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[Some time Friday morning, September 8th, a new and particularly important broadcast appears on the network.

The feed flicks on to show Ford at a desk in his lab looking both tired and very guilty. ]

Uh, yes! Hello. Uh. Good morning?

[He clears his throat. Might as well get right down to it.]

As anyone who's slept since Wednesday will know, something weird has been happening. I may have been experimenting with a ward against a certain demonic triangle when there was an explosion that caused the ward's effects to warp and, for lack of better layman's terms, gave everyone the ability to traverse the Mindscape--that is, the realm parallel to any waking dimension.

To put it simply: Once you left consciousness at any point, you likely were able to explore your own mind, and the minds of others.

Fortunately, the effects seem to be temporary and I only singed half an eyebrow in the explosion, so... Good news! Everything should be back to normal by tomorrow.

Ahh, science. Well! That's all for today. If you don't want to deal with it, I suggest visiting one of the tea rooms for a delightful pot of industrial coffee. Always works for me!

[With a winning smile from Ford, the broadcast ends.]
wriggedywrecked: (grandpa needs his booze morty)
[personal profile] wriggedywrecked
[Rick is on the beach, but he's not exactly dressed in beachware. He's just wearing his usual labcoat, and the only new addition seems to be the big, industrial-style earmuffs hanging around his neck. There's also some kind of metal structure behind him that looks exactly like a missile launchpad.]

Okay, so I-I'm only giving this warning once. Gonna be ordnance testing for th-the next two hours out on the beach, so d-don't come out here without at least some kinda ear protection. And don't f-f-freak out if you hear a lot of explosions. Cause there's gonna be explosions. I don't have to warn you dumbfucks. Th-This is a courtesy.

[Then, in full view of the camera, he takes a swig from his hip flask. Rick Sanchez is all about weapon safety.]

Rick out.

[And indeed, for the next two hours there's a lot of high-pitched whistling and thunderous explosions from the direction of the beach. Hope you weren't planning a beach party! Feel free to come try to stop him or yell or something.]
alphyswhatsabara: (Smile Dad)
[personal profile] alphyswhatsabara
::The video feed turns on. Asgore is in it. He is sitting next to a... Christmas... tree... which he has apparently put up in his room. For some reason. And he is wearing a very Ugly Christmas Sweater. The absolute worst.::

So! Because it is almost Christmas time, I was wondering if anyone other than Monsters celebrates this special holiday. It is a time when Monsters exchange gifts with friends and family, and decorate trees, such as the Christmas Tree which I have behind me.

::He pans the camera over to get a look at what appears to be a very average Christmas tree; he must have asked for 'generic Christmas Tree decorations' from the closets or something. It has lights and balls and tinsel and non-religious bauble at the top. He keeps the camera on the tree instead of on himself for the rest of the video's duration.::

I thought that if you wanted to, you could share what you were hoping for for Christmas this year. I always enjoy a new necktie bottle of Stetson cologne shaving kit new kind of tea. Who knows, you may be visited by Santa and he will bring you what you want.

::The video feed cuts off::


Jun. 28th, 2017 11:21 pm
undirected: (YUIOKe0)
[personal profile] undirected
[Perhaps on the heels of such an interesting event, one wouldn't expect a person to be bored--and yet.

The message is short: a simple text, offered up without context or commentary.]

There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.

[Let's see what comes of it.]
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[personal profile] mydude
[For someone with long ears and what is clearly a giant wizard hat, this guy's apparently gotten a handle on his device rather quickly. He stares with severe disdain into the camera for a long moment before finally speaking:]

So? I'm waiting. Where are you two? I figure this is some, what. Weird extension of the challenge? Am I supposed to find that fakey-fake bachelor and take him on a date or something? Because this is not even close to the venue I'd pick.

[Actually, this place is kind of swanky in a way Taako appreciates, but he's not about to say that to these chucklefucks.

Ah, shit. Wait. He's gotta stay positive. Time for a big ol' smile.]

I mean. I'm only asking because I bet this would better fit one of the other boys? Where did they end up, by the way? We did sort of sign up for this whole deal as a threesome, after all. I bet we can make that work with this dating thing, probably. Sounds kinky, am I right?

[He waits another long moment, his smile growing more strained. When he doesn't get the response he expects, he just speaks through gritted teeth:]

I...guess I'll just wait for some lovestruck maniac to attack me or something, then! Sounds. Just great. Baller.

[And the broadcast ends.]

anon text

Jun. 8th, 2017 11:32 pm
like247: (Skulking)
[personal profile] like247
is it true what people say that if you die here you come back from the dead?

like normal and not all zombied and rotting and shuffling?
mviw: (80)
[personal profile] mviw
Hello Wonderland! This is Dr. Pines speaking.

Out of curiosity, how many of you have been to different dimensions, not counting this one? Alternate worlds? Other parallel planes of existence? Or... engaged in any form of time travel, for that matter. How did you do it? Was it even on purpose, or by some fluke?

I myself spent three decades adrift in the multiverse. Fascinating stuff.


Stanley, Fiddleford--

--We need to dismantle the portal in the basement and we have to do it as soon as possible. I can't just let that thing sit around being dangerous.

Fiddleford and I should be able to take it apart with no problems, but Stanley, since you did push to have it built in the first place I thought it was only fair to tell you what I want to do.

[There's a brief, awkward pause, and then...]

I've hurt enough people with my recklessness.
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[personal profile] noreason
[It's dark on the grounds--it ought to be since it's just a bit before midnight--but that isn't much of a problem for Naoki. He's giving off a soft teal glow that makes it hard to make out his features and expression.

He rocks on his feet before climbing up on the edge of the fountain and balancing there, hands out at his sides. Standing still is hard for him. He's not looking at the feed, which wavers as he holds it in one hand, but he knows it's recording and addresses the network.]

What do you do when you can't sleep?
determinedest: (* Even when you felt trapped)
[personal profile] determinedest
[The video opens on an interesting tableau. For one, the backdrop is that of mossy-green tile, a dimly lit laboratory, complete with some extremely fake potted vegetation. And that’s to say nothing of the figures present in the frame. Standing in the forefront seems to be a lizard with glasses in a lab coat, addressing the network at large. Behind her, a small child appears to be getting devoured alive by a -

Oh, wait. No they’re not. They’re actually grinning widely as they scratch the back of the...creature’s approximation of ears. It’s unclear how many dogs this counts as. Is this even really a dog? They’re definitely frothing at the mouth, making contented little bubbling sounds as Frisk scritches them beneath their chin. There’s a heavy whapping sound of something slapping back and forth across the tile as their tail begins to wag, even if the motion leaves shiny strands of their mass dribbling across the floor.

So, you know. Like any other dog.

Alphys speaks up first.]

H-Hey everyone! So, uhm...there’s an event! Which you, uh, probably already guessed, but, in the interest of, uhm, b-being informed, there’s some...things you should know. About this place and. Everything.

[She pauses, takes a nervous glance back towards the melting beast, and continues. Frisk pauses to toss her a resolute thumbs-up and a firm nod.]

These, uhm, monsters are called the Amalgamates. There’s a couple of them, uh, d-down here, but there’s no need to fight them! They’re, uhm, probably just looking for food. They won’t attack you or anything, so y-you can leave them alone. They’re not dangerous.

[Frisk sits up a little straighter, giving the Endogeny one final, reassuring pat, as they add:]

If any of them come near you, just find some food or something for them to play with. They don't mean to hurt you.

[Their tone is firm and unwavering, as resolute as their expression. Alphys, on the other hand, seems to get more nervous the longer the broadcasts stretches on, so she just cuts right to the point.]

There’s a machine that, uhm, looks like a skull around here, it’s got some wires, and tubes, and stuff? Don’t touch it. It’s, uhm, s-super dangerous, and, doesn’t do anything...good.

[Frisk's shoulders twitch in a faint wince, their gaze dropping back to Endogeny. Nothing good, no.]

So uhm. Leave that alone, t-too.

[Just as it seems like she’s going to continue, Endogeny abruptly surges to their feet with a loud, triumphant howl. The Amalgamate barrels at the camera, sending Alphys careening off screen with a small shriek. The camera goes down with her in a haphazard tumble, but at least the last shot indicates that she is, in fact, not being eaten alive. It turns out Endogeny is simply hungry, and seeing Alphys usually means it's time she fed them.

The feed rattles one last time as Endogeny's tail whips across the screen, and goes dead.]

[002] text;

Mar. 5th, 2017 10:47 pm
watchmaker: (pic#1005448)
[personal profile] watchmaker
A few things have occurred to me in the time that I've been here. Mainly, that I really need a hobby. So I've decided to give back. I'm compassionate, wise, and over-brimming with life experience.

So, ask me anything. This is a test-run for an advice column I may or may not actually run based on how much Wonderland is in dire need of my help.
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[personal profile] plutonicideals
[When the video turns on, there's Riley, and she's holding up what looks to be at least a few sheets of posterboard. On the very front is a drawing of a smiling planet that looks like it's holding a heart.]

Ooookay, so it's come to my attention that there are a lot of people here that don't know about Pluto, the last planet in Earth's solar system. I'm going to change that. First things first! This is what Pluto looks like. We got pictures back recently and it looked like it had a huge heart on it. [And she'd totally called it before the pictures even got recieved too, having always said Pluto had a lot of heart.]

I couldn't get the actual picture so I asked Maya to draw it.

[And she drops that top piece of posterboard, revealing something that looks like a bulleted list???]

The first important thing is that Pluto used to be a planet. Eventually a bunch of scientists decided it was too small to be an actual planet though, so they called it a dwarf planet instead. From the time it was discovered to when it got demoted to a dwarf planet, it didn't even have a chance to go all the way around the sun! Because it's that far away from us! That's pretty unfair, since Pluto never really got a chance.

[She huffs.]

That's why I still call it a planet, though. I'm always gonna believe that it's a planet, even if everything says it can't be. We don't know what it could do or anything about it because it's so far away. I just wanted to make sure that everyone here knew that.
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[personal profile] ssmisery
[Lapis isn't the kind of person who immediately responds to being trapped in a strange place by posting to its social media. Right now she's had time to acquaint herself with the situation, i.e. freak out, i.e. find a couple helpful pamphlets, poke her head inside the mansion, and then spend some time trying very hard to leave. This is just as well since everyone's already had enough of drowning for a while.

It's only after she's exhausted herself that her attention wanders to the little device waiting patiently for her, as if it knew she'd have to give up. It'd probably look smug if it could. Just in case it might actually be worthwhile somehow she even scans the recent posts, but of course there are no answers she would want. So that's what she's supposed to do, huh? Sit tight, make herself at home, and join in the hopeless little community of fellow prisoners? Lapis almost chucks the thing off the roof; she doesn't want Wonderland's garbage. And yet, here it is.

...Not that much of that matters to the audience. In text, after all, nobody can tell how much lid someone's flipping.]

I know it's too much to hope for, but you're absolutely sure this isn't some kind of personal nightmare I'm having?
It'd be a first considering I don't sleep, but the mirror thing is pretty suspect.
Your ocean is broken, by the way.

[She's sprawled out on the roof if you'd rather stumble upon her in person. Hopefully not literally.]
canofwhoopass: (« [Chant] THOMPSON! THOMPSON!)
[personal profile] canofwhoopass
[The camera turns on to reveal Wendy in selfie-mode, sitting on what appears to be a beach chair in the shade. She has sunglasses on anyway and looks particularly cool as she points a finger gun to the camera.]

Hey Wonderland. So, as much as I love the scene here, you guys are seriously lacking in cool hangout spots. And by that, I mean the coolest hangout spot- the roof.

[She hefts herself up from the chair and switches the camera around to reveal her setup, an obvious homage to her favorite place to goof off back home. In Wonderland, it contains two beach chairs under an umbrella, with a cooler in between them, pointed out in the direction of the beach for a great sunset view.]

Presenting: Roof Spot, Wonderland edition. Usually I'd reserve this place for only the coolest of the cool, but I'm feeling generous, and it'd be way too much work to try and figure out who wasn't allowed up here or whatever. Plus, like, it's freezing, so I figure nobody's gonna be here unless they really want it anyway. The cooler's for drinks but refilling it is hard so that's on you. Also, I will definitely be throwing water balloons from here in like, the immediate future. Consider yourself warned.

[She backs up a little bit to reveal a bucket of water balloons. Yes, it's winter, but like... who even cares about that. Details, details.]

So go ahead, use it up, dudes! C'mon, roof spot, roof spot, roof spot!

[She chants the last bit, obviously in an attempt to get people more hype for freezing their butt off on the roof, before cutting the feed. Feel free to come see her up there, or become the rather unfortunate recipient of a water balloon to the head on the ground.]
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[personal profile] onetruemorty
[ Forward-dated just a tad towards a more reasonable morning hour and all. It's fair to say Morty sounds nervous when he starts speaking, though he's not hitting panic territory. All things considered, this could probably be way worse? At the very least, he seems to be trying to be friendly. ]

Uhh, hey, so-- I'm Morty. First of all. I was wondering if anyone could tell me the fastest way to get back to Earth. Maybe even out of this whole crazy dimension. I-it's nice here and all, and I wasn't exactly in the middle of anything or anything, but I probably... I probably have school tomorrow. I dunno. It's kinda weird, I was just standing there with my family, and now they're not even around.

[ He hesitates. ]

If this is still Earth after all, I- I guess just knowing where I am would be good. Like a good start to get home again. I'm not trying to get involved in any big stuff right now, you know? I'm just, I'm just lookin' to figure this-- sit down and figure this whole thing out.


[ Or for those so inclined, Morty can be easily found trying to navigate the halls of the mansion. If it's before he gets acquainted enough with the place to find a new set of clothes, he'll be sporting a gentleman's rumpled tuxedo look. Considering he's soaked from the waist down, it might be easier to hear his squishy-socked approach first.

Sometimes in this life, you blink and you're standing in a swimming pool. Apparently. ]


Jul. 17th, 2016 09:04 pm
singloversing: Into the Ocean - Blue October (The loss of her)
[personal profile] singloversing
[Willa tends not to appear on the network very often, due to both anxiousness and being generally bad at any form of public speaking. But...there's something she should probably address, and now that there's (supposedly?) an event going on it's even more noticeable that something, or someone rather, is missing.]

Um...I-I don't know how many people knew him, but...Bernard? The uh, the red-haired boy who hangs out with me a lot? He's...I think he's gone. Like, I think he went home.

[There's an awkward beat, and she looks downward, fiddling with her hands for lack of anything else to do with them. She has a lot more on her mind about this particular subject, but...not much more she actually wants to say to the entire population of Wonderland.]

I...I don't know how many people knew him here, but. I. I just...I thought you should know.

[She seems unsure if that's a note she wants to end the message on, but what else is there to say? Just traditional farewells that won't mean anything in the end? The things people are supposed to end conversations with won't bring him back to Wonderland, so...Willa shuts the camera off.]

[ooc: Replies will come from [personal profile] waywardleaves and Bernard is Rule 63!Beatrice, if that wasn't clear!]
monosaccharide: face (prince gumball)
[personal profile] monosaccharide
Greetings, denizens of Wonderland! [Prince Gumball might not be the most frequent participant in Wonderland's various networks, but when he does choose to speak up, it's usually with something particularly interesting. As usual, he's in front of a whiteboard covered in writing.]

I woke up feeling strangely... woozy, which I'm given to understand means this event, first of all, has already started, and second of all, comes from my world. Considering nothing appears to have changed, one may suspect this is one of those events we won't truly understand until after it's over.

[He slams his hands down on the desk in front of him.]

One would suspect wrong, though. I've started a list of every strange thing that's happened over the course of my reign in the Candy Kingdom. I'll narrow it down, believe me. Just wait. Wonderland won't get the better of us this time.

I'll be certain to keep you all updated when I do. Until then, enjoy the relative calm of whatever this event is.

[ooc: replies will come from [personal profile] disaccharide!]
wriggedywrecked: (i am offended good sir nay appalled)
[personal profile] wriggedywrecked
But what I wanna know is, is, is why the fuck everyone else gets cool, albeit fucking cliched evil twins, but I'm, I'm just fucking stuck with this loser!

[The camera swings toward the nearest mirror, where another Rick can be seen. The Mirror Rick is smiling placidly to himself and is doodling smiley faces and hearts on his side of the glass.]

Look at him! Look at this pathetic excuse for a Rick! H-H-He's this sappy, sweet, goody-two--I mean he's worse than Doofus Rick, and that guy eats his own poo. That's how bad this guy is. He's an embarrassment to, t-to Ricks everywhere.

[Mirror Rick starts drawing what appears to be an adorable cartoon pony.]

Shameful. Positively shameful.


May. 17th, 2016 01:28 pm
righthemisphere: (Default)
[personal profile] righthemisphere
So a while ago there was a giant robot fight. who was involved in that? I'd like to talk to you about a defense project we might need. Given all the stuff that happens here we might need them if an 'event' from my world comes.

I guess anyone who knows about robotics and heavy weaponry.

We need to be prepared.

[Edit;] and I guess a neuroscientist. If there is one. Or lots. Probably lots.
normandysbest: (« [Grin] Old Friends)
[personal profile] normandysbest
[When the video comes on, Shepard is outright laughing in absolute joy. She also doesn't look like she's anywhere familiar to anyone. The wall behind her is solid, and it looks like there's a seating space behind her, and it's... moving? The whole camera seems to be shaking a bit and there's a pervasive hum throughout, but she just looks more jazzed than anyone has ever been. She's muttering at first, but picks up when she's sure it's on.]

Alright, finally got signal--
So! When they said treasure, I was kinda expecting gold or literal gems, but this is way better. Check this out.

[The rumbling comes to a stop and Shepard climbs out, and slowly, the whole picture comes into view. Shepard stands in front of it, proudly.]

This is the M35 Mako. A fully armed battle tank. I haven't had access to one of these in a long time. [She's back to laughing while she talks.] I have no idea why this was down there.

Anyway-- comms are down, so I'm leaving this message here. I'm going back in with this. Anyone needs evac, let me know. I can cover a lot more ground with this thing.

... And hey, when this is all over, I'll be more than happy to show everyone how to make it do a kickflip.

[ooc: feel free to send action starters to this thread if you'd like your character to be picked up! you can also respond to it late after the event has ended if your character is just interested in the Mako in general.]
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[personal profile] hypoxic

[Fitz had intended to send this as a private message to Dr. Foster, but a sudden onset of dizziness and blurred vision meant a text message was out of the question. Video would have to do. He'd remembered to set the privacy settings, hadn't he? Probably.

He addresses the network with a bleary expression, glassy eyes rolling up into his head until he blinks to train them back into place. His skin is an unhealthy pallor, ghastly white with a rash of dark splotches tainting the deep bags under his eyes.]

Doctor Foster... I, ah... The samples from the tunnels? I've been performing analyses, and I've reason to suspect that they aren't quite safe... They react terribly to human DNA samples. It's... I'm not a strong enough biologist to reach a proper conclusion, but some sort of degeneration appears to be taking place.

I also think it might be in our best interests to quarantine off the remaining sediment. The dust has been... It's...

[He grimaces and clenches his jaw, bowing his head for a long moment. He doesn't finish his thought, jumping over to a different one instead.]

Would advise against further reconnaissance trips to the tunnels. At least until we've had more time to study.

[He clumsily gropes along the keyboard next. One of those button presses probably manages to post it. Probably.]


[Those who thought the darkness was limited to the subterranean levels of Wonderland might be dismayed by a certain scientist's decision to bring a cursed object onto a higher level. Fitz, believing fully that "cursed objects" were silly superstitions, saw nothing wrong with the idea of bringing it topside for testing and discovery. That was before the illness struck. Now, there's just pain. Pain and... some kind of faint melody. It's too distant to make out yet, a soft buzzing at the edge of his thoughts.

After leaving his message, he abandons the lab entirely, with the intent to return to his room on the fourth floor and sleep until the illness breaks on its own. He's underestimated the frequent onsets of mystical pain, though. He'll most likely be a huddled lump of a person curled against a hallway wall, shivering despite a critically high fever.

He'll still argue any "taint" or "curse" talk, though. It's probably nothing that antibiotics can't cure.]


Apr. 26th, 2016 03:54 pm
naughty_nurse: (A Pretty Face Don't)
[personal profile] naughty_nurse
 H-Hello everyone... I'm sorry to bother you, but, um... t-this has been a long time coming. I mean, a few weeks, but that's kind of long? Maybe it's been too long... Ahhh, this is hard...

I-I wanted to apologize for my actions earlier this month.  I've been told I d-don't need to be sorry, because it was Wonderland, and it does a-awful things to us... But... I feel... it still came from somewhere deep inside of me. I-I thought about texting this out instead, b-but... I didn't want to back out and d-delete everything... I should o-own up... I'm getting off topic again...

At the beginning of this month, I attacked people who c-came into the clinic. My r-reasoning... I felt so useless... That no one needed me... I-I'm a nurse, the Super High School Level Nurse, it means I'm the best. But... a lot of people here d-don't need doctors or nurses... Death isn't even permanent here. So during those days, I thought... I would make people need me. I would hurt them so I could heal them... Even though the first rule of medicine is d-do no harm...

N-Now I'm scared to be near people, in case W-wonderland does that to me again... I can't even kill myself, in order to repent... I want to be forgiven, but what can I possibly do to earn that? ... I-If there is anything you want me to do, I will do it... I'll l-leave that offer there...

I am sorry... I am really truly sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry...


Apr. 26th, 2016 02:50 pm
henrydaniel: (; this sounds like bullshit)
[personal profile] henrydaniel
Hey, Wonderland. Henry Mills here. And I wanted to keep a running tally of all the monsters or villains that you know of from your world that could come here. And then note whether or not they have been here.

I'll need people's help since I've only been here a year and a half, and I'm not sure what was here before me. So, I'll go start:

  • Ice queens (but only evil ones) - One named Ingrid was here but left.
  • Dark One (any form)
  • Ogres
  • Peter Pan - he was here and left a while ago
  • Curses (any type, usually there are a lot of clouds that build up before hand)
  • Poison apples/spindles/pointy things
  • Dragons (but not all of them are bad so you have to be careful)
  • Cruella de Vil
  • Zelena (she's here. Hi, Zelena. Sorry you're on this list.)
  • Flying monkeys (but they're actually people so...I'm not sure what to do about that?)
  • King Arthur
  • Trolls
  • Mermaids (but NOT Ariel.)

  • There's probably more, anyone from home can add to this. But yeah, it just might be good to know what to be aware of?
    wriggedywrecked: (yeah grandpa's a cool grandpa morty)
    [personal profile] wriggedywrecked
    [So the last time an event like this happened, Rick went out with two guns and just started blasting a bunch of evil lizards to smithereens. This time isn't too much different, only it's mushrooms instead of lizards, and Rick is a good deal more prepared. Gasmask, body armor, backpack with supplies, three visible guns and a shit-eating grin.]

    Man, l-let me tell you something, when it comes to shrooms, it's gonna be me consuming them and having a great fucking time, not the other way around.

    G-Got me a good base in the third floor tearoom. I mean it's not, yanno, th-the most badass room to have as a base during an apocalypse, but what the fuck ever, leave the aesthetics for the, the hipsters. It's got working pantries for now. Figure I'll patrol and kill as many of these fuckers as I want. Waiting this shit out's g-gonna get boring, trust me. Anyway, you need a place to crash, yeah. Th-Third floor t-UURURRRHHHGG-earoom. Anyone who's not a shitheel is welcome, just don't annoy me.

    I got like, like, like sixty guns too, anyone want a gun? Haha fuck we play this right and this could actually be fun.

    And hey, anyone seen Morty? Where is that little bastard? HEY MORTY!

    it's like that one video game morty you ever heard of that one game? )
    sciencelizard: (« [Nervous] H-Hi!)
    [personal profile] sciencelizard
    [The camera turns on upside-down seems to be shaking quite a bit, focusing in on a scaly yellow face heavily biting her lip. It seems to be rapidly moving or otherwise broken until it gets placed on a nearby table and stabilizes, though still… upside down. Thankfully, the device isn’t broken- Alphys’ hands can be seen in-view, shaking. She appears to be outside, but the camera is only showing her torso to her eyes.]

    Uh, h-hello! Is anyone there? U-Uhm, t-this is, this is Dr. Alphys! I don’t, uh, I don’t know where I am. And, if this is s-some sort of joke, I don’t appreciate…

    [She trails off, getting close to the camera again and finally turning it right side up, lifting it off the table and back to a close-up of her face.] I’ve never even s-seen a device like this before… I think it’s broadcasting somewhere? I bet t-thats what that light does. What h-happens when I do—

    [The feed cuts out. She hit the power.]


    Feb. 18th, 2016 09:09 am
    coleader: (♔ VENUS DE MILO)
    [personal profile] coleader
    [ The young woman who addresses Wonderland today looks considerably less dirty than she had when she'd arrived. A bath and clean clothes are two things she has been without recently, and although she still distrusts the mansion's generosity, she finds decent hygiene a siren song that's hard to resist.

    She's embarrassingly professional as she speaks.

    I've been here a little while, but I don't think I've introduced myself officially. My name is Clarke. I'm not a doctor, but I do know a lot about healing. [ The non-magical kind, although it doesn't seem necessary to clarify. (It probably is, what with all the strange people from strange worlds here.) ] So if you need medical assistance, you can always let me know and I'll come as soon as I can.

    I don't think I've met most of you, either; there's a lot of questions I don't have answers to. What is it like, where you're from? What year is it? What do you know about space?

    [ After her whirlwind of questions, she takes a much needed breath. ]

    Oh, and... tell me as much as you know about magic. [ It takes all she has not to say "magic" with air quotes and rolled eyes. ] From everything I know, it shouldn't be scientifically possible.

    Thanks in advance.

    ( EDIT: you guys are super awesome and i love you all, but i'm gonna have to ask for no new repliers at this point for the sake of my inbox! if you want to do something regarding this post, such as meeting up later to discuss it, pm me or pp me at [ profile] regnant and we'll work something out ♥ )


    Feb. 17th, 2016 05:33 pm
    fulllifeconsequences: (I know I'd disappoint somehow)
    [personal profile] fulllifeconsequences
    [Chara is restless. Nothing has died since they offed a tiny handful of gnomes. The place continues to be swarming with humans, and nothing is happening.

    Strictly just to keep their hands busy, they asked the closet for yarn. Needles. Scissors. They thought they might have forgotten how to knit, but muscle memory's a powerful thing. There's the steady click of needles and just a hint of repetitive, nervous movement at the very bottom of the frame. Not for any reason, just to kill time. The era of making ambitious sweaters is long since behind them.]

    So that was an event, huh? My first one. I've been thinking, ever since that. The beings we met out in the woodlands... were they the same ones the Gravity Falls folks used to know? They can't be, if it's true nobody will remember our time in Wonderland -- they would know, even if we forgot, right? Was that even really Gravity Falls, or just a recreation of it? Where did the creatures all go when this place went back to normal?

    Maybe they all just stopped existing completely. Maybe nothing we did there even mattered. They didn't even have lives of their own before Wonderland willed them into existence, perhaps. They were just there for our sake, and now that we're done, they're gone forever. Nothing left but our memories.

    It's a poetic lesson, I think. Friendships and places all fade, no matter how hard you hold on. Your experience... that's the only thing that stays with you.


    Feb. 9th, 2016 06:31 pm
    singloversing: Into the Unknown (theme song) - Over the Garden Wall OST (Mere echos of the spring)
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    [When the feed flickers on there's something...not right about it. Everything's dark for a second and the screen shakes a little bit, and there's the muffled sound of someone's voice.]

    I--! I think I got it! Now just--

    [Something suddenly happens though - the device falls and there's glimpses of a tree and flashes of blue and red and then the ground and it's dark again. There's some groaning, and then the view flips to show Wirt, off-center, tied to a tree in the middle of the gnomes' territory. Naturally, he looks like he fits right in with that costume on, but he does not look like he's having a good time in the slightest.]

    H-Hello? I-Is this...can anyone hear me? This is Wirt and I...I-I'm. These little bearded guys knocked me over and dragged me off into the woods a-and they all want to marry me, I think? They-- They've got me tied up and I could like really, really, really...j-just. Someone help? Help me? Please?

    [It's becoming more and more apparent that Wirt doesn't realize he turned the video on too, and that people can see his sad, gnome-related predicament. He's also not good at throwing his voice and is just generally pretty hard to hear.]

    Serious, c-can someone come untie me? Help!

    [It takes him a couple of minutes, but eventually he manages to end the recording with his foot. Everyone will get a super good look at his mismatched shoes in the meantime.]

    [ooc: Dipper and Mabel are going to come to the rescue, but anyone else is welcome to chime in and laugh at his predicament or offer sympathy or whatnot.]
    krmvgivv: (i told some little white lies)
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    [It's right around 3 am when this post goes up, when all responsible people (especially 13 year old people) should be asleep.]

    Why are people always telling us not to look at the sun? What is it hiding? I think there may be a conspiracy there. Someone's going on with the sun.

    Why do we say "follow your dreams" when dreams are either stupid or terrifying like I know we also use it to mean things you want in the future or whatever but that's not how dreams work I mean really

    Has anyone ever sneezed and kept their eyes open? Cause I've tried and it never happens. I wonder if that's to keep them from falling out.

    What if we're ALL fictional? What if the reason there's no rhyme or reason to Wonderland is that we only vanish when it's convenient to the plot? What if it's even worse and we're an MMORPG and some of us are NPCs and that's why there are so many people who know each other and how would you know if you were a PC or an NPC and that's why we have so many lives oh my god Wonderland is a video game.

    Who the heck named pineapples they're not pine-related or apple-related.

    [................go to bed, Dipper.]

    ooc: please specify when you're replying so I can decide how regretful dipper is


    Dec. 23rd, 2015 10:15 pm
    deadlystar: (don't piss me off)
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    [The video shows a disheveled looking Gamora who appears to have been in some sort of fight. There are scratches all over her face and her arms, wherever skin is visible. Her blood is dark green, by the way, if you were wondering. She looks into the camera, not caring how she appears to issue the warning.]

    A strange creature entered my room last night and assaulted me! He kept hitting me with a sharp branch, but I managed to fend him off and escape.

    If you see him, take care. Call for help immediately. He's large, with black fur, horns, and a long, disgusting tongue. He also carries a sack.

    [The sound of chains rattling is then heard and Gamora turns to look. She might be in for round 2 very soon.]


    Dec. 22nd, 2015 04:38 pm
    itwouldbeatragedy: (Separate these lies like there's a truth)
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    [Kaneki has been having a fairly uneventful Ewaymas so far, but he appears on the network now, looking a bit unsettled. He's standing somewhere in the library, as the book shelves stretching behind him attest.]

    I was wondering...does anyone else have one of these following them around?

    [He turns his camera to point at this fine fellow, who's standing a bit behind him in the aisle. Kaneki keeps the camera on the reaper for a moment, before turning it back on himself.]

    It isn't really doing anything, except following me around, so I don't think there's any danger. But I'm not sure where it came from or what it means that it's here... [He rubs at the back of his neck with one hand, uncomfortable with the whole thing.] Does anyone have any ideas?


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