( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Nikola! Hey! Psst. NIKOLA TESLA! I'm talking to you. (And anyone else who wants to read this too, but mostly you.)

They're building a museum for you! Seriously! In whatever reality-on-Earth that we can access over the PDAs, look at what I found!

BUT WAIT. THERE'S MORE!

If you go here, you can see the progress. We can't donate, I already checked (BOO, MORGAN FREEMAN, BOO I SAY!) but still! Look! Look now!

Isn't it awesome?! :)

P.S. And for the record, the guy who owns Tesla Motors stepped up as an official sponsor too. Yay Team Tesla!!!!

Okay. Now I'm done. For now.

Hello?

Where am I? Peter? More importantly, how do I get home?

Is this Boston?

Last I remember- I was at Central Park... Is there someone special... Hiro? Are you here? This isn't very funny.

[There's the unmistakable sound of the knights beginning to move followed by the clearing of a throat before a little girl speaks up. Although soft-spoken, she doesn't sound afraid but rather polite, with an unspoken, understated sense of her simply knowing what to do.]

'scuse me, but can you just give me my thing so I can get somebody to come pick me up? I'm not really s'posed to be out by myself.

[The metallic clanging stops then the little girl's voice is much closer to the PDA now. She's smiling.]

Thank you. You go ahead and rest. I can walk to the door. It's okay. Bye!

[Small footsteps can be heard, with the loud groaning of the library doors as they open. Finally, as traffic fills the background, the little girl sighs softly and starts muttering to herself.]

Now I just gotta 'member how to use this thing... oh. It's already on. Huh. [a brief pause]

Hello? I'm Bo. Bo Hess. This is Colla [a pause, as she realizes she isn't saying the word right; she tries again] Colligo, right? [another pause]

Is somebody still here that knows me?

Helena's getting really fussy. I think she misses being around the usual people, but since none of them are here-- except sort of Damian-- I guess I should let her meet some new people. Or... kids or something. Do people usually bother with infant introductions? They definitely recognize familiar faces, but it's not like any other babies she meets now will be friends she remembers ten years later. Does anyone else even have a kid under 2?


[OOC: And in crazy timing, Tweak says, "Meow meow meow meow meow!"]

( Charlotte sounds perturbed )

Oh dear...this again.

( a pause )

Raven? Darling? I need to borrow some clothes.

( another pause )

And why on earth was I in bed with Erik?

( another pause and a startled laugh )

Oh...never mind then. Yes...that would explain it.

( ooc: meet Charlotte Xavier, a distaff counterpart of Charles )

[There's a beep, as the PDA turns on. Lydia's voice is a little faint at first. In her tone, it's obvious that she's confused.]

What the hell is this?

[She breathes a sigh as the guards walk towards her.]

Oh, good. Excuse me...could you tell me what the hell is going on? Also, if this another weird werewolf thing or whatever, it's really not funny. I've had enough of weird things happening to me for one night, thank you very much.

[The PDA is handed to her, and the irritation in her voice becomes clear.]

...A phone? You're not going to tell me anything, just give me a phone? And I'm supposed to be...okay with this?

[The guards grab Lydia, and she lets out a small scream.]

Hey! Put me down! Right now! I want to know what the hell is going on here!

[Lydia's tossed outside, and she lets an 'oof!" as she lands flat on her ass.]

Well...that was really rude. And really gave me nothing as to where the hell am I.

Though it's safe to say, I'm not in Beacon Hills anymore.

I've had to install a lock on my bedroom door, the same kind on my lab, because someone's dinosaur got into my room and ate a few pairs of my shoes as well made a mess out of some of my clothes. This means I'm going to need to go shopping, which I don't exactly enjoy doing, but it's either that or wear the same five shirts all the time.

Raven, would you want to join me? Make this a little less boring.

[As the PDA comes on there's the sound of a light being switched on and a gasp. It is slightly muffled from being in Martha's pocket.]

What is going on? This is certainly not Royal Hope.

[There's the sound of shuffling papers before a chair being pushed back] This isn't right. These are all in my handwriting, but I never wrote these.

[Pause then another gasp]

Dr. Smith-Jones? What the bloody...that's definitely not right.


[Martha has fallen asleep in her office and has awoken as AU!Martha aka Never met The Doctor!Martha]

Right. Apparently, I've somehow replaced another version of myself in this particular version of the city that everyone loves to hate. Good to know.

Anyone who is friends with "this" Colligo's Molly, she's not in right now. So sorry to disappoint. Better luck next time.

[Koschei]
So. Lucifer is apparently dead, as is Meg, and I don't even want to think about what in the hell is wrong with Loki right now. At this point? You better still be here. And you better still be you. That's all I have to say on this subject, until I receive an answer.

[ooc: meet an au!molly walker (not suresh, as she was never adopted by mohinder). she's a villain. a very sneaky, very dangerous, villain. be afraid. be very afraid. :P]