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"No! She's on her own out there. This is her own dammed fault anyways." Cecelynn was panicking, truely panicking. Their wishes couldn't possible have come true... Could they have? No! Magic is not and has never been real! Cece was starting to hyperventilate, she had to calm down. Had to calm down.. Calm down... Calm down.... 

"Okay, obviously I must be dreaming. This is all a dream. There's definitly not four hot guys in my house. That's crazy talk. It's just a dream." she said outloud, "Hey, you, can you pinch me please? I need to wake up." she asked the man next to her, while she held out her arm to him.

Luxord was clearly trying to ignore her panic, but it was hard. She was being rather loud, after all. He flinched and covered his ears, waiting for any sign of her getting quieter. Once she stopped yelling, he removed his hands and watched her. (And yes. All that over one word.)
Alright, maybe he wasn't freaking out quite as badly as her.
"Definitely not. There's just one hot guy in your bedroom." He said, moving to pinch her as he did so. He has no actual emotions, he doesn't care!
"Meanwhile, I've alive and have my own... Well, sort of have my own consciousness. I'm pretty certain this isn't a dream, love."

"But... But... That means this isn't a dream. Which means this is reality... And I really do have a fictional hot guy in my room. And I really do have three fictional hot guys out there... This is almost too much for one girl to take, you know?" she said, mostly talking to herself. "Well, might as well get over it and figure out what's going on. Let's go back out there and find Venice, maybe we'll catch her before she wakes up and I can slowly explain the situation to her." Cecelynn decided she needed to calm down and think as rationally as she could. It would not make a good first impression on anyone if she kept freaking out like that. With a few last calming breaths, she slowly unlocked the door.

"You can read minds?"

"I guess so."

"What am I thinking?"

"Where's the rum?"

Jack's eyes widened, and he quickly got up off of the table. That was weird. "Do you have any other... super powered friends?" He asked, heading off in the direction of the living room.

Veni and Dori were just following along, one a little more.... forced, than the other.

Meanwhile, two certain men got up off of their spots on the floor, one looking positively disturbed while the other was just joyfully curious.

Loki headed towards the door while the Doctor picked up the papers on the floor and put them back in their original space. He even had to pick up that one he previously reached for. The harp was an evil harp. The harp hurt his hand.

Once he was done, he noticed Loki was almost out the door, and he rushed by. He had to protect his new companion! Who knows what mysterys could lie in wait!

... He certainly wasn't expecting a small group of what appeared to be regular people- And, well, a very dirty looking man in very odd attire. And one in a suit. And a man in a very dark cloak. Not to mention the man he woke up with was dressed in some sort of armor.
There was also an abundance of men, and just two women. One seeming to just be walking out.
Oh well.

"Oh, hello!"

Cecelynn looked towards her room mate for a few seconds, then she nodded her head at him and with a determined look on her face she opened the door. 

After a moment of standing there, she decided to take in the scene. Three men apparently sleeping on the floor in front of her, to the right of her she could see who she knew to be Jack Sparrow coming from the kitchen, followed by Venice who was dragging along a man she didn't recognize. Then almost  simultaneously, Gambit who was on the floor lept up in a fighting pose, which jarred Jasper into awakeness and he also lept up into a fight pose, which was then followed by Jonathon Crane slowly(compared to the other two) making his way up. Not even two seconds after that the door to Cecelynn's music room opened and out walked a man who could only be the 10th Doctor. As soon as the Doctor was out the door he called out a cheerful greeting.

Cece couldn't help but greet him with her own cheerful "Hello." that was the first time she had smiled since she woke up that morning.

But then from behind the Doctor walked out Loki, and her smile was quickly wiped away. What had she done?

Venice was just happily pulling the poor man along, when she stopped short. Seeing two men jump up at that speed- Not really something somebody wants to see. She barely recognized one of them, but the other she knew instantly. And then seeing the third man after what seemed like a really slow action of him getting off the ground, her heart stopped.

She certainly knew that face.

Who to be more excited for? Doriatt, Scarecrow, Jack, or- 
Holy crap that's the Doctor.
As if she wasn't having enough fangirling problems.

- - - - 

The Doctor smiled back cheerfully at the woman, as he made his way to the two men. "Now now- There is to be no fighting in this..." He looked around, "House? Yes, I believe this is a house. There's to be no fighting in this house! A friendly rivalry is alright. How about that? Seems a really nice alternative."

Meanwhile, Jack just watched the entire scene with a really odd look on his face,
Doriatt watched the Doctor with curiosity, believing him already to be insane. You don't just walk up and get into the faces of two people who look ready to battle!

And Loki noticed that smile drop from Cece's face. He smirked lightly at her, sending a small little wave. Perhaps she'd heard of him? Good. Means he was getting somewhere in the bloody midgardian world. Means he's a step closer to ruling them.

Gambit looked around, he was looking for any signs that he was back in that horrible lab. While he was still accessing the situation, the guy that was laying next to him jumped up. At those speeds, Gambit knew he had to be a mutant as well, and by the looks of it, he wasn't happy to be here either. Which made him assume that the third guy on the floor was also a mutant brought here against his will.

Gambit quickly turned away from his fellow mutants, and towards the guy who was calmly walking towards them. He was saying that there was to be no fighting. He was used to these types, the "friendly" scientists, the ones they would send in to be your friend and try and calm you down. 'I'm not falling for it this time.' Gambit thought, before he reached into his pocket and found his trusty deck of cards..

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Cecelynn seeing Loki wave towards her made her heart skip. Not because Loki waved at her, but because Loki must have noticed her reaction to him. That was not good, she didn't want to much power going to Loki's head. With a small smiled sent back in response to his wave, she turned her head towards the Doctor and the three other males.

That's when she noticed Gambit reaching where he should not be reaching. Quickly she walked over towards the guys, standing a little behind the Doctor. Hey, she's not stupid enough to stand right in front of a mutant who is known to blow stuff up.

"Hey there," Cecelynn greeted. "please calm down. We can explain everything. We are not on The Island. You're safe in my home in _________. That goes for you too Jasper." she said, looking towards the vampire.

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Right away Gambit brought his hand out of his jacket. He wasn't sure if she was telling the truth, but she looked as stressed and confused as he felt. Plus, Stryker never had much use for female scientists, he was sexist like that, so that made him believe her a little more. He didn't believe her enough not to sneak some cards up his sleeve though, just in case.

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Jasper believed the woman right away. He even believed in the sincerity of the man. He could feel their emotions coming from them, there was no hateful intent from anyone in the room except one. He quickly pulled himself out of a fight stance and into a more relaxed one. This whole thing was just so... Odd..

"Oh, you know these men?" The Doctor asked, looking at the woman behind him. "What's The Island?" He looked at her incredulously, confused on how this normal girl knew of a place he didn't. Was she /not/ a normal, regular- but always important- woman in... He brought his sonic screwdriver out, scanning her. In her 20's? And from the looks of it, this was a dorm. A really nice dorm, but a dorm. 

Venice, meanwhile, just kept looking between the men in the room. 
Luxord, she wished for, but she had no chance with because he didn't have a heart- Well, unless the fanfictions could become reality too-
Gambit, she did not wish for, and while she held interest in him, she knew she couldn't- or /shouldn't/ try and go for him, because he was her friend's wish.
Jasper, she could go for. But he's also a Vampire. And Vampires can kill. And he's married. So probably not much chance-

Stop judging- A fangirl tends to do this in her spare time anyway, you know. So now she /has/ to. They are /real/. /Really real/.

Loki- Nobody has a chance with Loki. Dear god no. You have to be logical about these things.
Jack Sparrow? Same as with Loki. He's just not the kind of person to settle down and have one girl.
The Doctor? He'd outlive us all and it would make him sad. Can't make him sad! That would just be sad!
Jonathan? Well- He might have a soft spot somewhere in him. Maybe. He's a villain, so it's hard to imagine, but we never get to see the guy behind the villain, so we can't really say he's /not/ an option.
And Doriatt? He's engaged to the woman of his dreams. There's no chance for that- /Unless/... Can she maybe write that out? Change him around? Just... Make him /not/ engaged to Regam?
She's going to have to get back on Facebook and roleplay later.
She has to test this out.

"Well, Doctor, I know all of these men. It's really kinda hard to explain. I think after we all calm down we should go sit and discuss what happened." Cecelynn said in reply to the Doctor, who was in the proccess of scanning her with his sonic screwdriver. She had to fight to hold in a squeal that was threatening to escape her. The Doctor was scanning her with his sonic screwdriver! It was amazing!

Anywho..

"Could all the guys please go sit over here," she gestured towards main room. "Nobody is an enemy here, so please don't fight each other." As most of the guys were walking over there, Cecelynn noticed that there was not near enough seating for them all. She walked over to the dining room and grabbed two of the four chairs by the.. broken table. 'Who broke the table?!' she angrily thought, before taking some calming breaths. 'Oh, well, keep calm, we'll deal with this later.' She headed back to the group with her chairs.

"Someone go get the other two chairs please. We still won't have enough sitting room, but it'll have to do." Cecelynn said.

The Doctor was completely oblivious to the fangirling before him, as he read the sonic device. Meanwhile, Doriatt picked up on it easily. About 900 years of living- And not just that. 900 years of trying to get women to 'fangirl' over him. And usually succeeding. He knew the signs of a woman holding it back, just as he did a woman who was not. And it seemed to be triggered by- ... Was that a screwdriver?

Luxord and The Doctor were the two to head to the couch first. One being used to taking orders, the other not objecting to whatever he was told.

Doriatt started heading over to the kitchen, while Loki stood stubbornly in his spot. He's not about to do just anything this mortal woman wants of him.

Jack was making his way to the couch, followed by Venice, when Doriatt stopped and cleared his throat. "You know, I wasn't the one to break the table." He said, looking straight at Jack.

"Nobody said you were, mate." Jack spoke in confusion, "Have you gone daft?"

"Oh, no, of course not- I was just thinking that, since I wasn't the one to break the table, I shouldn't be the one to pick up it's companions."

(The Doctor smiled at the word, not even bothering to hold it back. It seems the Table and him have a lot in common... Well, maybe not a lot... Well... Kind of... Well... Not really...)

"But I've al- We've all already sat down! You're halfway there, I don't see why you can't do it. It's pretty clear nobody's going to fess up to it."

"I'm thinking there's no reason for fessing up to it. I'm thinking it's pretty clear that everyone has a good sense of who it was."

((The Father in Dori is coming out. Oh no Jack

Jack run))

Despite the warning from his Admin, Jack did not run.

"Wasn't I."

"Would you please just come get these chairs?"

"But-"

"Just do it. No buts."

Reluctantly, Jack got up from his seat and began a long trek to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Doriatt decided to go to the couch, squeezing between an overjoyed Venice and a man in glasses who had been surprisingly silent.

Yeah

Dori just did that

He doesn't care how uncomfortable that may have been

But at least it can fit four people now, instead of three!

Overly friendly Doriatt has a way of doing that.

Cecelynn was the last one to head to the main room-well, besides Mr. Stubborn over there- where she took the last remaining wooden chair. Accessing the room, she saw that Jonathan, Doriatt, Venice, and the Doctor, were all squeezed into the three seater couch; Jack had taken up the arm chair, Luxord was on the wooden chair to her left and Jasper on the wooden chair to her right. 

"Okay, first of all, I think we should start with introducing ourselves. My name is Cecelynn" and so it begins...

"Beautiful name fitting for a beautiful woman," The man smiled at the redhead, before turning to the group. He was sure to be the one to introduce himself after her. "I am Doriatt Valentino, bache- No longer bachelor, with great hair and tons of money, but willing friend and flirt."
Shhhhhh
Don't judge him
That's how he answers the phone all the time
Jack, meanwhile, had been spreading himself out across the chair. An arm here, a leg here, sword hilt jabbing into his side there, honestly had the slightest resemblance of a spider laying in it's own web. If that web were a kingdom that it really wanted others to know it ruled. He smirked lazily at the man who spoke, "Ah, tough luck there, son. You shouldn't have let yourself be tied down. Meanwhile, I am Captain Jack Sparrow, free as the sparrow that my name and arm suggests. But only to the women-" He added the last bit in as an afterthought, sitting up straight and crossing his legs as he checked any of the men's faces for any horrible sign that they had been interested.
"I am Venice, like the city in Italy. I... Like cats?" Venice piped up, watching Jack with both amusement and a fangirling eye. Come on. That was such a thing the lovable Jack Sparrow would do!
"I'm the Doctor!" He left his introduction short and sweet, not knowing how to really explain himself better than that. Any more, they would have to figure out for themselves.
Luxord was the last to speak, though it took him a couple of seconds. He really didn't understand why they were bothering with this. "I am Luxord, Number 10 of Organization 13, The Gambler of Fate." He kept it strictly on a fact basis, no gloating, just speaking what could possibly been needed of him.

Notice that Loki has said nothing. He's just watching us all with a judging eye.

"Jonathon is my name. I practice psychology and psychiatry at the Arkham Asylum in Gotham City. I'm also a Judge on the side. I handle my duty very fairly and justly. I also like cats." Jonathon was never very good at groud discussions, he was always more comfortable in a one on one session, especially when he had his "happy" gas. 

"I am Remy. I was born in New Orleans, Louisiana." Gambit still did not trust these people complety, and for his own safety thought it best not to devulge too much information. 

"My name is Jasper." was all Jasper felt the need to say at the moment.

"That guy standing over there glaring is Loki. You're just going to have to ignore him, he's not too friendly." Cecelynn felt the need to introduce Loki, since he didn't seem to be making any move to do it himself.

Venice?
Venice was perhaps having a little bit of a fangirl heart attack.
He just agreed with her.
Oh my god.
He said he /also/ likes cats.
He only said that because she said it.
She's already made an impact in his life, even if just the slightest bit of one.
/He also likes cats/.

Loki was just watching them with a glaring eye, believing he was going unnoticed. They all seemed relatively happy, no need to worry about the man in the doorway. Yet. He smirked, a plan already forming in his head. He would go to the capitol of this city, and he would take down the one who ruled first. That way no one can stand in his way. Afterwards, he would g-
Hearing his name snapped him out of his thoughts, as he looked to the woman in question. Narrowing his eyes, he centered his glare on her. How did she know his name? Sure, she could have heard of him before, but she shouldn't have known who he was!
This earn his suspicion, and he kept a wary eye on her as he walked over. He stood beside the couch, on the side closest to her, just so that he can make sure she had no other tricks up her sleeve.
"I am Loki, ruler of Asgard."
He'd gotten used to the title, even if it felt a bit strange to say /Loki/, ruler of Asgard. It felt odd even being outside of the mask that was his adoptive father.

"Not to interrupt, but... Do any of you know how exactly this came to happen? I was traveling to Ashelopia when I suddenly hit my head on the control pannel and blacked out. Next thing I know, I'm picking up music sheets. Really nice songs."

As Loki was walking closer to them, Cecelynn almost gave up her seat, almost. Then she realized just how much that would go to his already inflated head, and decided agaisnt it. She looked towards him as he introduced himself and gave a nod of acknowledgement. She might not want anymore ego to go to his head, but she sure didn't want him to smite her to not being respectful.

Now to answer the Doctor's question, the hardest question there is. 

"Okay, well..... It's really kinda difficult to explain. There was this wishing well that we threw coins into. We didn't really know what to wish for, so we just thought of our favorite characters. We had no idea it would really work! It's madness." Cecelynn said, trying to explain as best she could. "Venice, do you think you could explain this any better?" she said, trying to pass The Question on to her dormmate.

"...Characters?" The voice of a certain dirty man spoke up from the chair, confused at this notion. He knew what characters were, having grown up on tales created purely from people's imaginations. He was no character.

"Well- I can /try/- Uh- Ha-" She gave a short little nervous laugh, not knowing where to begin. "See... In this world, in this universe, you are all... Fiction. Amazing, /amazing/ works of fiction. Take Jonathan here, the genius that he is. Perhaps... Not really the... Best man to ever walk the earth, but he's a genius and he's amazing."

Using Jonathan's just a little nod to their mutual respect. Talk about cats, talk about him. She's got this. She's not freaking out. No, not at all.

"We're fans of all of you. Somebody in here was actually... A figment of one of /our/ imagination. I know the concept's a little.. Uh, hard to... grasp... But surely you'll either come to live with it in time, or you'll start to understand. We can even sit down and have a marathon of your movies, or games, or whatever you came from! I specifically like The Dark Knight, Avengers, Doctor Who and Pirates of the Caribbean." All this time, a blush had been forming on her cheeks. It only grew at this announcement. "I'm sure you know which movie is yours. See, what happened, was... We were going home. I saw a wishing well and, hey, wasting money is nothing compared to the magic that it apparently held! It was just a silly little kid's wish, to be surrounded by the men that she looks up to for their smarts, personalities- ... Looks... We didn't mean to, we swear!"

"You're saying we're all from... someone's imagination? That's interesting..." coming from a mutant world, Gambit had a pretty easy time grasping that they were transported to another dimension. It happens all the time back home.

'This doesn't make any sense. They feel like they're sincere.. But maybe they only think that's what happend. This whole thing is very odd.' Jasper, not really quite believing that's what happened, chose to stay quiet and watch.

Jonathon felt a little bit of a blush coming to his cheeks from Venice's blatant complements.

"How much do you ladies know about us?" he wasn't sure if he should believe them, but he couldn't risk them knowing he was the Scarecrow. If they somehow knew about that, he would have to dispose of them. Which would actually be pretty fun, watching the woman next to him live out her worst fears. What a beautiful sight that would be! 

Venice looked over at Jonathan, silently watching him. How much /did/ they know about him? How much did he /want/ them to know. Suddenly taking into realization that the man she just went on about is, in fact, a villain, her breath stopped short.
That doesn't mean she stopped fangirling, oh no, not at all.
She just also realized that this man can probably kill them all if he wanted- Or at least, most of them.
He's super powerful for a human-
Well there goes her last remaining sanity.
"We know..." She said, that blush never failing to stick to her face like glue. She's in a room with 8 very attractive guys, some /immortal/, and she just had to /explain something to them/? Something /she/ knew and /they didn't/? She felt positivially giddy. 
But she had to focus on the task at hand; not ignoring Jonathan's question. Should she let it be known to the entire group that he's an insane... genius, who caught Batman /on fire/? Who will kill, ship illegal substances, send people to the insane asylum- /Literally/ send people to the insane asylum? 
"We know what you have told about yourself- Well, except the cat thing. Never knew you were a cat person." She just keeps getting stuck on the cat thing. "And we know that you... We know who you are... It doesn't go into much detail on your average life, but it does elaborate in..." She cleared her throat, hoping that none of the men would understand exactly what she was trying to say- Not that they would really care- "Certain areas- Cece, did you know we managed to get three or four men in our home that may injure us in some way?"
Having taken in her own explanation, it was now dawning on her /who/ they just brought in. But they had the Doctor, right? He's good at protecting. And running. Mostly running.

First, we have The Doctor.

"There is to be no fighting here. If you start a fight with anybody in this house, you get put in time out." Of course, The Doctor didn't feel /too/ threatened. At least not yet. He was sitting there calmly in his chair, a strict expression on his face threatening to break and turn into a grin. "So... You trapped us all here? No Tardis or anything?" He had to be sure they didn't, like, wake up with his blue majestic box in bed or something. "All because you have a little crush on us?" There it went. There's that dorky grin. Ruining his in-control-composure. "Ladies, I know I must be irresistable, but you can't go altering time and space just for me!"

Then Luxord.

He sat in quiet contemplation, knowing that he had to be on the list of 'bad' men. He just didn't know who the others were. "So you brought us here based on our looks?" Ignoring that 'And smarts, and personalities' thing. He didn't understand that part. "I understand that you had maybe wanted a quick..." He looked the two women up and down, taking in the fact that they looked a little young. To him, anyway. "Make out session? But at least I know /I/ have some business that I need to take care of. Superior will not be pleased to know I've left my station."

Loki.

The man stood, still watching the woman he had to be cautious of while he took in the meaning behind the strange haired woman's words. It wasn't a completely unheard of thought. "Do you know how to get us back?" He asked before removing his gaze from the redhead. "I don't know if you missed it, but I do have a kingdom to rule."

Doriatt.

While he may never have traveled through time and space, or to other diminsions, he knew to just go with it. The longer he lived, the stranger life seemed to get all the time. With Venice already in reach, he just found it hilarious and flattering that they would go through with this. Forgetting the subject completely, he wrapped an arm around the female. "I /am/ pretty damn amazing. I understand why you'd have me on the list, but what about the others? Was I not enough? If you truly know me, then you'd know I'm enough for any number of women."
"Holy hell-"
"Taken back by my magnificence and grace? I know, I sometimes am too."

Then Jack Sparrow.

Oh, Jack Sparrow.

The poor little pirate, who not only is surrounded by technology and things that came to existance in the way, way future- But now he's being told that he's not even in the same /universe/.
"So- Are you saying that this is like.. Davy Jones' locker? None of it is... real?" He was having a difficult time grasping the subject, and was in disbelief once he realized that nobody else seemed to be having trouble with it. 
"I mean-"
He took a second to calm himself the best he could, getting back into his pose on the chair. "I completely understand what you mean, love. No need to explain the situation again- But... If there /were/... What exactly would you say?"