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Maria turned her attention back to Ridley wile she spoke. She was glad to hear that a few of the girls were willing to work together. Frowning, she placed a finger to her chin and through about what Ridley said. "Yeah... i guess the first thing we should figure out is WHERE we are huh." unfortunately, Maria had no idea about that and when Ridley mentioned fear and weapons, she nodded."Yeah it did." she held up her own staff. "To be honest... I don't really know what I can do with it yet." She frowned as she held up her staff. "That creature also mentioned something about fighting. I probably wont know what i can do until we fight whatever it is were here to fight." She shrugged then smiled. "yeah. It looks like everyone has a unique weapon. They are all so neat!" noticed her Ridley's book. "What about you? Do you know anything about using yours?"

“Oh I’m Tamara. Nice to meet you Maria. Let’s be friends. I like your staff, it’s pretty.” Much prettier than her simple bo-staff, but hers was meant for the whacking yes. She liked simple.

Oh perfect. This orange girl was a new friend too. Tamara smiled at Ridley. “Yes, I, I think I whack things with it. She said in reference to her bo. “You have a book, do you do spells?” maybe magic was her weapon of choice.

"It's okay." Willow said to Zelda before blinking and nodding at Macy. "Mhmm! Like the tree." She blinked again. ...The creature? "...It kinda reminded me of a rabbit almost.. Because of those ears.." Though she could believe a cat. It definitely had the shape for a cat. When the other girl with the flower name arrived she smiled and waved in greeting. "Your cage is quite pretty."

Tilly slowly opened her eyes and glanced around her without moving...she didn't see much.

Where was she?

With a grunt she began to sit up, somehow she had managed to end up flat on her back on the floor. Once she was in a sitting position she looked around again. Nothing looked familiar and she couldn't remember anything. Tilly could see a few people milling about. She glanced down at her right hand which clutched a sword. Was this hers? The ghoul made the decision to hold onto just in case. She slowly rose from the floor and took stock of herself while keeping a careful eye on her surroundings. Tilly fluffed her dress and patted her hair down. She took a deep breath a stepped toward those closest to her.
"Hello?....do you know where this is?'

Oh goodness there were so many of them. And they all did want to work together. Orina couldn't help smiling as she listened to others introducing themselves. She held back on grabbing any hands, but at least she'd gotten some names. "Yes, we're definitely stronger together." A bit of a blossom that, whatever this thing was, they could beat it together. Hope was a good word for it. Then the comment on weapons.

She looked to her own, taking one from it's place and idly spinning it in her hands, careful due to the fact it was a weapon. "It's sharp. I just... I think it cuts things." She paused at a point where it was a bit more dull, obviously something of a point to grasp it in combat. She wasn't sure. If felt natural to hold the thing, but she didn't recall the details of it. "Perhaps it will come naturally... like learning to ride..." She paused, pouting a bit as the word escaped her. "It's like you never forget." Or so she felt. This thing was one with her, and she with it. They couldn't exist alone?

That's how it felt anyway. "I think perhaps if I needed to use it, I would just know. Even if I can't remember why I know." Because something told her she'd always had it. For a long, long time. A time lost, but it was there somewhere. "Don't you feel the same?" Her gaze hovered over the group as she gave them an uncertain smile, tilting her head a bit. Maybe they felt it too? She couldn't be the only one.

Her mouth flapping open and closed, Esme stared at the other girl with a face that was rapidly colouring red. Were people seriously this rude? Was this supposed to be normal?? Maybe there was a good reason she had forgotten everything up till now. Trying to puff herself up even further, she shoved away the crossbow as it swung around to prod her again.

"Yea, well, you know what? I believe you! You sure look one hundred years old! And if you poke me again with that you better be prepared to eat it! Who died and put you in charge, huuh?"

Settling back and crossing her own arms, unconsciously mirroring the older girl, she narrowed her eyes and beamed a look back that was pure hostility. Slight memory problems or not, she wasn't going to put up with someone treating her like this! One more prod, and she'd show this jerk what a real weapon looked like.

Waking up from dreams was her favorite part. That was the first, and last thing Bonnie remembered after she'd pulled away from those words, that strange voice trying to explain things to her in her dreams. She yawned, and curled out of the big, fluffy bed that her skirt made for her. Her arms stretched up above her head, and she got up to her feet. All the girls were gathering - she recognized not a single one of them, but she knew she had to go join them. So that was where she headed, and she just listened to snippets of conversation. If there were answers to be found about who they were and what they were here for.. somebody had to be talking agout it.

She couldn't help herself. She wanted to know exactly what was going on, but every time she looked at someone's face, or even considered talking to them, something pulled her back. Something told her they would rebuke her, or even worse; ignore her. There was something innately important about staying out of their way.. and she wasn't ready to fight that instinct. So she skirted the edges, shying away from any girl who came close, and trying to look as unappealing as possible. Somehow, she felt, deep down, that that wouldn't be very hard for a girl like her.

It seemed that the girls were spread about, waking at various times. Anua suddenly had the mental image of a cabbage patch, with little heads growing about. She stifled the sudden laugh by slapping her hands to her mouth, which startled her. Her reaction resulted in her arms freezing where they were, her stiffened legs unmoving. The pale girl waited a moment for her heart to stop hammering, then peered at the approaching girl whose long hair seemed to flow behind her, "Have.. a nice nap?"

Her introductions still needed some work.



Ever observant, Anua's eyes scanned the seemingly exponentially growing group of girls. She caught sight of one whose trembles resembled her own, and couldn't help but felt bad for the other girl. Anua cleared her throat once, paused, then cleared it again, "Ah.. hello." Off to a great introduction, yes indeed. She shifted from one foot to another, as if redistributing her weight would help any. "So uh, I'm Anua. And.. we're just looking about for others, and.. uh, not sure what.. "

Her voice faded, her eyes downcast once more at the safe, comfortable-to-look-at ground. "What name might you go by?" Maroon eyes peeked up between her lashes, taking the moment to gather her confidence. If there was any to gather. She straightened her back and gave what would amount to a smile.



Ah-ha, another question she could answer! Anua turned in the direction of the new voice, her eyes falling upon a blue glad girl with short hair, "Essentially, um.." She paused to find her words, calming the pitter patter of her nerves, "Well, no one knows anything. We all heard the same voice, though. I guess. And, uhm. I'm Anua." It seemed that her name was her go-to answer these days.

The pale girl became aware of twisting her fingers about, and quickly snapped her hands behind her back in an attempt to hide her fear. Not that her stiff posture, shaking knees, and darting eyes helped any. Anua turned her focus back on the blue eyed girl, "What's your name?"



Anua turned at the new voice, but jumped back at the sight of the decidedly pointy sword, "Th-that.. it's uh. Er, nice weapon." She managed to squeak out, her hands clutching the sides of her skirt. Casting a glance around reminded her that there were a great deal of weapons out and about. "Joining the Lost club, no one really knows." She managed a weak laugh, but it felt hollow to her. "Nice to meet you..?"



Catching movement from the corner of her eye, the red-clad girl raised a hand in a half-wave before dutifully locking it back in place at her side. Wait, did that girl have.. hairy ears? Anua openly stared at the pointed things nestled neatly in the red head's hair, but easily resisted the temptation to touch one. She was too scared to move any closer.

Realizing that staring was likely considered impolite, she dropped her gaze once more, "And uh, hello to you."

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OOC: Hokai, I -think- I got all who didn't have an rp buddy..? At the time of finishing up typing the post anyways XD Any other new comers feel free to ping me! ovo