Narrative/Video

[higitus_figitus]

It had been far too long now. Over five days since he had last heard anything from The Dreamfinder. His own magics had shown that the man was not even in Main Street! An enormous danger to all of them but more so to Blair himself. As it was, even the Mirror Portal had begun to malfunction without it's builder to maintain it.

A quiet inquiry had been sent out through the Land, to be on the look out for The Dreamfinder. Any news was to be sent straight to Merlin or Hades...none had come. Which was why he now sat at his table, staring at his own small communication mirror.

There was evidence of the old walkway to Tiki Oasis having been used. No one had used it since the Oasis had become the Dark Jungles. Whatever survivors having been the last ones through ages ago. It was a rather long shot but, Merlin had nothing else to go on.

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[The video turns on to show a very grumpy looking Merlin.]

I am calling all Sorcerer's Apprentices that are currently with in the Magic Kingdoms. I am afraid I have rather worrisome news.

[He rubs the bridge of his nose.]

It seems that The Dreamfinder, has gone missing. I am assuming it has been of his own power but, as he is still a new Kingdom Spirit, and the last Kingdom Spirit, I am afraid he will find himself in great danger.

So I am asking for volunteers. I need to send you out into the Dark Jungles to find the Dreamfinder or else the last beat of imagination this place has will be snuffed out and everything we have been working towards will be destroyed.

[His voice grew far more grim.]

That includes your own worlds. If The Corrosion destroys Main Street, then there is nothing left between it and your worlds. And...once it leaves the Kingdoms- it can not be stopped. If you wish to volunteer please, let me know.

The fate of Imagination is in your hands, Apprentices. Do with that, what you will.

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Comments

[bigbadrose]

Did you really? [Griiiiiiiiiins.]

[She hasn't been this tickled since Derek's windchime dick.]

[Giggles and shakes her head.] Ah, I couldn't keep up with American pop much at all. It was 2005 when I met the Doctor and my personal timeline got a bit mad from there. My best friend Jack though, you'd love him, he would always get so excited about bands no one had ever heard of, and he was like "But they're from your time!!" He's from the 51st century, but his pop culture knowledge is really spotty. Hilarious though. But he's a big Beyonce fan. And that's the only one he liked I'd ever heard of.

[az_shrimp_horny]

Oh I so did. It's a good thing he was a good lay because I was so not letting him take me out for dinner.

[Trash bag. Right here.]

2005? Geez I don't think I really even remember that year. I was probably wasted beyond belief most of the time.

Beyonce is pretty cool, but she's too classy for me.

[bigbadrose]

I'll bet! [Giggles!] And here I thought the Doctor was cheap for never carrying money.

Although, we have gone junkyard diving for parts... you know what? Forget I said anything!

Okay, you have to be the first person I have ever heard say that about Beyonce. Not disagreeing with you, just a little surprised.

[az_shrimp_horny]

The Doctor? You mean that weird old guy that talks to horses?

[She shrugs.]

What can I say? I'm an Arizona trash bag.

[bigbadrose]

That's one of him. There's another one who plays the recorder and is a fairy of chaos. It's less gay than it sounds, but not by a lot.

The older one is my best friend though. He's roomies with Michael, and I pretty much always run away to him. Old habits die hard. He was a lot younger when I first met him, but not as young as the Chaos one.

[az_shrimp_horny]

...

Wait wait wait did you just say there was two of him?

[bigbadrose]

It gets weirder.

[az_shrimp_horny]

Dare I ask?

[bigbadrose]

No. It's difficult to understand even a good day, and right now it'd just convince you nothing I said was real.

Just know that the older one is my best friend, and Michael's roommate. And the younger one plays recorder.

[az_shrimp_horny]

Got it. Saving the weird shit for later.

Wait, do you mean recorder like the shit we play in elementary school?

[bigbadrose]

Yes. [Nod nod.]

He played Twinkle Twinkle Little Star like 27 times at the first party we all had, and that was how I knew he couldn't be anyone else.

So you can see why I don't find Michael weird. My perspective has forever been trashed by the Doctor.

[az_shrimp_horny]

See... If I was here I'd have taken that thing and hidden it on him. No one should have to deal with that. That's almost worse than jazz.

And yeah I get what you mean.

[bigbadrose]

Aw, don't do that, he's sweet! Although I like jazz, so... [Shrug!]

[az_shrimp_horny]

Ah, well, we were bound to find something to disagree on eventually.

[bigbadrose]

Yeah. [Laughs.] At least it's just jazz and not something serious. Like fishnet stockings. Then we couldn't be friends. [This is a joke, Rose has no feelings on them one way or another of course.]

[az_shrimp_horny]

Wait wait wait. I've got one: margaritas, yes or no?

[bigbadrose]

Obviously yes. Though I'll usually go for whiskey sours, because I mean London... you're not gonna get good cheap tequila. But oh man, when I worked in New Vegas? Their full moons were to die for.

And Jack and I would just do vodka most of the time, but he never let me try hypervodka. Probably for the best.