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entranceway2015-04-06 12:27 pm
matchmade) wrote in entranceway2015-04-06 12:27 pm
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[ At first, the video on the screen is kind of crazy, and it's hard to make out just what's going on. There are fingers and blue sky, and then the bottom half of a little girl's face--and a close-up of her braces--as she taps the phone on her chin. She doesn't realize it's on, let alone that it can connect to literally everyone in Wonderland. She doesn't even know where the heck she is, even if it looks like some weird fantasy land. She would probably assume she was on some cool magic quest thing, if she hadn't been facing off against an all powerful freak of nature before arriving.
She drops her hand to her side, and yep, that sure is a beautiful, upside-down picture of the mansion grounds. ]
Alright, you proved your stupid point! You're as powerful as you are pointy. Can I go home now? I know you're there!
[ Mabel sighs and fidgets with the phone, turning it around in her hand as she just kind of...wanders around, looking for a magic door or...or something. Something to get her out of this mess and back to her puppet show, so she can punch Bill in her brother's face. Ugh. ]
Okay, okay, think Mabel. If you were an evil triangle, where would you hide the exit...?
[ She's got nothing, though, so she continues her aimless search. Eventually, Mabel makes her way to the mansion itself and sits on one of the front steps, setting the phone next to her when she does. Finally, finally the crazy camera angles stop. She sighs and rests her chin on her hands. She doesn't look defeated, exactly, just a little worried. Because whenever crazy stuff happens, Dipper's always been there by her side with information and plans. But right now, it's just her, and she has no idea what to do.
She looks down at the little phone and...woah, hey, it's on. Did she accidentally call someone? Maybe they can help! She scoops it up and puts it to her ear. ]
Hello? Hey, is anyone there?
[ ooc; People are more than welcome to run into her while she's wandering around the grounds. Because really, she's everywhere. ]
She drops her hand to her side, and yep, that sure is a beautiful, upside-down picture of the mansion grounds. ]
Alright, you proved your stupid point! You're as powerful as you are pointy. Can I go home now? I know you're there!
[ Mabel sighs and fidgets with the phone, turning it around in her hand as she just kind of...wanders around, looking for a magic door or...or something. Something to get her out of this mess and back to her puppet show, so she can punch Bill in her brother's face. Ugh. ]
Okay, okay, think Mabel. If you were an evil triangle, where would you hide the exit...?
[ She's got nothing, though, so she continues her aimless search. Eventually, Mabel makes her way to the mansion itself and sits on one of the front steps, setting the phone next to her when she does. Finally, finally the crazy camera angles stop. She sighs and rests her chin on her hands. She doesn't look defeated, exactly, just a little worried. Because whenever crazy stuff happens, Dipper's always been there by her side with information and plans. But right now, it's just her, and she has no idea what to do.
She looks down at the little phone and...woah, hey, it's on. Did she accidentally call someone? Maybe they can help! She scoops it up and puts it to her ear. ]
Hello? Hey, is anyone there?
[ ooc; People are more than welcome to run into her while she's wandering around the grounds. Because really, she's everywhere. ]
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But that's neither here nor there.
The Girl in the Sweater - which is exceptional, actually, and he knows a certain knitting detective who would be impressed by the workmanship - is friendly enough to offer him a hand, skeptical as he is about physical contact with children. On a fundamental level children are sticky creatures, and while the baker in him does not mind stickiness with regards to honey and/or fruit, humans are a different matter entirely.
He hesitates just a moment too long before reaching out to shake, ridiculously large hand looking even more ridiculous around her tiny one.]
Y'know, I'm not...I wasn't brought here by a one-eyed...anything. Actually.
[A beat.]
...Were you?
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Which is why her smile falters a little at his answer. It's not that she wants Bill to be behind this. It's just...if it isn't him, then what's going on? How does she go about finding a way out if 'hunt Bill down' isn't her first step anymore? ]
Well...I thought I was, but--[ She shrugs. ] I guess I could be wrong.
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[Oh, geez - he really stepped in it. She can't be older than twelve, and as a twelve year old Ned was often forlorn about lacking people or reasons behind his power. Mabel, who is far more gregarious than he was at her age, seems to flounder for a moment.
It isn't unlike seeing someone getting into the pool for the first time without arm floaters.]
It's- it's not so bad, here. I don't know if you ever saw Alice in Wonderland, but it's sort of like that.