Beacon Hills Panfandom RP

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?

Look, whatever's going on...

Bloody hell, what year is this?

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.

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?