001 || Bigby Wolf || [Video]

[huffedandpuffed]

[When the video feed clicks on, there's a grim face sitting in a framing that looks sloppy but shows absolutely nothing except a white-washed wall behind him. Which is better-- it hides the destruction of the small Ikea TV stand and the dark tufts of fur stuck into a few of the ceiling panels

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[cordelisse]

[My, what bit teeth you've got... because I can't help myself Zoey can't help but laugh a little. It's not all that amused a sound, however.]

The video isn't much help when it comes to the "What the hell am I doing here" question, anyway. I wish I could answer your question myself, but I have no fucking clue. It appears that no one here does.

[And she would like an answer, too. Somehow she thinks it's going to be slow in coming.]

I can tell you what I do know. It's not a lot, currently; I haven't been here that much longer than you have.

[huffedandpuffed]

[The thing about waking up somewhere with no memory of how he got there-- aside from the fact that in centuries of life there've been few things Bigby has encountered with enough skill to get the jump on him-- is that he doesn't know who the hell is a mundie and who isn't.

When in Rome, do as Snow would: assume everyone is the enemy. He's not here to make friends anyway.]

All right. So, I'm waiting.

[cordelisse]

[All right. Down to business. Zoey appreciates that in a person.]

This is Miskatonic University in Arkham, we’ve all been taken rather unceremoniously from wherever the fuck we were and dumped in the streets; where the recovery team found us. There are a lot of doubles running around the place. Apparently, before either of us arrived, there was an attack involving tentacles.

And death is not always permanent. So I’ve been told.

No one knows how we got here. And no one knows how to get home.

[And that about sums up her current knowledge.]

[huffedandpuffed]

... A lot of doubles?

[That sounds like fact, it's what he pulls free of the other non-answers. That and death, but, hell, he's never followed mundie rules anyway.]

[lone_defender]

[Hello there, big bad wolf. Have another bad wolf.] You were dragged here on what we think might be an accident. Could've been on purpose, but if it was, we don't know why yet.

[huffedandpuffed]

[Is this town big enough for the both of us, sweetheart?]

How many is 'we'? Excuse me if I don't think like multiple kidnappings sounds like an accident.

[lone_defender]

[As long as they don't blow at each other.]

I have no idea. Probably two or three dozen? [She shrugs] I wouldn't either, but when they're summoning inter-dimensional tentacle monster-gods bent on destroying the world, the kidnapping seems a bit petty.

[huffedandpuffed]

[Congratulations, Blondie, you have just shut Bigby up. You've also given him cause to think you're brain-damaged. Dimensions aside-- he's seen what mundies pass off as erotica, and some of them are just sick.

And this is coming from a man who has six kids who are furry.]

You've been taking your medicine?

[starkingenuity]

It'd be great if someone told me what the hell I'm doing here. There's shit for tools and yeah, I'm a genius and can make my own, but I already did make my own and they're beautiful and they're at home. Welcome to the farm, buddy.

[huffedandpuffed]

[Christ this guy likes the sound of his own voice. And loves his razor even more, by the looks of it.

Bigby's eyes narrow slightly. Mostly for the 'farm' comment, because, he hasn't been here long but he hasn't seen one dancing spoon.] Sorry if I don't feel comforted.

[starkingenuity]

Did you want to be comforted or did you want to avoid the bullshit?

If you want, I can raise the octave of my voice and try to sound soothing...?

[huffedandpuffed]

Does listening to you jerk your own chain count as avoiding bullshit? If so lemme know and I'll take everything back. [Bigby takes another drag on his cigarette.]

But knock yourself out if you'd like. Apparently I got nothing better to do.

[diana_abel]

[And up pop's Diana.]

The production values are severely lacking. And they really don't do this place justice.

[huffedandpuffed]

So what would, a mural? A bay window? [Bigby shakes his head.] Looks like World War III out there.

[diana_abel]

Yeah. Pretty much. Only the enemy is other-worldly.

[huffedandpuffed]

I've heard seafood was involved. Have to admit I'm not a fan.

[hung_garian]

Don't watch the video by the Welcoming Committee. It's really very dull.

[huffedandpuffed]

Good, someone wants to be friends.

[Listen to the dryness in his voice and it might chap your lips.] So you another kidnapping victim too?

[hung_garian]

Let's face up to the facts, Van Helsing, the vast majority of us have been kidnapped by aliens. Not much probing yet, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time.

[Sorry, Mr Wolf, it may not be obvious but here's another person who's going to assume you're a Winchester. At least he's not a relative?]

[huffedandpuffed]

[The only Winchester Bigby's ever heard of is a gun, and that's the story he'll stick to.]

Speak for yourself.