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[itchtokill]

[Note: As always, my posts are threadjackable in all directions on my end, guys!]

All right, so I'm not sure how many of you have heard the rumblings of my research, but I think it's time I put the whole thing out for everyone to pitch in on. And if you're just going to prattle on about how it's impossible to find out real answers you can kindly sod off because I don't have time for that kind of negativity, thanks.

Memories. They're sort of important, don't you think? And this place keeps stealing them from us in some form or another, bit by bit. Until, what, there's nothing of who we were left? Is that the point? What's the endgame? We don't really know, do we?

What I want to do is first: figure out if there's some sort of pattern or rhyme or reason to the memories being stolen. Which I realize will be a bit tricky since we can't remember the things we've forgotten, but if we can find enough work-around explanations for the words and phrases we've lost, maybe we can come up with a list, and connect those to the events that happened during the loss of them, and look for a pattern.

[And while that idea of patterns has been there all along, he'll admit it's been a bit more reinforced since his chat with Dan about comparisons and parallels of this Wonderland to the original story.]

The other thing I'm looking into, is trying to see if we can retrieve the lost memories. Which is where I need volunteers and it'll be a bit of a mess because most of you are probably going to knee-jerk hate the idea. But how sure are you that you've truly forgotten it, and that whatever it is you've forgotten isn't simply locked away where you can't reach it? What if there was a way you might be able to unlock that box and retrieve it back?

[And here comes the really controversial part that he expects to get a lot of naysayers on a roll. But he's putting it all out there anyway, because Kol hopes their aversions to the idea are outweighed by the desire to keep what's rightfully their own.]

What I'm getting at is, I want to try to compel you to remember. It may not work, for all I know it may backfire in some spectacularly Wonderland sort of way for the attempt. I don't know, and if something similar has been attempted in the past, I'd love to hear about it. But it's just an idea. Honestly, this is a genuine attempt at fixing the things Wonderland screws up, so I've nothing to hide or any ulterior motives, so I'd be fine with being hawk-watched by anyone who feels the invasion aspect of it too sketchy?

There's another idea on deck as well, but I don't want to bother with it unless it seems fully necessary. I want to start simple, with this.

On a different note, but in a similar vein, I'd like to talk to the longest-standing residents in Wonderland. I've been told the names Regina Mills and Michonne as folks to seek out for such a thing. If you ladies are around for a chat, I'd love to ask you some things. And if anyone else has been here as long as, or longer than, either of them, I'd absolutely welcome more voices to this conversation.






[Filtered to the Queens of Wonderland]
Do you have a bit of time to spare for a chat?

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[beautifullies]

[ In between caring for her husband, Claire sends a message quickly to the network. ]

Effective immediately, I will not be maintaining hours at the clinic for the foreseeable future. If you need any assistance, you will be in good hands with Mikan and Liv. Thank you for understanding.

Private to close CR

Jamie's returned.

[video] sleepy scary skeletons

[punful]

[Sans is in his room, slouching in a desk chair and rotating it back and forth with one foot. He's got an open bag of candy corn in front of him and is painstakingly sticking them onto the ends of his fingers. Like claws. Candy corn claws. His cat, 4, is in the background of the video, apparently attempting to eviscerate a very tiny pumpkin.]

[There's also a song playing quietly nearby.]

candy corn is super underrated. we'd get bags and bags and bags of it coming down the rivers back home. starting right in november, just this candy corn flood. i guess it's a really contentious candy for humans, but i dunno. they're pretty much just sugar. what's not to like?

[He proceeds to eat one of them off a finger, then attaches another one.]

anyway, it's that time of year again. any day now, wonderland's gonna break out the probably-cursed candy and the probably-enchanted decorations. i think it was last year, i ended up with an army of tiny, ambulating plastic skeletons. actually, that reminds me--so i get that skeletons are like...part of the theme, but if anyone puts up any skeleton decorations, can you just like...make sure they got clothes on? it's, uh. awkward otherwise.

[He eats another candy corn. In the background, 4 does a butt wiggle and launches at the pumpkin like it just insulted his mother. Sans completely ignores the horrible murder going on behind him and tries to attach another candy corn. It falls off.]

so i was thinking--there's gonna be an event for halloween, cause there always is, but do we wanna get up to something beforehand? i think max was suggesting a movie night or something? there's been some bad vibes lately about, yanno, us non-human folks, so...i dunno, some kind of party might be good. halloween's a good time for humans and non-humans to come together, chill, eat candy and remember that we're not all out to get each other or anything.

[It only seemed to be one guy who had issues with supernatural people, but the idea of a human/non-human divide in Wonderland is...extremely unsettling. This place has enough problems.]

[He grins, inspecting his shitty candy corn manicure.]

anyway, let's at least just try to have some fun before whatever wonderland throws at us, yeah?