♦ o1. Debra Jones. video/voice

[fixes_things]

Okay, lets figure this th-- [The screen shows the face just shortly after the words are spoken, although it's not quite the right view and only the top of a forehead and a lot of messy brown hair is shown. Then it shifts to the sky and then the surrounding buildings.] No, really. I don't care, it's rather important that I keep it.

[There's a huff

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[video]

[atypicaltorrid]

Deb? [ Another one? She's not sure if she should be happy or worried. But it looks as though Ratchet is safe and that's all she cares about. ]

Deb, we're not in the USA anymore, your PDA isn't going to work.

[video]

[fixes_things]

Abby? Hey. [Have a large, toothy grin, boss.]

So what, this is Europe? Lame. I can see why we've been trying to overrule this dump for so long. Not. [Although her PDA not working is a bummer.] Hmm. I can probably make this an alarm or something.

Any need for a taser?

[video]

[atypicaltorrid]

[ You can have one right back there, Miss. Another female to balance out all the testosterone, and one that isn't a royal stubborn ass either. ] No, it isn't Europe. We're not even on..Earth anymore.

It's called 'Paradise', some other realm where people and creatures of other worlds have been dragged at different time frames to this..place.

Don't mess with the NOC. It's our only communication device in this place. You can do voice, text, or videos. But don't mess with it.

[video]

[fixes_things]

NOC is this little piddly piece of rubbish, right? I can deal. [Although it would've made a good pocket radio.]

Other realm? Like one of those sucky sci-novels? Exploding planet on the cover, gruesome alien and green and black text? Guess I hit my head on the way in.

[Voice]

[pale_deity]

Unfortunately, you're nowhere the near the United States.

[Voice]

[fixes_things]

Oh. Australia? Asia? Russia? No...it's not Russia. There are trees, it can't be Russia.

[Voice]

[pale_deity]

They call it "Paradise." And I'm quite sure it's not even on the same planet.

[Voice]

[fixes_things]

I always thought Paradise would be sunny, with beaches and palm trees and a cute little cabana on the shore, drinks out of coconuts and mangos and this yummy little blond thing dancing in a grass skirt and not much else.

-voice-

[shimmermethis]

"This is the voice of the Mysterons. We know that you can hear us earthwoman."

[Another team member!? And is that Ratchet of all people? Well at least that's good news. It could have been Medic and then that would have sucked. Not that Medic isn't a nice girl and all but just... quiet. Very quiet. Justin needs entertaining anyway.]

"Hate to burst your bubble there but think of yourself as Dorothy and this as the land of OZ. But there are no munchkins... unless you can't Grant and Connor as the alternatives?"

-voice-

[fixes_things]

Aw, now my bubble's all popped. [Well, hey there, boyo. Weren't we just...hmm.] Grant and Connor? As in Hunter and Slicker?

Well, is everyone from Base here or what? Sheesh. Not exactly picky, are they. Let you in, after all.

-voice-

[shimmermethis]

Yup! [It's a good thing you can't see the pout. It's epic.] Not everyone! Just Abby, Tech, Me, you, Hunter, Slick, Empath and Quake to my knowledge.

Oh Dorothy! You wound me! I'm the hottest piece of ass they've allowed in this place so far!

-voice-

[fixes_things]

Well, your sweet ass can just move right on over, sweetcheeks. Cause this baby got back in all the right ways. [And now she'll just laugh because she really can't keep a straight face.]

Jeez, man. That is just ridiculous.