Linda Danvers ☩ Supergirl (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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paradisalogs2013-08-15 06:44 pm
nottallerordead) wrote in paradisalogs2013-08-15 06:44 pm
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I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
Who: Linda Danvers and you
What: A new arrival scopes out the pretty prison
When: Nowish
Where: All over the first floor
Rating: PG
The journal was tucked under Linda's arm as she walked slowly through the lobby of the admittedly gorgeous castle. Nothing was attacking her, and it really did all look perfectly innocent. You know. By gorgeous castle standards. Like she knew anything about gorgeous castle standards.
She didn't even remember that she was in costume until she felt the blonde hair of her wig brush against her neck as she turned her head. How did she get here? What was she doing an hour ago? And what sort of freaky magic did the journal use to make sounds and images come out of it like some sci-fi fantasy mishmash? She didn't want to mess with it until she was sure that there weren't any angels, demons, or otherwise divinely affiliated entities involved in her arrival here. Somebody else was the Earth Angel of Fire now, right? So they had no business with her. Not that that had ever stopped them in the past.
She gave the suspicious once-over to every person she passed in those luxurious halls. Where they a part of whatever this weirdness was, or just like her, lost and really confused? And now that she thought of it... she was totally going to get fired if she didn't find a way home soon.
[ooc | She'll been wandering around, so feel free to meet her anywhere on the first floor of the castle inside or out! ]
What: A new arrival scopes out the pretty prison
When: Nowish
Where: All over the first floor
Rating: PG
The journal was tucked under Linda's arm as she walked slowly through the lobby of the admittedly gorgeous castle. Nothing was attacking her, and it really did all look perfectly innocent. You know. By gorgeous castle standards. Like she knew anything about gorgeous castle standards.
She didn't even remember that she was in costume until she felt the blonde hair of her wig brush against her neck as she turned her head. How did she get here? What was she doing an hour ago? And what sort of freaky magic did the journal use to make sounds and images come out of it like some sci-fi fantasy mishmash? She didn't want to mess with it until she was sure that there weren't any angels, demons, or otherwise divinely affiliated entities involved in her arrival here. Somebody else was the Earth Angel of Fire now, right? So they had no business with her. Not that that had ever stopped them in the past.
She gave the suspicious once-over to every person she passed in those luxurious halls. Where they a part of whatever this weirdness was, or just like her, lost and really confused? And now that she thought of it... she was totally going to get fired if she didn't find a way home soon.
[ooc | She'll been wandering around, so feel free to meet her anywhere on the first floor of the castle inside or out! ]
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He shakes his head.
"Never heard of it. I'm from Amity Park. The name's Danny Phantom, by the way."
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"I'm Supergirl. Where is Amity Park?"
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Danny grins. "Oregon. Kind of the middle of nowhere. And ghost capital of the world."
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