I would bamf five hundred miles and I would bamf five hundred more...

[soultospare]

WHO: Megan/PIXIE, Sally/SKIDS, Santo/ROCKSLIDE, Sooraya/DUST, and Angelo/SKIN
WHERE: Oooh, just everywhereWHEN: Wednesday, 5/19/10, 7am to around dinner time, EST

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Re: Megan's Pick!

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It was starting to get dark now, and they'd yet to find one place that everyone could agree on. Megan didn't have very high hopes for their next location being ideal for a sanctuary, either. But she'd been looking an excuse to find her hometown in this new world since the first day it had all been explained to her. After all, if there was another New York City, then there must logically be another Abergylid, right? But in a village where sheep outnumbered people and everyone knew everyone else's name and family, what would it mean? Would the same people she thought she knew be there, but not recognize her? Or would it just be populated by completely different people she'd never met before? What if there was another alternate Megan, with mousy brown hair and plain rounded ears, who never left home because she never grew wings to begin with?

When the pink light faded, she looked around expectantly at what should have been the town square... but for some reason, found herself in the middle of a large, empty field.

At least the sheep were still there. But where were the people? Where were the buildings? Where was the town?

"...this is wrong." She told the others, looking in every direction. "There's supposed to be a street here."

When she actually spotted some colorful wooden rooftops in the distance, Meg lauched her wings in that direction with little warning, and she practically raced to investigate.

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Sally skated after her, thankful for the extra speed when she was moving in her force field.

"Megan? What do you mean this is wrong?"

She had a fairly good idea. Sally had been to Brooklyn to see her old home, but it hadn't been there. None of what she remembered had, not really.