Go ask Alice when she's ten feet tall

[bravejemma]

[Jemma returns to Wonderland to find it in upheaval -- an event, surely. There was the possibility that this wasn't Wonderland, but she finds her device in her pocket where her phone had formerly been.

When the screen comes up, it's rather reminiscent of her broadcast the first time that she arrived. First it shows her feet, and then it swings around to show her face. It's cold and obscenely bright scenery.]

Fitz, Daisy, if you're still here I'm back. I'm coming to find you.

[video forever] I need a little fabulous, is that so wrong? (backdated to 1/20)

[mydude]

[Taako's face fills up the screen entirely at first, his glittery gold eye shadow almost blinding as he blinks into the camera. But then he backs up, and as he grins broadly he reveals what his little slice of fantasy land entails. Largely it seems to consist of a chaise lounge, velvet curtains everywhere, and dramatic lighting. The lounge is placed up a few steps from where Taako is filming, and the steps themselves are littered with the remains of the feast Taako's apparently just finished. Fast food bags, and candy wrappers abound, but so do picked-over turkey carcasses and empty champagne bottles.

Taako adjusts his shirt-- which is apparently a mink fur crop top, if that flash of his belly is any sign --and starts speaking.]

So this one kind of rocks? Like. Seriously. I mean, I could probably set this up normally, I guess, but it's sorta different to have it just happen, y'know? No effort on my part at all. Sucks that it's not gonna stay real forever, I guess, but. Eh. J'boy's cool wit' this one.

[It would be understandable for Taako's fantasy to involve being left alone-- it seems empty enough, after all. But just as Taako's about to fumble with his device to shut it off, a familiar voice calls from off-screen and Taako pauses to listen.]

Taaaakoooo. Stop saying stuff like that.

[For a Fantasy!Magnus, he actually sounds pretty annoyed. And as he steps into the frame carrying a tray of holographic, rainbow-colored macarons, he's also pretty shirtless.]

C'mon. You haven't even tried out the catwalk, yet. Merle and Ango and everybody warmed up their clapping hands all night!

[Taako snorts, clearly still not taking this entirely seriously. He turns back to the camera with a little shrug.]

I guess if any of you want to see a very real, totally not illusory fashion show, you're welcome to swing by. Later, skaters.