[Not one to be outdone by Smoker, here's another fool unwittingly making a rumor spread farther than it has to.]

"The grapevine's been sporting some colorful flavors lately. If you've no clue what I'm talking about, well and good afternoon. If you do...ah, better address it then.

Don't get me wrong; I'm not saying there aren't good reasons to kill actors. They were put in the same social stratum as prostitutes for a reason, after all. Earning one's bread as a professional liar takes its toll on the soul eventually. Even, hah, the Buddha wasn't too keen on them.

I'll even admit that an actor dying in their own production is very poetic.

But to get a venereal thrill out of the whole thing is far too obscene and absurd. As always, word on the street is never as serious as I'd like. Take it from one who earns most of my living off such rumors.

Go under the Mercy!

[He hangs up, not quite conscious of the part of the rumor he didn't address. Hey now, absence of evidence...]

[Hello, ladies and gents, it's your resident salty robot ready to make a serious announcement.]

Regardless of what some people around here might wonder -or even wish about- I do not have a vibrate function. [Okay, so, ' serious announcement' might be an overstatement. Gale, Cassian, you are both to blame for this.] I am, however, liquid-proof.

That will be all. [The feed turns off, only to be turned on a second later.] Actually, I forgot one thing. Please refrain yourselves from licking my boyfriend, no matter how tasty he might look.

Thanks!

[Rapunzel had figured to try and explore Everglade a bit, even after various things she had been told. Frying pan in hand she had made her way to what appeared to be a vampire invested area, her device having switched on while she wasn't paying attention.

She nervously entered what appeared to be an establishment for vampires to hang out as the moment she came in, they all turned to look at her, the look in their eyes was clear they would consider eating her. Rapunzel was quick to hold out her frying pan, ready to defend herself should she have to before speaking.]

Before you try and eat me, I have a question. It's part of why I am here. [She coughed slightly. They were intimidating and really, really scary, but she took a small breath in trying to calm herself down before speaking.]

I like to believe that, the tough outside is hiding something beneath. I don't think you are bad people, really. I mean... you look scary and have sharp pointy teeth which were things I was always warned about, but from being here I've learnt to not judge by a cover.

[She paused for a moment, one of the vampires had started to move in closer.]

I want to know more about you, what you like to do? What dreams might you have? You know, things like that. I like to believe that you have dreams like I do.

[She gives off a small smile as the one who had been moving stopped, inches away from her. What happens next is something that would baffle everyone who watches. The next thing that happens is the vampires telling her about themselves and what dreams they have and for some vampires their dreams one would not think of from vampires. The even more odd thing was this had somehow turned into a song (similar to this) with Rapunzel happily humming along and even at one point dancing with them.

By the end, Rapunzel seems to have generally warmed up to them as they started to laugh and have fun before the feed switches off. For those in Everglade will hear loud noises coming from the hangout with Rapunzel sitting there still listening to them interested without a care in the world.]

Who: Cassian Andor, K-2SO, and a lot of angst
What: Cassian's been moping after his fights with Emerald, Kay is worried, and talking has a 50/50 chance of making it worse
When: Dated to tomorrow, after Kay's network post
Where: SoKaCa house in Attleton
Warnings: Likely mentions of war-related topics and robot sex speculations
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(Voice/Video)

[The man on the screen looks calm but wet. It has taken him little time to figure out the phones and get all the information from the hologram and pamphlets. He's been to a lot of worlds though this is the first one with a welcome center.]

I'm looking for a man named Rumpelstiltskin. He also goes by Gold.

Thanks.

[With his message spoken he hangs up.]


(Action)

[Neal's first public stop is to a bar to grab a beer and hear whatever the hell is going on with this city. The information is helpful but it doesn't have a current events section. Once at the bar he pulls out a newspaper that he had picked up, orders a beer and begins to read.

Bounties, job openings... it's a weird mix of Storybrook and the Enchanted forest. He's not sure what to make of it but for the moment he's stuck here. Being stuck here doesn't concern him as much as other things, but that's what the beer is for.]

[It says a lot about Scott’s life that when he wakes up in a metal coffin in a different world than his own, it’s not even in the top ten of weirdest things to happen to him this month. He still has around his neck the power dampening collar Emma put on him after the kidnapping and Scott takes a moment to wonder if he blacked out because of her assault on his mind before he notices the white box and its contents. He then checks the information available and listens to Weiss's hologram a few times to make sure he gets all the info. So, he's in the wrong universe again. Must be Tuesday, carry on.

Shaking those thoughts of his mind, Scott claws at the collar but there's no getting rid of it without the code to unlock it. The beams of concussive force of his eyes might be a pain in the ass on occasion but he doesn’t like being this vulnerable in a strange place. When the audio transmission starts, the voice is polite and calm, obviously belonging to a young male.

There are a lot of things he wants to ask - If there are mutants in the cities, if anybody has seen his team, if totalitarian regimes are the norm here as well...but what he ends saying is:] 

Hello, good day. Is anybody around here good at picking locks?

[Because he is an idiot.

After the question, there's a silence while Scott cringes at his own words. He tries to come up with an explanation for his request that doesn't make him sound like a criminal.]

I'm...in the middle of a complicated predicament, so I'd appreciate a little help.

[Yes, very good. That doesn't sound suspicious at all. Nailed it, Scott.]

[ The video comes on, evidentally as somone was figuring out how it worked. Seeing that it was on, the man exhaled heavily through his nose. He didn't seem too happy. As he spoke in a clear Irish accent, it soon became clear why. ]

So, we're all kidnapped but that's just fucking fine dandy because they've given us some cash and a phone. And apparently this place is very civilised and accomendating to the people dumped here by God knows who for God knows reason why. I'll be leaving a lovely review somewhere. 10/10 kidnapping experience.

But here's the problem; I've got a son I need to look after. I don't give a shit about how nice this place is set out or what the intention is with dragging me here. I need to find and care for my son. I've already gone to the place they send the children they pick up and dump in this place, and he's not there. And if he's not here, then I don't give a fuck if this is the Garden of Eden itself. It can go straight to Hell.