Misadventure of a Lifetime~ {TEAM 1, YO}

[effie]

Could one get...some sort of motion sickness from dimension jumping? It had happened twice now, and Effie was feeling a bit light-headed. And once again, she was having difficulty remembering exactly how she'd gotten here. Or...where 'here' was, for that matter. A soft, irritated huff escaped her as she straightened out the rather elaborate pink dress she was currently wearing. Not at all proper outside attire, but then again no one had actually bothered to warn her that this insanity would be taking place. And besides. More importantly, the dress happened to compliment her hair quite nicely.

That, incidentally, was probably the first thing one would notice if they happened to stumble upon her: her hair. It kind of attracted attention, being...bright bubblegum pink, and all. Of course, such a color wasn't at all uncommon in The Capitol, where people died their hair and eyes and...skin. Where people wore dresses alight with fire and got plastic surgery to liken themselves to wild animals. Compared to some of the extremists from her home, Effie was downright normal looking. But this - or the world she'd just been in, at least, because it seemed she was some place different now - certainly wasn't her home. The people here (there?) dressed in significantly toned town colors; their skin was mostly unadorned and their hair came in shades of brown and blonde and black. It had been rather alarming at first, but...after awhile, she did have to admit that it was a bit easier on the eyes. It was, perhaps, something she could get used to.

If she ever got back to that strange other world. Because Effie wasn't quite sure what to make of the place she was in now. There was nothing immediately around her; no signs of recognizable civilization...except for the tall stone entrance of what was unmistakably some sort of labyrinth before her. Lightly clutching at her parasol, she tilted her head upward and regarded it with undisguised wariness. It was far too quiet out here - and it didn't seem to be much better in there. Really, it was enough to make someone paranoid. Especially since whoever was responsible for this mischief hadn't even bothered with an explanation of any sort. What was she supposed to do - just stand here until the end of time? Because surely no one just expected her to venture in there alone, with no sort of preparation, not knowing what on earth could await her behind these...highly unsanitary, mossy walls...ick...

No. This wouldn't do at all. Clearly her throat lightly, Effie straightened up to her fullest height (alright, not very impressive...), narrowed her eyes, and spoke up in the most dignified manner she could manage in her current vaguely aggravated state. "Excuse me...whoever may be listening..." And to anyone who was listening, her words carried a rather unplaceable accent to anyone outside of Panem - prim and proper, faintly comparable to an English one but with a few key differences in pronunciation - and distinctively confident. Effie was plenty accustomed to addressing crowds of gigantic sizes, after all. What was addressing one evident prankster in comparison? ...Right? "It is rather unfortunate that I need to address you like this - I must look...crazy. But, mmm..." Suspiciously, her gaze traveled along the labyrinth walls. "I wonder if you might be so kind as to tell me....what on earth is going on here?!"

There. That sort of stern talking to ought to get their attention. ...Or, well...it had better. Effie didn't at all take kindly to being ignored.

[goblinking]

Without a snap or any sign of teleporting, Jareth appeared behind Effie. For a brief moment he simply stood there, watching. The Goblin King took a step forward, watching as Effie started to speak. "Welcome to the Realm of Dreams, Effie." Jareth said as he teleported to a tree nearby and leaned on it. The Goblin King smirked, crossing his arms and waiting for a response. "If you're wondering where I've taken you..." Jareth gestured to the Labyrinth with a cane. "This is my Labyrinth..."

Jareth knew this would be fun - more fun than he'd ever had since Sarah had entered the Labyrinth mere months ago. Although she'd managed to get past the Labyrinth and into his castle, he was sure that this girl couldn't do it. However, he was going to be gracious. He would give the girl a few companions to travel with her. What they didn't know was that he could be cruel - he would likely end up separating them eventually. He couldn't make everything fair for them, could he? It wouldn't be an interesting Labyrinth if things were at all in their favor. Jareth snapped his gloved fingers, causing the stone entrance of the Labyrinth to slowly open up, revealing the inside.

"If you wish to escape, you must reach my castle at the center of the Labyrinth in nine hours..." A clock appeared next to Jareth showing the amount of time left. "Your companions should be arriving soon. I expect you to inform them of your predicament." With that, the Goblin King disappeared.

[Jax]

Falling. It was something that happened to everyone, gravity was a force the planet bestowed equally upon all the people living on the face of her, upon the rich and poor, the strong and weak, the living and yes the dead. All were effected by her grasp but why Jax, Mage of the Earth's Bones was falling he felt surrounded by darkness, by the blankets he had been plopping down onto, by pillows that bounced off him from time to time. He fell backwards into forever and in time came to a rather painful stop. He didn't go splat, he didn't break a bone it was the impact of a full on fall from four feet off the ground onto his back rather then... untold length but the impact drove the breath from his lungs.

"mother^$&*er"

The weak profanity that spewed forth from a pile of pillows and blankets that now lay upon the grass was less a personal attack on someone then an instinctive utterance right up with shouting 'ramming speed' and 'brace of impact' on a starship. The pile began to move slowly like a creature from the depths, slowly it shed layers as weakly the figure within pulled them off not caring that some of these grease and in some cases blood stained blankets and pillows were getting damaged in the effort. A constant stream of profanity was coming from the shedding blankets and was getting louder by the moment as Jax regained his breath. Finally he pulled the last blanket aside revealing himself to the new world he stood lay in.

"#^&*@ $^*@@ WITH A #^*@ING SPOON!"

This was not a nice thing to greet a stone wall with but sure enough that was what he screamed at it. The man from the wrong side of... everything stood slowly and glared about him. Jax had been laying down for bed, his piercings had been taken out and put in their usual jar, his only clothing was the pair of jeans he had been wearing and a t-shirt that proclaimed "Don't bend over, I already know you are an ^#@hole" Without his piercings, without his hair done up in the usual spikes he looked less... harsh, less aggressive. Some might even call him a little bit pretty as he stood with his green stripes of hair drifting to something that actually looked vaguely respectable, his face was softer, less cast of steel look to it. The tats remained of course a glaring oxymoron to the more presentable Jax who as he swore at the innocent wall reached up and rubbed the back of his neck.

He had no metal on him, not even his piercings. All he had was the zipper on his pants and his buttons to his name. He was unarmed in a strange place and... he knew... just KNEW he wasn't in a city anymore. The distant constant hum of muttered conversations zipping through copper lines was gone. The hum of electricity, the passing of infomation... all gone... and that constant feeling of love and support from the earth beneath his feet was gone instead it seemed... to be there but coming from a distance and from the very air... as well as a good amount of irritation at him for not being where he was suppose to be.

Jax looked around his head pounded from stimuli and lack of stimuli before his gaze latched onto the approaching figure of a pink haired girl. He stopped mid profanity and looked at her for a moment.

"... I swear if I ha been dragged inta an episode of Lazytown I am beating someone ta death with a rock."

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

{You guys get to have Tanzy in here, isn't that shiz swell?}

Curled up in a shadow appeared to be a whitish blue pile of fluffy boas....or...gianty fluffy fluff ball. Either way it was just there sleeping through all of the ruckus as if it had nothing better to do in the whole wide world! Slowly....it shifted about and gradually rose to reveal a woman with quite the hour glass body shape going on. However, the outfit wasn't a very practical one. A white, form fitting dress precisely like Morticia of the quirky and wealthy Addams family. Mysteriously, the demoness didn't have any make-up problems since those blood red lips of hers were not smudged in the slightest. "Well that dinner party was more boring than..."

Ceasing her amusingly dull complaint about where she had been looming about prior to here...the silver brow above her only visible amber optic arched as she grinned oh so very diabolically at her newly found company. One was a bit of a familiar face....he didn't know her nor did the bike if it could talk to the world since she stole the his precious was kidnapped while she was in a disguise of the deceased...that poor punk fellow under the name of Jax Gardener. A victim of her sneaky little prank born of sheer boredom. All resulting in his heart cracking and snapping to the sound of a broken melody called discord. No skin off her nose, she didn't give a crap about his well being and had no personal strings attached. Could care less about what he was doing with his life or anything about it at the moment, really. The demon woman obsessed with organs brought her hand up and wiggled her fingers with a smirk at them all including that pink haired female.

Letting out a posh laugh with traces of insanity, she couldn't help but coo out to them as though she was harmless as could be, "Oh my~! It appears this isn't the party I was attending after all....does anyone have the slightest clue where we are?" Bringing her finger tips to her jawbone, lightly tracing it toward her chin...only resting the middle and index digits. "The boy looks clueless and disgruntled as ever....however..." That smirk softened as her gaze rested upon the pink haired female with brilliant blue eyes. "You on the other hand...you seem rather intelligent. My name is Kiseichu Clossiana...but you may call me Tanzanite for short if you so wish. A pleasure to meet you if I do say so myself....Miss...?"

Walking on over to her with an odd sense of grace, she was damn sure to keep her distance from the man who got a hair cut since he knew he wasn't exactly one with manners. Anger problems and oh LUCIFER did it make her want to face palm...but for now, the tall woman with lightly tanned skin was going to play nice. Well...in more ways that one, some for reasons she could control with that thing called will power and others because this realm had a strange air about it. One which made it feel as though her powers were more dormant than Haleakala....soooo she really had no choice BUT to axe out happy surgery fun time entirely for now. However if anyone managed to do the difficult task of ROYALLY upsetting her, the woman had stiletto heels and knew how to make them into more than a fashion accessory without magic. For now, she didn't appear to be bothered much at all by the situation. Tanzanite's tone was kept positively sweet and her composure had no hints of negativity...only a little in thought and perhaps slightly confused.

Nothing at all insinuating she knew either of them let alone anything about this predicament. On top of all that, this place was stunningly beautiful and didn't mind the visit! All in good taste~!

[tehbarry]

Heavy footfalls pounded on the ground, a low, deep breathing accompanying them. "A few years back this chase would've been over by now...." The grumbling voice of the owner of said footfalls and heavy breathing managed to get out. He was getting on in years and could have been in better shape -- physically and mentally -- but he was still doing a damn good job.

Except for this little mission.

It was supposed to be a simple meeting with an informant who was working undercover with the BSAA. But when Barry had arrived, the informant was dead, and the murderer, having stuck around to gloat, taunted Barry personally and the rest of the BSAA before turning tail and running. And now Barry was in pursuit of him. Rounding a corner, he brought up his handgun, ready to make a takedown shot....but the fleeing man rounded another corner and was out of sight.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Barry again took off after him. And just as he rounded the corner, he tripped....or at least that was the best sense he could make of the situation. He put out one arm to brace his fall, and rolled forward, managing to land more or less upright, but crouched on one knee....and in very, very different surroundings.

He slowly rose to stand on his feet, handgun held up and ready, casting his eyes around. Nowhere familiar, that was for sure.... And there were a few other people that looked just as lost and surprised as he was. Scratching his head, he let out a disgruntled sigh and placed the gun in its holster. If he'd have known this would happen, he'd have brought more weapons. At least he'd had the good sense not to come completely unarmed.

Looking at the others again, he folded his arms over his chest. "Don't suppose anyone knows what's going on around here?"

((OOC: Merh, suckish post and sorry for delay. I'll try not to take so long in the future. :U ))

[effie]

To be fair, a rather eccentric looking man popping up out of nowhere and informing you that you had nine hours to solve a Labyrinth (or else what? she wasn't particularly sure she wanted to know) was an occurrence that would leave most people a bit...taken aback. So all things considered, perhaps Effie really couldn't be blamed for just standing there and gaping at the stranger, words failing her right up until he seemed to be making to leave. Blinking, the bright pink-haired woman from the distant future shook herself out of her dumbfounded state. "Now wait just a moment!" she cut in crossly, "You can't possibly - " But then, just like that, the man was...gone? In utter confusion Effie paused, glancing around as if trying to find a logical explanation for this little magic trick. Just who did he think he was, unceremoniously throwing her into a place like this? Had he given her any reason whatsoever to believe he was still here, she would've been sure to give him a nice long talking to. Undoubtedly, however, Effie was now alone.

Well. Not for long. She'd been too deeply lost in her indignant thoughts to notice the first of her so-called 'companions' arriving, buried under a pile of pillows and blankets. Right up until he started screaming profanities at the top of his lungs, of course - that served to catch her attention pretty quickly. Effie spun on her heel to face the newcomer, her jaw actually dropping open - less at the sight of him then the absolute fit he seemed to be throwing and the ungodly things that were coming out of his mouth. Never had she had the displeasure of hearing such filthy language - not even from the mouths of the most uncivilized children in the most remote of the Districts back home! Even the shirt he was wearing was utterly inappropriate! Never the less, no matter how unruly the man was being, it was a bit rude to gape at him so openly. So Effie promptly closed her mouth and blinked away her bewilderment in favor of a very appalled glare as he addressed her. Mentioning something about being dragged into an 'episode of Lazytown'. What on earth was that?

"...I am not sure where you think you have been 'dragged' that you deemed it acceptable to behave the way you just did, but honestly -" Every word she spoke dripped with disapproval, but she paused midway into her little rant upon noticing the approach of another stranger. A woman this time, with fluffy ivory hair and distinctively unusual golden eyes - there was something about her appearance that Effie couldn't quite put her finger on...she almost reminded her of someone she'd see in the Capitol, but that wasn't quite right either - odd. At the very least, however, she seemed a great deal more civil than the green-haired man did. That much was enough to allow the pink-haired woman to soften her irritable glaring as the woman introduced herself, and then paused expectantly to allow Effie to do the same.

"Effie Trinket," she responded finally, deciding it was safe enough to give at least that bit of information out. "Lovely to meet you as well, though...I do wish it were under slightly different circumstances. Er, " She spared a glance toward the profane man again, looking him up and down warily. "And I don't believe I caught your name either." Pausing a moment to allow him to introduce himself as well - though she half expected simply to be greeted with more violent swearing - Effie then turned back to Tanzanite in an attempt to address her previous question. "As for where we are...well..."

A sudden glance to the side made her hesitate before continuing. What was this? It seemed the man who'd stuck them all here certainly hadn't been lying when he'd mentioned that she'd have a few companions - not that Effie was particularly complaining. She hardly wanted to attempt the Labyrinth by herself. But the man who approached now was unfamiliar to her as well, and he looked fairly somber as he addressed them all with a question similar to Tanzanite's earlier one. He looked neither as blatantly hostile as the green-haired man, nor as deviously friendly as the woman with the amber eyes, but she didn't see much reason to be wary of him just yet - so she gave him a polite nod of greeting. "Ah, yes. Well actually...as I was just about to tell these two, we seem to have a bit of a...problem. Besides the obvious." she added, motioning to the labyrinth entrance in front of them.

"There was a strange man here, only a moment ago. He claimed to have brought me here - to the 'Realm of Dreams', as he put it - so I suppose it'd only make sense that he brought you all here as well, though he didn't give me any... motive ...whatsoever," Blinking back her irritation, Effie tsked a bit before continuing on, glancing at each of them in turn. "And - oh, I was hoping to be able to avoid going in...there, but...apparently the only way to escape is to solve the labyrinth." She drew a breath, for the first time looking vaguely worried. "...In nine hours."

[goblinking]

As soon as Jareth teleported himself back to his castle he took his place on his throne and started watching the four's progress. At the moment, they were being remarkably dull. Just standing around giving introductions. Perhaps he could try something new...

With a wave of his hand, the gateway to the Labyrinth opened and behind it was a small group of Firies. They were useful creatures, in Jareth's mind. Completely uncontrollable, yes, but useful. It was quite fun to see the people he sent into the Labyrinth deal with their unpredictable actions. Jareth laughed, watching the Firies ran about, causing chaos everywhere. The goblins surrounding him, however, were silent...

"Well?"

Suddenly the Goblins started with uproarious laughter, as if their King's command could actually force them to laugh.

---The Firies--

The Firies were, as always, having a hell of a good time. The four {SEE THAT, FAIL? FOUR} people around them just needed to chilly down and have a good time~

One of the Firies plucked his head off and started juggling it, before tossing it right at Effie with a laugh. "Got nothing to worry about~! he shouted, before hopping over and grabbing his head back.

{It's cool if you want to have the Firies do something C:}

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

Why mister punk she oh so sneakily tormented in the past was silent at this time was absolutely beyond her. This guy had QUITE the motor mouth after all! Maybe he was too busy trying to make sense of EVERYTHING despite the crazy life she knew he lived? Well whatever, it's not like she had to focus on this and there were more important matters at hand. Such as focusing on the pink haired woman and making certain not to be rude since there was no real reason to be what many mortals called `an ass`. For whatever ungodly reason, the one she knew as Jax Gardener was rude and taking his time to ignore the woman which was very far from being polite in the slightest! Didn't sound like he was treating her well either.

Guh...anyway...she offered a smile to the young woman who called herself Effie Trinket. Such an ADORABLE name to go with her sweet, tolerable little personality! With an oh so sweet smile in response to that, she continued making it a point to listen...yet...not lose her focus to their surroundings. Being in a foreign place that made it feel like her demonic powers were hiding under the blankets after a cup of hot cocoa and soup on a cold day...that meant damn near impossible to wake up...you know...her powers. A better area would have been best, but the demonic nurse would certainly work with the situation all the same. Ah and what was this? Their new arrival which was an older man who seemed to be out of their current, general age group.

He also appeared to be a little, if not pretty confused about this whole thing as well and was completely unaware of the details. Looked like being absolutely BAFFLED about the current situation at hand was oh so very far from being anything new and this was perfectly acceptable...let alone extremely easy to understand WHY. Even her little organ heists made more sense than just appearing somewhere! Conveniently enough though, the lovely Miss Trinket was already getting to that answer so she needn't clarify `I have NO IDEA what's going on either`. In fact...this response was probably best and far more informative than anything she'd have to offer! Bringing a gloved hand upon her cheek, she knew a bit a bout this place...but not enough to be very helpful. The Realm of Dreams is all she knew about...but the details....varied...and none seemed to match up to this place.

Oh well, she'd have to inform her fellow hellish comrades of all this knowledge later to add this place to the docket. That and they had to get out of here within nine hours or else what? Become residents? Looking just a little troubled, she showed it in her tone that there was an attempt at being hopeful with a slight smile to finish it all off, "My oh my...Effie...that certainly is a problem...however, I'll be accompanying you at the very least. Ah...and I doubt these two strong men will want to sit back and let two defenseless ladies, such as ourselves, wander about alone." Just as she finished those words up, she quickly turned her gaze toward the strange little creatures as soon as they made themselves known.

And...before she could say ANYTHING they tossed a HEAD at the pink haired woman! Making quick work to hop, skip and a jump on over, she balanced on one foot for a moment as she captured the head and chuckled with what appeared to be delight. Staring at it face to face while resting her heeled foot back down upon the floor....she cooed at it with a tender, almost devilish smile.... "Why hello there~! If we have nothing to worry about, does that mean we're going to have a grand ol' time following you little creatures...hmmm~?" Slightly tilting her head, the gaze she had locked on to its eyes was....almost saying `I have no qualms about cracking open your skull in the nicest way possible and then slice you open with whatever I can find to see what's inside <3` though! Most onlookers would just see her as trying to get them a little assistance.

"I mean...you and your little friends do plan on accompanying us as our lovely tour guides...don't you?"