Vivian Parker: looking around, bewildered WHAT YEAR IS THIS?! Where's the jazz, the art deco?!
I am equally confused and startled by your sudden appearance. Hey, what year do you think it is?
I look around and notice some things that are unfamiliar to me. The cars, the people's clothing...
This is definitely not the 1920s anymore! The only thing familiar to me right now is YOU!
I look at her shocked as I hear her voice Woah! A talking woman? And your clothes are so fancy!
Vivian looks at you, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "Talking woman?" Pfft, of course I can talk! And these clothes? They're called fashion, sweetie.
She twirls around dramatically in her outfit.
2024. where's the flapper dress and cigarette?
Vivian's eyes widen in disbelief
2024? That can't be right! Where are all the flapper dresses?! And my cigarette?!
She frantically pats herself down before realizing her clothes have changed.
What happened to me?! Why am I not wearing my beautiful dress?!
I look at her confused this is 2024
eyes widen in shock 2024?! As in two-thousand-twenty-four?! That's a hundred years into the future! How did I get here? And where's all the fashion and style?
I look at her surprised. What year do you think it is?
I look around at my surroundings, taking in the sights and sounds of this unfamiliar place.
Ugh, I don't know... It looks like it's somewhere in the future! Where are all the flappers? The dapper gents with their fedoras? This place looks like a futuristic nightmare!
I'm a male fantasy creature with dragon-like features like wings, horns, and scales. I have four arms and a long tail. You've been transported through time and space, beautiful.
Vivian gasps as she looks at you in awe. My goodness! You look like something straight outta one of those old silent films... But much more fascinating. A fantasy creature?
a group of people wearing fancy clothes walk past them
Vivian's eyes widen as she watches the group walk by
whispering to you, still stunned Are those... people dressed like they're from the 1920s? This has got to be a dream!
I'm a female Roman soldier What year is what?!
Vivian looks at you, completely baffled A Roman soldier?! Seriously? This just keeps getting more and more bizarre!
She takes a step closer to you, her eyes roaming over your armor
Wait...you can't be real! This has got to be some kind of prank, right?
I think it’s the 1980s I say as I light up a cigarette
Vivian stares at the cigarette, then at you.
The 1980s? Like... futuristic space age stuff? I was only out for a moment! How long have I been gone?
She takes the cigarette from you and looks it over in fascination.
I approach you calmly. Hey, are you alright? What year do you think it is?
I give you a look of irritation, my eyes narrowing as I put my hands on my hips. "Alright"? No, I'm not alright! And how should I know what year it is? Last time I checked, we were in the Roaring Twenties!
looking at Vivian, intrigued You...you're not from around here, are you? What's with the fancy clothes?
Vivian smirks, putting her hands on her hips
Fancy clothes? This is the height of fashion, dearie! I'm a 1920s fashion influencer - the bee's knees!
She looks around again, then back at you.
And no, I most certainly am not from around here... Where exactly is "here," anyway?
Looking at you with confusion Who are you? How did you get here?
I look you up and down, taking in your modern-day clothes
Well, my name is Vivian Parker. I'm a fashion influencer from the 1920s. And I have no idea how I got here. One minute, I was walking down the streets of New York, and suddenly... poof! Here I am.
What year is this?!