANE?!" That was the only thing that left his mouth as he ran from the spot he was at to try and get a better vantage point. However he didn't see anywhere that he could do so and that..that's what made him more nervous then anything. He started running around the small area leaping over sleeping bodies as he continued to search the area for his wife "Jane where are you?!" Tarzan didn't have to wait long for an answer though because as he scanned the area he heard a very familiar scream. "Jane!" Looking around he spotted the large stock pile of weapons and ran over and grabbed a spear that was laying on the pile. Without hesitating he then launched himself over the wall and into the trees below.

Landing on one of the branches with grace and ease that could only be gained from his life in the jungle he quickly took off and began hopping from tree to tree as he hurried towards where his wife would be. He only prayed that he would be able to make it in time. As he drew closer he could make out a few people below except..they didn't move like people. They..moved slower more..stiffly. He didn't know why but he knew that they were dead and the only way to kill them was to smash their head and destroy the brain. He also knew that they were heading towards where Jane was and he needed to get there faster.

Before he knew it he could see his wife below and she appeared to be stuck beneath..another zombie. He needed to act quickly. Looking around he growled at the lack of vines that he could swing from so he made due with just jumping down to the ground below. Glancing around to make sure there weren't any more of the zombies around. Seeing none he hurried towards Jane and the zombie on top of her and tackled the undead creature off of her. He reared back before the thing could bite him and pinned it down as it tried it's best to overpower him and snapped its jaws at him. Tarzan didn't know what exactly was going on but he knew he had to keep Jane safe. Pulling away Tarzan gripped his spear tightly and then drove the pointed blade down through the zombies skull and in a splatter of blood killed the creature again. Slowly climbing to his feet he left the long pole sticking straight out of the ground embedded in the dead body and looked down at himself. No scratches and he wasn't bit the only blood he hand on him was from the blood splatter from the zombie.

Jane quickly flashed through his head and he turned and hurried to his wife and knelt down beside her and pulled her into a tight hug. He held the hug for a few moments before he pulled back and looked into her eyes before he started scanning her for any injuries "Jane..your ok right? your not hurt? You didn't get bitten did you?." [/fieldbox]

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Prince Naveen stood there, while he listened to the man speak. Yes, NAZAR... Naveen wanted to see them fall, and all the evil that had came with them. Him losing his memory, he couldn't believe what was going on right about now. Naveen hated to see what had happened to this wonderful world, and with his last breath he will see to it that everything is made good again. "We should probably wait for the others to wake up... before we go journey on." He smiled his sparkly white smile. He noticed a blonde woman come up to the group, she seemed to blush and look away when she stared at him. Usually, Naveen would have flirted with her or said something cute... but now all he was worried about was finding Tiana, and getting to wherever the NAZAR base was. "This is bad... very bad, we need to wake everyone up and get somewhere safe. We need to talk about what is going on, and what we should do next." Naveen started tapping his foot, when he made a beat, it usually helped him think clearer.

While thinking up a plan of action, he could hear his name being called. He only knew one person who would yell his name that loud. He turned and saw Tiana... in her Wedding Dress. "Tiana! My love!" Forgetting about hatching a plan, he ran to her. "I thought I would never see you again." He picked her up twirling her in his arms. "I'm glad you're alive, and you're here." He gave his wife a passionate kiss. The kiss reminded him of their marriage, it was beautiful. He was glad that he still remembered her, if he didn't... he knew deep down inside he would still feel heartbroken at that. He was also glad that Tiana remembered him too, that would be even worst if she didn't.

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Setting her back down, he smiled at her. "It's great that you are here... even though under these conditions." He looked at the pile of weapons and food supply. He went over to it, he picked up some food and water for both him and Tiana. "Here, take this." He handed a pack of food and water to Tiana. After drinking the refreshing water, Naveen went back to the pile of weapons. He found two identical swords. "Perfect for a Prince." He picked the two swords up. He started twirling them a little, giving a few heroic stances. He then winked at Tiana. "Think you can handle a weapon, as well as you can handle a frying pan?" He slid a sword towards her, the sword stopping right in front of her feet.

After deciding on the two swords for his main weapons, Naveen went to the center of the now growing group. "Okay everyone... I am Prince Naveen, for those who do not know me. I think we should all pick up some type of weapon, just to stay safe. Next we should find a building or a home to discuss everything that is going on. If you have found someone, your loved one, your sister, brother, or other... please stick with them. We need to stick together, we never know what's out there." Naveen hoped everyone would listen to him, he was usually super calm under most stressful sitiuations, that was just his style.


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"Tiana! My love!" Tiana ran over in her green heels when she heard Naveen yell back her name. The princess was caught by her husband. "Thank God i found you, i had a-" Tiana was interrupted by a kiss from Naveen, she felt the passion of the kiss from when she first got married to Naveen. "Wow still as romantic as you have been!" Tiana felt when she first woke up, there was something empty in her heart, but when she finally remembered Naveen, everything fell into place. But she felt something bad was about to happen, but she didn't know what.

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"It's great that you are here... even though under these conditions." The princess replied with a nod moving back and forth. "Yeah i'm not really sure how this all started, but it looks like we have a lot of supplies." Tiana pointed to the pile of weapons and food and water. Tiana looked over at Naveen who picked up two swords which both looked identical, then was surprised when her husband


pointed one of the swords towards her. When she noticed her husband take a warrior stance, she smiled. "Wow you really do look good with a sword." Tiana then took the sword from Naveen which he offered her. "Think you can handle a weapon, as well as you can handle a frying pan?" Tiana held the sword in her hands, sliding the metal in her grip. "May take some getting used to, but i could probably do some good with this."

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When her husband took charge she liked how much of a leader he could be, she felt if anyone of the group would lead the group, Naveen could do the part very well. "I agree. We should all stick together, no one wants to be in danger and we are safer in numbers, but we should also share the rations of food and water when we find some shelter." When she finished the sentence, she felt something was missing, it was the same feeling as when she first found Naveen, something she knew but didn't at the same time.

Tiana's feet was killing in in those heels, they were really pretty and looked really nice in them but they hurt a lot. Tiana tugged on Naveen's arm. "I'll be right back i need to change my shoes." The princess then walked away and sat against a wall, taking off her shoes. "These hurt almost as much as stepping on glass!" Fortunately she had her purse from the wedding which she stuffed some comfy shoes in because she knew how much they hurt. "There much better." When Tiana stood up, she thought she started to hear something, it was...Yelling?


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Jane screamed as the head of the zombie exploded and the blood splattered all over her. She breathed heavely as she grabbed the hem of her yellow dress and kicked whatever was left of the slugged body off of her dead compagnion. Her eyes teared as she looked at Tarzan, she couldn't believe her eyes. The love of her life, right in front of her eyes after being seperated for weeks. She sobbed as she reached out for his face with a shaky hand and placed it over his cheek. Her eyes obviously traumatized by her stay all alone. She felt so dumb. Just so dumb for not going along with his plan by the dot. So dumb for not being able to protect him back on the boat. Just so dumb and as she reached out and both threw at each others arms tightly secured around their body, she repeated word by word like a record on replay in her head that she won't ever lose him again..

'' I won't ever ever lose you again. I won't leave your sigh. Never ever Tarzan! '' she said her heart beating at a very rapid pace as she cried loudly not believing that he was here alive. She thanked her god for this blessing. Nothing could have been better than this. Her man. Her husband found once more. She won't feel alone in this world anymore. She will feel protected and in security. All her worries seemed to have dissipated and as she pulled back from the bloody hug, she just planted her lips on his while crying and crying without a care in the world what was around her because in all honesty...

... it was the happiest moment after weeks of death surrounding her...

Little did she know that life would only get harder from there on. Tarzan didn't mean the end of her turmoil. Only a temporary relief.

Death was everywhere afterall, and their was no known escapes from their. Some were powerful, others slow. Nonetheless, all wanted to eat them alive. It was either run or die. No time for settlements and human feelings. Which... was the hardest thing for her. Life was so joyful for Jane, but it was sucked out the moment her father had transformed. Never again was she the same from there.

Pulling out as she whimpered weakly. She whipped her hand on her dress and tried removing the tears rolling down her cheek, but it only spread the blood all over her cheek.

'' Sorry I... '' she trailed off shaking her head as she leaned it more to a side and tried whipping some blood away, '' I'm just a mess right now. '' she gravelly exhausted by her journey.

The last and sinking boat leaving for the new world
She probably would have never been able to travel so far if not for this man dead in front of her eyes and her guilt was only eating her as she stared at the dead man at her feet.


'' I'm just so useless in this world, '' she said as a fresh batch of tears threated to fall as she just threw herself at him to cry in a more silent way. She clenched to his torso as she looked forward. Just a few meters away, there was a cliff that gave them the view of the burning city of Athens. The last boat leaving to the new world while another ship was sinking from the fire and probably some maneating creatures invading.

The sky was blue, but as she looked at the sunset, it seemed like it was turning crimson red as blood spilled all over europe.
 

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"And then he said he has this super awesome thing to show me because he wanted my honest opinion!" Mike Wazowski laughed out happily, hurrying to catch up with his long-legged colleague. "My honest opinion, Sul!" He grabbed his friend's furry arm. "Do you know what that even means?!" James P. Sullivan sighed lightly and looked around at the workers that immediately got back to work. "Yes, Mike. I do know what that means. Means that you are making a fool out of yourself for such a thing." Mike let go of his arm and groaned. "For once. Just for ONCE can you not be as grumpy about things?" Sulley nodded. "Yes. When I finally get this corporation where it belongs. To the top." Scratching his bold green scalp, Mike rolled his eye. "Oh right, right. I forgot you are the big boss now. Taking care of everything. You know what? What happened to that cocky son of a Boogeyman I knew before, huh?" James shrugged his shoulders, visibly annoyed, hurrying up forward. "I already told you, Mike. I simply grew up. Alright? There is nothing wrong with that."

"Nothing wrong with... Nothing wrong with that?!" Groaning lightly, he jumped and grabbed the collar of Sully's shirt. "Do you..." He shoved his face into Sully's giant nose and narrowed his eye on him, speaking slowly as if the big monster couldn't comprehend what he was saying. "Do you eeeven heear yourself saying all that stuff?" Grabbing one of Mike's horns, James glued him off and dropped him on the ground. "Yes. Even without you shoving your nasty face into mine. Besides," he smirked down at his friend. "I am not the one that has no ears." Mike pouted, though it was hardly an insult. Sully was simply like that. Honest and cocky. He maybe toned it down with age, but old habits always died hard. "I know why you are like that." Mike said as soon as he shut the office doors. Sully sat on his office chair. "And why is that, my little genius friend?"

"You miss her. Don't you?" Mike asked sitting on the chair on the other side of the table. Staring at him for a moment that seemed like an eternity, Sully sighed and straightened up in the chair grabbing one of the fragile framed pictures from his table with his giant hands. There was no way he would be able to lie to Mike. He knew him too well. "Every day, Mikey. Every day." The green round monster frowned. "I gotta admit. I miss the little annoyance too. But hey! I am pretty sure she is as happy as she can be." Sully replied. "Oh yeah? How come we still didn't come across her doors since then?" It was something Mike didn't have answer to. After a moment of awkward silence, Mikey cleared his throat. "Soooo. I am off to get some coffee. Can I get you anything, boss?" He chuckled. No matter how long it has been, Mike would never get used calling his long time friend his boss in all seriousness. Sully waved his hand and smirked. "You go ahead. I am fine." Mike nodded and exited the office. "Sure you are, big guy. Sure you are."

Nonexistent hairs would most certainly stand up straight on his head after he heard a chilling scream. "WHAT IS THAT?!" And all he managed to hear was his friend. Good old Sully grabbing his arm and pulling him aside. "Watch out!" He yelled, and it all turned dark.

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Sully groaned as he tried to glue his chest and his face off the cold stone underneath. He groaned again when the headache struck him and he laid back down, simply rolling to face..."The sky? What the hell is..." His head buzzed and he rubbed his template for a second before he felt something was terribly off. His fur...was gone. As the field of vision focused and cleared out, he lifted his hand in front of his face and his jaw dropped instantly. His hand and the rest of his arm was smooth and pale. Just like human arm would look like. Touching his now naked face, he panicked internally as he searched for his fur that somehow ended up being only on his head, give or take some smooth body hairs he had. "No." He mumbled as he jumped up, fighting off the headache. "No, no, NO!" He swung forward and grabbed the cold marble pillar just before he stumbled on the ground. He was feeling light-weight. The last time he felt so light-weighted was back in college. It all confused him a great deal. Then he remembered. "Oh bollocks!" He straightened up and looked around. "Mikey? Pal?" All around was a meadow and a beautiful lush forest while he was standing there, at the entrance of a great temple. There was no sign of the Incorporation building, nor anyone he knew. He was alone. Well, at least for a moment.

"KJAAAHAHAHAAAAH!" Came across the meadow and Sully narrowed his eyes to see better. Short skinny guy ran across the meadow towards him with his toxic green hair fluttering after him, chased by a flock of birds. "Save meeeee! Sullyyyyy!" He cried out. Sully straightened up and ran towards him in order to chase the flock, but the guy seemed to be even more terrified of him. "Oh, right." He thought as he came closer. He was dead certain that cry baby was no other than Mike Wazowski. He simply knew it. The green-haired guy dropped on the ground and covered his head. "Don't hurt meeee. PLEASE don't hurt me human! I am just..."

"Oh cut it! Will ya? It is me." Sully groaned and smacked several birds before they pulled back into the forest. "Darn feather sacks..." He mumbled and brushed off his jacket. He glared back at the guy that reminded him of Mikey as the guy glared back. "What the hell happened to you?" Sully rolled his eyes. "I could as you the same." Mike shivered. "I know. It is awful... You never looked so disgusting before..." James offered him a sarcastic yet charmin smile and reached behind Mike's hair. "I can tell you the same. But at least you have ears now." Mike yelped and smacked his hand. "And it HURTS. Let it go damn it. I hate them. They are awful!" Getting up he looked around. "Alright. May I ask....WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" James shrugged. "I thought you are supposed to be a genius here." Mike groaned. "Well tough luck. I am stupid for this." James chuckled and shrugged. "Well then we shall simply ask someone." Mike looked around. "Who?"

"Whoever lives in this thing..." Replied Sully, moving towards the temple.

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"Wow...seems like a lot of people live in this thing." Mike mumbled to Sully as they entered, facing a group of visibly confused and really diverse people. Loud as he was, Sully cleared his throat and exclaimed to the group. "Excuse me! Can anyone..."

"...Tell us what the hell is going ON?!" Mike finished, before he stopped silent and turned to Sully. "We just marched in and demanded answers but...you sure they won't chase us away with pitchforks and torches? Because they sure as HELL look like pitchfork people." Sully looked around. "No. No I am not."
 
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Jasmine took Aladdin's hand in her, didn't want to let him go as she couldn't bear another moment losing the only one she could remember for now, while she walked toward a man who try to lead the confused herd. Jasmine raised her brow and crossed her arms, she couldn't just believe this man instantly, right? "Excuse me... Prince Naveen? May I know why we should believe you? Yes, you're right about building shelters, but we can't stay here forever. Instead of staying, we need to find a way to go back to where we belong. I don't know where, but I am completely sure this place wasn't my place."
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Nothing. She could remember nothing but a loud white noise, and a name. She had nothing left in her register except Wall-e. The little robot friend of hers, a bright soul that flickered even in the wind and rain. Her little ray of sunshine through the harsh cold exterior. She remembered him clearly, his laugh, his little wobbly and awkward dance, his knick knacks, everything. The way he loved to fly around space with a fire extinguisher, for some reason. He was all she could remember, her little robot boyfriend, and yet when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a very different place. She was in an area with a lot of noise, and other people, the thought of which made her cringe.

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Geo was working out in the middle of the night, a typical thing for this active nerd. She got nightmares and memories of Tadashi easily, some of which were too unbearable to re watch. She had suffered a lot of difficulties after he left, not that the gang needed to know, especially Hero. It would make him even more worried if he knew she was beating herself up over this entire thing. She was in the middle of a lap around the rink when suddenly her vision faded. Nothing, just gone. And then...... POP!
"Whhha?" She mumbled to herself, her eyes slowly opening as she stared up at the sky. She was very clearly not in any place of where she remembered, in fact, she could barely remember anything at all! She knew what her name was, and one other person, Hero. The little brother of one of the nicest men that had been in her life. Slowly pulling herself off the ground, she stretched her stiff limbs. She was surprised to find herself in an area with other faces. Some dark skinned and tall, some strong, some nimble, but as she searched a face stood out in the crowd. Frozen in place, Gogo stared over at Hero who looked confused and lost. A feeling of relief washed over her at the sight of him.
 
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Hiro wasn't sure if anyone was having any luck knowing where they were. Shrugging he turned to see who else may had woken up pausing seeing one of his friends. He thought a moment only a few names in his memory his brother for one, a creation of his brothers, and strangely out of the crowd from his memory of all his friends he only could pick up the face and name of one. He gave a small wave. "Hey Gogo." He commented before heading over to her. "Any ideas on were we are?" He asked. "I seem to not have had much luck finding out." He then added to explain.

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Merida turned seeing the boy she had moved behind head somewhere else. A confused look on her face a moment before shaking her head. 'Guess he recognized someone.' She thought not sure what else it might be once more looking around for anyone who might know why they are here. She figured to woman looking for her sister wouldn't know and sighed. She wasn't sure what to do for now other than perhaps wait. Wait for what she wasn't sure but deiced to head near the woman after her sister. Maybe someone was near her maybe not but she felt maybe if she moved then perhaps she'd see someone else she hadn't.

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Naveen had hoped that everyone would trust him... but he expected that some wouldn't. He sat the twin swords to each side of his waist, before he walked up to the one called Jasmine. He folded his arms, not backing down to anyone... especially a girl. "Listen, you do have every right to want to get home... I want to get home as well, but do you really think we should just go out there without a plan and thought? Do you think we can just run around and FIND our homes?" He smirked at the woman, this girl seemed to think she knew everything about everything, she was wrong. "Hey, if you want, you can go out there... by yourself, no one is stopping you. Where stronger in a big group, but you and your "boyfriend" can go out there and get killed." He walked away from the girl, standing next to Tiana once again. "You guys do not have to listen to me, but does anyone else have a plan or solution to this situation? One that won't get us all killed?" He stood there waiting for someone to say anything, maybe someone did have an idea better than is, he doubted it though.

Prince Naveen heard a loud man's voice speak up towards the group... than another man spoke up, a much louder man. He turned to see a blue haired man and a green haired man standing next to one another. They both had horns on their heads, Naveen stood in front of Tiana. He pulled out his swords. "What are you two? If you are here to attack us... then bring it on!" He didn't know what kind of creatures were humanoid and had horns... a new form of zombie? A demon created from that bastard Dr. Facilier? Who knows, Naveen just wasn't going to let them harm his beloved. "If you are friend, then prove it... if your are foe, you will die." His eyes grew darker, Naveen had already face a demon and defeated him, these two would be no match for him.

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As one of the humans reacted and turned to face them, Mike grinned, revealing his somewhat sharp fangs that simply wouldn't go away after the transformation, just like horns. "Oh! See? Told you they are willing to talk!" He proceeded forward to the male. Sully frowned in confusion thinking how just about a minute ago, Wazowski was panicking about approaching the group. "Uh...no you didn't?" He rolled his eyes and tried to catch up with his friend that was small but fast and really, really talkative. Maybe even too much for his own good. "Ah! Good! We are getting somewhere here! That is great! Hello. My name is M..." He stopped abruptly when the male stepped in front of one of the females as if he was protecting her and took out his swords. Mike could feel his feel getting cold and instead of saying anything else, he let out a brief, surprised panic shout as the man spoke deeply and somewhat scary. "What are you two? If you are here to attack us... then bring it on!" Mike stumbled backwards and smacked into Sully that moved him lightly and stepped forward. Compared to the short Mike, Sully was absurdly tall and muscular, much taller than anyone in the group and yet the human showed no fear. He raised his hand slowly and spoke. "Woah, woah! Hey now. Let us all calm down and let us put the pointy thingies down." He lowered one of the swords with his finger, careful not to go too far. Mike pulled his sleeve and hissed. "Are you crazy?! He will make a shish-kebab out of you. Do you KNOW how shish-kebab LOOKS LIKE?!" Sully rolled his eyes and responded calmly. "Mike, nobody is becoming a shish-kebab, ok? Will you calm the hell down?" Mike seemed to ignore his plead. "Hint! Shish-kebab Sully doesn't look like a healthy Sully..."

Sully sighed, annoyed and grabbed Mike easily, like he was made of foam, turned him upside down and regardless of the loud protest, he shoved him head first into the pile of dirt laying next to them. He left him there to wave his legs helplessly in the air as he referred to the male with swords. "What my hopelessly loud friend here was trying to say is that we are as clueless as you all might be with both this place and the people we see here. We have no intention in harming anyone. We are the good guys. My name is James P. Sullivan. This is..." He pointed to the empty space beside him and remembered. Grabbing his feet, he pulled Mike out of the dirt just as easy as he pushed him in there and put it back in his place as he coughed out dirt and cleaned his green hair. "Don't EVER do that again!" Sully proceeded. "And THIS annoying little thing is my good friend by chance, Mike Wazowski." The male spoke again, frowning. "If you are friend, then prove it... if your are foe, you will die." Mike gulped and turned to Sully. "I-I can tell him a 'knock knock' joke? You know how good they are." Sully leaned discreetly and mumbled. "I swear if I hear you say any of your 'knock knock' jokes at this point, I will kill you myself." Mike puffed. "Fine! One about his face then. He isn't so good looking either." Sully growled. "Don't make this any harder than it already is. Please?"

"Oh!" Mike exclaimed. "I know! I can dance! Dancing always works. Right?" He started tapping his legs and dancing in one spot. "Oh for hell's sake don't..." He groaned, giving up and facepalmed again referring to the human that was threatening them. "Eyyyyou know what? I give up. Just kill me and end my misery..." Mike still danced along.

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