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[Winter was now over and spring had just started. Minato kind of missed the snow, but at least the weather was cool and comfortable instead of being too cold. For a change of pace as he wandered outside, now that the space event was over, he decided to head to the Checkerboard Hills. He hadn't been there often. It was time to check it out again.

That is, if checking it out meant doing a once-over on the checkered patterns from dark to light, then ending up laying in one of the darker square patches, his comm device off to the side as he looked up at the sky.

It's spring here and spring at home. School would be starting again, if he were there and time progressed.

Were these questions even fair? Did he have too much time on his hands, playing around with or thinking about 'what if' in a place that may make him forget his existence here at all?]


..... Would you rather be dead at home or alive here?

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Apr. 1st, 2017 08:36 pm
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[It's not that he hasn't learned how to use video by now, it's just that he's... still a little awkward about presenting himself to the public. But something like this - something that was so absolutely impossible back home - it's enough to pull him out of hiding.]

This is space.

[Maybe it's some kind of illusion of Wonderland's. Maybe it's not real. But...]

it's really space isn't it

[It's impossible. Cid couldn't do it, not without really, really trying. ShinRa couldn't do it - or as much as they cared about it, anyway. It wasn't possible. Things like space don't just happen.]

it's not fair. i shouldn't be the one to


space
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Raise your hand if you think it's unfair for Wonderland to yank you back in mid-event.

[ the video is framed far enough away that you can actually see ray raise his hand to his own question. vigorously. think back to that kid in your class who had to hold up their raised hand with their other arm. were you that kid? yeah, bet you were.

ray grins and shrugs.
]

I guess Wonderland doesn't really do fair, huh? Either way, I'm back! What'd I miss?
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Private to the Legends crew even the ones she doesn't know well yet because this is an APB.

Is Ray with any of you/have you seen him today?

[Sarah isn't prone to panicking, and Ray gets up like, three hours before her anyway, so when she wakes up alone it's not so strange. But there's no coffee, no breakfast, no tinkering Ray anywhere in the apartment. She goes to the gym like usual, looking for him, but when she gets to noon and hasn't even heard from him, there's a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Still, she'll check. Also, his things are still in their place so she doesn't think he won't come back. But who says it's just a week he'll be gone? People have been gone longer, right? What if he doesn't remember her? What if something terrible happens to him back home?

She absolutely does not like this. At all. ]


Later, private to Kurt.

I need to sleep on your couch. Minimum one week.
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[ This is definitely not something Kurt would ever broadcast with his name attached. He doesn't want to be associated with this type of question because it's of such a personal nature, but he's curious. ]

How do you date someone here?

video

Feb. 16th, 2017 09:04 am
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[ Sarah's lounging in bed, hair up in a ponytail, and she doesn't have much to say except: ]

Why are there no old people here? You know, like...I'm going to go out on a limb and say I definitely haven't seen anyone over 60. And I'm talking visually. Don't be a smart ass and tell me you're over 1,000, I get it, some of you are immortal or magic or...whatever. I'm just saying, no one appears to be over the age of, I don't know, post mid-life crisis.

I wonder why that would be? Wonderland has a youthful aesthetic to maintain? If you're over, say, 65 in human years, raise your hand.
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t e x t
[ Jane doesn't want to potentially upset anyone, not when she knows there are so many people in Wonderland who are eager to go home, or don't want to be stuck here while slowly losing their memories. She's one of them. That's why she's anonymous. But she still wonders something, and it's been coming up a lot more. The only way to know if other people wonder the same things is to ask, right? ]

I've been wondering: people get upset about being here for a long time and losing all of their memories of home, eventually. Does anyone know exactly how long that takes?

Also, is there a specific reason why it matters?

(Other than the big thing, losing yourself, which I get is a huge deal.) But, in theory, even if you forget everything while you're here, as soon as you're home, you remember again. Who you are, where you're from. It all comes back and then it's Wonderland and all the people here you've connected with that you forget.

Right?

I guess I was just wondering if people are as passionate about the ones who would be stuck here in their wake, as they are about the people they miss at home that don't even know they're gone. I can tell you I don't know where I fall half the time.


[ No one's particularly missing her at home, so. ]

a c t i o n

[ It never feels like there's a specific place Jane wants to go in Wonderland when she's restless. Most of the time she finds herself wandering if she has no tattoo appointments, or tucked away somewhere sketching. For today, there's a little bit of browsing in the library (she picks up classic novels this time around plus two cookbooks) before she tucks herself in the main entrance of the mansion with her sketchbook after finding a comfortable, oversized chair. She'd thought to sketch the grand doors and the view from the windows, but instead, her mind has something else in store. The memory she has is fuzzy, but she's sure the person she's sketching is her brother. He has a scar, the same as the boy she remembered months and months ago, and the same as the man in the photo she received in her stocking. It gives her hope that she has a family out there somewhere, even if she doesn't know his name.

When she's done, she goes to the dining room and pulls out one of the cookbooks, flipping to random pages with food that seems worth trying. As she notes what looks good, the dishes appear in front of her until she has a full meal with ample portion sizes. Which prompts a (non-anon this time) text once again, hours apart from her original message with an image attached: ]


Anyone wanna come help me eat this food? Dining room. BYO fork.

[Text]

Jan. 8th, 2017 12:00 am
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[Max decides to stick well within her comfort zone for this one, and only bothers to send out a text.]

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year... and I guess happy one-year-Wonderland-anniversary for me!

It's been a hella crazy ride. ^_^

#Wonderversary
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[ Sarah's walking around Wonderland, device in hand as she talks, hair in a pony tail. She's in running gear, and though she's not winded, her cheeks are pink and it's clear she's definitely been exercising outside. ]

So, whoever said jogging is good for you? The worst. It's so bad for your knees. But sometimes it feels like running is the only way to get far enough past the latest...implosion of this place.

[ She sits now on a bench in the garden, sighing and looking at the camera. ]

Other than drinking, what do you do to take your mind off of how this place works? Some people, for example, run. Some people read, some people eat, even. I don't know. So what do you do when you need an escape when we can't go anywhere?

[ After she's posed her question to everyone at large, she wanders around the garden, wondering if she's allowed to pick the flowers or if it isn't that kind of garden. It's all beautiful, in any case, and she winds up finding a sunny spot and sitting again, stretching out on the grass and closing her eyes. ]

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Aug. 4th, 2016 10:26 pm
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[ A few things to know about Kurt Weller:

1) He's not easily amused by people he doesn't know well, so good luck getting him to crack a smile without a little effort.

2) He takes things a little too seriously sometimes. Sometimes.

3) It bears repeating: he doesn't smile easily.

All that being said, he's not a completely stoic hardass incapable of ever having fun, and it just makes those moments all the more hilarious when they occur. Like now.

So, he's broadcasting to you all today, with a completely ridiculous lesson. ]


I was hungry late last night and wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. [ Ordinarily, he would just make one himself, but not at 3am. ] Didn't feel like going to the kitchen. So the closet gave me this. This is wrong. Which means there are people out there from other worlds thinking this is how it's done. [ ...as though the correct technique for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches was of high importance to them... ]

[ So he's asked the closet for a jar of peanut butter, a jar of jelly, and a loaf of bread. He props his phone up and proceeds to make it the correct way, with the peanut butter on both sides of the bread and the jelly in the middle. ] You put the jelly between the peanut butter, otherwise it's gonna soak through the bread.
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Who the hell knows what's about to happen. We get messages like this, I suggest you start stocking up on bottled water, non-perishable food. Blankets, essential meds, and toilet paper. Not joking. Sometimes the closets stop working altogether when something especially crazy comes.

Don't panic, but be smart.


Private - Philip

Meet me on the roof?

And now for the action part of this post. )

[ooc: will match style for the action portion; prose or brackets both work fine!]
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[The camera comes on, and Sarah smiles as she greets Wonderland.]

Hi, everyone. If we haven't met, I'm Sarah Weller. I've been here about two months now, and I've noticed in between the insane things that happen, there's a lot of training going on either magical or physical sparring, weight lifting, all the good stuff. Injuries can happen, and while I do realize we have a few great doctors here, I wanted to offer my service, too. I'm a physical therapist. Specifically orthopedic which means I'm a pretty great masseuse. If you have a lot of aches and pains or joint problems that won't go away, muscle groups that regularly hurt, I can help. I can also help you come up with an exercise regimen that might be better for you.

If you're into water therapy, we can arrange something at the pool, but otherwise, you can find my therapy room down on the first floor, nestled between all the training facilities in room twenty-three.

[She pans the camera then to give everyone a view of the room before focusing the camera back on her.]

I won't live in this space, so let's go by appointment, any day of the week, normal business hours, nine to five. There's of course no charge for obvious reasons, and I'm happy to do something I know to help people. Each session goes about an hour and I'm starting now.

Oh, PS: Massages are great too for just relaxation, so even if you don't have a problem area, treat yourself sometime.
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under the cut: bruce/henry. post cut: network post. )

[Well, he’s going to be grounded for the rest of his natural life. Convenient that none of his family will fall under the curse because they’re all immune. After thinking about it, all he can do is address Wonderland en masse.]

Uh. Hi. So. You guys may have...noticed people falling asleep and some purple smoke?

[Deep breath.]

It’s called a sleeping curse. And it’s from my world. It’s not supposed to go through the air like this though. It’s like the curse from Sleeping Beauty or Snow White, if you have those in your world. Poison apple, prick of a spindle or a needle...

...The only way to wake someone up
[and BOY IS HE SORRY ABOUT THIS] is true love’s kiss. But that doesn’t have to mean a romantic person. It can be a spouse or significant other but it can also be a sibling, parent, best friend. If you love that person, it should work. Otherwise...they’re just asleep. That’s all.

[And he has no idea how to wake them up.]

I think since we are in Wonderland and it only likes things to be temporary, the whole thing will end in at most a couple days. And if not I’ll work with everyone I can here to make it better. I’m...I’m really sorry? I was just trying to show one person how magic and science work together.

[Bruce chimes in with some more practical suggestions, not ignoring Henry’s apology but not addressing it yet either.]

If you find anyone lying around in strange and random places, it might be for the best to get them somewhere safe. Either their own bedroom, or we can make use of one of the empty rooms here for everyone. It might be better to have someplace where it’s easier to keep an eye on everyone, especially if it takes any longer than a day or two for this to pass.

In the meantime, I’ll be looking into a way to fix this.
[A way that’s not a kiss, anyway.] Any scientists and magic users are more than welcome. We could use the help, I think.

[ooc: feel free to have people react to either Bruce or Henry on the network post, action tag them in the lab, and of course, use this post as gathering for all your rping needs! The lab portion with Bruce and Henry was not broadcast to the mansion. You're more than welcome to create your own posts. For more info on this plot, including the duration, see this post. blue - henry, green - bruce.]
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[He's going to regret this. He already knows he's going to regret this. But he has questions, and he's not exactly sure who to go to. Not his moms, not...anyone who would tell his moms, probably? He's going to regret this.]

So. Hi, Wonderland. Good afternoon.

[Facepalm.]

I just...I had a question. So. Here it goes. My question.

How do you
I mean, when you want to know what or how, or
I mean


[Stop saying 'I mean,' Henry.]

Girls. Girls and the things that make them girls.
When do you get to see those things?


[Oh, man. He's going to have a panic attack over girls and boobs.]

I'm not trying to. I mean I just. How does anyone ever get to see them if you're also trying to be respectful?

[This is all Kenzi's fault.]

3: Video

Jun. 20th, 2016 04:10 pm
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[Not long after the last video on the network, another one shows up. Toriel is on the screen, with a very serious expression on her face. She looks... upset. Like she's fuming just beneath the surface.]

Hello. This is Toriel.

I just feel I should let everyone know about the monster that just arrived here. Asgore.

He is not as 'nice' as he seems. He is a cruel, cowardly man, who has killed innocent children to further his own ends.

You would all be better off avoiding him. He is a boss monster, like myself, so you will know what to watch out for.

That is all. Goodbye.

[Video]

Jun. 15th, 2016 12:30 am
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Dear Wonderland.

[She says it like she's starting a letter. To all of you Wonderland girls and guys! She's obviously in her room, the wall of pasted-on Polaroid photos behind her, with softly lit lanterns hanging across the surface on thin wires. It's late at night- or rather, it's the wee hours of the morning. Max has no idea how much the old midnight gang of insomniacs still prowls around the network. She used to be pretty active at this time- not so much anymore.]

This is gonna sound kinda weird, but I swear I'm not off my rocker. Maybe groggy and craving for food, but not crazy.

[ Come on Max, stop embarrassing yourself on the network!]

I was just thinking that I would've graduated by now, since it's June. I'd probably be scrambling to find some sort of arts college that I can afford or that I can even get into. [Or not. Spending a year traveling and taking photos sounds great, too, but college seems pretty important.] And it sucks that I don't have school here.

But... obviously a lot of things suck about Wonderland. Nutso mirrors, certain newbies showing up, all kinds of scary mystery type stuff, nasty events. I mean, sometimes it's... just shit. [Like the past few days, for a lot of people. The network's been full of downers. Her brow furrows as she looks to the side, and her mouth curves into a slight frown.] And I'm sure some of us are bringing in a ton of messed up baggage from back home, too.

[She holds up a stack of instant photos, maybe seven or eight. She angles the stack sideways, so only the sides can be seen by the camera. The girl's still a little too shy to show the actual images.] But see this? Each one's a photo of a... a friend I've made here. People I could actually hang out with. [She waves the little stack at the screen, preparing herself for this next admission.] That's more friends than I had- have in my school.

So yeah, Wonderland totally bombs sometimes. But there's some pretty good stuff going on, too. And I know this is gonna be really hard right now, but I want to hear it- what's something you're super grateful for? Something you might never have had if you hadn't fallen down the rabbit hole? [She tries to make it sound like it's fun challenge, smiling timidly at the screen.] Cuz I'm sure you could name at least three things.

[[OOC: After the post, she leaves her room to roam around the mansion, phone light in hand. Feel free to bump into her wherever! Also, she'll be replying to all responses, even the ones after sunrise.]]
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[There's something to be said about literally blinking and being in a completely different place when you open your eyes. One minute she'd been standing at the end of her father's driveway for the fourth time since the sun set, calling her brother over and over again, and the next she was standing just outside of a mansion.

It's just not something that happens every day.

Either she's blacked out, or she's been drugged, or she fell asleep at the kitchen table and she's having a really intense dream. Either way, after reading and listening to other things from the same day on the device she found, she's so curious. A little freaked because Sawyer's not going to know where she is, but he's with someone she trusts, so there's that at least. There's no way she can keep from sending something over this network as the day wears on. She's wants to ask questions and understand what the hell this is about. But first:]


If anyone's seen Kurt Weller, tell him his sister's looking for him, and she's pissed. Kurt, if you can hear this, what the hell? You left me, alone, without a car, in Pennsylvania. Not sure if you remember, we live in New York.

[Anyway.]

I'm Sarah, and I'm guessing people make a lot of these 'hi I'm new' things, so instead of going on about that, can someone just...assure me this isn't some sort of hallucination? Because right now, I feel like I'm in a dream. I can't even form an opinion about it right now, so you tell me: What are the perks and downfalls of suddenly finding yourself in what I think I've figured out people call 'Wonderland?

[The name alone is what makes her lean more toward 'likely fell and hit her head' territory, but she's willing to hear people out.]
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( spoiler warning for Blindspot season finale!)

[ The device in his hand is familiar enough. Not exactly like his phone from home, but close enough. Everything about being here is highly suspicious, and he does wonder for a moment if he had more to drink than he'd realized. But arresting Jane was real. That happened. Taylor is dead by his father's hand. He can't escape any of those truths.

But given everything that's transpired in the last twenty-four hours, this amounts to an actual kidnapping in his mind, and he's not sure who the hell would have brought them here, and why. He'd suspect Jane of orchestrating this somehow, especially since she's nowhere to be found, but even if she played a part, she wouldn't be acting alone. ]


I'm Kurt Weller with the FBI. [ Which...is probably redundant. Whoever took him knows exactly who he is. He's here for a reason, he's sure. All the lies - someone's trying to ruin his life, destroy him, his team, his family. But he's been given free reign, seemingly, and a device to communicate with people. None of it makes sense, and making he's just playing into their hands, but for now, this is all he's got. ] I don't know what you think you're gonna gain from bringing me here. [ He's concerned for his team, his family, but for the moment they're not here at least and he has to believe they're safer than he is. ] If you hurt my team or my family, I'll come for you. I won't hesitate. So start talking, tell me exactly where I am and why I'm here.

[ He thinks for a moment about Jane. He doesn't trust her at all, he doesn't know how dangerous she is, and he's tempted to warn anyone else who might be listening and want to escape this place as much as he does. But he needs more of the facts from her, he can't just spout out their business to a network of people he can't see, and certainly trusts even less than Jane. No. This is between them, no one else. ]

And for anyone listening who's trapped and needs help, come find me.

[ He's in the gardens, the mansion clearly seen behind him. If anyone is even listening out there. Probably just his captor(s), having a laugh at his expense. ]

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