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

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

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

Use three words to describe yourself, and I'll try to match you with a Persona.

i » voice.

Jul. 4th, 2017 11:46 am
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I do hate to interrupt, [ comes the voice behind the network's latest entry. his voice is weighted down heavily by a distinct brand of southern drawl — georgia flavor, to those able to recognize it ] but seein' as I won't be goin' anywhere any time soon, I do believe proper introductions are in order. The name's Henry, and I hail from a small town in Colorado known as Purgatory. It was 2017, last I checked, but I don't suppose dates mean much in a "wondrous" place such as this.

[ yeah, the alice in wonderland references are completely lost on a man who missed out on not only the book's publishing, but all the disney adaptations that followed it. ]

You wouldn't happen to know if things you were... say, tethered to in your previous, less than wonderful life are still that way in this one, would you? I'm also interested in hearing what one does in Wonderland, other than wait for one of these so-called "events" to crop up, of course. A man of my specific skillset could get awful bored mighty fast without something worthwhile to entertain him.
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( guess who found the ice cream/soda bar? yeah, it's this girl.

she's processing the whole pocket dimension thing pretty well. even if she wasn't, she wouldn't show you. whaddya take her for?

mj does love being where all the action is. sure, there's the stuck-here-until-the-powers-that-be choose otherwise, but as scarlett o'hara once stated wisely, tomorrow is another day. wonderland's spookiness sounds like tomorrow!mj's problem. maybe. it's hard to get her to take most things seriously.

so have a sparkly and glamorous redhead coming to you live from the ballroom. )

Hiya, Wonderlanders. MJ Watson with a very important question here.

Looks like I'm not going anywhere, so — what's the best floor to live on? What's the worst? Don't skimp on details. If I'm going to need a room and I can make it look any way I want, then I've got to start by making sure I'm on the right floor.


( she likes hearing people's opinions. will probably disregard 95% of them, tho. )


Apr. 17th, 2017 07:00 pm
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I've been thinking lately, about that recent bunch of people who've left. I know, I know - they wouldn't want us mourning quite this long, but it made me remember something I've been meaning to ask everyone.

[It's not a terribly exciting scene. James is sitting cross-legged on his bed, holding the camera in one hand and gesturing with the other as he talks. The result is a but shaky, but it gets the point across.]

One of the worst things about this place, and about when people go...is that it takes their memories of Wonderland. That could be bad for them, of course, but I don't think we talk enough about how horrible it is for us - the people who got left behind. We're left with all the memories of people who--

[He'd been doing well, but he hesitates there. This subject is a bit of a sore one, and he falters.]

...If they're from another world, they won't remember us. And if we do meet again, we've got all these memories they'll never get back. It's one thing to tell someone how close you were and another entirely for them to actually remember it. I've learned that the hard way often enough.

[But he's told off enough Dean Winchesters for that, hasn't he?]

So, I thought this might be good. Come here and share stories about people who've left Wonderland. Tell me your favorite things from here that no one else remembers now. Maybe someone'll even bring up someone you remember, and you can reminisce together! I think it'd be nice to get those stories out there, and have someone else remember your friends from other worlds.

Well then! Enough of me babbling - anyone got any old other worldly friends they want to brag about?

[ooc: Threadjacking is entirely welcome and highly encouraged!]
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[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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[personal profile] easily

I realize this is my first time addressing the network directly so for those who don't know me my name is Rebekah Mikaelson and I've been here a few months now. And for those from worlds similar to my own might know that today is Valentine's Day, a overly commercialized holiday aimed at those who are in love which is all well and good if you have someone to spend it with but can be somewhat disappointing if you're single [like she is, currently, not that there isn't someone she'd like to spend the holiday with but that's another can of worms entirely] so I wanted to extend an offer:

If people want to meet me at the bar tonight we can have a little informal get together and bond over our states together, drink, and try to distract ourselves from cryptic messages from mice. It doesn't matter if we've met before or not, the offer is extended to whoever wants to take it.

That is all.


[And true to her word, Rebekah can be found at the bar like she announced. She's ordered a row of shots of vodka to begin with and when people arrive she'll be handing off shots to them as a sort of welcoming gesture. If she had had the idea sooner perhaps she could have thrown something more impressive but for now she'll have to simply make do with what she has.

In any case, it beats drinking alone.

[ooc: feel free to do top levels/use this as a mingle if you want to, I thought it would be a fun thing to throw up for characters who might not otherwise have plans.]
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Well, ladies and gentlemen back home, it looks like through the Looking Glass is a real place. Yours truly has managed to land himself in Wonderland, of all places, and it turns out it's not nearly as fake as we all thought. I haven't really had the chance to explore yet, but trust me, I will, and I'll make sure to include all the details for your viewing pleasure. Not that any of you are reading this, of course. No wifi = no blogging, unless one of us manages to smuggle an archive of our blog entries out of here and back into our own reality.

Sounds wild, right? And you all thought that zombie horde Becks and Alaric and I fought was cool.

Guess what?

I bet I can get into way more trouble here.

...And to everyone in Wonderland who is reading this--hi. Shaun Mason from After the End Times. I know I'm not transmitting out, but if there's any chance I can show this to the folks back home, I'm gonna take it.

Hey--has anyone ever had a paintball fight in that hedge maze?
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[Stefan wakes up on a floor and, really, the room doesn't matter because he doesn't recognize it. He doesn't see anyone even in the stretches of space he runs at high speeds. It's not long until he finds himself in a hallway and he stops when he sees a procession of mirrors. Odd and alarming, when he begins to peer into one. He steps away from it, because no thanks, and stares down the hall.

He finds a phone in his pocket, not his but obviously one all the same, and green eyes give a hard stare at it. He turns the phone over a few times, then fiddles with it until it looks like it's doing something that is reminiscent of video chat. So, he speaks. His voice is strained, eyes full of contained but deep trouble. Glaring forward in them is hot anger too, wanting to bubble up, but held down only by his iron will.]

I'm not sure what I'm expecting here, but if there's anyone out there that I know [an exasperated breath and pause, slight inward press of lips, brows raising for a moment] a reply would be great.

[A long pause, his jaw shifting back to its usual tight, unimpressed hold.]

I don't know who's to blame for this, but I need some answers. Now.

[He has no answers himself, because it's the most elaborate deception he's ever seen, if it's a mirage. There isn't anyone in Mystic Falls capable of doing this and making him feel so, so very as if he's in reality. What is going on?

As for anyone who knows him, well, he's not mentioning Elena's name. Or Damon's, for that matter. Stefan is from a time in which the girl he still very much loves is not his first priority, so that's certainly an indication of his entire self being off.]

[OOC: Feel free to just run into him too instead of replying to the video.]

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[ Kol's sitting on a couch in his room, a room that looks way too lavish for just any dumb teenager, and the indoor garden behind him looks rather happy despite all the dry clippings hanging from an herb bar. ]

A wonderful day for the network to lack any tact or honesty. [ Lookin' at you Dean and Sansa. ] But to the point - if anyone needs protection from the treacherous fool otherwise known as Dean Winchester, my sister or I can offer it. She has this thing about ladies sticking together and well...

[ Don't mind if he does just volunteer Rebekah, but there were quite a few ladies on that list that Kol is fond of. And surprisingly, unlike Dean, this isn't a tactic to get laid. Lazily he lifts what looks to be an iron knife into view of the camera. Oh metals are so much fun when they're creatures' weaknesses. ]

I've done some research and can happily offer weapons and methods of protection from him. Normally I wouldn't care for such matters but - [ Shrug! ] Dean's sort of a sod, and deserves all the harm he can get.

[ Tell us how you really feel, Kol.

But really, he's still trying to gather allies.
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[ Damon seems a bit frazzled, with a dash of annoyed and definitely shirtless when the video starts up, at least he's kind of covered up with rather lavish looking bedsheets. ] No one happens to really remember what happened last night do they?

[ Did anyone turn up dead? He remembers the alcohol, and then the blood... Lots of blood. He wouldn't feel bad if he did suck anyone dry, but if he had to cover anything up or stake anyone, he should probably get to it. Blue eyes look over to the other side of his unfortunately empty bed. ]

And has anyone seen my ring?

[ Because that was definitely a problem. ]

It has a lot of sentimental value.
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To those in the acquaintance of Miss Vanessa Ives,

Regretfully, I must inform you that for the time being she is no longer among our number. If you had business with her, myself or Mr. Ethan Chandler will see to it in her absence.

-- V.F.

[The announcement is the result of he and Ethan having exhausted every other recourse, and doesn't come lightly.]

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Mar. 23rd, 2015 09:37 pm
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[It took Billy most of the day on the 22nd to figure out that the memories he had of Tommy being a priest and someone he thought was his uncle going crazy were not in fact his memories. He might have gone on thinking they were actually his for a while longer if it wasn't for the vampire that appeared in his memories and the rush of emotions he felt towards him.

Billy knew he had never met a vampire before coming to Wonderland and when he asked Teddy about the probability of his brother being a priest that went crazy and killed his entire seminary class...well the fact that Teddy laughed for a good five minutes kind of clued him in.

What was worse was knowing that he was missing memories, missing points in time where it actually felt like there was a blank space in his head.

Asking around the library came up with nothing useful so he decided to address the network, maybe someone could point him in the right direction.]

Hey so, does anyone know of vampires that can compel away a memory or make you do what they want?
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[ Amidst the fading sun of the evening of the 17th is a young queen who looks less than amused. ]

When I first arrived, I imagined this realm might live up to its title. Wonder-Land. I have seen miracles and spoken with many with whom I might never have met. I thought it a blessing, at a time, that I should be given time away to think on further actions in Mereen.

But. Despite its promise, I find the current state of things frightfully insufficient. Despite cries of authority and safe-keeping the people here, there are none who have risen to shoulder the difficulties that come with such claims. And despite numerous murders that stain our shared grounds, none are reprimanded.

Simply decrying one another on this network is not justice. There must be an elected council of those among us whom have lived here for the longest time. We as the residents of this mansion must stop this senseless violence from despoiling what many call a second chance.

I am Daenerys Targaryen, the blood of the dragon. I am a queen. I will not sit idly by and allow this senseless slaughter. To those of a similar mind, I welcome you to a civil discussion of those best qualified to dispense justice; I will be in the gardens.

To those who may laugh or scoff, I hope that you remember your words when they turn their weapons on you. None deserve this.
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[ Anyone not drooling at their television will find a very angry witch on the network during the wee hours of the morning. ~6AM and Kol is already angry and shouting... Of course he is.

The young witch that people may or may not have been introduced to as "Kaleb" looks furious; Kol's eyebrows are drawn together, wrinkling his brow, and teeth are all but snapped at each word he spits out.

Nik! I swear if you had anything to do with Davina going missing you won't have to fear Mikael - I will be the one to drive that bloody stake through your heart.

[ He's in Davina's room - that much is clear to anyone who's ever stepped foot inside it. Kol had searched it ten times over. Halfway through his tirade he'd begun shouting, probably waking up every resident rooming near her.

The only logical conclusion he could frantically come to was that Niklaus had her, it was no secret they were enemies and the bastard had a habit of taking Kol's things away from him when he least expected it. Controlling sod.

If anyone's seen Davina Claire it'd be wise to tell me.

[ He's not a vampire anymore, he can't start murdering people as easily as he could before, but that wouldn't stop him from making threats. And it's entirely possible that anyone he decides to focus his rage on might noticed their blood to start boiling in their veins. ]
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[ it's ben a few days since elena got back to wonderland, and she's mostly been taking the time to stay as close to damon as possible. she's been trying to ignore the fact that katherine is here, that caroline is gone... everything that isn't damon is being ignored. but now, a week later, there's no more ignoring it. who knows what katherine's been getting up to, and if she's been pretending to be elena the whole time... well, it's about time she addressed the city.

she's sitting on her bed, the video feed focused on her neck up.

Hey, everyone. Elena Gilbert here again with a PSA. I have this doppelganger, a woman who looks exactly like me, named Katherine Pierce. She's basically my evil twin, and she's here -- Damon told me she actually sent out a video about a week and a half ago. I know I don't know a lot of people here, but I wanted to warn you all. She kills, she ruins lives, and she's not to be trusted.

[ elena reaches out to turn off her tablet, then pauses and drops her hand, biting her bottom lip. after a moment, she speaks again. ]

Also, this may be a strange question, I don't know, but...

[ she tucks her hair behind her ears and bites her lip. she's not quite sure how to ask this question. the first time she addressed the network was easy; after she found out she had damon back she was ecstatic. this one, she thinks, is already stranger, and about to get worse. or maybe it won't be. who knows, with wonderland. ]

Has anyone else gone home, experienced some stuff, and then... come back?

[ yeah, that definitely sounds weird. and there's weirder still to come. ]

And if you have, did you forget about Wonderland too?
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[ When the video feed comes to life, Isaac is lounging on a rather plush chair looking far more smug than he ever has in his life. He's got a cup of tea balancing on one of the arm rests and next to it a plate of biscuits - quite the sweet tooth at the moment apparently. Two things stick out like a sore thumb - the amount of stubble on the usually babyfaced teenager and the white gauze pad above his eyebrow. Of course when "Isaac" opens his mouth it becomes apparent quickly that either A) Isaac has developed a European accent or B) this isn't Isaac. ]

I'll say, one moment I was smack dab in The French Quarter and then I found myself here and I haven't a bloody clue how it happened.

[ He purses his lips a bit indignantly before speaking again. ]

And while I have to assume the company here is far superior to the company I was forced to keep there - I'm not a big fan of this unbreakable boundary spell. I'd like to meet the witch that cast it.
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[Cami's given the announcement she's about to make quite a bit of thought: her idea isn't exactly a small undertaking. Back home she'd tried pushing aside all the supernatural mayhem to help normal people with normal problems, although that part of the world doesn't exactly let go very easily. Here it's a million times worse, but also somehow closer to being normal. Maybe it's just because of the scale, the fact that literally everyone knows how Wonderland works, that magic is real, that life is dangerous.

And if even centuries-old hybrids could benefit from therapy, who's to say others won't?]

Hi...Wonderland. [She gives the camera an awkward grin before glancing down.] I guess I'm still not entirely used to saying that. Most of you don't know me, but my name is Cami O'Connell. I've been here about a month now, although it feels a lot longer, given recent events. [Seriously, she's pretty sure someone said some of the events were mostly harmless, but she has yet to really see that.]

And that's kind of the point. This place is crazy, and I think that if we were all left to our own devices, we'd probably all go crazy in it. Everyone has to find a way to cope with it somehow, and I'd like to offer one, if people are interested. Something may already be set up for this, and I'm sorry if I'm stepping on anyone's toes. Back home I was studying to be a therapist; I'm pretty far into my grad degree, so while I'm not an actual doctor I do know the basics. Enough to know how to listen, and maybe give advice.

[Enough to know that not offering is just going to eat away at her. Cami's learned that she doesn't do well if she does nothing, and that the consequences of inaction can be far too great.]

If anyone's interested, we could set up a time and place to meet, or go over any questions. Or if there's already a practice in place, I'd like to talk about working together. Either way, the option is there. So, thanks for listening.

[And with that, the feed clicks off.]
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[The video feed turns on and Katherine smiles slightly. She looks concerned given the situation while giving off the impression she's trying to stay calm. If she ends up getting mistaken for Elena Gilbert, well that is obviously a coincidence, not intentional at all really! Or so she would claim if called out on it because for now she's just testing the waters trying to get some answers and make sure she is actually in the clear]

So this is Wonderland, huh? I was told that's where we are but that's as much as I got along with a mention of the fact we're stuck here too. I'm not sure how much of that I believe just yet so I guess if anyone listening can clarify that for me or give me more of an explanation I'd appreciate it.

I was also wondering if anyone else from Mystic Falls here? I'd hate to wish whatever this is on anyone but it'd be nice to see at least some familiar faces. [That is the last thing she wants but whatever it seems typical of people do ask that from what she's seen] I'm not entirely sure why we're kidnapped here or what we're expected to do but in the meantime here's a poll for the masses if we really are stuck here. Any recommendations for fun things to do around here? I could use a few suggestions.
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[ Is it narcissistic to think that if he makes a video post he'll get more interest in the matter? Probably.

He seems overly worried which is veiled behind a thin mask of apathy...

Has anyone seen Elena Gilbert?

[ He's looked for her, she wasn't in her room, she wasn't in his, he's searched the place pretty well. ]
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[ Damon refuses to address the previous event - his first event- nor does he plan to make any mention of the woman talking about said event or even the person looking for their ship. The video feed starts up to Damon in the kitchen, he's got a knife in his hand and garlic in the other. Behind him something looks like it's boiling in a pot. Those close to the kitchen may begin smelling something rather mouthwatering. ]

I'm aware we can't leave - unfortunately, and also that we can get whatever we want from this place. [ He gives a loose hand gesture with the knife as if he's not very impressed, then he goes back to what he was doing - dicing garlic up. ]

But are any of the vintage wines really vintage? [ It's an important question. He doesn't trust any of the closet's alcohol, but beggars cannot be choosers, even if Damon's not used to being a beggar. ]
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[When the feed clicks on, the gardens are visible behind Regina. She'd debated doing this from a random room on a random floor, somewhere people couldn't find her if they were angry about the event, but it was a Wednesday. She's glad she took the chance to visit her father's grave while they were in the facsimile of Storybrooke. If she'd waited until Wednesday like she used to, she would have missed out. So no hiding in a room for fear of retribution, she's out in the gardens to honour her father's memory.]

Hello, Wonderland. [She swallows, a frown marring her face.] No doubt some of you know what the last event was, or at least that it was a small town in-- [... Oh. Weird. She can't think of the word, like there's a gap in her memory again.] For those of you that don't, it was Storybrooke. The home of quite a few of us here in Wonderland.

[There'd been a small explosion of their numbers, before it evened out a little. When she continues, her voice is level, almost flat. She's uneasy about admitting this, but others have explained when events were theirs, she could at least do the same. Besides, it isn't as if she regrets ever casting it in the first place, for Wonderland to take and twist it against them.]

It was created by a curse, the Dark Curse. [There's a brief pause, as she debates what to say next.] It was cast to punish someone, to ensure she never got her own happy ending. Everybody else was just collateral damage.

[Which isn't entirely true. Jefferson certainly wasn't, neither was Whale. ]

Almost everybody caught in the path of the curse had their memories, their lives, ripped away from them until they were barely recognisable. They had no goals, no dreams, no hope. They just... were.

[Which is as horrible as it sounds, but that's besides the point.]

Wonderland's version of Storybrooke wasn't entirely accurate, [Which is almost upsetting, the least it could've done was given her access to the full contents of her vault.] and while I can hope that extended to the false memories you were all given, we all know enough about Wonderland to know it would be a waste of time. [She shrugs, the corner of her mouth turning up into an unpleasant smile.] At least it was only 5 days.

['Instead of 28 years' is left unsaid, but those in the know will understand.]

For most of you, Storybrooke was just another event. You'll get over it.

[The broadcast ends shortly afterwards, though she doesn't bother to move from the gardens.]
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[ when the feed opens, it's on the floor at first, but after a second it turns to face a pretty girl with long brown hair and a bit of a smile on her face, sitting on the bed in her room. elena looks happy, which is, unbeknownst to the citizens of wonderland, kind of an unusual thing for her. ]

So, Wonderland. [ her tone conveys what she thinks of that, thanks, but she continues on after a moment with her smile growing wider. ] My name is Elena Gilbert, I'm new, and I have a question for you all, if you don't mind.

[ she rests her chin on her hand and raises an eyebrow. ] Is Wonderland better than wherever you came from? Like... personally, I miss my friends, obviously, but I don't want to go back home, because someone very important to me is here, and they're... gone, back home. [ now she looks a little shifty -- she doesn't want damon to know either how important he is to her or that he's dead when she comes from. ] Does anyone else here have something like that? A loved one back from the dead, or maybe you're back from the dead? You're missing out on the apocalypse?

Just curious!

[ and now the feed cuts out, and elena flops back on her bed, grinning at the ceiling. ]

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Oct. 9th, 2014 09:22 am
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( Lydia's stood in the ballroom, walking around and surveying the area as she posts - multitasking, obviously. She's in planning mode, and that can only mean good things for everyone. Unless you obstruct her planning )

Next week I'm throwing a party.

( Stay with her, Wonderland. You've not been to a Lydia Martin party before )

Monday. In the ballroom from- ( There's a pause. She's thinking ) -seven. And I expect everyone to dress up for it.

( Don't be too casual you might get turned away. It's not just a regular dumb teen party. There's another bit of a pause as Lydia turns around, looking up above the doors. Clearly she's decorating in her mind )

It would have been my birthday. Just because I'm here instead of at home doesn't mean I have to miss out on anything for it.

( #priorities. She also wouldn't be able to celebrate with some of you back home either )

So dress up, turn up and have fun. Unless you'll ruin it. And if anyone wants to help decorate- ( Aka do the lifting ) -I would appreciate it.

( There's a smile before she shuts the feed off. You've been warned )
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How thoughtful of our captors to provide us with a means of communication.

[There's no video feed to accompany the message, but it's not necessary -- even without it, it's plain that the young woman on the other end is incredibly irate. As bad days go, she's certain she's had worse, objectively -- nobody has stabbed this time around, something that usually goes hand-in-hand with her waking up somewhere unfamiliar, but this time, it's not about her. She's angry on someone else's behalf, something that's entirely new for her in its own way.]

I suppose I should be grateful, modern technology does make this sort of thing so much easier. Now, as no one saw fit to answer me while I dragged myself through those bloody caves beneath this mansion of yours, I'll ask again: whoever is responsible, you and I are due to have words.

[The sort of words that are generally followed by very real physical violence, in this case. Aggressive negotiations, if you will.]

I assure you that I'm no stranger to making demands and doing what I must in order to get my way -- and believe me when I say that involving my niece in this mess, whatever it is you're playing at, was your first mistake, and one you'll come to regret. Tell me where Hope is and no one needs to get hurt.

[A flat-out lie, of course. She'll put her fist through the first person she sees once Hope is safe, but of course, that's not the sort of thing that inspires people to be helpful.]

Hold out on me, and you'll see just how unpleasantly creative I can be. There's no reason to make a defenseless child a part of your game.


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