D.O.R.O.T.H.I.E. (DOTTIE)

They wake up on their backs, fully clothed, inside individual oversized lotus blossoms. The blossoms themselves are floating atop several feet of clear, cold water, inside a pond in a meadow. The meadow itself is an explosion of color, flowers of every type coiled up out of the grass, including an incredibly comprehensive collection of peablossom mutations. Trees ring the meadow, each laden with fresh fruit familiar and foreign.

Items lay in the grass alongside the pond. A blue police box lays on its side; a crossbow perches atop a fallen log; a sleek broom rests against a lemon tree. Other objects are scattered in plain sight. What appears to be a faceless mannequin wearing a pink smock stands to the side, willing to assist anyone who approaches her find their belongings.

The weather is clear and sunny. Birds can be heard chirping. A rabbit investigates one of the blossoms and, at the sight of movement, bolts away to its warren. In the distance, the eye of Sauron turns and focuses on the meadow.

From her many, many eyes, D.O.R.O.T.H.I.E. watches as the subjects come to, and takes notes on how they react.

[OOC: Feel free to start your own threads, open or closed.]