@ Danielle P: Of course! If you could look back toward the bottom of page 10, there's an explanation of this RP. Basically, it's where we make a character related to somebody famous (no actresses, actors, singers, etc) in history. Don't worry if you get a little confused, we still confuse ourselves! But just read the explanation, and the first comment at the top of the page, go ahead and create your character!

@True: So sorry you're confused! Or were. You and I are now in a dungeon, in 1886. I just got here and you were separated from the others' time stream. The others know you're in here, but they have no idea I exist. Nazar (the evil guy who has us captive) wants our time tears, even if he has to kill us to get them. I recently swallowed one to keep him from noticing that I found one. He is coming down the stairs. Also, we are chained to the wall.

~Heun~

A time tear is not fun to swallow. Nothing happened though, which was a good thing. Just as Nazar leaned over to say something nasty, a small piece of paper fluttered out of his pocket. Just then, the voice of his nasty assistant came from upstairs.

"Lord Nazar? I need your help!"

"Coming, coming. And you, girls, don't go thinking that you're out of anything." And then he left. I reached as far as I could toward the scrap of paper. Just my luck! I thought. The paper was only 2 inches away from my fingertips! Then came another moment of my luck. A gust of wind from the barred window near Dora blew the paper into my outstreched hand. The tiny scrap had an address. "Hey Dora! Take this!" I said, blowing the paper to my companion. Dora caught it, and I saw a black girl's face at Dora's window. "Meredith! Take this... It might be important... and while you're there, can you find a way to get us out? Oh, this is Heun Rhee, from South Korea in 1948. She found this out of Nazar's- Nazar? He's the creep who has us in this place. Anyhow, it fell out of his pocket. You've got to help us!"

Jesse Telsa

I held a lightbulb, running through passages and hallways leading to no where. Oh, how did I get myself into this! Just a few seconds ago I was having lunch with my family and holding one of the light bulbs my great great (eyc.) grandpa made. And then suddenly poof! I disappeared into this dungeon-like place. I ran farther, hearing guards trying to get me. Suddenly I felt hands reach to my neck and I was pulled by a strange man. "Aha! Another one! Bring her into the cellar!" I was pulled by my hair, and I screamed and tried to wrench myself away. But I knew it was no use. The man opened a door, and I was kicked into a small room. Someone chained me up next to some girls. I looked around wide-eyed. The man smiled evily and said, "I want your time tear." 

@Danielle P. Yay! a new friend! Jesse is AWESOME in my opinion. Welcome to the basement. dun dun dun...

 ~Heun~

"I want your time tear," Nazar snarled down at a short girl with windswept brown hair, newly chained to the wall. Thank goodness Meredith had gotten away from the window in time! The girl looked back at him, wide-eyed. "What? T-time tears? I d-don't have a t-time t-tear," The girl stammered. "I d-don't even know what they are! Now GO AWAY!" My new friend was evedently brave, and slightly bossy. Nazar stepped back quickly. He had been evedently startled by her sudden outburst of screeching. "Stupid girl! How DARE you tell me what to do?! You'll pay for this! Just you wait! I'll get you, I'll get you alllllll!!!!!!!" Nazar backed up the stairs under the new girl's glare. "I'm Jesse Tesla. You?"

Cappie says "zenb" which leads me to belive that he(she/it?) is stressed and wants to be relaxed, zen style. 

~Meredith~

A paper. That was all we had now. A paper with a single address, passed to me by Dora out the barred prison window. Where had it come from? How had Dora gotten hold of it? And what was the significance of "14 Cobberton Drive, London- possible lead?" I dropped on my stomach to peer in the ground-level window again, hoping to signal Dora or that Heun girl until I saw Dora waving frantically at me to get out of the way. I pulled back just enough to be less noticeable, then risked a look in. A man whose clothes might have been a noble's from that medieval city was handling a brown-haired girl rather roughly, forcing her down into the prison. I heard them shouting about time tears. Time tears! That probably meant the new inmate was a time traveler as well! The man pulled a knife on the new girl. She responded by slapping him, which wasn't the smartest move (but, come to think of it, that was probably what I would have done in the same situation). 

Then, wonder of wonders, a familiar white light blazed through the prison! I could hear the man's anguished howl and a female-sounding scream, and then the man was left kneeling on the ground, knife in hand. The rest of the room was empty. I decided I'd seen enough and stood up, noting as I turned around that Dehlia looked concerned. Autumn peeked through the window at the mostly-desertd room, then stood up hurriedly as she noticed the man still there. "Where are they?" seemed to be the rallying cry. Rose put forth the theory that they were at 14 Cobberton Drive, London. Dehlia disagreed, saying that it was unlikely they'd ended up there. We argued for a few minutes over the likelihood that the three from the prison knew where they were going, until I realized that Diana hadn't said a word the whole time. She had the look of someone who, by long thought and deliberation, was slowly teasing out the solution to a difficult problem. She looked up at the bickering group, and said once she'd caught Dehlia's attention, "I think I know how to find out where they are."