Fit the First

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

[Walking, clearly distracted and mumbling to himself. He doesn't seem to notice much of what's around him, and what he does take in seems oddly expected.]

Doors, doors, there're too many doors in this place! First forests I didn't plant, then monkeys I never commissioned to write Hamlet -- I wanted Winter's Tale, damnit, there's that great bit about the bear -- , and then cats trying to trap me in boxes, it's all a bit much, I think. [He looks around, perhaps just realising that this wasn't where he was headed.] Now what is this place. I'm fairly sure I didn't have any of this in the TARDIS before. That's very strange. Usually the cat has answers, but it seems like the curiosity got the better of him. Or I hope so. Unpleasant thing. But there's no voice here either. No voice, no cat. Nothing to guide my way, what, where or when ever that way is. How odd. No, I'm definitely sure this isn't anywhere in my TARDIS.

[Loudly] Hello? Is anyone here? I'm mad. And I need to find a way. Doesn't particularly matter which way, just a way would be fine.

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[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

[Excited] Really! Because I could use a way! I'm not sure which way that is, but I know I'd really like one. If I keep walking I'll get somewhere, but I'm not sure if I'll like that somewhere, where ever that is.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm sure I'll do my best, as I know quite a few ways, so one of them must work for you, eventually. I'm Dorothy Gale. It's very nice to meet you! [she offers her hand to shake, smiiiiiling]

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

[Watch the sudden transition from giddy to stunned/bewildered/omgwtfru]Dorothy... Gale?

B-b-... what?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Oh, and that happy grin turns into a frooown. :\]

Why does everybody say that when they hear my name? It's really beginning to worry me, you know.

Yes, that's me: Dorothy. That's my name. What's yours?

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

B-b-but you're Dorothy Gale. As in the Dorothy Gale, the one from the Wizard of Ox? Or... no, it was Oz, wasn't it?

I don't understand. I thought I was only getting things from the Alice Compendium.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not "from" the Wizard, he was just a great big humbug. And who's Alice?

I don't think any of this is helping. Is there a somewhere you'd especially like to get? If I'm to help you, I think I ought to know which direction I should help you go in.

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

[.... completely not understanding what the hell is going on.]

No, from the book, not the person. The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum? Do you-... of course you don't know because you're a character. Characters don't know about their authors, do they?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

But I'm not a character, I'm a person. Just like you are. P'raps you're mistaken? Being mad, you've got to at least consider the option.

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes, you're right. I am mad, after all.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it's no reflection on your character. I've known an awful lot of mad people in my time, and some of them were wonderful!

[perfect-shoes.livejournal.com]

Er... thank you. I suppose.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Now, did you need my help, or not? And I don't think I caught your name.