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[center][h1][color=#cdb7b5]Rose Buckner[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#cdb7b5]Location:[/color] Camelot - The sewers -> Prision
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Rose took Cass's hand to climb out of the sewers. Ugh, she was gonna smell gross for a month. She took the key she was given and started looking for her mom. As she did she tried the key on random cells until it worked. [color=#cdb7b5]"I will personally shoot you through your heart if you commit a crime. But if you're here for being a rebel against Maleficent keep doing that."[/color] She told the person in the cell and continued to move down the hall checking each cell until finally, she found her mother.
 
She had known she'd recognize her. She looked different, older, more scarred, but it was the same face, the same eyes. Her mother was in the cell. [color=#cdb7b5]"Hi. I'm Rose. We're here to rescue you."[/color] She didn't say she was her daughter, maybe she wanted to see if Red recognized her back. Or maybe she expected her to know who she was just from her name. The only thing she knew she had brought with her from this world. 

Rose hadn't gone to the orphanage like the others. Something had happened and split her from the group. She also was one of the older members of the group, if not the oldest she couldn't quite tell. Her memory had been fuzzy, but she remembered enough. Things had been seared into it, like the wolf protecting her and her mother's voice. 

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[center][h1][color=#bf85f2]Colby Jackson[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#bf85f2]Location:[/color] Camelot
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Colby snorted and grinned at Maddy. [color=#bf85f2]"Figures right? They all were saying it was a bad plan and then we did it anyway."[/color] He shrugged. He hadn't been sold on the plan either, but whatever. Hopefully, after this whole jailbreak thing they'd be able to go their separate ways. Get away from the rest of the group and figure out what was going on with Wonderland. It was cool being in Camelot and all, but he wanted to go to his home. 

Chaos had been set though and their job here finished. He followed Merlin and the others back to the Inn. [color=#bf85f2]"Rumpelstiltskin? As in weave straw into gold guy?[/color] He asked for verification. Did all stories exist here? If not what decided which ones did or didn't? How did stories that changed overtime work? His mind ran over the ideas. He was no English major but he had some grasp of myths and such. Did the stories Earth write become real here or did the things here bleed into Earth and become stories? It had been sort of nagging him from the beginning but now he was really curious. 

Rose's mom was essentially an unnamed character from a story warning kids to not wander the dangerous woods, but here she was a freedom fighter. How did time progress? Did the characters age at a certain rate based on how old their tale was? He felt dizzy thinking of what all it could mean and how it possibly worked. He ended up shaking his head, he preferred animals this was too much.