Network comm for The Land of Make Believe

I find myself curious as to how we all arrived her, if there is some sort of similarity between what we were doing, where we were etc. I know it seems that there is no way home but I have heard of people returning so perhaps if we can figure this out then we might become a step closer to solving the mysteries of this place.

Also, as I find myself running low on the money we were provided with when we arrived, how would one go about acquiring a job here?

Captain's Log. Stardate Unknown.

I find myself among belongings that are not mine. This is not my bed. These are not my pajamas. And this is not my room. I have no idea where I am, nor whether I am still on the planet Earth. The air seems breathable; I have not suffocated yet. There is nothing in the room to indicate that I have been kidnapped. I am not restrained to the bed and have free roam over the room. The door is even unlocked. I shall explore some more.

I want my memaw. Someone sing soft kitty to me?

Oi! Listen up people - especially the sprogs and the Sprog Guardians.

The north east corner of the Dining Hall now belongs to the Sproglets. We've acquisitioned that portion of the large room, so don't get your shorts bunched, for Cushion and Blanket Fort-Town (Name is subject to change). All Sprogs are welcome (Teddy-venti, I trust you will help me with order and maintenance).

Everyone else must supplicate to the Sprogs for entrance.

Sprogs - I need volunteers to make this happen. Tell me what you're good at.

I'm so glad that there is coffee here. It at least makes this place bearable.

I won't even go into how many treaties this violates I've read the letter and I've read some of the entries on this device, but this still isn't making sense. Can someone please explain why I went from standing on the bridge of a ship to here? I need to speak with whoever is in charge.

Why hello there, this is a most interesting place is it not?