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[oliverplus]

[stares at the sights around him, mouth wide open. for a moment, just turns in a slow circle, taking it all in]

Wow! I mean...wow! [his shock begins to shift to excitement, his features lighting up eagerly] Where is... [calls] Doctor! Doctor, I know you're out there somewhere. I don't know how you did it, but...look at this place! [waves his hands, as if somehow indicating the details of his surroundings. he does at least have the presence of mind to wave at the bar specifically] And what is that doing in space? Or wherever this is! It's space, but...[stomps on the ground a bit]...definitely not.

[frowns thoughtfully as he continues to look around] I thought... [trails off, then starts again, to himself] I mean, I saw this before, but I thought... [scratches his head] But it was the same... Was that not a dream?

[looks up again, his excitement giving way to confusion and a small note of concern] Doctor, come on. Where is this, and why are we here? What am I doing here...

[pauses, then smiles wryly] If this is some big accident, you are going to have to tell me eventually, you know!

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[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[a 16-year-old rich bastard turns up, suddenly approaching you from behind. he leans casually on your shoulder, gesturing with a free hand.] An accident, huh? What if it was?

What if it wasn't?

[oliverplus]

[jumps like a foot--WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!?]

Whoa, hey! [and he can't help but ask] Are you like, the cheshire cat of the place? Where is this?

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

Cheshire cat? What gave you that idea?

Do you really want to know? [eyes him, looking Oliver up and down. hmm.] Interesting clothes. What kind of material is this?

[oliverplus]

[do you have to ask?] You did sorta appear out of nowhere, you know.

[raises an eyebrow at him] Wouldn't you want to? [and that question totally caught him off-guard] Uh...I don't know. Synthetics, I guess.

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

Hey, so did you! Everyone does here. See? [drops from the Plane and reappears a moment later]

So what was that about synthetics? Doesn't look or feel like any kind I've ever seen.

[oliverplus]

[stares, too distracted to answer your question] What did you just do?

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[shrugs nonchalantly, keeping a very innocent smile on his face] Just went home real quick.

[oliverplus]

What do you mean, "went home"?

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

Exactly what I meant.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[addressing his teddy bear] My Lord, Aloysius, but there are quite the variety of people here, aren't they? Extraterrestrial beings, individuals from future times, and now, people from Birmingham.

[Sebastian walks up to Oliver, keeping his cheery smile, and holds out his hand] I rather suspect that all of this is on purpose as far as someone is concerned, though it isn't me. How do you do?

[oliverplus]

[sort of...looks at him for a moment. he's just appeared somewhere unknown in space, and somehow there's a posh bloke there. a posh bloke who talks to teddy bears, even. this is almost too much. but he has to admit, it's nice to see someone who reminds him of his home country]

[shakes his hand] Hey, nice to meet you. You don't happen to know who's doing this or why, do you?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[the toff doesn't seem to register Oliver's reaction to his behaviour]

As far as I can tell, one person in charge is a very pretty woman with rather distressing taste in clothing - her name is Meredith Sault - and then we also have a pair of twins who look a bit like those china doll figures one of Julia's admirers sent her from Germany. Ghastly things, the dolls, but the twins are less unsettling. I couldn't say why. I think it's their experiment.

[oliverplus]

[raises an eyebrow] Experiment? What sort of experiment?

I'm Oliver, by the way. [there might be the implication of a question in that. the more you say, the more curious you're making him--although part of him is thinking, "wait, people actually talk like that regularly?"]

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I haven't a clue. No one has ever mentioned it. I'm Sebastian, and this [he holds up Aloysius temporarily] is Aloysius.

[oliverplus]

[waves uncertainly at the bear before giving Sebastian a more serious look] Sebastian, how do you know it's an experiment if you don't know what it's about?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Everyone says it is, so it may not be, but it wouldn't be very kind to disbelieve them without any evidence to the contrary, would it? It's such a lovely place, too. Perhaps it's an experiment in visual art, and the artist simply doesn't understand how to properly get a viewing audience.

[oliverplus]

[that made no sense whatsoever] So...the twins have brought us all here, except nobody knows what they did it for?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Out of the darkness of the stars steps some kind of checkered, coat-tailed, raver circus freak (http://i41.tinypic.com/2use55g.jpg).] That? That was a dream. This is real. Don't blame ya for the confusion, though.

So what has you calling for a doctor?

[oliverplus]

[blinks at the figure, unable to help quirking an eyebrow. the man is rather interesting in appearance, but at least he's offering some answers] Really? Any reason they're the same place?

[scratches his head; sheepishly] Oh, not a Doctor. The Doctor. You...uh...don't happen to know him, do you?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Not personally, but I've heard stories. Doesn't believe in magic?

[oliverplus]

[can't help his grin of excitement] Yeah, that's him! You mean he's around here?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Er... possibly, but it's just as possible that he only exists on your world. In that case, he can't visit here like you and me.

[oliverplus]

[blinks] Then how would you know him?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Martha knows him. I can't tell you much more than that.

[oliverplus]

Okay, thanks. I'd have to find her, then.

Do you mean you think she must be from my world? Are people here from all sorts of worlds?

Oh! I'm Oliver, by the way! You?