the first;

[discessum]

[ There is some static, but a rough voice with a mild british accent can be heard well enough as he accesses the network. ]

Hello? Is anyone there? Angel?

What is this? Did Illyria do something? She doesn't have any powers that can -

[ A pause and the sounds of footsteps. ]Tell me this isn't Heaven. I wouldn't dream of being so lucky, and

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[dreamsofnoah]

Well~, there are angels around but I wouldn't call it Heaven.

[discessum]

...Who is this?

[dreamsofnoah]

Hi~ ♥ I'm Road Camelot.

Who're you?

[discessum]

My name is Wesley. Apparently I dialed a wrong number. I'm not sure how I managed that with speed dial, but stranger things...

[ Quiet, then a much more menacing tone. ]

Or are you the one responsible for this?

[livedtwolives]

... Wes?

[discessum]

Connor? You're... How did you get on this line?

Where is Angel? Have you seen him? Are you with your family?

[livedtwolives]

It's- uh, kinda a long story.

Angel isn't here. Just me and... Dru, and then a couple people from Sunnydale, really. I mean, there's everyone else too, but- uh, maybe I should just...

Right. Er, where are you?

[ooc: Yeek! Sorry about disappearing like that all day.]

[discessum]

Right now I'm in one of the alleyways near that large fountain.

[ OOC; No worries! Fortunately he and Buffy got away from teh Girlycard unharmed. If you want Connor to find them, feel free to join the actionspam down below. ♥ ]

audio;

[everheardoftact]

This isn't Heaven. If it were there would be significantly less Drusilla running about.

audio FOREVER;

[discessum]

I - Mr. Giles? Is that you?

...Sorry, what? Drusilla? Please tell me this is a rather perverse cosmic joke.

audio even if it stops saying so because computers are fads;

[everheardoftact]

Well, ah, sorry to be the first to give you warning, but you are no longer in the dimension which you belong in, neither are you in Heaven, nor Hell, but you are in a place where cosmic-level irony seems to be the order of the day most every day. I believe that--

...you are familiar with Drusilla?

[discessum]

An alternate dimension, then. How lovely. I can guess why I'm here, but I have yet to figure out why you are here, and how I'm talking to so many people at once.

Any Watcher worth his salt would know of her, but L.A. was rather unlucky in experiencing her debauchery first hand a few years back.

[nocakestoday]

[indistinctly] And I was so hopeful...

You've heard of me.

[discessum]

Have I now? And you would be...

[ A moment as he connects the dots to his conversation with Giles. Fortunately he sounds calmer than he would have been if hadn't been warned. ]

Drusilla.

[nocakestoday]

Right in one! You've put your other two guesses to waste.

[discessum]

Not at all. I prefer to recycle these days.

Can I help you?

[tinyvampiregod]

Help! There's bad things trying to eat me... they ate my mum.

[discessum]

Trying to eat you? What do they look like? Where are you?

[tinyvampiregod]

In an alley, Mister. They've got real big teeth.

[discessum]

How conveniently vague. I'm afraid I can't help you if I don't know where you are. I don't even know where I am. You need to contact someone else who knows the lay of the land.