powerofmabel: (☆ some feeling once in awhile)
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[So here’s Mabel sitting at her craft table in her room, surrounded by her piles of stuffed animals. It looks like she’s about to make the world’s cuddliest State of the Union address.]

Hi, Wonderfriends!

As you know, I, Mabel Pines, am an expert at problem-solving. I not only solve my own problems, but the problems of my friends, and I have the scrapbooked evidence to prove it! Plus I’m co-leader of Angel Investigations- we make your mysteries history. Aw yeah, nailed that plug! [she high fives a stuffed animal, and then sighs and leans back.] But as surprising as it is, there are some problems I can’t solve. You see, I’ve been in Wonderland for two years now, which means I definitely haven’t been to the orthodontist. [and here, she smiles, revealing her braces, which she gestures to.] These things? Do not tighten themselves, guys. And since I kiiinda don’t want a super messed up mouth while I’m in Wonderland, I only have one question for you.

[and here she looks deeply pained, all the casualness gone from her tone, because believe or not, people, untightened braces are uncomfortable as hell.] Is there a dentist in the house??
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[personal profile] krmvgivv
[Like everyone, Dipper looks a little different. When he speaks, it's calmly and confidently and with a certain quality that makes you want to actually sit up and listen. It is... dare I say, a speech worthy of a diplomacy 18 check.]

Hey everyone. Peridot already explained the setting, and I think I can explain the rest. Have you noticed everything feeling a little more... random than usual? Because the costumes, my new ears, the weapons I definitely shouldn't know how to use and sometimes do, and oh yeah, the part where I can do magic...

[He whirls around, sending some magic missiles at an injector drill. He grins.]

So. Cool. But yeah, besides the setting this definitely is coming straight out of a Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons game. I think it's from our world because this is exactly how I looked that time Grunkle Ford and I were transformed by [There's something weird about the wizard's name. Like he just can't quite remember what... ah. It's their missing word. Great. He forces out the only name he can think of in connection to the wizard, even though he knows it's not quite right. Definitely their world.] Probabilitizzle the Annoying.

So yeah, have fun! And if your actions start feeling weirdly more... random than usual? That's part of the fun. Never know when you're gonna crit fail or get a nat 38, right? Just try to keep all your HP and you'll be fine.

[ooc: responses will be coming from [personal profile] draziw!]
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[personal profile] nextfate
[ When Jane starts her video feed, there's a moment she's laughing at someone or something, pushing it/them away lightly before re-focusing on the screen. ]

Hi, everyone. I wanted to apologize for the tattoo shop being closed for so long. I left, but I've been back for about a week now. There was the ski lodge thing and before that...

[ There's something muffled said that can't quite be made out, but her eyes dart in the direction of the voice, and she laughs, bringing her left hand up to cover her mouth for a second which reveals a flash of a wedding ring. ]

...I was honeymooning. So, anyway.

[ She professionally clears her voice, getting back down to business. ]

Any appointments that fell through because I was sent home for a while can be considered back on the books and priority. Just let me know when you want to come by and I'll fit you in ahead of walk-ins. Oh, and I can confirm now that any tattoos I do here will completely disappear and not come back when you return. Which is, I guess, great for return business. All of the tattoos I gave Kurt are gone.

[ Guess she'll have to do more, what a burden. ]

Just let me know if you need anything. Oh, and Kurt's back too. Thanks to everyone who checked in on Sarah.

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Jun. 5th, 2017 09:55 am
agentxthirteen: (07: stop me if you've heard this)
[personal profile] agentxthirteen
For anyone who wants to talk about the most recent event and compare notes, we're meeting in the tea rooms on the second floor tomorrow at three pm.

There will be snacks. If you want anything more significant than what the tea rooms provide, then bring your own. [ I.e., if Mick wants alcohol, he needs to bring his own. ]

We'll be talking about what happened, why it might have happened, what went wrong, and how we can prevent similar mistakes in future events.

Hope to see you there.

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May. 22nd, 2017 11:16 am
agentxthirteen: (11: not happy)
[personal profile] agentxthirteen
This is a long shot I know, but was anybody in my room while I was on the other side?
thinblueline: (Default)
[personal profile] thinblueline
[ While he's known for being pretty quick to assess a situation and pick up on what's going on, there hasn't hardly been time for that before Robin John Blake is addressing the network, a rather uneasy expression wrinkling his forehead, his whole being scrunched up while he tries to get used to using a video function that is nowhere near standard in his time and place. ]

Uh... Know this is gonna sound kinda weird, but— [ Believe it or not, John Blake, there isn't much you could say that the denizen of Wonderland would consider weird, but you go ahead and give it a try, buddy. ] Well... don't s'pose I'm dreamin', am I?

[ It feels like a good guess because he doesn't remember traveling, and he certainly doesn't remember leaving home, and since the last thing he'd done was attend a funeral, it could be a strange coincidence, a fabrication of his mind that's now semi-lucid, sitting here telling him how what he sees and feels can't be what's actually happening. People don't just appear in storybooks (and even if he did, it wouldn't be this celebrated tale). ]

Barrin' that, think I might be dead... [ It's mumbled in an off-hand way, as if maybe he's already considered it, but decided not to lead with that theory. Audible to the rest, even if he's quick to move on from saying it. ] But on the off chance I'm not either of those things, think someone could help me out figurin' what's goin' on here?

[ He likes to think a uniform would have added something to this request, but having just given up his badge for good, all he can do is address everyone as a regular guy — definitely not his first choice, since it usually does him no favors.

He looks like he's done, about to end the transmission, when something else occurs to him.
] —in person, if possible. Not really— Not really much of a fan of these things, not if I can help it.

[ He can't, not here, but he'll at least be content to try for a while. With luck, it won't even matter when he wakes up from all of this... ]

Be— [ A gesture over his shoulder. ] Gonna be outside for a while — out front. So... yeah.


[[ OOC: Video, audio, or action perfectly okay, just note. Will also match style. For starters, send a PM to this account or hit me up @ blakeroo on plurk. :) ]]

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May. 21st, 2017 08:22 pm
blackbirdsing: (💕  15)
[personal profile] blackbirdsing
[ Enter Sarah Weller looking slightly distressed, holding the camera and standing in the middle of a living room not her own. ]

What are the odds on my brother and Jane both going home at the same time, and not being trapped on the other side of the mirrors? Their stuff is here, but...

[ Her stomach twist a little as the camera pans to show their things. ]

But they aren't. And after everything that happened...

[ She trails off, a tear slipping down her cheek. ]

Please tell me they aren't stuck on the other side and just left for a week.
mucked: (☂ oh no not me)
[personal profile] mucked
( action » closed to rip hunter )
the last thing she remembers is an argument with chief thompson... )
( network » open text )
[ later, after she's been briefed and has (mercifully) located her own damned room: ]

Good evening -- I understand the mansion is undergoing a spot of upheaval at the moment, so I'll be brief. Can someone lend me some steady hands and a bit of medical experience? Actually, simple first aid will more than suffice.

It's not an emergency. Rather, I've got some bandages that need changing. Nothing too fussy: abdomen, off-centre, and on a wound that was a clean through-and-through. Unfortunately, those bandages are a challenge to change alone. Believe you me, it's hardly my ideal way to make anyone's acquaintance.

That said,
[ down to brass tacks, ] I'd love to know what's the cause behind the current havoc. My arrival -- quite unwilling, although I'm told that's the way of this place -- seems to also be spectacularly ill-timed. What on earth is happening?

[ even through text, the words are brusque an just a twinge demanding. ]

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May. 9th, 2017 11:48 am
agentxthirteen: (11: not happy)
[personal profile] agentxthirteen
[ It's been a while since Sharon made any sort of announcement over the network, and for the most part, she likes it that way. All too often, the network seems to carry horrible news - this person is missing, that person hasn't been seen in so long, that person is still here, things like that.

But for this, she'll make an exception. Even if it isn't what she would consider work-related.

Yeah. She has personal curiosity. What're you gonna do, punk? ]


Apparently, there are some worlds out there with time travel. And reincarnations where people spout wings and bond together with fusion. Zombies, obviously. Invisible zombies, less obviously. And there's probably more weird stuff than that.

So, I'm curious. Anyone out there willing to give me a science lesson about how the hell things work back home? I'm not an expert, but I like to think I'm no slouch, either. I'm just having trouble wrapping my head around some things and want to have a better understanding.
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[personal profile] catchacold
We're already in some magical land that makes our dreams come true - mostly the bad ones - so let's think about the impossible some more.

[Leonard may be calling it "impossible" mostly to heckle one specific Brit, given he's travelled through time himself, but maybe it will also flush out other time travellers. May be interesting.]

If you could travel to any point in history, where and when would you go, and why?

Also, if you could travel to any point in your own personal history, your lifetime... Same questions.

Would you try to change anything?


[He has experience with trying and the resulting failure too.]
mulletrock: (w/e: come here bb)
[personal profile] mulletrock
So, while everyone's recovering from last month's bullshit here's an idea:
It's my brother's birthday: Sam Winchester. Maybe you've heard of him.
Looks like Sasquatch, dresses like Mr. Rogers.

He likes clowns, greasy food, and lingerie wrestling.

Anyone else looking to pitch in, you can leave open bottles of alcohol, barrettes, and scrunchies outside his room door for the next 24 hours. Whoever can get the most parked by the door jamb without him catching them, gets a favor, winner's choice. Proof or it didn't happen.

He's also a big fan of taxidermy and stetsons.
uncoils: (What a jagged little pill)
[personal profile] uncoils
[After giving it a few days to make sure things are back to normal, it's probably time to own up to where the other half of the event came from. So here's Jolyne looking pretty glum about the whole thing.]

In case you guys were wondering, or want somebody to blame, the zombies were from my world. And yeah, it sucked just as much when it happened before.

[...if not moreso, since here you could jump into tears and move around. Those weren't options in prison. Also nobody was controlling them here, which...she's still not sure if that's better or worse.]

So, sorry. Is that what you do when these things happen?

[She's not really sure. But invisible zombies sound like something she should definitely apologize for.]

Hopefully, you guys won't have to deal with anything else from my world? That was one of the worst ones...I think. Well, except for the snails...and...uh...

[Maybe she should stop talking.]

Look, I swear there's not a lot of stuff that's going to be that bad.

[She's not really convinced, but that seems like a good place to end the feed, so that's what she does.]

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Apr. 8th, 2017 12:27 pm
theothermrgray: (wait)
[personal profile] theothermrgray
[Dorian hadn't noticed the missing man right away. Indeed, he hadn't been on good terms with the gentleman for some bizarre circumstance that was no fault of his own.]

[Alas, as time went on, Dorian noticed the fellow's absence from the library and the rest of his usual haunts. If he wasn't hiding in his room for God knows what reason, it must mean...]


Good afternoon, Wonderland. I regret to inform you that Victor Frankenstein is no longer with us.

[He affects a tone of formality for this video, one that is neither joyful or gloomy.]

I never got to know him too well, but I understand he might have had some good friends who are going to miss him. Fear not, though. This is Wonderland. His absence simply means he has finally returned home to resume his life.

He'll be happier there, I'm sure.
interpersonal: (kicked.)
[personal profile] interpersonal
some introspection y'all are free to ignore. )

Is anyone interested in adopting a pet weasel? I promise he's friendly and sweet.

( elena had been hoping damon-the-weasel and iskra-the-cat would eventually learn to coexist. she would like to keep the weasel and take care of it, her own silly but heartfelt way to honor bonnie. but she can tell the animals are a step away from re-enacting their own western movie, and she wants what's best for them. she still hopes they'll become friends, but having separate quarters is for the best. maybe all they need is time. elena suspects they don't hate each other as much as they think.

like damon and bonnie, elena thinks fondly.

the weasel likes keeping her company, more so now that his master has disappeared. he'll often find respite in elena. specifically her shoulder, more than a little fond of hiding in her long hair and begging for chin-scritches. elena leaves him there, his cute face often brushing against her neck as she resumes her walk in the gardens.
)
nascensibility: that you only meant well?!???!?! (MMMM WHATCHA SAYYY)
[personal profile] nascensibility
[There is such a thing in the sciences, in mathematics, called the relation between constants and variables.

Variables are unknown elements, that which has not yet come to pass, changing incessantly to best suit an equation. Constants are fixed, their values do not shift for better or worse. Every experiment must have a constant with which to compare for consistency, the baseline, the mainstay.

For some time she has felt less like a person and more like a fixture, another unaltered set dressing against an unaltered backdrop. A theatre full of traveling shows that ebb with the whims of a fickle audience, some more popular than others, some waning into obscurity after brief performances. They are all players, but some less so as time wears on and eventually the stage across which you might have danced is a part of you, and you a part of it.
]

I understand that many of you are no strangers to loss.

[She certainly is not, and isn't so naive to think that others have not suffered either. It was not selfish disappointment that crushed into her chest when she saw his empty room this morning after stopping by to discuss the science of space travel - for all his time away, he was still a physicist - but a sickening dread, knowing the circumstances to which he was returning.

The same as hers: death.
]

And I am not in the habit of dressing up bad news. But given the length of this particular resident's stay in Wonderland, I feel it is important for people to know that Philip LaFresque is no longer with us.

[Miraculously her voice does not quake and she thinks perhaps there might have been an inevitability at play, a knowledge they both shared that one of them would leave before the other. One of them would disappear first.]

He was the first person that I met here, almost six years ago. I dare say that he has changed a great deal, and that many of you would not recognise the man he was once, but he was my oldest and dearest friend. [Here she feels the crack in the dam, the anxiety that comes with having to use the past tense.] And I'm sorry that sounds so- so trite, and insignificant, that there is not a more appropriate word to describe it than "friend."

[Evelyn inhales steadily and chokes on the realisation that of those she knew from the very beginning, she is the only one left.]

I hope some of you will remember him fondly.
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[personal profile] deathlessness
[It hits her when she's sitting in one of the space bars, staring out at the stars and marveling at the newness of it all. It's very rare that there's something that takes her so completely by surprise that she almost forgets the monumental occasion that this day is.

It's been a year. A year, without trying to shove as much life into it as she can, a year that doesn't end with the weight of her aunt's spell crashing down around her and claiming her consciousness with it. A year that wasn't an end so much as it was a beginning.

A year that didn't end in sleep, for her at least, is a rare one indeed.

So she intends to celebrate, and by celebrate, she means drink and talk to the rest of the Wonderland residents. The video feed clicks on to Freya's pretty face and she rests her chin in her hands.]


So. As of today, I have present in Wonderland for a full year. Which, while I know is small in comparison to some of the residents here, is actually quite the accomplishment for me. It's been a long time since I've seen longer than a year anywhere.

[She nods once with a smile.]

Therefore, I have a question for you, Wonderland. If you only hand one year before the world as you knew it completely and irreversibly changed, what would you with that year? It could be anything you want - no limitations.

Call me ... curious.

[And with that, she will sit back with her drink and wait for responses.]

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Feb. 16th, 2017 09:04 am
blackbirdsing: (💕 62)
[personal profile] blackbirdsing
[ 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.
hypoxic: (having just one dream)
[personal profile] hypoxic
[It's a softspoken man on the network tonight, one presently struggling to cope with a world of disappointment and anxiety. There's some stammering at the start of the message, but as he collects himself enough to share information, his cadence relaxes and grows more confident. This isn't about him right now. It's about everyone else.]


Pardon me -- if I could have everyone's attention for a moment? I'm sure we've all gotten a glimpse of what's gone on. I've some reason to believe that this might be a particular incident related to -- well -- that's not important. But I'd like to urge everyone to be mindful of the level of air presently available to you. As long as the number of available rooms continues to be infinite, it ought to be possible to make it through without incident as long as we stay in motion as necessary, provided that the doors continue to resist the rules of water pressure upon opening. I've done some calculations using what we know of the average unclaimed room. I believe that humans ought to be able to sustain themselves without incident for about eight hours without incident, though this is most likely variable for those of you with alternative physiologies. With that in mind, we may wish to consider that longterm planning might be an element to our survival. We may have to make efforts to organize our activities and movements to ensure we can all stay prepared for the week ahead of us.

[He pauses to take a breath, squeezing his fingers into his palm before continuing.]

Please be aware that since the oxygen-to-square-footage ratio provided is a rough estimate that may be impacted by people collecting together in groups, vigilance will also be important when it comes to recognizing the early signs of oxygen deprivation. If you notice an increase in heart rate or shortness of breath, please consider setting yourself into motion sooner rather than later. The same applies if you're with others and notice dilation of the pupils, or that they've started to display visible motor impairment.

I also hope that we can utilize the network to communicate distress when needed. I'll be in touch with a few of you soon with regards to some plans for relief and rescue.

Let's see if we can't all make it out of this in one piece, yeah?


Text to Peter Parker )

Text to Philip )

Text to Steve Rogers )

[OOC: I think I'm also going to use this as Fitz's catch-all for the event this time around, so feel free to throw action-sized stuff in here too if we've discussed anything that ought to take place later on.]
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[personal profile] henrydaniel
[ Henry has not been on the network (except to raise the alarm that a homicidal person was in the library throwing bombs or something) in a while. He's managed to offend people with the word 'monsters' and then asked something really stupid to everyone when he needed advice. But now, at least, he thinks what he has to say is less weird and/or offensive.

Turning the video feed on, he holds up a golden pair of shears. ]


Has anyone ever seen anything like this before? They were in my stocking for Christmas. I guess they're an expensive pair of scissors or...shears? Fancy word.

[ He opens and closes them, turning them over in his hand. ]

So, any famous pairs of scissors in anyone's world out there? Maybe somehow our stories overlap if so.

[ Henry apparently doesn't know that much about fate and destiny and Greek mythos other than his trip to the Underworld. But clearly, these will be important in the future. He just doesn't know how. ]
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[personal profile] aboutzero
[Sam knows this isn't a dream, he doesn't have the imagination for it. What he doesn't know is where the hell he is and if anybody from home is here, too. He should play it cool right? Yeah, he should play it cool.]

So, I'm lookin' for a guy, well three guys. One's always on my left.

[Nice. Kinda cryptic, too. He's not much of a spy, but it might be enough to make Nat proud.]

The second guy's real small and no fun at picnics. [Even better.] Third, uh, likes birds? Might've been a bird at some point, it's hard to tell.

[There's a pause. He's gotten off track.]

And there's a girl. Sweet, has an accent, could kick your ass if she thought about it long enough. If anyone has any idea what I'm talking about, cause I sure don't, hit me up.

[Here's to hoping they can crack that code.]

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Jan. 12th, 2017 10:37 am
breacher: (is there fall damage in this game?)
[personal profile] breacher
Is anyone else unfortunate enough to have someone leave puddles trailing throughout their room as well as the hallway outside, or is that just me? I suppose this doubles as a general PSA that if you're on the fourth floor, beware of rogue puddles left by a particular person.

This person might look suspiciously like Barry Allen.

And no. I'm not talking about his mirror.

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Jan. 7th, 2017 09:16 pm
agentxthirteen: (07: here we go)
[personal profile] agentxthirteen
[ Only a few of the lights in her room are on, casting shadows onto Sharon's face. If anyone looks closely, they may notice her eyes are dry, but red. She props the comm up, takes a breath, starts to speak, stops. Then takes another breath and tries again. She'd considered doing a text and had decided against it given the discussion that might follow, had considered doing an audio message but had thought people might notice her voice wobbling. Noooooooo. She just had to do video. She takes a deep breath. ]

Tony Stark has left Wonderland. [ She presses her lips together and swallows before she continues. ] He spoke on the network a while ago about creating a version of SHIELD here, I'd like to continue that. Not like he intended, though. Instead, I'd like to get a group together on a voluntary basis to meet in the tea rooms after each event to talk about what we did and things we could have done. This review means we'll be able to act more quickly in future events. We've had at least three zombie-based events since I got here - going over what we did right and wrong can't hurt at this point.

I also think it's important to get together with scientists and other people investigating things in Wonderland to share what we've all discovered. [ She glances away for a moment. ] Neither Tony and Romanoff, who helped him with this before, are here anymore, so it's up to me to get the ball rolling. If you have any criticisms, I'm sure none of you will hold back from expressing them to me. [ At least, she doesn't think they'll hold back given what they put Tony through. And yes, she's a little bitter that people were mean to her fully-grown, avenging, iron-helmeted, not-brother. ]

And just to be clear, since there were concerns about this when Tony tried to get it going, this isn't meant to be a takeover. He was inspired by SHIELD to form a unit to protect Wonderland - SHIELD and the Avengers were the two groups he had the most experience with when it came to protecting people, so he used them as inspiration in Wonderland. But two-thirds of the people who originally worked on the idea are already gone and there's no guarantee that I'll stick around. Ergo, the informal get-togethers to share information. No one really in charge, and an informal group means that the group is more likely to outlast any one person in the group.

So if you can, please get in touch to work with me on this. [ After that, the view further darkens as she reaches over the leans to turn off the camera. ]

Private to Bucky Barnes )

Private to Steve Rogers )

Private to Commander Shepard )

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Dec. 6th, 2016 01:50 pm
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[personal profile] morethan084
[Daisy played with the settings on the communication device she had found until she got one meant for streaming a video. Putting the device at arms length, Daisy tapped ‘video’ and it began to record her live.]

Right, so. This is a lot to take in, apparently this happens a lot around here? People getting sucked into Wonderland? Is it seriously called that? I haven’t seen Alice or the Mad Hatter around here, so I’m having a hard time believing in…

[She’s sure that someone is watching her right now and making a face.]

Okay, that was a lame joke. But this is just some weird, fucked up dream. Right?

[Daisy knows she rambles, she’s good at it. Especially when she’s overwhelmed.]

I’m still waiting to wake up from this, but, for the hell of it…

I’m Sarah.

[What? She doesn't know that here she isn't a wanted woman.]

If anyone is listening to this, I’d really appreciate knowing what the hell just happened to me. I was walking out of a room and the next thing I know I’m falling into a fountain.

[Video]

Dec. 4th, 2016 09:21 pm
theothermrgray: (concern)
[personal profile] theothermrgray
[Dorian seems a bit out of sorts today. Not really surprising, seeing that he was dragged to literal Hell with the rest of the mansion. Thank God it was only an event; His room is a welcome sight, and Basil provides wonderful company as he sits on his master's lap, nibbling at a carrot while Dorian addresses his audience.]

I'm here!

I mean, I'm alive. I was sure I would have faced death in that inferno, but somehow I managed to avoid such a fate...

[No, that's not what he wanted to talk about, was it? He shakes his head.] The lady... The woman from the video who formed a militia to defend against the demons of Hell... She told me that the events in Wonderland are pulled from the resident's memories. If this is so... I feel terribly sorry for the person who remembered that. Damned or not, nobody deserves to suffer in that horrid place.

...But that's not the only Hell there is, is there? I remember we were all pulled from different worlds. Does anyone know if Hell is its own world, or if there are multiple versions of Hell out there?

[While Dorian is trying to make sense of himself, a message begins to be written in blood red paint on the mirror in the background.]

I'm not so sure...

[Dorian doesn't see the writing... Yet.]
sorryitasedyou: (Rewrite an ending or two)
[personal profile] sorryitasedyou
Public:

[ The feed opens to a view of Darcy in the corner of the coffee shop, a steaming mug beside her and an assortment of electronics. She may or may not be making up for lost time thanks to Hell. Not cool Wonderland, not cool. Thankfully her time there hadn't been too bad - handy to have a buddy with a literal infinity stone inside of her around. ]

'Sup fellow Wonderlandians, I thought it'd be cool to do a little gift exchange throughout the mansion - especially after our latest adventure courtesy of this place. It's also getting to be that time of year that it gets tougher if you've lost people or feel like you're on your own. So! I wanted to do a Wonderland Secret Santa or a Holiday Super Secret Gift Exchange or a-- [ Time for everyone to get a front seat to the spinning wheels of her mind at work. ] Secret Christmahanakwanziwhateverelsepeoplecelebrate...ta if you don't celebrate Christmas........... thing. [ Don't worry if you're confused by what she just said guys, it's pretty evident by her expression that she confused herself. She's trying to make an effort to keep it inclusive, but she didn't exactly plan out a new name for the thing beforehand. ] Anyone can participate, newbies or if you've been around here forever. For people who don't know what it is, you get a name and you have to put together a present for them. Doesn't have to be anything special, but it doesn't hurt to make an effort. Also, it's a cool way to get to know new people or to just stay in touch.

I know it's a little early to be throwing this out there, but the Mansion likes to throw kinks in Holiday plans usually, so better safe than sorry on that front. Fingers and toes crossed this place doesn't turn a solid chunk of the population into tiny children again, getting stuck on the coat hook was no fun. [ Yeah, that's a whole 'nother story in and of itself. ] Any questions, feel free to hit me up or stop into the coffee shop. [ She picks up a stack of paper, scribbled notes and scientific drawings cluttering the pages. ] I'll be here for at least a few hours working through this stuff. There will also be a bucket on the counter down here if you need a little time to think about signing up. Hoping to get names out to people in the next, like, week and a half to two weeks. Thanks everybody!

[ And with that, she ends the feed on the laptop - shooting off a quick text to Steve before going back to building a way to keep track of everything in between pages. ]

Private to Steve:

Hey. Do you have a few minutes to chat tonight? I have a question for you.


[ ooc There will be an OOC sign up later today! ]
krmvgivv: mabel (zmysterytwins1)
[personal profile] krmvgivv
[OH LOOK IT’S THOSE PINES TWINS AGAIN. Both of them looking Very Serious. Or at least like they mean business… Mabel pretty much looks like she’s trying to be serious and failing at it, really.

There’s a menorah between them.]


Hey, Wonderfriends. It’s me, Mabel, and my brother Dipper! And I bet you’re wondering what this thing is. [She points enthusiastically at the menorah.]

Considering how completely overwhelmingly escapable Christmas is, it's pretty likely. [Dipper rolls his eyes, then pulls a dreidel out of his vest pocket.] That's why we're here to show all you goyim you something holiday specials usually leave out: the meaning of Hanukkah!

[He sets the dreidel spinning.]

Look at it go! Does Christmas have this kind of magic? No, it doesn’t! Plus there’s eight days of Hanukkah… But we’ll get to that in a second. [She slaps a drawing pad on the desk.] Brother, if you would start us off, please.

AND SO THE TALE IS TOLD )

[Anyone who heads down to the kitchen can follow the smell of frying potatoes to where the twins are experimenting with cooking. There are definitely at least a few burned panfuls, and come at the wrong time and something might be on fire. But there are enough successful attempts that there are delicious latkes and sour cream and apple sauce for as many people as want them.]
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[The video comes on to show Shepard's face, looking like she is a hairline trigger from 'irritated' to 'might rend something with her bare hands', but really, can best be described as 'done with her entire life, and looking into the camera like she's on the Office as demons scream behind her. In literal Hell'.]

Alright. This probably should've been expected out of this place eventually. But y'know what? Nope. Not doing this like we've done the last couple events. 'Mm just not.

[She pans the camera around to display her surroundings, about in the middle of the 'camp' they all seem to have been dumped in.]

No more divide and falter. If you can fight, and you don't want to sit here and deal with this crap anymore, meet me here in the next half an hour. I'm setting up patrols and watches until Wonderland remembers it's ass from it's head. No shame if you can't, complete shame if you won't.

[Usually she'd smile or do a mock salute, but she's just... she's just done. She's so fucking done.]

See you soon. Don't die.
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( BACKDATED TO DEC. 1 )


[ it's evident barry's at the bar — or a bar, given how his phone's sort of sitting on the top of a tipped over bowl that had held peanuts — with a few empty bottles around him. his efforts to get drunk have proven fruitless, but barry allen is determined. ]

So, uh … [ barry looks a little tired, hair a slight mess, but he's not slurring his words. he wishes he was. ] What are you supposed to do when someone leaves? Does time kind of stop? Do rabbit holes appear out of nowhere for people to fall upwards out of?

[ it wasn't really covered in the pamphlet how you're supposed to react when someone just up and disappears. barry's never been good at that. he's tried running and he's almost going to catch a cold with how wet he always is. (his clothes are a little damp from running so fast and him winding up spluttering in the pool.) ]

Iris — Iris West, she went home. [ without him, but that's implied by how his tone drops and then picks up quickly, almost like barry doesn't need to take a breath. ] Can someone bring me a brownie? I kind of ate all the ones I brought with me and all I've got is peanuts. [ he flicks a shell a little too fast, a very brief flash of gold sparking. ] And maybe a broom. I kind of made a mess. Sorry ...
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[ If you remember the kid who ate himself silly when he first arrived here, he's back on the video feed. This time, though, he's not near the dining room. Instead, the background is very clearly a bedroom that pretty much screams 1983, minus the sports paraphernalia.

Dustin busies himself with his hat, realizes the video is on and grins his usual toothless grin.
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Hey! [ See, he can do this video thing. He even waves to prove it. ] If you guys don't remember me, it's Dustin. I have a question for everyone.

Apparently this place messes with timelines and stuff, so everyone's from different places and different years. How many people are from 1983?

[ And also, the real reason why he made this entire broadcast in the first place: ] Also, there's someone here from where I come from. Her name's Eleven and we call her El, she's my age and has a shaved head and looks like a boy, and she'll totally kick your ass if you make her mad, but she's awesome. You guys should definitely talk to her. If she sounds confused it's okay, she just doesn't know who you are. Tell her you know me and it'll be fine. She's saved my ass and the whole town. She's a hero.

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