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-ello, HEL-lo, helloooooh?

[ someone's finally got a hold of her phone, and no, she's never seen anything like this before, not really ( this certain someone was born in the 1995 okay ), so it's taken her a good amount of time to figure it out. but she's seen other people talking on it, watched videos of people talking to it and seen people respond, so she kind of gets it. she's a bright kid.

well, she's trying. her face is like THISCLOSE to the screen, and at first it looks like she thinks she has to talk into the camera to get it to work, so you're getting a close-up shot of a lot of baby teeth, but then she notices the view on the screen and pulls it back with a "whoa!" and a big giggle. but then she's making herself calm down, sort of, pushing her bangs down flat with a hand, like she has to make sure she looks presentable now that she knows she's on camera ]

Hello, my name is Gwen- Stacy and I'm looking for my daddy, his name is Captain Stacy. I'm s-upposed to call the police if I'm ever lost or don't know where I am but I don't know how to call 9-1-1 on this phone, can someone please help me try to find find- the 9 and 1 on the screen, thank you.

[ is that all she wanted to say? she takes a deep breath like she might continue, but then she pauses- hm. she needs to think about it. ]

Also I'd like to have a snack now, please, thank you.

[ -- wait ]

But I'm not supposed to take food from strangers, sooo-

Can someone show me where the kitchen is, please?

[ yes! that seems like the right thing to do. she nods, okay now, all done, then fusses with the phone until the screen clicks off ]

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[Hi Gwen! There's a surly looking kid lounged in a comfortable looking chair eyeing you with a thoughtful expression. Like he's not entirely sure what to do. He takes a breath, hesitates another moment, then offers:]

Depends in what floor you're on, kid.

[Allison's sort of getting the hang of this camera phone thing...so there's only a second of a giant eyeball before she levels out and her pudgy little face fills the feed so she can wave.]

Hi, Gwen! I'm Allison. It's okay, I'm a kid, not a stranger...I can help you find a snack! There's a cafer...caf...caf'eria here with lots of good food.

What are your numbers on your front door? My magic bunny an' me can come find you an' we can all get snacks together!

Stupid. You don't call 9-1-1. You call 9-9-9. Everyone knows that.

[ Oh no. Another one. It had been days already, how long has this girl been alone?!

Have a very concerned looking redheaded teenager, already headed to the door of his cabin. But that concern turns into a smile for her benefit. ]

Hey, Gwen! My name's Ian, and I can help you find the kitchen. But you gotta help me find you, alright?

[oh

my

god

peter has no idea what to do with a super tiny version of his girlfriend, but you are adorable.]

Hi, Gwen, my name's Peter. I could help you make a grilled cheese sandwich in the kitchen while we figure out how to get in touch with your dad?

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