entranceway | Log: day 57 (video)

[The camera feed comes on showing a somewhat skewed scene of half-built robots and several large monitors surround a central control panel. Then the view rotates as Entrapta adjusts the device. Now the background shows a rather tall, deep red crystal that has wires and cords attached to it.

In front of it all, Entrapta looks very happy, despite the fact that she also looks like she hasn't eaten in some time. There's just been too much to do!]

Okay. It's day 57! [Yes, she's been keeping count of the days since she arrived.] And I've been making a lot of progress in my work!

[For a second it might seem like she's going to be using this as a sort of video diary, but she quickly moves away from that nonsense to something more pertinent.]

What I need to know is how energy flows from this side of Wonderland to the other side. If it does at all. But it must, if the Core is able to process data from this side.

[She gestures with her hair as she speaks, the ends of the strands looking perhaps alarmingly like fingers and hands.]

If I can figure out that transfer of energy, I can probably connect the black garnet [a gesture over her shoulder at the crystal] directly into the energy source! I could potentially divert power directly from the Core and it could have all sorts of potential uses!

[For a second she looks like she's going to go on about some of those potential uses, but then her stomach growls loudly enough for the mic to pick it up. She falters and then looks kind of embarrassed for a second.]

Um, but first I should probably eat something.

[With that, she reaches out with one piece of hair to turn the video off.]

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[ Claire smiles softly, shaking her head a bit in amusement. ]

Well, then, should I ever have the occasion to prepare food for you, I'll be sure to keep it small. My name is Claire, by the way.

You would make food for me?!

[She sounds both surprised and excited by this idea. But she gets over that quickly, as though people making her food is the most natural thing in the world.]

Bots aren't very good at cooking. I heard about the dining room, but it's kind of far away.

Easy things.

[ Claire smiles softly. ]

My husband and daughter would likely warn you away from my cooking on a grander scale. But I am good at things like grilled cheese.

[ Casseroles, macaroni and cheese, things like that. Typical 60s mom fare. ]

And you're a...'bot?'

[ Is she human??? Is that a type of human??? ]

Oh no! Those are bots.

[She turns the camera momentarily to take in the half-built robots littered around the room.]

You know, robots.

Oh.

[ Oh. She should have known, perhaps. ]

Forgive me, I'm not the most well versed in that sort of thing. I'm afraid where I'm from, electricity hasn't been thought up yet.

[ And even in the 1960s, Claire never really was curious about things like robots. The most science outside of medicine she's seen has been man going to the moon for the first time. ]

But you know what it is!

[Entrapta sits back, finished with her cheese curds now.]

On Etheria our "electricity" is kind of more like magic, I think.

With so many differences, how are you finding your stay here in Wonderland?

[ She's curious, and also trying to make sure she's doing alright without sounding too overly-motherly. Not everyone wants that, after all. As a natural caregiver she can't help but probe a little. ]

It's been fine so far. I mean, I've been able to start so many projects, it's not really that different from home! And there are nice people to make friends with.

[Entrapta's definition of "nice" might be a little skewed--it basically encompasses anyone who isn't annoyed by her.]

Keeping busy here will certainly be helpful, I think. Some people find themselves with a bit too much idle time and become bored.

[ But if she finds enough to occupy her, hopefully she won't run into the same issue. ]

I'm Claire, by the way. I'm not sure I ever introduced myself.

[Boredom and idle time are possibly the worst things for Entrapta--they lead to her doing all kinds of things she probably shouldn't be doing.]

I'm Entrapta! I'm the princess of Drill.

You're a princess? You'll have to forgive me for addressing you so informally, then.

[ And for suggesting a princess eat grilled cheese, good Lord. ]

Oh, that's fine! Princesses are pretty common where I'm from.

Oh? Does that make them a bit less...well. Special? And I only mean, for example, that in my world there is one Royal Family and the world goes mad over them, wanting to know every detail they can about their lives.

[ At least her modern life. Sometimes it's nice to have two centuries to draw from. ]

I'm not sure about "special." All of us are different, so I guess we're still kind of special. But princesses, in general, aren't.

That's all that I meant.

[ Foot in mouth is how Claire lives her life. ]

In my world, it's so rare that princesses are considered, well. Celebrities and everyone always wants to know what they're doing, what sort of designer clothes they're wearing, who they're dating. That sort of thing. With so many, I'm not sure it would be that interesting to the public.

Oh, not at all. I mean, I have some fans apparently, because I make things, but it's nothing that big. And there are a lot of people who don't like princesses at all.

[ Claire smiles in sheer amusement. ]

Well, I learn something every day. And it takes all types to make the world go 'round, I suppose. But it's rude of me to keep asking so many questions. I should let you enjoy the...grilled cheese, as it were. If you ever need anything though, you can always ask or come to me.

Okay! Thank you, grilled cheese lady.

[She's bad with names, okay.]

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