Beacon Hills Panfandom RP

Okay, seriously, what the fuck?

I mean, yeah, sure, it's better than home, but that doesn't mean I want to be fucking trapped here.

The smells of all these new people are giving me a headache.

How many of you are supernatural?

WHO: Elena Michaels, Clay Danvers, & Nick Sorrentino
WHERE: their apartment
WHEN: before Kate's arrival
WHAT: talking about their circumstances
WARNINGS: unlikely
STATUS: closed/ongoing

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This place reeks of mutts

Giant magical tree stump. Sure, because why the hell not?

Mom? Dad? Uncle Nick?

Who: Allison Argent and Karrin Murphy
What: Getting on the same page about recent events.
Where: Diner near the Sheriff station
When: Right after This
Warnings/Ratings: TBD
Status: Ongoing and closed.

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i can't sleep thought i'd try to figure this out

but found i cant read either

something's wrong

voiceposting sorry forerrors

I should put this out there right now.

If you meet me, for the love of sanity, do not try to shake my hand. Or hug me.

Friendly people are great and all but I really do not need the migraine.

Who: Daisy Johnson and Natasha Romanoff
What: Getting on the same page about recent events.
Where: A coffee shop around town.
When: Sometime after this exchange.
Warnings/Ratings: Shouldn't be too bad.
Status: Ongoing and closed.

( She just had to go over the past couple of years to one of SHIELD's top former agents. No pressure or anything. )

I have had some pretty weird things happen to me, but this is probably by far one of the weirdest so far.

Anyway, hi, everyone. I'm Kara Danvers.

Okay. I've got a serious question here. So, I have these two friends from home who are both here with me. Back home, they're both married with a kid. I get here, and they've got no idea what the hell I'm talking about, and I look like a crazy person.

Is this normal for around here?

Guess I'm really not the new one around here anymore, huh?

Are you kidding me? I so don't have time for this. I have someone I need to get back to.

Well, this isn't what I had in mind to do today. At all.

Seriously? Freaking seriously? I don't have time for this shit. Yay, magical portals, really nice town you got here, now send me back home. I have someone I have to get back to, and things that are much more important than this crap.

I know that going to other places does exist...but this isn't what I pictured when I thought of another dimension. Or actually traveling to one myself, come to think of it.

Guess I should introduce myself. I'm Daisy Johnson.

I've been aware of the existence of other dimensions, but I never thought I'd travel to one through a magical tree stump.

Is it really October 2011 here?

I'm trying to decide if this even manages to rank on my weird scale. Probably not, though, I've been to some pretty weird places, by pretty weird methods of travel. I think this might actually rank at the bottom of the list.

Sorta anyways. Usually I can get home from wherever.

I suppose I should have manners - I'm Rogue

I did want to get as far away as possible.

So this whole losers from a hundred dimsions thing just keeps getting better. Deadly diseases. I plan to stay in and maybe catch up on my Netflix queue. Have fun and try to keep the body count down, hmm?

Right. My Weird Shit O Meter just ratcheted up past 11, and coming from me that's saying a lot. Name's Murphy. I got my phone. My apartment and the free grand. What I need most is intel, and yeah. I read the teen angst post.

Look, whatever's going on...

Bloody hell, what year is this?

Uh, right. So hey, people from other places...worlds...dimensions...whatever.

Apparently this has been going on a few days now, and I'm not exactly sure why, but this is Beacon Hills and weird is normal - or something.

Anyway, I'm Stiles. My dad's the sheriff here in town. I'm working on figuring out what brought you here so that I can figure out a way to get everyone back where they belong, so just hang on, okay?