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Whatever this is I didn't do it. It's important that we relay that information back to Cassandra. This isn't the Fade so it can't be my fault.

Has anyone seen Anders? He didn't come home the other evening, and I didn't think too much of it until but I thought he would make it back some time today, but it's well after midnight, and I still haven't heard anything. Someone please tell me they've heard something. Please. I'd appreciate any information anyone has.

I'm not sure how to feel about this place. A year ago, I would have loved it, a bit of adventure somewhere entirely different than what I was used to, but right now, I think I'm adventured out. Someone want to point me to a nice place I can relax until I get to go home to what little I have left?

Well now, if that ain't a sight I never quite expected again, I don't rightly think I'd know what was. Whatever's been in my food lately, I'll take it for dreams of places this nice.

This is wrong. It isn't right. None of it is right.

Quiet. It's too quiet. So quiet it's louder than anything. That's a paradox. Quiet can't be loud except when it is. I don't like it here. I miss the sky. There's too much sound and the air tastes funny and it's all wrong. The ground feels wrong. It's too steady but everything's shifting. It makes my head hurt. I need to be in the black. It's too solid here. Loud where it should be quiet and quiet where it should be loud. This is why you aren't supposed to meddle with things.

It's all muddled. They meddled. There's always meddling. Shouldn't meddle, but they do. Can't leave well enough and it all turns to dust and ash. They can't know. Picking and pecking. Tearing at the threads until it all comes apart. Just apple bits left. You aren't supposed to play with things like this. Threads are invisible, but they're stronger than steel and they'll choke you if you aren't careful. We're stuck. Tethered. A different center of gravity. It picks and pecks. Clawing in my brain like tiny pinching fingers. Digging in and stabbing with little knives. All of it's wrong. I'm trying to work it out, but the equation doesn't work. Too many variables. It hurts my head to think about it.

Not safe. It's not safe to wander off alone, he says. But how can you wander when there's no one to wander from? Logical fallacies and paradoxes. Simple Simon. Wandered because he isn't here, but can't wander because there isn't anyone to wander from. I'd follow the breadcrumbs back but there aren't any. The birds ate them all. They'll get stomachaches.

How uneasy I feel.

Woken from the dream, set adrift without a crew.

Maybe I'm next. Can't fly without love.

Well talking to Blue didn't seem to do me much good. She said that I don't believe in myself and thus no one else believes me in me either.

Lovely. How do you believe in yourself? This is ridiculous.

Simon's going to be so jealous when he finds out I don't have to go to school and I got a dedicated source box before he did!

This is the best vacation ever!

They're gone. Were. Will be.

I miss the dinosaurs. Floating dead in space does nobody good.

She needs a reason.

So, wow. I missed my birthday. Time sort of just slips away from you here, I guess.

Might just be the cold, but I'm finding it a mite hard to be thankful and jolly about now. Spirit of the season don't seem to apply to me, I suppose.

A ball. Small talk and snacks and self-important stuffiness.

And dancing.

Do I have to wear something fancy?

I was thinking of finding a space to teach some dance classes. Before I do, is there even an interest in that sort of thing? Dance and possibly self defense.

There seems to be a celebration of sorts comin' up around here. Don't suppose those what's left of us would be keen on sittin' down to partake, even if the only part we get up to is the part where we have burnin' drinks from fancy glasses?

The future is quite remarkable. I always get a tingling sensation when I'm here. Have been here. Will be here.

A pity our lab didn't come with us, though we have been without it for some time. Perhaps we can find a new place to put one. What do you say, sister of mine?

I promise it's not my fault.

Serenity's fine.

Theoretically.

Hello?

I'm River. The people told me that there were others here from home. Simon. They said Simon was here. Is that true?

So, uh. If a Firefly class spaceship happened to have crash landed 'round these parts.

I am not at fault. If you're looking for blame, I'd suggest that portal--

Well it's not there anymore, but I'm blaming it.

I have successfully managed to secure a job at the hospital in the ER which is good, much like what I did at home I suppose.

River

How are you settling in, Mei Mei?

Put on something that don't make us stick

We're goin' out for a drink. Everybody meet at the bar. We're all neighborly, so that shouldn't be hard to work out, but don't make me come pound on your door. I promise, it's not going to be any kind of unpleasant.

Hello,

My name is Simon Tam and I'm a new arrival here. From what I have gathered the Alliance isn't a presence here? That would be a good thing though I find myself having to admit it is odd to be on Earth.

Simon.

How W'rin Bu Lai, Whai W'rin Bu Jwo...Never. Not even once. I swear to all things sweet, savory, and sinful that if this is a bad dream I'd like to just go ahead and wake up now, back on my ship, where everythin's turnin' just as it outta be.

But, and this be a might big but, if what they're tellin' me is true, and what they're tellin' me I can talk to people on this thing..can't hurt.

Any of you kind and fuzzy strangers mind pipin' up on a matter? I'm lookin' for a whole mess of miscreants, flew on a ship named Serenity. Anybody got an ear out there that's heard a buzz to match, because, boy, it sure would go makin' my day.

Ai ya! Tian fan di fu—

Never lived in a house before.  Don't much see the point of it.

Right then.

My name is Emma Swan, and I'm the Sheriff here in Storybrooke. You've all met the Mayor, and been given your welcome kits, but if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me, or my deputy, David Nolan.

And if you could all fill this out for me, so I get a feel of who's who, that would be great.

<b>NAME:</b> <b>AGE/DOB:</b> <b>PREVIOUS RESIDENCE:</b> <b>PAST OCCUPATION:</b> <b>ANY SPECIAL SKILLS/ABILITIES:</b> <b>ANY SPECIAL NEEDS:</b> <b>ANYTHING ELSE:</b>


[OOC: Characters, can try to lie, but Emma has had the Blue Fairy charm the form with a spell that prevents people from doing so!]