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[goin-quackers.livejournal.com]

[The video starts and Donald is nowhere in sight... heck you can't hear him either, neither is Percy the pug for that matter. That's cause those two aren't anywhere near the computer.

However, after a few minutes, Meeko the raccoon comes into view. He has somehow gotten a hold of Donald's computer and is, uh, messing with it. Right now he's chewing on some keys that have come loose.

This will not end well...

Trippin' It Narnian Style [Also, Jenn is a Rambler]

[riverfox-237.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I'm gonna post a log/narrative for the second-half of my 'first day' soon explaining what I'm doing, but it's not done being written yet sooo yeah. This is little ol' faun-Me journaling after the fact]
[OOCx2: Also note: time is moving a lot faster in Narnia than outside, and Jenn isn't aware of it yet, so there will probably be some confusion there. Like her thinking four days have already gone by for the rest of ya'll. JSYK]

Hi again, all you people on this weird network...thing. Refugees, I guess you're called? Or we're called? Do I actually count since, I dunno, I guess Refugees is what they call all you world-savers out there who got thrown out of the world when it was taken over by Heartless. That's what these internet articles say, anyways. Please stop bugging me about how I missed the whole invasion thing, it's a bit or a sore spot on my self-esteem right now. Thanks.

But I digress.

Anyhoo...if anyone missed me the first time when I was freaking out, I'm Jenn...I just wound up here in Narnia about, what is it, four days ago now? Dang. Time flies when you're adjusting to being thrown into a magical fantasy world, haha. At least I'm not tripping over my hooves all the time now. And apparantly fauns are super agile and such, which is cool. I made a makeshift skirt, though, because there is something really disconcerting about not wearing pants, no matter what the customs of the species might be. The other fauns around here can think it's funny all they want. Aaand I digress again.

If anyone's interested, I'm doing okay...really missing home, but...well, I met the centaur Glenstorm (I know, Glenstorm, right? Pretty sure this is before Prince Caspian, if anyone's wondering), and, uh...to cut a long story short, he convinced me I should hang out around here and learn some self-defense skills. Apparantly I might actually end up helping you guys with whatever it is you do, and while the very idea scares the ever-living daylights out of me and I'll be oh-so-happy if he's wrong, I figure I can at least take some good advice and learn how to keep myself from getting killed if it does happen. Yay.

 Did you know centauresses are really good archers? They are. I'm actually learning archery. I don't even believe it. I finally get to learn archery and it only took getting tossed into Narnia to do it. At least I don't have to pay for the lessons other than helping out with chores and stuff, and even that means I get to learn some cool things about edible plants. There's also this faun named Melchior who's teaching me staff-fighting (thanks for the advice, Ren, I passed on the sword for now). So TWO pretty cool weapons that I've always wondered about learning. I have so many bruises and I almost shot out a beehive at close range yesterday, but progress is progress.

So yeah. I guess that's all there is to say...although, hey, do any of you guys have a magical cell phone or something? Because I do not know my own family's email addresses (agh don't say it) and I would really like to call my parents and let them know I'm alright. Pretty sure they wouldn't believe me, but at least they'd know I'm not dead.

Thanks again to all of you who stopped by my last post to try and calm me down; I really appreciate it. Is everyone else doing okay after this whole...whatever just happened? I'll stop by and journal again when I can, they're keeping me pretty busy.

Take care.

~Jenn H.

Weird.

[lostscore.livejournal.com]

Hey guys?

...for some reason, it's not as hot today...and I don't think this is because I'm getting 'used to the weather'.

Anyone else have any weird shit like this?

Voice Post

[lostscore.livejournal.com]

From Agrabah.

(OOC:...thought it'd be fun. My microphone sucks.)

(no subject)

[apollo-chase.livejournal.com]

He's shorter than I thought.

Anyway, it seems as if I landed right in the middle of HSM3 canon. The Efron and the crew are all attempting to put together this Senior Year musical (except the Efron is still going all "oh noes" over the whole Julliard thing). I've managed to convince Darbus and everyone else that I'm a college senior over at the University of Albuquerque, and am just visiting the high school to check out their "original" musical. Personally, I think it sucks, but kudos to being "original".

Sharpay gets on my last possible nerve, but she puts up with me because I am very much a musical theatre geek (I guess that's the only reason why Darbus is letting me hang around so much). I've offered my services as a "theatre major", and love critiquing this mess to a fault. The only person who hasn't gotten on my "KILL THEM LATER" list is Ryan...and maybe the Efron. Seriously. Fortunately, I haven't succumbed to the random bursts of cliched, pop-friendly songs.

Whatever deity is responsible for the world shifts - is this whole thing with HSM to make up for me writing that This is Not High School Musical?

Also, is anyone's gummi ship working? Because being trapped here is not exactly what I would call the best news in the world.

Edit: Um...has anyone heard from Kairi or Ari or Lilith or Josiah?

[locked from jalen]

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

decided to look around a little more today, maybe see if i could talk to the queen. with everyone else not themselves, chances are she won't want to take my head off for blinking at her, right? hopefully.

eventually found the hedge maze garden, and there's a bandersnatch. left my stop ammo and my slingshot back at the rabbit's house like an idiot. it's been so calm around here. had my sword though, so i drew that, and

it fucking BIT me. left arm. why always that one? overlapping my scar from the neo shadow. i got away easily enough 'cause it let go and backed away. my shirt's ruined and blood makes me sick. puncture wounds are no fun and can you believe i can't find a single potion in this damn house? it's all tied up though, and the bleeding stopped.

i'm gonna rest for a while, then i'm gonna go kick it's ass. damn thing's guarding something, i bet.

[Locked... and includes a random ramble for no good reason...]

[fox_the_kitsune]

It figures we'd get shifted before I could see the Moogles about replenishing my exploding arrows. I have three left. I have other arrows. Normal ones, for instance, and poison ones (both magical and non magical [no I do not wish to discuss the problems I had with the non magical ones]). I do want to eventually tag the Moogles about infusing them with other elements. Although, given the difficulty in retrieving spent arrows, maybe I should look into a spellblade type ability. Normal arrows are a lot cheaper to get and easier to make if I can't buy them for some reason.

What the hell, though? When did I start carrying a small arsenal on me? Sword, dagger, bow and arrows, light armor... I never got my bag of holding type item. Huh. I'll have to see to that when I get back to Radiant Garden.

I used two more exploding arrows here. There are a few monsters lurking around. I ran into a troll, actually. Looked the ones in the first two Final Fantasy games. I don't have any Ethers on me and one Elixir, which I'm trying to conserve. I figured the exploding arrows were a better option. Messy, but it worked.

Er, honestly? I'm kind of lost.

Roxas, stop IMing me. As soon someone has a ship available, they'll take you and the others to go help Kairi. Yeesh, I thought Sora would be more worried. Did I miss something?