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What's up, Wonderland? If you're new, I'm Ellie, and that's all the intro you get, 'cause it's not important.

[ Ahem! Without further ado, she stands aside to give everyone a sweeping view of an arcade game which is sitting in the middle of her room. ]

Ta-da! This is The Turning, AKA the coolest game of all time. I've had it here for a while, but I was waiting for the right time to do this, and I think this is the right time. Or something. Anyway, it's a kickass fighting game with boss fights and shit. And the best character ever: Angel Knives. Yes, that's her name, and she's awesome.

[ Okay, enough advertisement. ]

So, first off, I was wondering if someone could help me get this thing to the teen center... place. [ Because of a broken arm, which she is very strategically not showing on screen. ] Second, I'm gonna start planning a tournament for this, so you better practice up! Prize is TBD, but I promise it'll be awesome. I won't be playing since I've pretty much become a boss at this, but I'll moderate. And pick out the previously-mentioned awesome prize. So... yeah, once I get those details sorted out, I'll let you know. See ya!

[ Aaaand she's gone. ]
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[Sans sounds a bit rushed and harried.]

i, uh. i need some help.

i'm at the settlement with all the...crappy huts. got two injured kids on my hands. one's gonna need help pretty quickly. i'm not, uh...i don't know how...humans just have all this stuff to them, and i don't...know how it all works. don't know how to--fix it.

[There's a soft rasp of bone scraping against bone as Sans rubs at his skull.]

other kid's gonna need someone to watch 'em real closely. they're a danger right now. to everyone. themselves included.

[He sighs, clearly exhausted.]

just. if you think you can help, please hurry.

[He's had enough of watching kids die for several lifetimes.]
uncoils: (I set myself on fire)
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Okay, so since I've arrived, there was the mirror thing, Halloween in the middle of summer, that one that I'm not talking about, and now we've got something straight out of a Disney movie.

[She's counting on her fingers in the video, not that she needs to, there's only four things. But it gives her something to do and helps her try and act like she's way calmer about this than she is. Plus, it also helps distract from the fact that she still doesn't know how to feel about that last event. That was weird.]

Things never stop happening around here, do they? I guess in one way, it sort of makes this place feel like home, but if Wonderland would like to give us a break, I wouldn't mind.

[And yes, she knows everyone would probably like a break from Wonderland. That's why she's laughing about it. Because that's just not how these things work at all, right? Everybody wants a break, and they just never really get one, outside of the downtime between stuff which is never as much of a break as you want or could use.]

Anyways, if you guys need help moving people or anything, let me know. That's about all I can do. I mean I'm pretty sure I'm not anyone's true love, so you're definitely out of luck there.
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[It's probably a silly instinctive thought to have because the danger has obviously passed and she knows Giorno and Mista would never let anything happen to her, but Trish can't help but jump to the obvious conclusion that this has something to do with Stands. How the hell else is she supposed to explain this? She decides, in the end, to keep it as a possibility, but not as a definitive. She'll just have to see what answers she can get out of the people here.]

[So when the feed flicks on, it's a pink-haired girl who seems completely nonplussed by the whole situation. Perhaps even like she's got her nose up in the air a little as she sits there with folded arms.]

The name's Trish Una. I'm sure you guys are sick of answering questions, but you haven't answered my questions. We'll start with the basics: what does a girl have to know about this place to survive?

I'll leave that open to interpretation, but don't waste my time with asinine answers.
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Due moltiplicato per due fa 4. 4 moltiplicato per 4 fa sedici. Sedici è due moltiplicato per due moltiplicato per due, quadrato 4, come il gioco.

[This is what he sends while he's still in his room, still contemplating where he is, and why, if there is a why. Sometimes there isn't, and he knows that; sometimes people attack you for no reason, simply because you're in a position of power, even if they don't have an issue with you specifically. This is what he's learning. It's not paranoia if you're right.]

[The message will draw appropriate attention if it's there to be drawn. If it's not, as he suspects, it'll pass unnoticed or at least ignored by most people and will draw out those who speak Italian or have short tempers or both.]

[He can't stay here forever, of course, so after about half an hour he steps out of his room and into the hall. He's an obvious new arrival, since he's inspecting the mansion with extreme and unfamiliar care, but he doesn't quite seem afraid. Curious, yes, annoyed, definitely, but afraid, no. He moves with the quiet grace he's accustomed to, the only real acquiescence to the situation a gentle frown and a slightly pinched brow.]

[He explores everywhere, and thoroughly, so it takes awhile; even so, he spends extra time in some places. The library fascinates him in the way that only a total nerd can be fascinated by an apparently infinite library, but he manages to tear himself away after only forty-five minutes cradling a tome on rainforest insects that never existed on Earth and never will. The kitchen holds him a little bit longer, because at first he's delighted by the plenty offered by the cupboards, and then he's terrified (again, always) at letting someone else control what and when he eats. He's all tense what-ifs until he gets to the ballroom, where he stays for a little while simply because it's pretty, and pretty things soothe him.]

[It's not until he gets past the gardens into the forest that the switch flips, quite neatly, from frustration and uncertainty to anger. The reason is fairly predictable. All the same, he looks at most mildly bothered, leaning one hand on the nearest tree trunk when the video switches on.]

If anyone has a moment and it's not too much trouble, I'd appreciate if you could tell me what the hell is wrong with this forest. There's not a thing in here but the trees.

[A beat.]

Obviously I have a laundry list of other questions, but really.

( ooc ; feel free to catch him anywhere in the mansion or on the grounds for the action portion! )
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[ have you seen a golden streak throughout wonderland? that's barry — the flash — scoping out the place. making sure it's up to snuff and reasonably safe (ha ha, another earth being safe? oh, barry) and searching for (1) the cheshire cat (2) the caterpillar with the hookah and (3) the queen of hearts, he's found himself so disappointed not to find (4) the mad hatter. it's like he's losing this scavenger hunt no one else is playing. ]

[ he makes sure his username is BEARY 🐻 for #reasons no one will ever guess. keeping his tone cheery and upbeat, barry's close to fooling himself that he doesn't feel so empty on the inside and infinitely defeated. ]

Little Barry fell
the hole
bumped his head
and idk about my soul tbh jw if I've gone mad here??

Okay, sorry, that wasn't a real question. Siri's not even answering me so I'm guessing it's just not even a good one to ask? What kind of Wonderland doesn't even have Jitters?

Assuming I've gone mad and I'm not going to lose my head, I've decided to come to my wise fish with a specific porpoise. Fish don't go anywhere without one.

I want to know when tea-time is (seriously, guys, I'm really, really, REALLY hungry and I could use some snacks, like high on the sugar, maybe cupcakes with icing, ice-cream in the cone, chocolate ...) and if I'm invited because I kiiiiiiind of waited in the tea-room for like an hour and a half at 6PM — ON THE DOT btw — and no one turned up? Like, come on, I'm a great party guest … even though I'm over a mile high.

What do I have to do to be in the cool kid's club????
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[Dipper always looks a little on the paranoid and overtired side, but he looks especially bad today. Amazing how much harder it is to sleep when the very reason you have trouble sleeping in the first place is actually here and likely to torment your nightmares if you dare close your eyes. Not that staying awake forever is an option. Dipper just wishes it was. He starts the feed, then sits, back, looking grim.]

Hey. Dipper and Ford Pines here. You might have noticed the super weird triangle thing that came up recently? Well, that's not a what. That's a who. [A beat.] And… also a what, actually.

[Ford doesn’t look much better either. His brow is furrowed and his expression, grave.] That super weird triangle thing is a dream demon known as ‘Bill Cipher’. He is incredibly powerful and incredibly dangerous. Now I’m sure some of you will take this as a challenge-- How bad can he be? Right? [He shrugs airily, but abruptly points at the camera.]

Wrong. Bill is most powerful in the mindscape; a mental realm between dimensions. He can read your mind and inhabit your dreams and he is chaos incarnate. He may be charming, but above all else he is a liar and a monster.

[Dipper raises a finger.] Also? Don't make a deal with him. He will lie to you and cheat you out of your end and then he'll possess you and do terrible things to and with your body. [Terrible, terrible things. Dipper rubs his arm.]

But good news? He can't possess you if you don't deal with him, and without a corporeal form he's pretty limited in what damage he can do. Still got the omniscience and nightmares to contend with, but who hasn't had to deal with a few nightmares? [It's fine. He's fine.]

[Ford puts a comforting hand on Dipper’s shoulder.] If you happened to follow his instructions and you drew a triangle with an eye, I suggest you destroy that paper immediately--preferably by burning it. If you can help it, do NOT engage! I cannot stress that enough. Do not be a fool just because you think you can handle yourself. It’s not worth the risk.

[Dipper nods firmly.] If he contacts you? Let us know. If he… takes an interest in you or something, definitely let us know. We're experts on dealing with him. We can help. We can also answer any questions you might have. To the extent that there are answers, anyway. There are still definitely more questions.

[He gives a serious nod, glances up at Ford, then looks into the camera.]

That's it for now, Wonderland. Stay safe, and come to us with any questions.
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Hey... so, I totally missed my one-year mark. Pretty sure that was right in the middle of the Infected shit storm-- that couldn't be related, could it? But, anyway, I'm hoping someone just forgot to come by and give me my special badge or whatever you get for this illustrious milestone? I forgive you for being late, since I completely forgot, and you can come by with that prize anytime. Unless it's just for the five-year guys, and if that's the case, then... booooo.

[ Ellie pulls a face, offering a helpful thumbs-down for the camera. ]

Anyway! "What I Learned on My Wonderland Vacation"... I'm way less likely to drown now! Thanks, Jo. [ ... ] Uh, I know way too much about a lot of your personal lives, which is... gross, sometimes. There are kids here, people. [ Some of you are just nasty. ] I figured out exactly how much molten chocolate cake I can down before I get sick. That's three, and I'd say they're all big accomplishments. ... Except that middle one.

[ There are a bunch of other things, too, but her attention is already wandering and she yawns to prove it. ]

Does anyone have a Mirror who isn't extremely creepy? Inquiring minds want to know.
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[Private video - filtered to Literally Everyone But Asriel and Toriel]

Greetings, Wonderland!

[Announced brightly and cheerily. There's someone new in town! Chara is PANICKING, and this manifests itself in clear and obvious ways: a placid, polite smile and a camera that only jitters slightly, because they're multitasking. Occasionally, a ridiculously twee cupcake backpack peers into frame, because Chara is cramming every treasured possession they have into it while they talk.]

Let me make this straightforward and simple. Another new friend has arrived into our fold. I trust you'll all be welcoming to him.

Don't tell Asriel I'm here.

If you so much as mention my name to him, I will know. I will find you. I will kill you, and I will wait tenderly and patiently over your fallen, disgusting corpse until it rises again. I will sink a knife in and twist, so the very first thing you feel upon your revival is unspeakable pain. I'll cut away every life that you have remaining in this place, and then I will go hunting for everyone you love.

I hope I have made myself clear. Understand, for once, I make this demand from a place of mercy. I distance myself for everyone's good. Sabotaging that would not be advisable; I've been told I'm a little bit dangerous when I have nothing left to lose.

[Private video to Toriel, because of course Mom gets a nicer version lmao]

Ma'am. I hope you're well. You must be happy. You must be excited!

I hope I don't dampen your elation, but I have decided it would be for the best if I give Asriel some space. I... I was responsible for his death. I believe it would be much easier on him if he were given some time to adjust to Wonderland before the bombshell of my continued existence is dropped on him. It would be a lot to take in at once, would it not?

Please, don't mention my name to him. Give it some time, at the very least. I'm going to make myself as scarce as Wonderland will permit. Think of it like... a vacation. It'll be fun!

Try to understand. I'm not trying to be dramatic or attention-seeking. I've made this choice because I feel it will be easier on Asriel.


[True to their word, they've removed every last trace of themselves from Room 12 and fuckign BOLTED. The problem of where to go is a little trickier, since there's really no getting away from Wonderland. Just sprint out into the woods until they've gone Too Far Out? Hide in a cave and hope nobody finds them?

...They go to the diner. Diners were safe places to hide out when they ran away before they fell. Souji said they could work there. There's food, and the booths are soft enough to grab quick snatches of sleep in. They can duck into the kitchen, and even if it's sterile and commercial rather than homey, it's still a kitchen.

They've seated themselves on the floor behind the counter, tucked away out of sight. They're... emptying salt shakers onto the floor with an absent smile on their face. Even they don't know why they're doing it.]


Jun. 6th, 2016 12:47 pm
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Now, I get what you were going for here, but I must say, it’s just not working for me at all. Where’s the music? The entertainment? The escapism? Most people go to a bar to get away from their problems and the mediocrity of their lives, not to be surrounded by another place as equally drab and boring!

[Lucifer is clearly at the bar, and while it’s likely quite lovely and fine, this is The Devil we’re talking about. He’s not satisfied with much that he doesn’t do himself.]

This won’t do at all! Do you even have anyone hooking up in this bar or does everyone walk back to their rooms sad, alone and feeling sorry for themselves? It’s pathetic, really.

[He suddenly appears as if he’s had a revelation of sorts, though honestly he probably started this knowing exactly where he was taking it.]

Never fear, citizens of Wonderland. I’ll make sure you’re all able to partake in some real debauchery very soon.
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[Hi Wonderland, here's Jolyne looking sort of ashamed as she looks into the camera.]

Hey, I just wanted to start things by apologizing. I got here yesterday and just sort of blew everybody off because I thought this was a dream, and I'd wake up soon. But I guess that's not the case. So sorry.

[Not the world's best apology, but Wonderland not being a dream isn't the best subject for her either right now, so she'll move on from it a little.]

So Wonderland, huh? I saw the movie when I was a kid, but this seems pretty different. But since I'm stuck here, so I guess I've got time to learn how different. And I should probably introduce myself to everybody and make up for yesterday so, hey, I'm Jolyne. Jolyne Kujo.

[She's pretty sure that name means nothing to anyone which is actually nice, so there's a smile here. Her name didn't mean anything for the longest time, so being able to go back to that instead of having all this family drama to deal with is a little nice. Just a little though, so that smile fades quickly enough, and she goes back to the subject she moved away from a second ago.]

But while I'm on this thing and talking, what happens back where I was? They've got to be freaking out since I must have just disappeared, right? And...

[For once, she actually manages to stop her mouth from getting ahead of her brain. It's a rare occurrence, but this is probably the best time for it to happen.]

Just answer that one for me, okay?


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