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[This is...strange. Bizarre, even. He had just been in his small apartment, polishing his shield out of habit, and now he was...here. Wherever here was. It certainly wasn't New York. Was it Loki's doing? Or was there someone else who had it out for him that he didn't even know?

He's rummaging through his room, muttering to himself. He hasn't even noticed the communicator was recording, having fiddled with the thing for only a moment. It's recording a pretty great shot of his shield, and Steve wandering in and out of the feed. He finally stops right in front of the device, grimacing.]

This cannot be happening. Where am I?

[He's not really expecting an answer, though.]

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[And here is Thor, voice loud enough to draw attention to his face on the screen. He's smiling, but he looks rather sullen.] Welcome to wonderland, Captain America. I hope you are not offended when I say it's no pleasure to see you.

[Wait what where is that noise coming from. He picks up the device, squinting at it.]

Thor?

[He raises an eyebrow at the man.]

Wonderland as in, what, Alice's? That's not a real place.

I do not know of an Alice, nor what she has to do with this. However, Wonderland is indeed a real place and we are in it, against our own will.

It's from a book. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland?

[He runs a hand through his hair. He's not really surprised that Thor's never heard of the book.]

How did they even get us here? And you're sure there's no way home.

I've not heard of it. Perhaps it would be wise for me to study it.

I do not know. They seem to have some form of omnipotence. I've yet to discover a way, but I have not given up.

I don't think it could hurt.

Omnipotent. So they know every little thing that we're doing right now? Great.

So it would seem.

Where are you, friend? Perhaps I can show you around.

[Tony sighs and shakes his head as he watches the feed]

And here I was hoping that some of us were going to be safe from this place.

Safe from what place?

[Hey! It's Tony! Hi, Tony! Steve is holding the communicator now, looking perplexed.]

Not New York. That's for sure. How much to you know about alternate dimensions?

[Tony rubs at his goatee thoughtfully]

Because we're not even on Earth. If you thought waking up in a different era was weird, then this is even weirder. I mean even I find this place weird.

Not a lot, I'll admit.

So...We're in space?

[Brow furrowed, totally confused. Not on Earth must mean space, right?]

No, not... Well technically we've always been in space, the whole Earth being a spinning ball of dirt surrounded by space. But that's not really the issue here.

Think of it like a public toilet. All the bathroom stalls are the same, right? But you can't sit in one that's exactly the same as the other because the graffiti is different or someone stole the toilet paper.

We're not in the Earth stall, we're in a different stall. It's seems a lot like it but weird things happen here. So I'm told at least. Oh and there are talking pink ponies, Sherlock Holmes is here too, really it's just fascinating.

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[He is just going to...stare. Tony, what? You have too much free time.]

Right. I find all of that a bit...hard to believe.

[An eyebrow quirks]

You became a icicle in 1942, and thawed out in 2012, then went to fight a horde of aliens lead by the brother of the alien you fought beside.

And you find being in an alternate dimension where we all live in a lewis Carroll novel, hard to believe?

Come on Cap, even for me, this is too outlandish to be a joke.

[A sigh.] I'm not even surprised anymore.

Hey, captain. Anyone brief you yet?

Hawkeye.

[Is the whole team here?]

Not yet, no. I've only seen people on this...thing.

[He waves the comm device, so sorry if you get dizzy.]

[Clint is squinting a bit. Stop waving the thing around...]

Where are you?

[He stops, raising his brows at Clint.]

Room 221, unless I'm mistaken.

...hm. [Ten floors to check and too lazy to go through 'em all. He shrugs.]

Well I can try to explain over this thing, or I can tell you in person. There's a communal kitchen downstairs. Building's got ten floors so I still don't have a good idea where you're at.

I can find the kitchen no problem. [Just follow the smell of food, right?]

Do you want me to assemble everyone else?

Yeah, why not. Looks like they're all speaking up here anyway, so might as well.

Will do. We'll all meet up there shortly.

[He'd give a time, but he has to find a clock, first. And who knows how time works in a place called Wonderland?]

Captain.

[With a nod he ends the feed and gets going. Might as well, after all, and get a beer while he's waiting.]

You're in Wonderland.

[Why isn't there a picture for this guy? Steve doesn't understand how to switch functions.]

So I've been told.

[New arrivals are showing up almost every day lately. Minato wondered why now and if there was some pattern to it. Wonderland was so unpredictable that way.]

This world is called Wonderland.

[But first things first, of course. Explanations.]

I don't see what makes it such a wonder.

[He rubs a hand over his face.]

Especially if I can't get home.

[So far there was no way to get home... on one's own, anyway. That was a bit unnerving on a few levels. Minato nodded.]

Some of us have gone home but came back too.

[Which meant even if they had gone home, Wonderland would be able to pull them back in at will. Not all that reassuring or comforting, really.]

[Steve drops his hand, looking thoughtful.]

So we can leave, but not for long. That's not very reassuring, and I have very important things to do.

[Minato nodded. Everyone had important things to do at home. Well, most everyone, anyway, depending on what they were going back to.]

You'll go back to where you left off. Time stops at home.

Are you all right?

[A carefully enunciated, feminine English accent addresses him, accompanied by a concerned expression.

People tend to panic when they arrive, and this man has the glazed look of a deer in the headlights of one of those new jalopies her brother is always raving about. Automobiles are going to be the death of people, Evelyn is certain.]

You've come to Wonderland.

I'm fine, ma'am. No injuries, just a bit shocked.

[He smiles at her, trying his best to look calm. He's really fine, he just...needs to be home. He has a duty.

He waves a hand towards the room, expression becoming more skeptical.]

How did I get here? Is it...magic?

[Ma'am. Well, isn't he polite? And very clearly displaced and confused. It happens to the best of people, really.]

Something like that. No one is really certain, but there are a great deal of people here from all different tim-

[Evie, darling, don't get ahead of yourself.]

...what's your name?

[Hey, he could be stumbling over himself and calling her a dame. The last time he called a lady a dame it didn't end well.]

Different times? Like...time travel?

[What if Peggy or Bucky are here? No, Steve. Don't get excited. You never know.]

Steve - ah, Captain Steve Rogers. And your name, ma'am?

[She wouldn't notice, Steve. She's been called worse by much more uncouth Americans.]

...Something like that.

[A captain in the United States military, then? No wonder he has such nice etiquette.]

My name is Evelyn Carnahan. I ask about times because almost everyone here is suffering from temporal displacement.

[She shouldn't get her hopes up so high, but he seems rather old-fashioned, and that's an exciting first for her.]

I'm from the year 1926.

Wonderland, but I assume you've gotten a small swarm of people telling you that bit already. It sort of happens whenever there's new arrivals.

[He waves a bit into the camera, all friendliness.]

Anyway, yes. Wonderland. I'm James Potter and...we're all stuck here, for the time being.

There has been quite a few people telling me that.

[He nods towards the screen.]

I'm Captain Steve Rogers. But if we got here, there has to be a way out, right?

Well, you'd think that, but it's not so easy. Some people have gotten out before, but no one's really sure how they did it, or if they even did it themselves. This place might have just gotten sick of them and sent them back, you know?

I don't know if you've been outside yet, but if you try walking away from this mansion, it just sort of loops you back to it. It's downright bizarre

[At the same time though, it sounds like it absolutely fascinates him.]

I like the shield. Very patriotic.

[Its possible that Bela is being a tad sarcastic about that. Moreover, she's not even from America, given the English accent.]

[Oh no pretty lady. He clears his throat, rubbing the back of his head.]

Well, it's for my, ah, job. I was - am - in the army, so. Everything needs to be stars and stripes, even if it's a little outdated.

[She won't bite. Promise.]

I didn't think that shields were standard issue for the US military. Outdated? Why do you believe that they're outdated?

No, it's for a special...position I held. Hold. It's a one of a kind shield.

[After all this time and he still is horribly awkward.]

Nobody likes them anymore. Time have changed since when this shield was first painted.

One of a kind shield and a change in the times. Are you from a different era? As in, not from the twenty-first century?

[If so, then he got all the more intriguing.]

I only ask because others here are from different periods in time.

Woah! That is a kick ass shield! America, fuck yeah, am I right?

[Kenny is automatically taking a liking to this guy. That shield does look kind of familiar...]

Waitaminute. No way. Are you Captain America?????

Uh...right.

[This kid needs to work on his language. He nods, though. There's no point in lying.]

Yes, sir. I'm Captain Steve Rogers.

[Oh, Loki recognizes that shield! He figures that the great leader of the Midgardian group of Avengers probably would have gotten the gist about how he is stuck in the land of wonders...]

Do not fret, Captain America! As long as one avoids the opposite beings inside the mirrors there is nothing to fear.

The...opposite beings? What does that mean?

[Who is this kid? He looks so familiar.]

Who are you, if you don't mind me asking?

The mirrors provide a portal to another realm. That other realm is inhabited by opposites of ourselves.

[For a second Loki disappears from the screen and comes back.]

Loki. I am fairly sure we have met.

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