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Sep. 17th, 2017 05:42 am
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Hey, guys! [ Wearing a pretty sweet red and blue hoodie (his uniform, as it were), Jon raises a hand to give a wave to the feed with a sheepish smile on his lips. The angle of the camera shifts after a moment, showing a decent amount of computer hardware running behind him, though the screens are a bit too far away to make out what's on them. Sitting at one of them is some other tiny nerd. ]

Robin and I uh. . found some stuff, yeah. Since most've this stuff seems to belong to someone else, we wanted to see if anyone wanted their stuff back. . ?

[ Jon gets pushed aside because he is obviously doing this wrong. ] You’re forgetting that first we will need proof of ownership, Superboy. These items could hold someone’s very life at stake and can’t be handed off to some stranger.

[ The camera pans over to where some notes and a pill bottle with it’s label ripped off rest. A hamster scurries across the table and nibbles at the tip of a page for a moment before Jon reaches a hand out and picks it up. ]

Paper isn’t good for you, Hammy-Bruce. Anyway--if either of these’re yours, and--[ Mumbles to himself for a moment, under his breath. Something something, Robin’s real rude. ]--you can prove it’s yours, I’ll come run it to you?

His name isn’t “Hammy-Bruce” it’s “Bat-Hamster!” [ Robin is heard complaining in the background before the feed cuts off. ]

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Sep. 2nd, 2017 07:50 pm
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Let's say you have two friends who you care about very much, and they're both very nice people.

You learned friend 1 has a crush on friend 2. You think they'd be very good together.

Is there any way I can get them together? Or should I stay out of it?
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[Everyone's memories were so intriguing. It was kind of nice to get a glimpse into each world, though at some expense great or small, whatever that expense was. Minato thought he wouldn't have the opportunity to visit all of the worlds out there, so he did have to thank Wonderland for giving him that chance. Maybe one positive out of being here was that for all the events, if some individuals didn't remember something from it, then there had to be someone else who would.

It did give him an idea too, a small one that he could work with. He just wanted to give it a try, to see if he could also get reacquainted with his own Personas that he didn't have with him now. The most important reason though was to see if he could try to know more people too, as if too to make up for the Social Links, relationships with people that he should have here. It'd be a good test for him.

His current backdrop were the stacks in the Library as he sat at a table with books all around, those that were open displaying pictures of mythological deities and supernatural creatures, maybe a few historical figures as well.]


Use three words to describe yourself, and I'll try to match you with a Persona.
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[The video feed opens to a pair of robotic hands pinning a sign to a pillar in the Entrance Hall. This isn’t terribly peculiar since Mettaton has done this quite a lot in the past for his concerts but the subject of this flyer is of a different affair than anyone is accustomed to seeing. It is rather bare in comparison to the almost gaudy things he’s put up before but this one is straight and to the point: a picture of a ghost that some of Wonderland may recognize and the words on the top and bottom of the flyer say in big bold, eye-catching print HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GHOST? Anyone who happens to explore the mansion today will run into a lot of them hung up all over Wonderland.

There’s a couple of seconds as Mettaton adjusts the flyer so it sits perfectly on it and, satisfied, he reaches a hand back to the camera and turns it to face him.]


Hello Wonderland! It’s been awhile since I have posted here, I know, it’s a tragedy that I need to remedy more often, but that’s a problem for later. For now, dear Wonderland, I need your help. You see, in that last event or perhaps a little before it, someone important went missing. And I know some of you knew them, so I will need your help in finding them!

[He says this with a confidence that does not betray the anxiety that has been building in his soul that he has been fervently denying.]

Now I know one of the first questions some of you may ask me is “Is their room empty?” Well. Their room being empty, whether or not it is, doesn’t matter right now. What matters is that they are missing and that I will find them. Any information you have as to where they may be would be incredibly helpful!

[Now Mettaton looks almost imploringly to the camera, but of course he’d never come off as desperate, no, he’s Mettaton! He’d never potentially lose his cool like this.]

So! If any of you have information about the whereabouts of the dear and lovely Napstablook, I am all ears! I will be all over Wonderland and if you have anything at all, respond to this and let me know.

[With a decisive nod he ends the feed.]

((ooc: If you’re feeling an action thread, Mettaton can be found almost all over Wonderland feverishly looking for his dear friend, so feel free to run into his rather desperate search as he denies that Napstablook is gone. Places of note are The Music Room, the Library and probably the entirety of the Second Floor but he can absolutely be found anywhere you wish other than the Forest, which is a closed prompt.))

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Aug. 9th, 2017 10:47 am
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[Today, Naoki has opted for text. Not for any particular reason, other than that it reminds him of using his phone back at home, and he kind of likes that nostalgic feeling.]

It seems like we talk a lot about what we had at home that we don't have here. But what's something you have here that you don't have at home?

And I mean something good, not something like "here we have terrible events that try to kill us and we don't have that at home."

For me, the thing we have here that I don't have at home is night.

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Jul. 9th, 2017 03:47 pm
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Um... H-Hello. This isn't anywhere near as important as the last couple of videos... Or important at all. You could skip this if you want, I don't mind. I was j-just, um, curious.

I was encouraged to try and perform, b-but... I don't really know much about music. So, I guess...

W-what is your favorite musical instrument? And why?
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[After his arrival, Kay's taken the time to change his clothes - the familiar long-sleeved shirt and vest - so that no one sees the blood in this video. His face is still pale from the earlier injury. He drums his fingers against his desk as he talks.]

Hey. I'm Kay, for anyone who hasn't met me. Anyone here got experience with brain imaging? Reading brain activity, any effects it might have, that kinda stuff. Ideally, I'd like someone who could do a basic check up as well.

(OOC note: I won't be able to reply to responses until Monday.)

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Jun. 20th, 2017 12:55 pm
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I take it the vague message we received from a rodent today is the type of unhelpful missive people have warned me lead to events?

[ GREAT. Claire's super stoked. 100% ready to go. ]

How does one typically prepare themselves when you've no idea what's about to happen?
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hey wonderlanders, let's talk about something happy for a change. because not everything that happens here is bad, and not all of the events are awful. some of them are actually pretty fun. my first one was like that. it was hogwarts, and i came out of that one pretty okay with the fact that i couldn't remember who i was during it, and i actually kind of treasure what i remember of that time. is that weird?

tell me what your favorite events have been. would you mind experiencing them again?

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May. 3rd, 2017 06:07 pm
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Hello, everyone. I'm sorry to be bothering you, you don't have to listen if you don't want to, it's not really important.

For any newcomers, my name is Mikan Tsumiki, and welcome to Wonderland.

I've been trying to work on a few issues I have, and I think one of the things that might help is the word "normal". I want to become more like a normal teenage girl. Normal teenage girls don't apologize for everything, and they don't cry over everything, and they don't need to be useful all the time.

All worlds are different, though, so one person's normal might be different than another. But that's okay! I want to try all options.


So, if you could please finish this sentence - "A normal teenage girl____"
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[Kon looks extremely distressed. He's got a blue stone clenched in his hand.]

Anyone who knows Lapis Lazuli, I... [He grimaces.] People don't stay dead here, right? I... I tried to save her. I wasn't fast enough, and she just... she exploded right in front of me.

[He looks away, holding tightly to the rock in his hand. Superman wouldn't have failed.] But... she'll come back, right? That's what everyone says. That people come back?
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[When the feed clicks on, Mettaton is at the camera, perfectly poised and smiling wide.]

Hello, Wonderland! Sorry for that little hiccup earlier!

[He fluffs his hair a bit, which definitely looks disheveled; an unusual deviation from his usual picture perfect looks.]

I had a small incident with Wonderland's local dream demon BUT! There's no need to fear, darlings, because your strong, amazing hero Mettaton repelled the evil doer! Wonderland is safe and so are the rest of you!

[He smiles, though it falters for just a brief second before he continues.]

Now, let's put this silly incident behind us, shall we? There's no need to worry about any of these shenanigans or torment yourself with worry over me (unless you want to, of course! ♥). I'm sure you'll see my shining face on the network sometime in the future again (minus any and all unauthorized uses of my brand) so I shall let you all return to your daily lives. Bye, darlings~!

[He pauses for a moment, blinks, and then hurriedly gives a cutesy wave and wink to the camera, though it's clear his heart isn't in it. The feed ends there.]

((ooc: Mettaton may respond to network responses but it will probably be sporadic due to the fact that he's feeling really rough right now. For anyone wanting to personally come and check on him, the door will have many latches and locks and Mettaton will not be opening his door for anyone other than close CR, if that. But he's fine. Absolutely fine! Totally.))

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Apr. 18th, 2017 12:41 am
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um, hi again, wonderland....

i'm not sure if anyone else knows but.... that voice coming from mettaton was someone named bill.....

i thought he was my friend but it looks like he... he...

i was wondering if anyone has ever seen him before...

i only see him in events, so i only just found out his true form....

enclosed is what he really looks like....

if anyone knows anything about him, please let me know....

we...

....we have to save mettaton, ok?
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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


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(The robot in this feed is probably recognizable, if only because they regularly post to the network. They're chattering, headflaps flicking in a manner that may possibly indicate excitement.)

Greetings, we are Legion, a terminal of the Geth.

This location is from our universe. We are willing to provide assistance as needed.
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[ Early in the morning if someone is looking outside towards the gardens they will probably see a giant metal....something falling from the sky and crashing into said gardens. It will bounce a few times leaving behind sizable craters until it stops in the final crater. At that point it will sit up and its a...person? A person made of metal? One that seems to be very surprised by the entire situation. ]

[ So it’s taken him some time but he’s finally figured out how to not suddenly be made of metal. It was a relief to actually see his skin again. After that panic fest was over he started to explore. He found his network device, sort of explored the grounds, trying to stay mostly out of the way. This place didn’t make any sense but after scrolling through the network that seemed to be par for the course.

He was seated in the garden when he turned on the video feed, one of the the giant craters he made when he landed was slightly visible in the background.
]

So uh, hi Wonderland? I guess. Just gonna warn you now, there’s a giant hole in your garden...or three. Sorry about that. Didn't mean to mess up the decor.

[ Also didn't mean to turn into a giant metal man, although it did save his life. ]

I guess I should introduce myself before I start asking you all questions. I’m Nate Heywood, historian, time detective, legend- that seems a little pompous when I say it aloud. Legends are what my team calls themselves. Speaking of which, if anyone knows anything about them, or say the Waverider, or how I can get back to it, that would be great.

[ He goes to sign off but pauses. One more question. ]

Right and, this might be weird. Did anyone else...change when they got here? Like one minute you’re a normal person and the next suddenly you’re made of metal...or something like that? Is that a thing this place does to you?

[ He looks at the camera for a moment before nodding to himself and switching it off, now all he had to do was wait- he hoped. ]

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Mar. 29th, 2017 11:00 am
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[Early in the morning, the network will be greeted by the video feed of an intense young man in a school uniform. He maintains that intensity as he begins his declarations.]

Good morning, people of wonderland! This is Kiyotaka Ishimaru. If we have not met before, I am a student from Hope's Peak Academy, where I am known as the Super High School Level Public Morals Committee Member! We have endured quite some events lately, haven't we? They have resulted in several delays of this message, but I will not wait any longer and risk becoming a procrastinator! I am addressing you all today to make a few announcements, so listen up!

There are two proposals I would like to put forth. The first is to set up an arrangement that I organized the last time that I was trapped somewhere. Every morning, anyone who so wishes is free to join me in the dining hall for breakfast! There, we can swap information to keep ourselves updated about the mysteries of this place while we prepare for the day!

Secondly, who's up for some serious studying?! I have noticed that there is no formal education system in place in this world, and this is a crying shame! However, in the absence of a school, it is important that we keep our minds sharp. This is no excuse to slack off! So, I think that it is also important to organize study groups. We can meet up in the library regularly and coordinate our studies of the the wealth of knowledge contained there! There may be some language barriers to deal with, as I have noticed that the books in the library do not translate like our spoken words do. However, I am sure that we will be able to work around that! This will also be a valuable opportunity for me to work more on my studies of English, so I welcome the challenge!

[With that, he smiles and practically chuckles.]

That will be all for today! I urge everyone to do your best and work hard in any and all of your daily endeavors! [And with that, he stops the feed.]

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Mar. 16th, 2017 09:17 am
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[ Well, that was some event, huh? Here's a nice distraction after the fact — a young girl who clearly looks like she has something on her mind as the feed fires up. Chiaki rocks back and forth slowly, briefly, as if she's contemplating exactly what she wants to say before she says it. Finally, she just tilts her head to one side and speaks. ]

Hey, so . . . are there any kind of game nights here?

[ Asking the important questions here. ]

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Mar. 8th, 2017 07:10 pm
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You could be happy here. Having anything you desire, or being given a second chance. You could be happy, or at least not faulted for wanting to believe the dream. Dreams can be powerful, or quickly become a nightmare.

( Three guesses as to what Leliana's considering and the first two are probably correct. She knows that this is not in fact the Fade but it's the closest base of reference that she has -- somewhere that isn't quite real, where magic is more powerful than you would believe, dreams, desires. Demons. There is some influence here, and something else -- what else would want them captive? )

It would be more unsettling if we are simply left to our happiness. They take memories, feeding from us. Is that power only to feed what they do or is there more to it? What else will come, even if some have been waiting for so long?

( Perhaps some of the memories were not powerful enough, only giving a fraction of the power another memory did. Was it happiness or sadness, perhaps fear or anger? )

Would you give up something to keep this happiness going, or does fear of what may come stop that?

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Mar. 7th, 2017 12:54 pm
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What an absolutely delectable distraction!

[A frightening feline visage graces the viewer. While it registers more or less as a cat in shape and size, there is something particularly off about it. The eyes are too big, and the mouth gapes, full of crowded teeth pointing in all directions. It’s visibly smiling, which is something a normal cat shouldn’t be able to do. Maybe this is what cats look like in nightmares?]

Such an array of colours and textures! I find myself mourning my poor ability to see all the different shades, but oh, the sensations underneath my toes! The feeling of raking my claws over the various chairs and couches in this lovely building is nothing less than sublime.

I’ve been missing out my entire life, only able to sharpen them against the cold metal of Zone 0. It makes a most unpleasant sound, but one must endure. Hygiene is very important, children.

And they have even made me a little present. While I would prefer some fresh quarry to chase, or perhaps something to open those vexing little tins with, this device is more than satisfactory. It is made just for the charming, rounded shape of my paws.

[It kneads them against the screen, purring in a satisfied manner.]

Tell me, my well-kept inmates, what is the purpose of our prison? I was thoroughly convinced that my world had been reduced to nothingness, as my wanderings proved fruitless, and yet I am here, vibrant and alive! The puppeteers have made quite the tangle of strings here, but it does not bother me any more than any other ball of yarn, which we cats are so expert at unraveling.

I implore you to tell me all you know. I am very, very curious.

[OOC: Before playing with The Judge, please check out his
permissions post! He has a particular fourth-wall breaking power that you need to know about before engaging with him.]

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Feb. 13th, 2017 12:09 pm
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{ library, night }

[ As darkness spreads and the moon rises, some of you might notice an unfamiliar figure knocking around in the library. It's gothic and jagged tonight, like a cathedral of books.

The person in question is a pale and somewhat careworn-looking man, in bare feet and a dapper nightshirt, with hair that's only barely under control. He's going along the bookcases, cautiously, patting them, cautiously. Now and then he'll mutter aha! and pull a book out, only to push it back in disgust when it doesn't activate the secret switch to make the bookcase roll away.

What, they don't build secret doors like that here? Poppycock.

He breezes past a mirror hung on the wall.

I am not blind, says a voice: a deep, slow voice that reaches his ears and no-one else's. I am not deaf.

Trust that, says another, trust me, you can trust that.

Grout hmms softly, a signal that he's taken... whatever that means on board. It could be literal. It could be metaphor. It could be gibberish. He runs his thumb over a spot on the wallpaper, making sure it's not the light of a spy-hole. He raps the mirror with his knuckles, just in case it's hiding a secret room or something behind it.

But the knocking doesn't sound hollow. He steps back, disappointed. ]


Drat, absolutely nothing.


{ kitchen, night }

[ He finds his way to the kitchen as well, and here it's harder to conduct a search while staying silent. In the dead of night, there's a certain amount of banging involved in opening cupboards and knocking on walls, no matter how careful you're being.

The mansion, he's realising, is huge. Whoever brought him here certainly has resources -- and who? the Anarchs? perhaps; there's a Toreador or two in their ranks who might be tickled by a political kidnapping. He grits his teeth, ducks down and checks inside the unlit fireplace; but there are no pull chains or hidden switches in sight. Not a hunter or the Sabbat; he'd be dead. Although that would explain why the hallways are lined with lit candles -- the Sabbat would be mad enough. A rival in the Camarilla? Several possible names come to mind.

I'm a trap without hinges, key, or lid. The voice is inaudible, but Grout hears it with pure clarity. He straightens up, dusts off his night-gown, and tugs on a wall lamp in case it's a hidden lever. (It's not.)

Yet inside, God forbid. Yet inside, God forbid.

It's good practice not to talk back to his little club of followers and hangers-on; they're secret for a reason. But he's nervous, frustrated, and it helps his concentration to think out loud. ]


A trap without any way in or out isn't a trap. That's absolute consummate nonsense! If I set out a box trap in a field and neglect to add hinge or door, it won't very well catch any rabbits, will it? Every trap has a lid, including this one. Utter nonsense.

[ The voice is obviously trying to tell him something, but what damned unnecessary riddling. No-one who wanted to send a clear message ever wrote poetry! ]

( ooc: hi! grout here is a vampire with various mental abilities -- though to ordinary senses he isn't visibly inhuman -- so if you tag could you take a look at the questions on his permissions post? thanks! )

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Feb. 11th, 2017 12:35 pm
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[ In hindsight, he shouldn't be too surprised. He'd heard about it happening to a number of people before in the mansion — where they're gone for, say, a solid week or so. Where they're home. Until they're not again, anyway. If that was what had happened here, well. He wasn't quite ready to come to that conclusion just yet.

But it was very, very clear that something had gone on in Wonderland in his absence, at least.

When the feed starts, he's crossing his arms, examining the room around him before holding up a book by the corner of the cover. The pages are wrinkled and yellowed, showing signs of having been wet, waterlogged. Harrison hardly seems amused.
]

Alright. Who wants to explain this? Because apparently, I seem to have missed something.

[ if that's also his way of announcing his presence to certain others in the mansion then, you know. these things happen, too. ]
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--No, no, no! Ugh, seriously?

[At first everything is dark, but then there are little shifts that produce light until finally something is lifted off of the camera and Wirt is there, looking down at the camera with some mild concern. There's a Norton Anthology of English literature in his hands (volume two, first edition).]

I hope I didn't break it...what even happens when you break these things anyway?

[He doesn't seem to realize that the camera has been turned on, and isn't paying attention to the little red recording light. Instead, he sets his book aside in a tall stack - a stack that fell right on the network device earlier. Satisfied that it won't fall again, Wirt turns his attention back to his notebook. He reads his work quietly, but just loud enough to be picked up by his network device.]

Hm...alright, so.

Wonderland's eternal winter,
thawed for mere moments,
into a lush greenery and warmth
that spreads through each limb and vein
tingling in fingers and toes.

And in that reprieve of winter
I forget myself.
I mix and swirl with what both is
and is not me,
dwell on what I am
and what I never was.

I am a raging river
waiting for the world to freeze again--


[He stops and frowns.] Wait. That's dumb. Water still moves under ice...

[For a moment, he tries to think of a way to save it, but in the end he scribbles out the last stanza entirely. He still doesn't seem to realize he's being recorded.]
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[ it took her forever to hit send on this one, agonizing over whether or not she really wanted to hear the myriad of potential responses. she talked to bonnie (and to some degree, daenerys) about it last month, but there's a part of her that's curious -- that wants to know where the rest of the mansion stands. ]

i'm not homesick.
i'd like to find a way out, but i don't really want to go home.
is that bad?

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Dec. 26th, 2016 07:11 pm
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Um, h-hello... For those who don't know or who forgot me, my name is Mikan Tsumiki. I really hope we can all get a-along for a while.

I debated about saying this, but, I figured, it was better to be safe than sorry. There's a girl here from my world... her name's Ryoko. She's very nice! But now that there's two of us here, I was wondering... could that increase the odds of an event based on our memories? I-It seems to happen to a lot of people.

So, um! With that said! If you suddenly have memories of belonging to Hope's Peak Academy, it's not real!

... And if we wind up on an island where a black and white bear tries to make us kill each other in order to escape, please don't do that!

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Dec. 25th, 2016 05:40 pm
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Greetings! This is Toriel.

So, as I understand it, there is a human holiday today centered around exchanging gifts! Strange, that it so strongly resembles a similar tradition among monsters. Anyway, I was thinking that I might as well make something for everyone here, and have been spending a great deal of my off time knitting scarves and hats!

[Actually, she was knitting anyway to take her mind off of things, and figures this would just be a nice thing to do with it.]

I have left a collection of wrapped boxes in the entrance hall, and each one contains either a scarf or hat. Please, only take one! I did not start knitting long enough ago to make one for everybody here, but hopefully there are enough for those who want one.

Also, please do not take one if you are family. I worked very hard to knit something special for you specifically.
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( a happy looking figure is the first thing seen when the device switches on, the smile usually present on stretched lips going even further. the only thing that looks strange is the two dots that rest on either of her cheeks - they go with her smile, as though they're a decoration merely there to make her look. )

Can you think of something beautiful? ( that's the problem she's having. despite her usual positive outlook, dying and being dragged to another world has put a damper on her oh so cheerful self. despite her smile, it's difficult to think of anything - even a beautiful day is escaping her, since she doesn't know if this place has them at all. but she's trying her best, despite the knowledge that she's in another world, without her basement and her sugar. perhaps she could begin thinking of the fact that the batter isn't here — some solace, in this strange situation she's been pulled into.

she sighs, as though she's been heartbroken. theatrical until the end. )
If you can, tell me? I can't think of anything right now. I wish I could dance.

( she almost wishes she could hide in her basement again. )

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Dec. 12th, 2016 06:45 pm
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[The video clicks on and off a few times until Elsa's face is finally visible. Even though it's night, it's easy to make out that she's outside and in the gardens. The area has been blasted with ice, and Elsa looks like she's about to panic. She's been here for hours now and can't find her sister. Going through one portal into another world without her sister has set her off, and her recently practiced control has slipped. She's furious to be kept away from Anna once again, and the thick ice blanketing the fountain, ground, and flowers shows that.]

I've had experience with magical talking devices like this before. There isn't an Emma button on this one, but I know someone will be able to hear me.

[Her emotion builds and the ice spreads out further, crackling beneath her feet.]

I'm looking for my sister. Anna, where is she? She should have stepped through the portal here moments after I did. I've been here for hours and haven't seen her. We were just reunited after thirty years apart, and I can't lose her again.

[She knows enough now to not freeze over the mansion and threaten everyone inside, but she will need some answers before she can control her emotions and call the ice away.]

[ooc: This is open to network responses and action!]

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