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[Tweedledee stands beside a tree, her arms crossed over her chest, her back against the tree's trunk. Her eyes are trained on the ground in front of her. The camera angle is off to the side somewhere, the shot partially framed by grass, but no where in the frame is Tweedledum. Where could she--]

I can see them!

[--In the tree. She's in the tree.

Tweedledee sighs, but doesn't move.]


Well, it's no good yelling about it.

They're coming!

There's nothing to be done now. Best to come down and find a place to hide.

I think I'm quite safe up here, thank you.

[Tweedledee thinks about that for a moment, then, with a nod, turns and begins to climb up the tree as well, quite quickly. Soon there's no one at all in the frame, and after awhile, the abandoned feed is cut.]

Video

Jul. 9th, 2017 03:47 pm
naughty_nurse: (Fell Like A Net)
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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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[Wonderland had a new landmark from that Mirror event. Minato thought he should take the time to go out and explore the new lake again. It was peaceful out here, and he liked that there were frogs and fish and those red water lilies. It was a different atmosphere than the beach and ocean.

But he did come out here for a reason too. He had already searched all the normal places within the mansion and around the grounds. Still nothing. Nothing had turned up. No sign or anything. He hadn't wanted to believe it, but he knew it was inevitable. Things like this were possible.

He finally settled himself in a rowboat and paddled his way to the middle of the crystal clear lake. It had been murky and cloudy the last time he had seen it. Then when he was ready, lying down in that boat and looking up at the sky, he sent out his message on the network.]


...

Stefan Salvatore has gone home.
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I'm ... alive?

Well, no, reasonably I can't possibly be alive, but existing is another story, I suppose.

[ The boy on the network is muttering to himself someone curiously, looking around as the feed moves with him, tapping on doors and looking inside them, wandering into rooms he thinks might contain something special. He's so utterly baffled by his being here that he forgets his manners with some of them, turning the doorknob and just charging in without so much of a hello. Luckily, it seems these rooms are empty. ]

Oh wow... this place is big! And to think I could even-- you know-- uh... To think I could even be again! Let me tell you, it was really vague there for a bit. I'm not sure entirely where I was or how I was, but I know I was...

[ He pauses. ] Really happy. For everyone, they did such a good job. I'm glad knowing the place I treasured so much is safe.

... but this is a new place, isn't it? Can someone tell me what it is?
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[When the video feed opens up, the camera pans to a cheerful young girl sitting in the music room. She'll greet the network with her brightest of smiles.]

Hello everyone!

[After the greeting, she energetically waves in to the camera.]

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Sayaka Maizono. I've been in Wonderland for going on... [She trials off, counting the days in her head.] six months now! During my stay, I've met so many nice and interesting people.

One of the things I've noticed was that there's a good amount of people who are into music. Back home, I was an idol, so I love music too! I've been wanting to put together a concert but then I had another idea that struck me just recently.

I was wondering, would anyone be interested in having some sort of music festival? I think it would be a lot of fun for everyone to perform and show off their musical talents for all of Wonderland. All skills would be welcome! Singing, dancing, playing instruments, you name it.

[She happily claps her hands together and continues to speak.]

Of course, everyone is invited to watch! Even if you aren't into music, you are more than welcomed to just sit back and chat. I'll also be making snacks for everyone to munch on too!

[The smile on her face never fades and if anything, she looks even more excited than when she started the video feed.]

Thank you so much for your time! If enough people are interested, I would love to make this happen.

[Once the network cuts off, you can find Sayaka hanging out at the music room either doing vocal practice, or writing down ideas for a new song.]

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May. 3rd, 2017 06:07 pm
naughty_nurse: (Fell Like A Net)
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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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(A well-dressed, ever-so-slightly scarred English boyEarl is sitting behind a desk, a set of neatly written notes piled neatly at one end. Before him there is a layout of "Wonderland" as best as he can calculate the rooms and proportions - as things seem to like changing. His lips twitch unhappily and he leans back, stubbornly resolved.)

These events...

How can there be absolutely no trace of them? Is the lack of evidence meant to drive us into madness?

(His one visible eye - an almost perfect sapphire blue - narrows in suspicion.)

I am late in introducing myself formerly: I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive. I call England home usually. (As if that isn't painfully apparent with his British accent.) But it seems I have fallen down the Rabbit Hole...

Will I be seeing the Red Queen next? How about the Mad Hatter?
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[The feed opens with a view from the mansion roof, panning back and forth over the courtyard and gardens. Then it pans down, all the way to the ground.]

Yeesh, that's high up. It'd be cooler if it was on a cliff, though. If I was gonna have a castle, I'd put it on a cliff, so it could be all imposing and get struck by lightning and stuff. ...I mean, okay, I know this is more of a palace than a castle, but still.

[There's a pause, then a sigh.]

C'mon, Mae. You can't stall forever.

[The video turns around and reveals the face of the person recording. It's a cat girl! Only significantly less anime than some might expect. She's got blue-black fur, crazy orange eyes and a somewhat mangled right ear.]

[She smiles kind of weakly at the camera.]


Heeeey, so you've got like, FaceTime here, huh? Cool. Uh, so. I'm Mae? I don't know what I'm doing here? And I looked at some of the older posts on here, and I guess that's like...normal? Which doesn't really make me feel much better. It kind of actually makes me feel like I just woke up in an insane asylum. Mae's finally in the nuthouse! Right in the can of mixed nuts. I think I'd be a cashew. Which I guess isn't even a real nut, so.

[It's like a legume or something. Anyway.]

I read that--pamphlet thing? About dimensions and alternate realities and sci-fi horror movie crap. That's cool and all, but I think I'm just gonna treat this whole thing like a really effed up dream for awhile. Just, like, for the sake of my sanity. Okay? Okay.

...

Is there a pizza place around here at least?
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[The video is posted in the dead of the night. It opens to wonderland's resident ghost monster, fiddling with the camera the screen turns black, falling forward]

oh...

[the camera is lifted and wedged more tightly into position, but the ghost is horrifically out of focus]

hi, um.... this is napstablook... um...

i wrote a song about a month or two ago and i've been working on it for a while.... i was thinking....

um... i finished it if you want to listen... uh, click away if you don't, that's fine too....

[they hit a few buttons on their computer, and the song begins to play, with haunting, not quite vague lyrics.]

it's um... it's still a little rough but um yeah... there it is...

those amazing sound effects were gathered by miss coralinejones, aren't they great?

anyway, thank you for your time..... um... let me know what you think....um...

sorry...

[the video feed cuts out abruptly]
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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?

Video

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.]

video;

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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[It's not every day one wakes up and is suddenly inside another body. Or more like Minato was inside a smaller, younger version of his body. He looked like this when he was six years old. It's definitely an event as was announced over the network. But no problem.

There was something on a wall though like a puzzle? But he had to look up, up, and up at it, squinting through the fog. The puzzle was way too high up and no matter how much he tried to jump to reach it, it was not getting any closer.

He had to find something to climb up on. A rolling office chair it was then! That served four purposes:
1) He could move it around easily and adjust the seat up and down to get to places too high to reach
2) He could hide behind it if need be
3) It could be his getaway vehicle if he needed to escape from those monsters
4) The video from the comm device hanging from it would capture where he might be within the foggy laboratory

Thus here's a tiny Minato slowly making his own way through the fog with his trusty rolling chair until he bumps into someone... Is that someone you?]


Oh, sorry... I didn't mean it... Um, are you hurt?

[Pushing a chair with limited visibility is hard and he is profusely sorry for bumping into you! Please feel free to help him reach the puzzle? Or run into him during his travels?]
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[It was a bit of a challenge to find where the Music Room was sometimes. Minato thought maybe he should just somehow mark the door with a sign or something and check for it when the Mansion decided to relocate said Music Room somewhere else. It only decided to shift places on one floor, luckily, and didn't migrate to any other floor, from what he could tell.

But now here he was. He needed to start practicing here more often (when events weren't in the way), make a routine of sorts instead of just practicing in his room. Plus he wanted to be here, especially after the last event.

The camera of the comm device showed Minato opening his violin case, removing the violin that was a bit worn but well-loved along with its bow. Soon, the sound of this tune streamed over the network.

When he was finished, he lowered the instrument. He tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something though it wasn't visible.]


Again? ... Right, I need more practice.

[He smiled again, then nodded.]

I could take requests. ... But you want me to teach? I'm not so sure.

[He really did more practice before he could or should teach anyone how to play the violin. But teaching meant sharing what he knew and testing himself. He could try? There was a certain Master of Strings he didn't want to let down.]
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Um, did something happen? The reason I'm asking this is because...well, you see...

[Ryoko holds up a fairly water damaged notebook to the camera. The pages are pretty warped, and the ink's smudged but it's readable enough. This page doesn't have anything super important on it for anyone who's the type to study things like that. It's got a crudely drawn map with a building circled, and various times penciled in next to it. Definitely nowhere in Wonderland.

Also probably of interest to no one, there's a small badge, or maybe it's some sort of large coin on the desk Ryoko's sitting at. The side of it's visible in the video, but since Wonderland doesn't have any sort of economy, it's probably not important.]


I don't remember, but I don't think it's always been like this. Did someone set off a fire alarm? Then again, that doesn't really seem like something that happens here. Not according to my notebook anyway.

[She just sighs because thanks Wonderland. This notebook is the most important thing in the world to her, and it almost got ruined. And she can't even remember why. Isn't that awful?]

I guess I'm lucky it's still readable, but I should probably copy it to a new one, huh? Hey, do you think the closets can give out waterproof notebooks? Maybe I should get one in case this happens again. Whatever this was.

[She really has no idea. For all she knows everyone went to a water park and she can't remember any of the fun.

...okay, probably not. According to her notebook, most events she's been around for are not fun. Not fun at all.]
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Hey Wonderland.

[Jolyne's here today looking like she has something very important to ask. Also, she looks a little concerned. The reason for it isn't going to stay a secret for very long though, no need to worry about that one.]

Assuming everybody heard the cat talking about...whatever the fuck that's about, but uh, anyone know if it started early?

[This might be a dumb question, she doesn't think events work that way, but...]

I know it was talking about water and stuff like that, and not this, but I went to check on my uncle and he wasn't in his room, but there was a bear in there. Like an actual, honest to god bear. He didn't seem to want honey or hang with Piglet either.

[Admittedly she kind of panicked, so if anybody heard someone screaming in the second floor hallway earlier today, that was why.]

So is there an event going on or seriously, why the fuck is there a fucking bear in my uncle's room? And please tell me it didn't eat him. I'm not in the mood to deal with that shit right now.
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[A new resident can be seen wandering the grounds of the Mansion today. His gait is stumbling, and he holds his right arm at an unnatural angle. He’s wearing some kind of harness that supports a system of weaponry on his body, so strange and specific that its use is unclear. Upon closer inspection, it’s easy to see that there’s something seriously wrong with him. His eyes are unfocused, his clothing is ragged, and he carries a particular stench of blood, death and heat. Despite this, only a few browning spots stain his jacket.]

What in the world…

[His attention is drawn in all different directions. He stares off in the distance over the forest and the hills. The shoreline, too, seems to bewilder him. He’s walking in circles around the Mansion, his neck tilted back as far as it can go to take in its dizzying heights.]

Who the hell built this thing? Titans with wood planes and mortar?

[He takes a few steps back, as if winding back to leap, and reaches up to grab what looks like triggers in holsters under his arms. His left arm makes it, but his right does not. He winces, and cradles it against his chest. Whatever he was about to do, he can’t pull off with a broken arm. He makes a tching noise.]

The fuck am I supposed to do?

[He takes a deep breath, and then plods along his sorry way, his posture drooping. He’s confused, lost, and a little frightened. It’s hard enough to wrap his mind around his own troubles, let alone whatever fever dream his head has conjured up for him now. They say that all soldiers crack eventually, but he never knew the extent of the madness that enveloped those who can no longer comprehend reality.]

[Because we’re all mad here, right?]

01. video

Jan. 17th, 2017 12:32 am
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[ When the video starts up, the image is very unfocused at first — mostly because it seems like the person in question is constantly adjusting it as she stares down into it blankly. After a moment or two, she settles, putting it down on a flat surface, and slowly begins to smile just a bit as the image comes into focus. ]

That looks about right . . . I think.

[ She tilts her head to the side, tapping at her cheek briefly with one finger before continuing to speak. ]

Anyway, hi. I'm Chiaki Nanami. Um, but they also call me the Super High School Level Gamer. I thought I was on an island for a school trip, but . . .

[ At that, her voice drifts off as she looks pensive. Idly, she picks up something nearby — the ever-so-familiar pamphlet for newcomers — and flips through it briefly before looking back up at the camera, giving a firm nod. ]

I guess not, huh. [ a beat. ] So, it's Wonderland, right? That's kind of strange, I guess. But . . . mm, maybe not much more strange than an island or any other place.

[ There's another pause as her eyes drift off to the side. She looks like she's maybe just about to fall asleep when she yawns, addressing the feed again. ]

Hey, if this is Wonderland, then maybe it'd be okay for us to go down the rabbit hole a bit, right? So . . . [ a beat, and then she gives the camera an inquisitive look. ] Hmm, what's everyone's favorite type of game genre?
idolings: <user name=livebites> (❥ To the future I had waited for)
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[Was anyone in wonderland trying to sleep? It's really late at night when a sudden surprised yelp is heard from the device.

So many questions were running through her mind. Where was she? and Why did she wake up on a random beach? The last thing she remembered was being trapped at Hope's Peak and forced to participate in a killing game. It took her by surprise to suddenly be outside when she remembered not being able to see the outside world. Were they somehow able to escape and she couldn't remember? But if that was the case, then where was the rest of her class?

For some reason, she got this strange feeling that she was not in Japan anymore.

With sand in her hair and shoes, she slowly stands up and starts examining her surroundings. Once again, apologies to anyone that was sleeping. Sayaka continues to yell for any sort of sign of life.]
Hello! Is anyone out there? [As Sayaka was pacing back and forth, her foot brushes up against what looks like a little... palm pilot? She curiously picks it up, wiping away the sand, along with shooing away a tiny crab that made a temporary home on the device. At first she pokes it and starts turning it around in several different directions. When she finally realizes that it's been on, the sand covered girl looks startled and also impressed by the device at the same time.]

Um... hello?

[There's a slight pause before she speaks up.]

If anyone happens to hear this message, my name is Sayaka Maizono and I'm a student at Hope's Peak Academy. I... well, needless to say I'm very confused about my current surroundings. Would anyone be so kind as to tell me where I am? I will be very grateful for any sort of explanations! Plus... um, I'd really like to talk to anyone right now. It'd be nice to know that I'm not alone in this strange setting.

[If you happen to be out at night, you are also welcomed to run into Sayaka at the beach! Or if your muse is still sleeping, she'll be wandering around the mansion in the morning.]

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