PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

This doesn't look like Paris! I know I didn't bother to learn the alphabet thingy too much, but there are none of those scones that are all crunchy on the outside and soft and warm on the inside. And the fashion looks like it's from last century. Now I can't even get my web show YAY ME, Staring London Tipton! because theres someone blocking it with a metal head. Daddy, Why haven't you fired him yet?!

[ooc: Takes place not long after this. Right now she looks like Miley XD Telepaths, feel free to read what is in the strikes :D]

Some woman told me I was in LA. That's not possible.

One minute I was with my dad...we were getting driven home and I open the door and I'm here.

And then there was a vampire...no that's not possible. And he said he wanted to sire me and then there was this thing that fought the vampire adn then I was running and running until I found a store.

And...I'm bleeding, I don't remember getting cut. But my cheek is bleeding.

This is a nightmare. It has to be! It has to be!!

I want my dad. I want my dad. I want my dad!

I'm scared...I'm so scared!

Daddy?! Daddy where are you!?

Dudes! You wanna know something weird? I just looked for myself in the phone book and I don't even exist!

A free vacation with no idea how I got here? AWESOME!