Brookestory ~Weather~ 64 Degrees Fahrenheit Partly Cloudy, with a Light Breeze Day 1 Location: Apartment #23 in St. Paul's Apartment Complex Mentions: Magnivious ~ @Shattered♦Secrets™ Conversation: Himself, mostly Disney Character: Aurora Prince Aurek RoseAurek would have to get up soon, he knew. There were meetings to attend and issues to address but he was not in any way looking forward to it. And after everything that had happened with Magnivious there were still a lot of things to get done, even after roughly a year. So... he had to get up. With a soft sigh, he rolled over and blinked open his eyes to a foreign room. Huh? Furrowing his eyebrows, he stared, then blinked again, thinking - no, hoping, it was a dream. A very, very strange dream. But, no. It wasn't. Which didn't make sense. He sat up, rubbing his face. "Where am I?" He murmured. The foreign room had objects he had never seen before, which meant... he had to be in another country right? Scooting to the edge of the bed - which was very soft, he might add, softer than his own - he picked up one of the objects that sat at a small table. It was circular, and felt smooth, like glass, but was lighter than it should've been. On top it had two more circular objects attached, and what looked like numbers inside. Cocking an eyebrow, he turned it over in his hands, having absolutely no clue what it could be used for. Aurek was about to put to back, to explore and try and find out more about where he was, when it suddenly started shaking and letting out an extremely loud ringing sound. He let out a very un-princely squeak and dropped it in surprise, scrambling back. Upon hitting the ground though, it stopped the awful noise. He peeked over the edge of the bed to look at it, before cautiously nudging it with his toe. When it still didn't move, he released the breath he hadn't even known he had been holding. "How strange." Setting his feet on the extraordinarily smooth ground, he started towards the door. He must've been spirited to Russia, yes, that must be it. He had heard they had wonderful new things at their disposal. But where was everyone else? Location: 569 Whitewitch Way Mentions: Alex Carroll ~ @Little_Ghost98 Conversation: N/A Disney Character: Queen of Hearts King Joseph of HeartsJoseph was in a murderous rage. For once the evil plot hadn't been his. He could easily recognize the work of magic, having used many sorcerers to get things done for him before, but this, this he surely hadn't done. Without knowing who had been the one to cast the spell, he had no idea who to execute. He paced about the small peasant-sized cottage, it's decor like nothing he had seen before. They must be another dimension, it was the only explanation. He knew of the existence of other dimensions, living in a strange one himself. Plus with one such as the white rabbit living under his reign, how would he have not known? And then, of course, there was the wretched boy Alex who had come from a place called 'England'. What he wouldn't give to burn such place to the ground. Other than the strange objects, he did have to say, the colors fit him quite well. Dark and purple. He couldn't complain there. As Joseph paced across the flooring, his gaze flickered to the window. The glass was extraordinarily clear, the workmanship amazing, he did have to point out. He hadn't ventured outside yet, only having woken up a couple of long moments ago. He wouldn't say he was frightened but... it seemed daunting. He didn't know what awaited him outside the door, whether there were dangers or not, and it wasn't like he had any of his guards to protect him. He knew he would have to though, for how else would he know if he was trapped in this place alone, or with other people, people that he could maybe use? Location: Sheriff's Office Mentions: N/A Conversation: N/A Disney Character: Little Red Riding Hood Xavier ReddingtonRed awoke with a start, sitting up with alarm. He was lain on his side on a small cot, yet it was definitely not where he had fallen asleep the night before. Just last night he had been on the hunt of a cougar that was terrorizing a village he had been passing through. Rarely did he do such jobs for anyone, let alone stuck up villagers who apparently couldn't do anything for themselves, but he had been roped into this one. The large cat nearly had killed him while he was staying in one of the lodges, which clearly was regular behavior for the animal. And at the moment, he definitely wasn't stretched out on his bedroll in the middle of a forest. His gaze flickered around, trying to place where he was, but he didn't recognize anything. Except that he was surrounded by smooth metal bars. He shot to his feet, recognizing it as some kind of cage, but was met with an unlocked door. Studying it for a moment, he gently pushed it open, almost like he was expecting it to shatter. There was no way he could be dreaming, for that thought did pop into his head. He couldn't be though. He wasn't creative enough to ever create a dream with this elaborate of a setting. Xavier stepped out of the cage, and took another look around. There was a piece of strange, rectangular furniture almost directly in front of him, covered in what he could recognize as paper. And a strange mug too, with lettering, though he couldn't read it of course. And propped up against it... was his bow. Sighing in what was almost relief, he picked it up and turned it over in his hands, assessing for damage. It was exactly as it was the day before though, and his quiver nearby. He took a moment to shrug it over his shoulder, then turned to face the door. There was no way he was going to stay in this strange place. No, he'd find the forest, and use it to figure out where he was. He knew the forests of his land like the back of his hand. But the only problem was whether he was still on the same lands before.