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FILTERED AWAY FROM STORYBROOKE NATIVES
Right, so I'm not claiming to be an expert on this whole thing, but it looks like none of us really have a choice about staying or going and while our hosts seem friendly enough at the moment I can't be the only one who has a few concerns. It seems like they're doing their best and so far it's good, but what about the long term? Do they even have ideas in place for that, do they even have someone working on finding a way to send us all back where we're supposed to be?

What if we approached the government about appointing someone as a representative for us? Someone who could be an active member in their decision making when it came to dealing with all of us random people just showing up and working to create solutions for any concerns or issues on both sides of the fence.

Well, this isn't how I expected my day to go.

I will be needing a new assistant, qualifications are as follows:

- Must be good with technology, profanity, and able to receive dictation
- Must love alcohol.
- Must not love, or offer the services of, editors.
- Preferably not an asthmatic. You will still be welcome, but your complaints are not.
- Must have a proficiency and ability to handle stress, violence, nudity run errands in a timely manner. My words cannot wait while you delay in fetching me the proper materials I need.

Payment will be made in the form of experiences, prior to the attaining of a proper expense account.

Serious inquiries only. I've already dealt with magic portals today, and find myself in no mood to entertain the company of professional time wasters. You can find me at the bar. Just listen for the sounds of shouting, or the frantic -- and insanely novel -- sounds of a scribbling pen...

Seriously. A pen.

Place is strange.

Bored.

So damn bored, especially without DumE to boss around. I miss the little guy. I've never not had him around in 30 years.

In other news. Hey Clint. Have any more of those apology things hanging around? I have a feeling I might need one.

You know. Pre-emptively.

Just in case.

And Pepper? I didn't do it.

Finnick and I have been "nesting" or getting our place ready for when the baby comes. His new job at the community pool is helping out a lot. Or it will when we get the first check. Madge has been a blessing. She stays with me when Finnick is gone and she's been teaching me about some of the traditional District 12 meals. When I get one of them perfect I'll have to have everyone over for dinner.

Oh! The baby just kicked. I think we're going to have another swimmer.

I got a job.

Lifeguard and teaching swim lessons at the community pool.

Well now that I've been here for a month, I like to think I've settled in pretty well.

Filter: Doctor (Tenth)

Speaking settling in, I heard back from Sheriff Swan and we're going to talk Monday about giving me a job. Desk work mostly, nothing too exciting but she needs help keeping a database of everyone coming through the portals.

End Filter

It's still strange that we can't seem to leave this place. Wouldn't most products have to come from other places in the States? Or is everything solved by magic here? Like crops, foods, and clothes?

Hi. I'm Luke Skywalker.

Where is Maine exactly?

This may seem a terribly strange question though, with what I know of this place thus far, strange seems to be its very nature.

I do not suppose any of you have caught sight of a lightsaber anywhere? I have searched twice now, to no avail and I count myself fortunate that Carth is not here to pester me about it endlessly would very much like to see it returned.

I am in room number Five hundred and five, of tower number three.

Thank you.

I suppose I should not be speaking of something so terribly intimate to the network, but I am bubbling over and I hope that nobody will be offended by my words, yes?

The beds we have been given in this place are like sleeping on a fluffy cloud! How ever did they make mattresses so soft? I would happily take one of them home with me, when I go...if I do go. But I must, yes? There must be a way home? I cannot leave Marius as he is, it would be terribly cruel.

Greetings. It was advised of me to make an introduction to myself on this device and since I do not have any clue as to where I am.

Hello. I am Bastila Shan, and I do not suppose anyone has seen a utility droid about? It's a T3 series and the designation would be M4.

Showers and unlimited hot water are, perhaps, the most pleasant thing I have ever experienced in my life.

I think I need to invest in one of those white noise machine things. It's hard to sleep without the sounds of San Francisco around me.

[Max]
We're out of towels and I don't know what that bath soap you got is supposed to smell like, but it makes my nose itch. I threw it out.

There's a guy here who looks like an older model of me. But they didn't know what Manticore is. Or they said they didn't.

At least we know I stay prettier than you. Like there was any doubt.
[Max]

All right, I've got some cash and found a pool table, who wants to play? I'll even buy first round so you feel better when I win all your money.

I am in need of a number of electronic components that are not currently being used by appliances. Does anyone know where I might acquire those?

[Dr. Smith]

I've done some calculations and they show the likelihood of my survival at 48%. Do you have any further information on what you intend to do so I can get a more accurate result?

So, my credit cards don't appear to work here.

I'm going to have to work, aren't I?

Hi, I guess? I don't know what the protocol is here, or who all can see this.

They told me my brother was here. That can't be Is that true? Dean, are you here?

If anyone needs anything done art-wise - paintings, sculptures, etc - feel free to get in touch with me, Angela Montenegro. I can also do sketches based on descriptions, should you want a picture of a loved one from home.

Any other artists around? I know with this many people here, there have to be some.

[Sheriff Swan]
By the way, before I came here I worked in a medico-legal lab as a forensic reconstructionist and sometimes helped out the FBI as a sketch artist, so if you need either...let me know.

Mary becomes Queen of England.

Then Elizabeth.

Edward dies....

Whoever told me to Google my life is bordering on cruel.

As far as kidnapping's go - at least they've taken us to a place with decent architecture. You can't say that about most captors.

Well, it looks like I'm going to be here for a while, and I've decided I'm okay with that. Back home, I was dead.

So I've gotten a job: teacher's assistant and soccer coach. I'm actually really excited about it - I used to be good with kids, and I think I'll be better now that I don't have to deal with prophecies and monsters and all the other stuff that drove me literally crazy. For the first time in my life, I'm really looking forward to the school year starting.

OH. MY. GOD. Clothes!

I can wear CLOTHES. I mean new ones. Not the ones I died in.

This is AMAZING!

God, I'm going to have to get a job, aren't I?

I'm starting to bask in the irony that - waking up somewhere you shouldn't be - is now a communal experience.

A flying nun just told me I'm in a storybook.

No sector police and grass and trees everywhere. I think this town has a punchline no one's delivered yet. But smells better than the last place I was, so I'll give it that.

Right then.

My name is Emma Swan, and I'm the Sheriff here in Storybrooke. You've all met the Mayor, and been given your welcome kits, but if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me, or my deputy, David Nolan.

And if you could all fill this out for me, so I get a feel of who's who, that would be great.

<b>NAME:</b> <b>AGE/DOB:</b> <b>PREVIOUS RESIDENCE:</b> <b>PAST OCCUPATION:</b> <b>ANY SPECIAL SKILLS/ABILITIES:</b> <b>ANY SPECIAL NEEDS:</b> <b>ANYTHING ELSE:</b>


[OOC: Characters, can try to lie, but Emma has had the Blue Fairy charm the form with a spell that prevents people from doing so!]