( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

*sounds of someone walking and signing* Baby, baby, baby oooh...Oh!

That...wasn't the portal home. Ooo, wow, look at all the books. Maybe I'm in the Boston Library...Pretty covers.

Ack! Legothepigtail! Owe! No need to be rough, ya could just ask me to move along, sheesh. Whoa, putmedownputmedownputmedown!

Owie! I didn't mean throw me! Creepy little statues....I think I bruised my hip...

Huh, wonder whose PDA this is...oops, got turned on, hope no one heard that.

So many people have been removed from the city recently. I can't help but wonder why. To keep my mind off of things like that, I filled out the questionnaire.

( My answers. )

( Filtered to John Winchester )

Mary Margaret's gone.

I guess I should be used to it by now. It seems like we're always looking for each other. But it doesn't make it any easier.

So, I'm pretty sure I'm planning a wedding. I mean, there are bride magazines on the kitchen table and I have a gorgeous ring. I only wish I knew who I was marrying. I'm fairly certain we live together, because there are men's clothes here too, but no one else has come home. I'm getting worried and I don't even know if I should be.

I'm trapped. In a box. That's not a box.

I'm really quite confused.

And I'm fairly certain aliens did this.

Help?

I forgot how weird these "updates from home" can be. Good news, Mary Margaret and I got back to Storybrooke. Bad news, Regina's batshit crazy evil mother Cora and Captain Hook followed us. And are now trying to take over and kill us all. Wonderful.

[Fail!Filter to Nathan Wuornos]

You remember how I told you about Neal, Henry's father, right? Apparently, back home, I found him again. He's Gold's son, Nate. Gold called in the favor I owed him back home, and hired me to track down his long-lost son for him. I found him in New York City.

I never thought I'd see him again. I never wanted to see him again. Not after what he did to me. Which, he apparently did because August (Pinocchio, who was supposed to be my "guardian" and help set me on the right path to break the curse, remember?) told him I needed to find my own path and he was only holding me back or something along those lines. So really, Neal leaving and me getting arrested was a good thing, since I did break the curse, right? It doesn't feel that way. I still felt betrayed and lied to. I still felt like he didn't loved me, that he just used me. I still have problems trusting people. Even though I've learned to trust people since I came to Storybrooke, and during my time here.

And the worst part? Henry now thinks I'm just as bad as Regina, because I lied to him about who his father was. I was just trying to protect him. I didn't think I'd ever see Neal again. I thought that was a part of my life I had left behind for good. I worked so hard to be a good mother to Henry, and just like that he thinks I'm just as bad as Regina. I wanted Henry to trust me, and now I'm not sure if I can never have that back again.

While I could have certainly been paired with someone much worse, I'm definitely glad that's over. There's something unsettling about being unable to move about freely and trying to combine my dining preferences with Roy's wasn't exactly easy.

( Private to Elijah )

I've managed to construct a list detailing which individuals are "married" to which, as well as which ones now have children staying with them that aren't theirs. Is there anyone still trying to find someone else? Why they wouldn't have responded to you personally by now, I'm not sure, but in case I overlooked someone in trouble, I'll

If so, let me know.

Who the hell has my daughter?!

Hilarious. I'm sure you're having a lot of laughs over this.

Now, switch me back to my correct gender.

I think I have done my good deed for the day. And made one kid pretty happy. Someone went and stole his lollipop and the little kid started to cry. I simply went over to the kid and said that it wasn't very nice to steal candy from a little kid. This bully started to laugh and started to lick the lollipop. I simply froze him before he could take a lick and grabbed the lollipop and unfroze him and handed the lollipop back to the little kid. The kid simply smiled, thanked me and went off licking his sweet treat.

I feel like a hero....well, almost.

I had intended on waiting a day or two before filling this out, but the thing refused to go away until I took care of it.

( So, here we are then. )

I find these to be somewhat amusing, if nothing else.

( Elijah's answers )

( Filtered to Damon )

And that, as they say, is that. I do believe that was the last of them. The streets should be safe now, for those of you who have been barricading themselves inside. If anyone still has any injuries which need attention, I shall turn my efforts towards clearing out and cleaning up whatever damage was done to the clinic.

If anyone would care to assist.

[The sound of Ruby running can be heard as the PDA activates.]

Hey! You! Robot men! Leave those little kids alone!

[Ruby runs towards the Cybermen, and there's the sounds of a brief scuffle, as Ruby tries to free some small children that the Cybermen had been taking to convert.]

Run! Don't look at me, run away from here as fast as you can right now! I'll be right behind you!

[Ruby goes to run, but is grabbed by the Cybermen, and the sounds of her struggling can be heard.]

Hey...Let go of me!

[More struggling]

Let me go!

[Ruby continues to struggle, and there's an edge of fear in her voice.]

Help me! Someone please help me!

[The PDA falls out of Ruby's pocket and crashes to the ground, as the Cybermen manage to overpower her and drag her away.]

It seems that the Weeping Angels have taken to overrunning the park. I'm guessing that's what they're considering their base of operations, of sorts, considering how many are gathered there. The Daleks and Cybermen, on the other hand, are pretty much everywhere. I'm sure there's probably some method to what they're doing but I haven't been able to figure it out yet. I'll keep everyone updated accordingly.

Also, if anyone you know is missing except Claire, because I can't seem to please let me know. I'll do my best to locate them, if possible.

Unless the Silents were involved. Don't ask me to look for them, please. I tried. At least, I think I did. I also happened to lose an hour of my life caught in a self-feeding loop of searching and forgetting I'd done so. If it weren't for Caroline calling, I might still be stuck.

If there's any other way I can help, please let me know.

Well, this is certainly an interesting turn of events. Would someone be so kind as to tell me what I'm doing here? And where exactly here is?

Well, it certainly is nice to see so many people in such good spirits. The people really are embracing the true meaning of the Christmas, if the kindness and generosity I've seen so far is anything to go by. It's wonderfully refreshing.

And it is, of course, so nice to be back here again.

I just wanted to announce that Molly and I will be opening the bookshop up this week. It's called The Bookshop, which I find rather nice and to the point.

We'll have how should I put this holiday prices in place, to help people with gift-shopping.

Hopefully you'll all stop in. I promise that it will be a very nice experience.

I may not celebrate Christmas, but I do enjoy receiving my Hindu tree every year. The decorations on it are adorable.

Oh my God, oh my God what's happened I don't even know I think I'm going to be sick I don't understand people were explaining all these things to me and I'm I can't.

I can't.

This has been just absolutely impossible all of it. I might be sick. I'm going to be sick, I think. I---I just want to go home. Is this--can anyone read this? Hello? HELLO?

Oh God, please someone -- can anyone just-just help me understand what's going on?

I was out for a walk today, and I found a lovely little bookshop. But it was closed up.

I'm not certain why. There were books inside, from what I could see, and it looked quite nice. I can't imagine why it wouldn't be open. It just seems like such a shame.

Bugger.

[Filtered to Jude, Molly, Daryl, Connor, Stiles, Parker and Abed]

Hey guys. I know I've talked to and seen some of you since this whole thing started, but I just wanted to check in and see how you guys are handling everything. Anyone need anything? No one's killed anyone, I hope. I know I'm only human right now, but I want to help if anyone needs it.

[Filtered to Elijah]
How's being human treating you?

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

I have been cooking for days. Seriously. Days. I just love the holidays, and this is Emma's first Thanksgiving, so it's kind of a big deal to me. I really do. But I definitely forgot how exhausting being a human could be. Apparently I can't run myself off my feet like I used to.

Friends and family are all welcome to stop by. I know we've had some issues lately, but the holidays are about putting that aside. That said, if anyone causes any problems, I will remember. And then, when I'm a vampire again, I will rip your heart out and set you on fire. Okay? Good.

So, dinner will be starting at four. Don't worry, that's not a set time. I know people have a lot of places to be, so swing by whenever after that time.

( Molly )
I know you're worried about being around people, but I'd love for you to stop by. I even made a little tofurkey with vegan stuffing just in case. I really want to see you.

If Stefan does stop by, I'll make sure you guys either miss each other or that he behaves. If he doesn't, he can stay out of my house. You're my best friend and that's important to me. But if you don't feel like you can handle it, or you don't want to come, I understand. And if you want me to ask Stefan to stay away, I can do that. I'm worried about you. I can't even imagine how hard this is for you. I mean...you don't even eat meat.

Well, at least I won't lose my keys.

Moll, I'm going to take a not-so-wild guess and say you've got my abilities right now?

All this talk of those who have been returned to their own realities only serves as a reminder of how long it has been since my own family was here. That is not to say that I would necessarily wish them here. I know full well that they are not the best of people, but they are my family and I do miss them.

I cannot say that I am pleased with Elena's absence, but I can only hope she will be happier at home than she was here. I know that she was not especially content here.

( Filtered to Molly )

It occurred to me today that it's been about a year since Asaph tossed me back in time and the whole us forgetting that we'd been here thing reminded me that you guys had the same thing happen to you. You guys got brought here as kids, grew up then got sent back in time. So, I got curious, what's it been like for you guys? Jesse, you're still new to reliving your past, right? Has anything been different yet? Like, I mean, there are some people here now who weren't here in my original 2012 and there are things that have happened because I'm this age and not eleven, like I should be. Jude, Molly, I know you guys have been like this longer, how's it been for you guys? I know this all probably seems really strange, but once I get something on my mind, it won't go away until I do it.

I was wondering if someone could help me. I got separated from my group and I've been wandering around, trying to find them for the last few months. Does anyone know Rick Grimes or Maggie Greene? I need to find them and make sure they're okay.

Forget Halloween parties. I just found out that on Halloween there is going to be a midnight showing of The Rocky Horror Picture Show! Stefan, we are going and I won't take no for an answer. I think the last time we went to a midnight showing was sometime in the 90s. This is long overdue.

In fact, I think everyone should come. The more the merrier after all! I know that there's zombies and werewolves and all that not so fun stuff out there, but considering the fact that we're pretty much all vampires, I think we're more or less safe in a group.

So, in case anyone isn't sure, this invite goes out to Stefan, Elena, Caroline & Damon (if you guys can get a sitter), Connor, Jude, Ric, Jenna, Elijah and Abby and anyone else who wants to go. So, who's in?

This is- What is this? [ pause ] Hello? Is anyone there?

[ distinct sound of metal clanging ] My God.

Are you- Is there someone in there? Can you speak? Can you tell me where I am, or how I got here? Something. Anything. No, I- I suppose not. [ hesitant and confused ] If you get much closer, there will be no space between myself and-

[ sound of the door opening ] Oh. Oh, yes, I see. I suppose outside is as good a place as any to go, if you cannot give me answers. [ pause ] Even if you can apparently give me a phone.

[ sound of door closing ] Which would be helpful if I knew who to call.

Well, that was quite the interesting experience, but I'm quite glad that it is over.

( Abigail )

( Molly )

So, question time.

1) Did anyone else lose limbs in this fun little experiment? Just wondering. Really not sure if this is whoever got us all here, or Stark got a little science happy.

2) What the actual fuck? Maybe that should have come first, but I'm kind of stuck on the I HAVE A FUCKING ROBOT HAND thing.

3) If you see that guy that looks like Snape with a leather fetish, keep away from him. He's crazy and evil and not good.

4) Who else is in the vents? I keep hearing beeping.

5) At least I have my arrows.

That's all.

I'm not sure how many science-minded folks can see this since I know Kitty, Mr. Stark, and Dr. Banner can't. But I thought I'd offer this for thought. Maybe it'll help with figuring out how these alternate reality things work.

Before we couldn't see anyone we're close to, people were talking about not seeing people from their own realities. They said we couldn't see anyone from the same reality as ourselves. The thing is, nobody is from "my" reality, but I still couldn't see any other mutants or the Avengers. I do know for sure that we're from different realities. The only reality I know any kind of name for is Kitty's home: Earth-616.

( tl;dr? )

So to summarize, these realities aren't the same realities, but still were separated:

Earth-mine: Just me
Earth-616: Kitty, Molly and Old Lace, maybe Logan
Earth-something: Mr. and Mrs. Stark, Ms. Carter, Mr. Barnes, Steve Rogers; Charles, Erik, Raven, Hank; Tony Stark, Ms. Potts, Mr. Barton, Ms. Romanoff, Mr. Coulson, Ms. Lewis, Dr. Banner, later on Steve Rogers; Sif, Thor, and Loki; sometimes Rogue and other Logan and Kitty
Earth-something-else: Peter Parker

And for the record, trying to find anyone from those realities and anyone I'm close to isn't working even with my level of telepathy, even when I try searching the astral plane, and even when I tried skimming across side realities which I really don't like doing.

The hell is wrong with you people, lettin' yourself get pushed around? You've got people here, lookin' at you like playthings, jerkin' you around however they see fit, and you're just gonna sit back and take? Well, I ain't, so I'm gonna say this one, more, time.


I ain't lookin' to drag any of you into anything, but, the way I see it, we're all stuck. Ain't nobody leavin' unless the big man upstairs says so. Fine. Those are the rules that ain't gonna get broken. That don't mean you all gotta just sit back and play nice, sufferin' through whatever game he decides he wants to play and just hope it all gets better. That ain't the way it ought to be for anyone, an it's probably half the reason he does it as often as he does. Nobody say's nuthin'. Nobody does nothin'. Well, I ain't a man who's happy just sittin' around, twiddlin' his thumbs, waitin' for somethin' to happen.

I ain't askin', or lookin' for no help from nobody. I ain't tryin' to convince you I'm right. I ain't even gonna try and tell you to do anything but what you've been doin'. What I'm saying is this..I'm not gonna take this layin' down.

I ain't gonna sit here and see people hurtin', losin' their friends, losin' their whole lives. I'm not gonna sit back and just let him tie me to a string and jerk me around. He wants me to do somethin', well, I ain't exactly gonna make it easy for him, and if you all wanna sit back an avoid me, and the issue? Fine. I ain't fixin' to drag you into a place you don't wanna be. That ain't my intent.

You sick and tired of it though and you want a chance to say so? You show up, and we'll get it done.

Downtown. Tomorrow. This is me, callin' both of you out. You wanna sit up on high and play games? Well, maybe you should take a good, hard, look at jus' what it is you're doin' to people and, if you don't show? Well, everybody's gonna see jus' what kinda Gods you really are.

Right. Yes. Hello again. The Doctor here -- remember me? Bit of a mad man, did a whole lot of shouting when I first got here -- sorry about that -- been pretty quiet since then? Yes? No? I'll assume you do -- and if not, no problem, lots of people don't know who I am, nice surprise when that happens really -- and we'll work from there.

I see a lot of you posting things about missing people? Strange place, funny gods -- who kidnaps a Time Lord, really? -- it seems normal to me that people go missing from here all the time. One day, you wake up and they're gone. Still, seems to me, with an awful lot of people putting an awful lot of complaints out there, that maybe, just maybe, this is another of those strange things that happens here.

I've taken a look over the network and created a scanning algorithm that contained a search parameter for the postings, and it came back with the theory that everyone seems to be missing someone they already knew, someone connected to them from where they're from -- again, really, doesn't seem all that out of the ordinary for this place so far -- and take it from me, I know a thing or two about taking things out of the ordinary.

RIGHT! That being said, important questions are to follow, very important, well, maybe not that important -- maybe not questions at all -- more like question -- yes. Single. One question -- Une question, as it were...


Who can see this?

Ugh. This is so stupid. Seriously Uncle Asaph? Fucking seriously?

I just got here and you have to make it so I can't see ninety percent of the people I can actually tolerate. The other ten percent are Claire, Steph and Raven, just in case anyone was going to get their hopes up.

And to top it all off, we've got a metric fuckton of Norse gods since I was here last time.

Had to be the fucking Norse. And one of them has my name. Actually two of them. Two.

At least it's not Baldr. Fucking Baldr. Fuck that guy. Seriously. Fuck him. He's like the goddamn Ant-Man of the Norse gods.

I had been hoping to have a little more time to process what that little girl told me, but apparently that was too much to ask. So, Amy, The Doctor and River are technically still here, but I just can't see them? Is that how this works? Have I ever mentioned that the TARDIS is really bloody creepy when you're alone?

I really hope it's just me, and that this place didn't get suddenly very quiet. Steph, Raven, have you seen Charles? I can't find him anywhere. And I can't feel

[ ooc: have your first post of the new plot ]

I don't even know what to say. That was too horrible for words something I never want to experience again.

( Filtered to Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock Holmes, and Pepper Potts. )

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]

This is prank is absolutely deplorable. Then again, I imagine those in the Narrows don't have the braincells to rub together for something so intricate, and the rest of Gotham is altogether uninspired for anything beyond normal thuggery. So what is this then, one of those...flash mobs... that they like to run in other urban areas?

I demand to return to the asylum. I have patients to see to and little time to waste on these shenanigans.

This is just getting ridiculous. You know what, don't bother bringing my brother back if you are just going to take him away from me yet AGAIN! I'm so sick and tired of getting hurt time and time again. We were just getting close again and BAM he gets taken away. His stuff is gone from his room. I'm not even going to get my hopes up anymore, I'm done.

But I am glad that Jonathan Crane is officially gone, he was just really creepy and even though it would have been interesting to interview him, get in his mind so to speak for a future psychology paper, I know now that he can't hurt anyone anymore.

I'm beginning to wonder if he's the one who sent the invitations, if it was, I don't have to wonder what type of thing he had planned.

To Whomever Sent Me the Invitation,

Thank you for the invite to whatever it is that you're planning. However, as I am not in the habit of simply attending events with no clear idea what to expect, do possess what I'd like to consider a fair bit of common sense, and am fairly certain that doing so would likely earn me at least a lecture, if not far more, from others that I know and trust explicitly, I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline.

Should you feel that my attendence is necessary for this event, do feel free to elaborate on what it is that will be taking place. Otherwise, good luck and I'll thank you in advance to not contact me again in such a deliberately vague, and purposefully anonymous, fashion.

Sincerely,

Molly Suresh

P.S. The next time you want someone to attend some sort of function that is suspiciously nondescript, you might try waiting until a decent enough time has passed since the city, and its inhabitants, were all but decimated by a vicious, cruel, immoral attack by someone who isn't worth the time it's taken me to write you this note. Just an idea.

[There's the tell-tale sounds of a TARDIS in the background, faint but certainly noticeable if anyone is either accustomed to hearing it/might recognize it easily, followed by a sharp intake of breath. The sounds begin to take on a slightly different pitch, before Molly's voice - slightly confused but still relaxed - comes over the line.]

Well. This is [a pause] different. Hello, Lo. I have to admit, this is probably the last place I expected to find myself.

[Footsteps can be heard, slightly muffled as though the PDA is brushing up against fabric of some sort. There's the whoosh of a door sliding opened and Molly's smile is all but audible as she speaks again.]

Thank you. Now, if you don't mind, would you please point me in the direction of the Master? Something tells me that he wouldn't appreciate my snooping around without at least letting him know that I'm back, first.

[There are some more sounds and, in the distance, another door sliding opened. Footsteps follow. Molly's voice drops a little, as though she's speaking more to herself than to the TARDIS now. Not that it matters because, hello, TARDIS, but yes.]

So, let's see. Based on how fast my reaction took place from the time I removed my mask until the time I collapsed, I'm guessing [another pause] dopamine. The toxin must have contained dopamine. Along with some sort of amphetamine, too, most likely. [Her voice raises slightly again - clearly, she's once more speaking to the TARDIS.]

I'm right, aren't I? [A few more sounds, in varying pitches.] I thought so. Thank you again, Lo. Now. Left or right?

So I realized, after seeing various people from various realities comment on it, that the 2012 Olympics that are playing right now could be from any reality where they exist at all. Then I realized that there is one reality that does have the games that this particular version of them could not be airing from. Namely, the reality where the Doctor(s) come from.

And this is why.

That's all. Really. I just had to share. Enjoy the games, everyone!

Does anyone know anything about Claire Winchester and her blood?

Has anyone seen papa here? We were heading for Georgia to a funeral and now I'm alone and teddy's not even here and I miss papa.

He's tall, has brown hair, wears glasses and ugly suits. Oh, and his name is Jonathan!

I might as well.

( My answers. )

I got laid, twice.

I fucking LOVE this honestly thing!