Round 1

[taekwondozephyr]

Okay... okay. I'm not going to panic. I will refuse to panic. There has to be a very reasonable explanation.

I mean, there's got to be some reason why I've woken up in some strange, obviously NOT Korean house, in bed with some man I've never met.

This... this has to be the work of some villain. Someone with a grudge against Master Kim, perhaps. Or maybe even myself? It could be Jivatma... he seemed capable of doing strange things beyond explanation, and he has the power and resources to... to capture someone and put them into a nightmare that makes them question their own life...!

That has to be it!

FOUL VILLAIN! I WILL BREAK FREE FROM YOUR SCHEME AND BRING JUSTICE TO YOU WITH THE POWER OF TAE KWON DO! THE SPIRIT OF RIGHTEOUSNESS WILL NOT BEND TO YOUR MACHINATIONS!

...where in the world are my gloves?

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[mr-blandy-bland.livejournal.com]

That's because...ah...t-this isn't Korea, it's America.

....

And why do you sound like May Lee?

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[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

America?

This looks like an American house, but from half a century ago! How can--

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

--May Lee?!

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

YOU KNOW MAY LEE-SUNBAE?!

How do you know her? Is she here?!

[mr-blandy-bland.livejournal.com]

Ah...about that, it's the 1950s right now.

And yeah, I do actually...and she is here. I just know her through what's going on with America...

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

But... how can it be? It's 2006!

...through what's going on with America? What do you mean? Who are you, anyway?

[dynamic-may-lee.livejournal.com]

-There is a... very very long pause before May Lee finally speaks up. Her voice is shaking. It's happiness.-

Lim...

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

[A sharp intake of breath as Lim smiles wistfully at the voice.]

...s-sunbae?

[dynamic-may-lee.livejournal.com]

Just... Just tell me where you are. I can't hug you over the phone.

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

I... I don't know. Hang on...

[You hear the clunk of a tabletop as she runs outside to check the address, not really caring that she's still in the equivalent to pajamas. After a few moments, she pads back.]

5724 Cunningham Lane. Do you know where that is?

[fist-of-flames.livejournal.com]

[There will be a loud groan from his end.]

Oh great. Another one.

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

...your voice... I know it. I remember hearing it at the tournament.

Kusanagi, right?

[fist-of-flames.livejournal.com]

Ding ding, we have a winner.

Sadly I have no clue who this is. All I've heard was 'Master Kim' and knew right away where this is going to lead.

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

I... guess I shouldn't be surprised. We've never fought personally, and I've only been in two tournaments, so I'm not exactly a KoF veteran.

Chae Lim, student of Kim Kaphwan, at your service.

[bloodon-myknife.livejournal.com]

Hello? Ma'am? Are you still there?

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

Um, yes... yes, I'm still here. Who is this?

[bloodon-myknife.livejournal.com]

Patrik Brown, you can call me Sniper.

It seems you have been kidnapped, much like myself and several others.

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

...that sounded a little lame.

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

....excuse me?

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

What?

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

Ow.

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

Are... are you all right?

[hourai-branch.livejournal.com]

You hurt my ears.

[taekwondozephyr.livejournal.com]

Ah! My apologies. I... I'm a little distressed.