Network comm for The Land of Make Believe

I have to say, I think this is a mild rip-off. No falling anvils or Bugs Bunny/Daffy Duck showdowns. No Disney princesses running around singing. Buzzed Cosmic bowling while a cartoon, though? Awesome.

[ooc: yes, Claudia is mildly-moderately buzzed in comments inside entry.]

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Has anyone seen Gretel? Tall, dark hair, scowls a lot, bit of an attitude. Anyone? Anywhere?

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Please tell me she's just hanging out with you, right?

Okay, so, anyone out there up for a sparring match? If I don't do something soon I'm gonna start slacking off.

And don't worry, Ukitake. It won't be in spirit form unless these guys can see me...even then I'd be careful.

Damn, is it a beautiful day or what? I don't know about anybody else but I am having a fantastic morning.

WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FU So I get this is happening to a lot of people, the "waking up with a new face" thing. Kind of not helping with the minor meltdown over here, because I'm a teenage girl. I feel like a dirty old man just existing in this body, damn it! Has anyone seen where my body went? Tall, devilishly handsome, brown hair and five o'clock shadow, you can't miss it.

Cosima, best and cleverest roommate in the world... I'm gonna need some serious help over here.

Guess who's joined the ranks of the employed?

That would be me! So, Nate my dearest roomie, I think this calls for a party!

Well Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore... but it looks like someone got me a ticket to Disneyworld! I see a castle, anyway! Which way to the teacups? I guess I'll ask my BRAND NEW SMARTPHONE! And I even have money and a bus pass! This is like Christmas. I'm in Heavennnnnn! (Who do I have to screw to repay for this? Hopefully a hot babe!)

Is this some new experiment?
Will this even work?
Sarah? Alison? Someone?

The Land of Make Believe? This was not on my agenda of things to do today...or...tonight? I'm not baked this time so I'm not on a trip. What is going on?

With the amount of female skin I've seen walking around this behemoth of a city, my attire should not be such an apparent distraction, nor is it an invitation. It's a bodice, not the Holy Fucking Grail.