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[Twi]

"Stew is indeed delicious. But serrriously."

[Parsely]

Seriously what? Can't you see me? She waves her hands. Oh right, I don't have any hands. Hah! Thats what I get for being a robotic snail with a television set for a face.

[Twi]

"I think yourrrr camerrrra's off orrrr not worrrking orrr something."

[mcclay]

The light of the computer lit up the small room. A man in a white coat busily moved furniture in front of the door to the room. He rushed over to the window and pulled it down, locked it and closed the blinds. He shuddered at the scratching sounds coming from the floor and started up the computer. When he got to the desktop he moved to open the internet but stopped before clicking on it. His attention was drawn to the nameless symbol of a camera in a green and black swirl. He clicked on it and was taken to a Skype like interface. After putting the name StrandedScientistin the command prompt he was taken to a list of names, several of which were in some kind of group chat. He clicked one of the names, Arkham, and watched the conversation.

Hello? Is anyone besides me out here?

[Twi]

Our mysterious purring lady answers! Still no video feed for her.

"Hello therrre! Welcome to whateverrr the hell this is!"

[mcclay]

The man jumps at bit at the strange woman. However he remembers his manners bows his slightly in greeting. Hello there my dear, my name is Doctor Harlrick. Who and what might you be.
His words are almost drowned out by the roaring of the wind outside of whatever room his is in.

[Twi]

The lady finally turns her video feed on! She's in some sort of metal-walled room, that looks to be full of computers on either side.

As for the woman herself, she's got amber eyes, hair a mix of white and purple, and a neat black hat with cog emblems on it. A pair of cat ears pokes up from under said hat, yet she also has headphones around her normal ears.  One can see the top part of a duster, a dress shirt, and a jacket with similar cog emblems on it. She has what basically amounts to a :3 face. Because reasons.

((For those who like having that kind of thing, she's based on this picture. For those who don't, please don't hate me D: ))

"My name's Camille Leblanc! I'm a watchmakerrrr! And one hundrrred perrrcent human, genetically, although the definition of humanity is slightly brrroad these days. The cat earrrs and purrring arrre not parrrrt of my genes. I just got them once, decided they werrre cool, and kept them. "

[mcclay]

Dr. Haldrick leans closer to the computer, fascinated.
Goodness my dear, technology must have advanced most fascinatingly in your era. While I am just a theoretical physicist I can still appreciate what an advancement it is to have genetic modifications available to the public!
The wind blows steadily, you think you can hear some sort of scratching at the windows.

[Twi]

"Actually, the cat earrrs have to do with the fact that the place I'm in rrright now is extrrremely silly and likes to trrransforrrm people forrr no rreason. I do have a frrriend who's a naturrrally borrrn wolfgirrrl, though! And I did grrrrow up on a space station, so that must count forrr something.

....Um, arrre you alrrright? It sounds like you'rrre being attacked by zombies orrrr something."

Camille frowns a bit, also leaning in.

[mcclay]

Hmmm...intersting, intersting. Oh what, that? Its nothing my dear, I assure you. Dr. Haldrick's face got a bit paler. There is nothing else in house expect me, ahahahahahaha to think anything else would be incredibly silly! Now, what is your world called.
The doctor looks a lot more jumpy than before, eyes quickly searching the room. The wind is getting into an insane fever pitch and the scratching is growing louder.

[Twi]

Camille's face is outright 3: by now.

"You'rrrre the worrrst liarrrr I've seen in rrreal life. Like, serrrriously. Still, I guess I'll let you ignorrre yourrr prrroblems if that's what you want. Now then, as forrr me..."

She lets out a little chuckle.

"Well, I used to be frrrom the futurrre! Prrrobably. Now I'm in a place called the Lost and Found. It's insane."

[mcclay]

The Doctor smiles in fear, his grin reaching ear to ear.
Hahahahaha yes, ingoring my problems. That sounds simply wonderful my dear, simply wonderful. He lets out another bout of nervous laughter before continuing.
This Lost and Found place sounds intersting, tell me more about it.
The wind continues to blow franticly. The scratching has turned into a tapping sound.

[mcclay]

*cough*bump*cough*

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Shite. She IS alive."

[mcclay]

The doctor adjusts his glasses at this new voice.
Who, sir or madame, are you?
The tapping is growing in intensity as the wind keeps on howling.