I think we're not in Fix it Felix Jr anymore(open)

[felix]

Fix it Felix Jr was happy in his own game. He would leave every night after the arcade closed to hitch a ride to the station to see his wonderful and beautiful, not to mention a complete bad ass of a wife, Calhoun, who was from the game Hero’s Duty. He loved that woman and just because she was programed with a bad past, that doesn’t mean she could have a bad future. Felix just wanted to be in her future and was happy that she had decided to marry him.

Felix waited for Ralph, who was his best man and didn’t seem to be around.

“gosh, he must already be there.” Felix said to himself, in his southern accent, as he hopped on the train and waited for it to take him through the tunnel to the station.

That’s not how it happened though. Felix ended up somewhere else, somewhere new, somewhere he didn’t know. That made the little man a bit nervous. Felix started walking around, leaving his hammer at his side. He didn’t want to fix something that could potentially prove a risk.

Felix had ended up at the entrance to a town. “Aldeon, Jiminy Jaminy!” Felix said, realizing he wasn’t in his game anymore.

Fix it Felix stood there and started thinking. He didn’t want his game to be shut down, not now since it had become super popular. He also didn’t want to be here because he was without his wife, Calhoun. He looked around, completely nervous and not knowing what to do next.

[Elphaba]

The wood creaked beneath the strength of her fingers. The twisted oak groaning its protest as its mistress fueled more magic into the already gnarled wood. Her fingers flexed, tightening again, a screech from her right catching her attention. The winged monkey flew beside her, heavy wings beating against the air as he struggled to keep up with her furious pace. Sora. One of her oldest and most beloved companions. She had been with her for centuries. It was the only one she dare bring here for now, not until she found more information.

She guided the broom down, long black cloak fluttering behind her, snapping and cracking as the wind whipped through it. Sora dove beside her, fingers outstretched, claws drawn. A city, large enough to match the Emerald City. her eyes narrowed, unearthly blue flickering in their displeasure. A thick cobblestone path was leading the way to the city and she landed with practiced ease upon the stones. The black dress, made of mismatched patterns, sewn together in mismatched patterns, hugged her upper body and hung in random tatters, shielding the rest. Her broom was clutched strong and sturdy, held by thing green fingers to match the rest of her complexion.

Sora thumped, her heavy body, smashing against the earth. Elphaba waited. The creature bounded forward, leaping up, digging its back legs into the strings of her corset and holding onto her shoulder with its front legs. Wings flapped ceaselessly before folding against her back. Sora remained still, perched upon her back, tail flickering back and forth. Elphaba walked forward. She no longer cared what people thought of her, she no longer hid her true colors. Wicked through and through. An overly excited voice had her bristling, Sora shifting, wings spreading from her place upon her back.

"Who goes there?! Reveal yourself!" She snarled, in no mood for games or folly. She was supposed to be in Oz not... here. Wherever here was.

[felix]

Fix it Felix was really confused. Was he in another game? He wondered if that’s what happened, on accident. Maybe all he had to do was find the train back and he could be home in a flash. That’s what he had decided on. He just needed somewhere to go so that he could get there. The arcade game character looked around. Yeah, there were all sorts of directions that he could go and none of them really made sense to the guy. He let out a sigh. Felix still needed to come up with a plan.

Then he had heard the voice of a woman. He turned around and saw the back of a woman dressed in black. Maybe she could tell him where he is.

“excuse me ma’am, but can you tell me where I am? Is this another game from the arcade and could you tell me if I had made a mistake at the station, please?” Fix it Felix had asked in his southern accent, politely. He was never rude to anyone and he had no reason to believe that this woman was hostile, not yet anyway.

Felix had a kind smile on his face as he waited for the woman to turn around.

[Elphaba]

Elphaba stood tense, ready, waiting. All of Oz hated her, would kill her given the chance, but this wasn't Oz... she doubted she would be met with kindness regardless. She was a witch, the Wicked Witch of the West, despite the fact that she had done no wrong...yet, but that did not mean she wasn't prepared too, Oz was divided they had needed a common enemy and they had chosen her. She looked the part and rumors spread fast, but that was neither here nor there. She could sense someone near by, could hear the odd timbre of their voice and she wanted answers.

A voice sounded behind her and she whirled around, long dark hair whipping behind her as blue eyes narrowed in on the small man before her. He was dressed so...oddly and he was so small and he looked so strange. She clutched her broomstick tighter, could feel magic bubbling beneath her skin and resisted the urge to start casting. He was attempting to be polite and she would not repay kindness with discourtesy... that didn't mean she would go skipping through the fields with him, but she wouldn't be rude.

"I know not of which you speak. I come from the Land of Oz, there are many games there but none that require a...station? I don't know where we are, I was dragged here from my world." Her tones were a touch cold. She was not precisely happy to be away but there was little she could do about it now, and it was obvious that this man was suffering the same fate as she, but the question remained... why?

[felix]

Fix it Felix jr looked at the lady when she turned around. She had green skin and wore all black and had raven black hair that whipped around as she turned to face the Fixer. He had never seen any girl like her before, not even in some other game. She was quite stunning in Felix’s eyes. She seemed a bit angry but she didn’t lash out at him or was even rude to him one bit. Felix thought that maybe she could help him more, be willing to answer some questions that Felix might have for her.

She had told him that she didn’t know what he was talking about and that she is from the Land of Oz. she had also said that she doesn’t know where they are and that she was dragged here from her own world. Felix looked at her and he smiled his cheeky smile.

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I’m Fix it Felix Jr, it’s a pleasure to meet you!” Felix said to her with a smile on his face.

[Elphaba]

Eyes the color of ice and just as cold, watched him with tension ringing in her shoulders, her posture was tense, she wished she had a few of her monkeys with her. They were never far away and she could summon them in an instant, as soon as this man went on his merry way she would do as such. She would never admit it but her monkey gave her strength, gave her courage, gave her power. They gave her the strength to keep fighting, to be strong they were her greatest and only allies. She braced herself for insult, for ridicule. It no longer phased her, her heart was black and twisted from years of neglect and abuse. This world would be no different, she knew it to be true.

His words, however, stunned her for only a moment, he seemed to ponder over his words for a brief moment before answering her, but he spoke no evil or cruel intent, he did not mock or talk down to her and for a brief spell she was at a loss for what to do. Glinda was the only one who had ever been kind and he was certainly not Glinda. She lingered in silence, for a brief period, to long to be polite, her fingers, long and slender, flexing upon the handle of her broom.

"Elphaba, my name is Elphaba. I am... sorry you are lost." Kindness tasted so bitter upon her tongue. She could not remember the last time she had spoken to anyone without the intent of instilling fear. Oz had needed her to be wicked, the people had needed something to rally against and she was an oddity enough to be it.