Rough Night

[wannabedisney]

(Some time long long ago, Charlie managed to find that magical door on accident in the Nexus. She fell in and it sent her back to Hell and into her hotel. And during all this time, Charlie continued to live her life normally there. But back home, things got pretty rocky. So much has happened to her with Pentagram City being under attack, being blackmailed, kidnapped, hotel closing then reopening, friendship drama, relationship drama, accidentally cheating on her partner, and much more. It's safe to say that Charlie was way overdue for some sort of break from all the madness in Hell and it seemed that the Nexus decided to grant her that wish.)

(Before appearing back, Charlie had been drinking. Quite heavily, in fact. She really needed a night where her mind could just shut the hell up for once. And she was stumbling through town until she finally made it to her hotel. But when she opened the door to let herself in, Charlie was suddenly back at the Plaza - however it didn't register for her at first until she tripped over a beanbag chair. Thankfully it caught her fall as she just face planted into it.)

(The Princess just lied there for a good few minutes; extremely still. One would think she probably fell asleep but...no, she didn't. In time though, Charlie rolls off the chair -- now on her back on the ground. Finally, she speaks but her tone a little slurred.)

A-Anyone have a trashcan? Or water? ....I think I'm gonna barf.

Lockdown Brings out Old muses

[highfunctioning_sociopath]

[ooc: his current timeline is pre-"Final Problem", also rusty muse is rusty, apologies.]

There's a new person in the Nexus today. A very confused new person, who isn't sure exactly how he got here. Could be drugs. No, it can't be drugs. He has been more or less in lockdown during his detox, unable to access any drugs of any kind. John isn't even allowing him paracetamol right now. Which makes his detox headaches nearly too much to handle. Maybe that's what this place is...

Could be his mind palace, though it has never appeared like this before. He shakes his head to clear it of that idea.

He looks around, with complete confusion on his features. He reads the signs and takes in the population wandering around. None of it really takes away the confusion upon his features. He's not sure how to react to the information he's being flooded with...

His lips twitch as a song comes to mind. Lestrade had been the last person he remembered 'babysitting' him. He had brought a collection of music for them to listen to, so they could pass the time. So, one of those lyrics came to mind "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?"