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Jul. 24th, 2017 01:56 pm
kid_flash_found: (cowl down)
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[A teenager with long, reddish hair and amber-colored eyes considers the camera, adjusting a few note-cards he made as he thought things through]

Hi, everyone. Wonderlanders or whatever you call yourselves, Obviously this is my first time doing this kind of thing. Hell, the last time I was talking to a camera, it was to record my own eulogy after I’d been shot.

In the knee, it wasn’t really that serious or anything. But that kind of thing does make you wonder. Maybe this is the place for that. Wondering.

[A small, awkward chuckle.]

I’m just hoping someone out there sees this, and can lend the poor noob a hand. Because, prison or nexus dimension or whatever, this place sure seems strange, even by my standards. And, um, yeah, I spent my childhood in a VR chamber because I wasn’t able to interact with the rest of the world very well.

Oh, oops, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Bart. Bart Allen. It’s short for Bartholomew, and I wanted to be different. It’s not the worst nickname in the world. I have a friend who has to go by ‘Gates’ because his name’s pretty much impossible to pronounce without insectoid mandibles.
mydude: (Let your body go with the flow)
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[For someone with long ears and what is clearly a giant wizard hat, this guy's apparently gotten a handle on his device rather quickly. He stares with severe disdain into the camera for a long moment before finally speaking:]

So? I'm waiting. Where are you two? I figure this is some, what. Weird extension of the challenge? Am I supposed to find that fakey-fake bachelor and take him on a date or something? Because this is not even close to the venue I'd pick.

[Actually, this place is kind of swanky in a way Taako appreciates, but he's not about to say that to these chucklefucks.

Ah, shit. Wait. He's gotta stay positive. Time for a big ol' smile.]


I mean. I'm only asking because I bet this would better fit one of the other boys? Where did they end up, by the way? We did sort of sign up for this whole deal as a threesome, after all. I bet we can make that work with this dating thing, probably. Sounds kinky, am I right?

[He waits another long moment, his smile growing more strained. When he doesn't get the response he expects, he just speaks through gritted teeth:]

I...guess I'll just wait for some lovestruck maniac to attack me or something, then! Sounds. Just great. Baller.

[And the broadcast ends.]
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Since my last advice post was such an utter success, I've decided to throw my hat back into the ring. If you weren't around before, this is how it goes: ask me for help, and I'll give you some of my uniquely qualified advice. What makes me so qualified, you may ask? Well, I happen to know everything.

[this is a great distraction from father's day when all your father figures were shit bags and also where the fuck is peter??? he can only spend so much time skulking around areas where peter usually frequents like a neglected cat.]

voice post

Jun. 13th, 2017 08:21 pm
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This is...different. I was just in Central Park?

[She doesn't really know what's going on, and it's pretty obvious in her voice.]

I'm Claire Bennet. Does anyone here know me?

[She takes in a breath and looks around.]

Can anyone tell me what's going on? I mean, what's really going on?

[Did someone transport her here without her knowing? And where is her dad? And everyone else that was just in Central Park. She's a long way from home now.]

Video

Jun. 12th, 2017 05:07 pm
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[ Nate is still sitting on the hill that he and Rip landed on. Mostly because he actually can't get back down it, or well he can but it's painful.

Because Rip shot him.

Bastard.

But he has his phone on him so a bit of an sos is necessary.

His voice is a bit tight from pain.
]

Uh. So. I'm back I guess? I'm not really sure how long I was gone. [ Both here and at home because time travel. ]

So, I'm on the checker board hills, anyone with medical experience around? I sorta got shot. In the leg. With a laser gun. I'd appreciate the help.

[ He gives a tight smile before switching the feed to private.

Private to Legends minus Rip plus Kara ]

Hey guys. If you see Rip don't trust him. He's not Rip. Just, I don't know knock him out and drag him to somewhere secure if you can? Or just avoid him.

And Sir Raymond of the Palms. I have a bone to pick with you.

Once there isn't a hole in my leg.
zackthekiller: (Are you kidding me?!)
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[Hello, Wonderland! You are greeted by a creepy bandaged man in a hoodie who has a huge question for you.]

Hey! I thought this mirror shit was over already!

[Okay, not so much of a question. More like he's really confused and he needs to show you the mirror in his room...]

[... Yep, a Mirror wrote on it. Zack has not been informed that the mirrors can do this.]


The hell is this? Are they plotting to break in again or something?

[By the way, the sloppy message scrawled on the mirror reads, "HAppy BirthdAy, RAy. MAy God hAvE mErcy whEn thE timE comEs. 🕇" It would have been a lot more heartwarming if it wasn't so creepy...]
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Good morning.

[She hadn't been planning on using the network outside of reaching out to others to gather their interests and intel, but it presents a good opportunity to take care of something that she’d been wondering about for a while now...in a way that a certain someone will have a harder time catching wind of.

Zack’s important. She wants to help him. What she doesn't want is to embarrass him to the point where he’ll smack her upside the head and go...murder someone else, or something. That might be a little much. So! Putting herself out there and asking questions under the stealth of written word it is.]


What is the best way to teach someone to read?

Someone with a poor attention span.
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Unseasonable snow aside… [Which Jean was enjoying in his own way. He was sitting in the window of his room, watching it fall while still being warm and cozy. He just had a pressing question for the moment, one that had been building up in his head for awhile.]

I’ve been here for a couple of months, and I’ve talked to enough people to get an idea of how the other half lives. But I’ve still gotta ask—

Is this normal? Not the weird events, or any of the other Wonderland junk, just… This strange, stress-free way of life. Having a roof over your head, food on your plate, and no danger constantly knocking on your front door. The peace and quiet.

It’s more than most people in my world could ever ask for. But the people here seem used to it the moment they set foot in the place. Do we just have terrible luck where I’m from? Is this really how humanity is supposed to live?

[His gaze turns soft and thoughtful.]

I don’t know why it bothers me so damn much.
shrinkage: are you sincere when you say you love me too (a06)
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( VIDEO | public )
Hey Wonderland, uhh-- oh, I'm Ray. [ cue generic handsome guy smile that looks super nervous and weirdly up close and personal. ] And not to sound the alarm or anything because nothing's really inherently wrong and everything's probably going to be just fine. [ was that convincing??? ] If you're a friend of Rip Hunter, I think he's gone to get a memory upgrade. So... we should talk. Just-- yeah.

[ er. ]

Oh, and if you're a friend of Nate Heywood, he's gone home potentially also temporarily? All the signs point to the same, though. He might be back soon.

( GROUP VOICE | legends filter )
Hey guys, so. Unless we're having another mirror fiesta, I'm thinking both Rip and Nate are making pit stops home. Uhm. [ pause. ] Have you guys talked about the future at all? Specifically Rip's?
geekorthodox: (☀ 51)
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[ The device is easy enough to figure out, and in fact, she's grateful for some piece of tech that's familiar to her. Trapped in some strange portal dimension, she could have been stuck with only an antiquated rotary phone to communicate, or...telegrams. Though, being transported back in time might have at least been somewhat interesting. Being here in actual Wonderland is just insane. ]

I've gathered that there a lot of other people trapped here, too, so I'm totally including you in all of this when I say - if we had to get stuck somewhere, did it really have to be Wonderland? Couldn't whatever grabbed us from home have dumped us - I don't know - on a beach somewhere?

Is that too much to ask?

[ Overall, she's adjusting to this fairly well for right now. Because of course, of course this is her life now. Finally take down Sandstorm, feeling like she can catch her breath at last, and before she can fully lift her head above water and enjoy life again, she's dumped here. ]

Is everyone...okay? Anyone out there hearing this - did you just get here, too, or have you been here a while?

And I'm really - really hoping some of my team is here. Anyone. Please? I'll just...be here in the lobby. Not moving. Hoping this is some really, really terrible dream. No more combining tequila and Doritos for me, seriously.

4 - text

May. 31st, 2017 11:12 pm
battlefront: (set cloud as self)
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[Backdated to shortly after this conversation. Just a sliiight lapse in sanity from his condition.

Slight.]


h

ha ha.

not here




wherea re you

s

ssssseeee

lead us. lead us.
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[There's a fair amount of bustling being done on the part of the Twins in the vicinity of the kitchen's freezer. Both of them have their heads half inside of it, and Tweedledee is shoveling things out onto the floor with both hands.]

I know I put them in here.

Sometime in January, wasn't it?

Yes. And I wrote our names on them so that no one would take them.



[A ham, several cartons of ice cream, and several bags of peas hit the floor and Tweedledum shunts them aside with one foot. It isn't until several moments, with a cry of victory, that the two emerge with several bags of snowballs each clearly marked "T AND T".]

Isn't it a little early for them though?

Nohow! This is just what we need right now. A good old fashioned snow day.

[Satisfied, the two of them flee the kitchen, leaving the behind the mess and the freezer gaping open.]

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May. 29th, 2017 09:27 am
fancylad: (to forgive and forget)
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[A bright eyed eleven-year-old appears on the network, along with his politest smile. He gives a little wave, then clears his throat. Though he's not someone anyone would have seen before, being a new arrival, he doesn't look all that lost. In fact, with his little fancyboy clothes, he's clearly trying to give off a good impression.]

Hello, sirs and madams and, um, everyone else! I am Angus McDonald, my world's greatest detective. I've already done my part investigating Wonderland and its many, um, I guess you could call them features, but I thought I might like to interview some people. To, um, get a better idea of the details within the big picture. I just have a few questions to start:

Number one, who is the person who has been here the longest, and how long have they been here? Also, has anyone left that was here even longer than them? Lastly, my information on the Mirror side is lacking. Could I speak to anyone that has been over there?

[He gives a big cheesy grin to sign off.]

If anyone has any other interesting information that might help crack-- crack this place wide open, um, feel free to offer it! That is all! Thank you!
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[He should have known it was coming. He should have known it, when his Mirror took something of his, knowing full well what would generate. What it would do. He combs through the mansion in a frenzy, too late. The closets aren't giving him what he needs, and his focus is too fraying, too suspect to its own paranoid dips and peaks, to keep trying and risking and venturing until the correct result is administered.

He knows what's coming, and he knows there's no - no escaping what comes next, the locking up of his limbs, the arching of his back, the spasmodic jerking of every muscle, the burning in his chest and throat.

There's no one here to stop it. There's nothing he can -




A very strange video appears to the network, and its uploader is anonymous. All in all, it's about twenty seconds long, but what it sacrifices for brevity it makes up for in sheer surrealism. There plays, first, a high, piercing tone, followed by a recording of a man long gone.

The video itself entails little more than simple white text over black, torn through as the whole thing appears to be with horizontal bars of static.]


YOU TOOK IT
I SAW

BURNING


[An image flares in a brief sputter of black and scarlet, and is gone again.]

/////////////////////////
////ecps lgyckr qmutb////
///////sm ymu fkmw///////
///////wbht ymu scs///////
/////////////////////////

----ibaifjhta----


[And then - nothing.]

[[ooc: Tim will be in his "masked" state for the duration of the next two days, which you can read more about here. Anyone who wishes to decrypt that message may receive a reply, though you're welcome to threadjark in order to icly collaborate.

Those wishing to encounter Tim's masked persona will encounter them in the forest or Checkerboard Hills. Be warned that they are hostile and will attack on sight; though slightly stronger and more durable than your average human, they are not a highly skilled combatant, and will try to escape an encounter once they realize they're losing.]]

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May. 22nd, 2017 09:23 am
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contACTHELLa
//help


[Pardon our mess. Typewriters may have existed in Hieron once, but certainly not within the past few generations. This technologically useless man rapidly accidentally posts several times, twice with text, once with blank audio, and twice more with some quick flashes of a dark-haired man's face squinting at the camera, looking exasperated with either himself or unknowable technology. Likely both.

After a few minutes pass and it seems like he may have given up, a steady stream of video settles at last. The man takes a moment to figure out it's sending something out, seeing the playback. Alright. He can work with this. Maybe.

Now that the image is steady, everyone can clearly see an image of a heavily armored, very large man, who might look imposing if he didn't look like he felt so out of his depth. He has dark skin and dark, short hair, greying at the temples -- he could be around 50 -- and a white wolf fur cloak hangs from his shoulder, with golden patterns emblazoned on his armor in a symbol of the sun.

He sighs.
]

I am Hadrian, Sword of Samothes, Defender of the Undying Fire, Officer of the Order of Eternal Princes. I am a paladin of the church of Velas. Ah, from the surface. I came to the Buoy with Exarch Alyosha as well as some companions of mine, but, uh... we've separated, some intentionally, some not that intentional. I don't know if I'm still in the lighthouse, but since I've found in my possession what might be a communication device... Or just a toy. I can't be sure either way. It must be pre-Erasure...

Um. Anyway. [Ahem.] I imagine I must still be in the Buoy. If... our Lord is still... No. I must have lost the opportunity. [Hadrian's eyes wander as he gets lost in thought for a second. When he catches himself, he clears his throat once more.]

Sorry. A lot has happened lately. I'm sure we all have plenty on our minds. If someone could point me in the direction of the Topgallant, or at least back to the main city, please. If there's no way back, then... I guess I'll just have to contend with that once it happens.

Thank you.

text

May. 22nd, 2017 02:37 am
rlynotfeelinup2itrnsorry: (sad and alone)
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d-does any one have any um... regular tape....

the closet has given me.....

duct tape,
electrical tape,
masking tape,
packing tape,
painter's tape,
a book on tape,
and double-sided tape
and a lot more kinds of tape i don't know the name of....

but i need regular tape

also does anyone know how to put together.... a book that the pages have been torn out of....

or how to.... reknit a scarf.....

or.... or.....

i'm sorry.....

[ video ]

May. 22nd, 2017 12:20 am
finewithhalf: (in trouble AGAIN?)
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[Okay, fine. The whole "assaulted and used as a hostage to torment someone else" routine was kind of traumatizing she guesses. But the aftermath of it has been so much worse. Why don't people talk about how much the healing process sucks? Everything is itchy and annoying. And now people are gossipping about a lake.

Recovery is dumb. It's dumb enough that Maya's gone to the network with the webcam on full blast, even though she's fairly obviously propped up in bed with her arm in a sling and patches of bruising smattered across her visible skin. Everyone's probably like this. And if they aren't, then something's wrong and horribly unfair.]


Hey, so is anyone else going kind of stir-crazy? Medical lockdown's pretty much the worst and I'm probably gonna punch someone if I don't talk to someone soon.

So come on. What'cha got? Extra points if you don't say anything about current events or mirror-anything.

text.

May. 18th, 2017 12:01 pm
realitybytes: (62)
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[ She'd kept to herself throughout most of the event, keeping her head down for the most part. But it was becoming increasingly more difficult as the days passed to stay quiet and keep her nose buried in a book. Besides, wouldn't her classmates be trying to do something?

So after a bit of going back and forth in her head, she starts typing.
]

Is everyone managing to hold up okay throughout this event? It seems like it's been rough, but I think we can get through it if we all work together. I'm only familiar with some basic first aid that I picked up from a friend of mine but if anyone needs help, I can try.

Or if anyone needs to talk to someone, I can try that, too.

And hey, if you're from Hope's Peak Academy — would you mind checking in with me? Thanks.
wriggedywrecked: by <user name="bureiku"> (every single person in this room is)
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[The feed opens with Rick clearly armed to the teeth. He's got at least three guns and probably a lot of smaller ones hidden away. He's like Gun Grandpa. Gun Grandpa loves his grandkids very much, and by grandkids I mean guns. His hair isn't bad. One thing I want to get in here is that if he sees a gun, he legally owns it. He's part scientist, part alcohol, part UFO, part spacetime, part grandpa, all grandpa, all guns.]

[Anyway, memes aside.]


So fuck this event, I'm d-done with this bullshit evil twin trope. I'm going Mirror hunting. Gonna murder the fuck out of a bunch of these losers. Angry mob style. Anyone in?

[Gun Grandpa--I mean Rick--can be found anywhere in or around the mansion, literally trying to find Mirrors and kill them. Get RICKED, mofos.]

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