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[mypartnerintime]

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[Max has been thinking about doing this for a while, and she has to convince herself to send the invitation to the whole of Wonderland. In all honesty a smaller group would be more pleasant, but she doesn't want to start any cliques or something like that. Besides, she might actually discover more fellow nerds out there.]

Does anyone want to watch some TV shows? I'm thinking Twilight Zone or X-Files so we can pretend we're not living in them for a few hours.

I'd vote for Plan 9 from Outer Space, but I bet that won't fly.

[But yes, she's including that last one in a hopeful attempt someone will agree.]

[Action A]

Max is okay. After more than a month since the incidents in Arcadia Bay, she feels like she's had enough time to mourn and recover. The events have been fun and unique, nothing to burden her with additional weariness. People have mostly been nice to her. In fact, she's really starting to settle in to Wonderland, enough that she had comfortably camped out in the dining room to work on her journal... at nearly four in the morning.

But she fell asleep. Her sleep cycle is completely messed up after all of the long nights spent wandering around Wonderland or through the events. Even now, with her head and arms resting on the table, her sleep is shallow - she squirms, mumbling softly. Beside her is the journal, and watercolors next to that, the strong blue paint hardly touched among the rest. The open page of the journal shows a splotch of blue among some writing, an obvious attempt to start a drawing which ended with her drifting off to dreamland. A half-finished bowl of mushy cereal is also on the table next to her.

Her phone (the one from Oregon, not Wonderland) is playing music on repeat, and it happens to be playing this song when someone walks into the dining room at breakfast time.

Walks in on her being okay, obviously.

[OOC: She'll be falling asleep like this multiple nights, so feel free for multiple people to find her like that. Also, she'll probably wake up whenever someone walks in.]


[Action B]

Max is nosy as hell. Open doors, books, pieces of paper lying around - these are all fair game. If you're in the library you might find her looking into a book or some notes you left lying around. Or, if along the hallways, she might be pretty obviously looking into your room from the door you left ajar. She won't peek at anything that looks too personal of course, but that's not a well-defined boundary by any means. It doesn't seem so much like she's deliberately intruding (at least she's not trying to hide the fact that she's looking), but rather she seems curious and lost in thought.

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[rosswood]

putting about ten gazillion votes in for plan 9
i don't even care if no one else wants to see it
play it on every screen
the whole world must know of it

[mypartnerintime]

At least the awesome opening monologue

Remember, my friends:
future events will affect you...
in the future!

That was the golden age of script writing.

[rosswood]

one of my old film professors liked to show that thing in class on like the first day
played it up like it was this big underground masterpiece
and then once it was done he switched the thing off and was like:

remember kids, no matter how bad you think your stuff is
it will never reach this level of suck

[mypartnerintime]

It does not suck! It's super hard to get that exact level of terrible. It's literally like the exact opposite of the golden ratio.

That takes real skill Alex. You couldn't bomb that hard if you tried.

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[thesamurai]

[Michonne, as it turns out, is also nosy as hell, but in a more subtle way. With Carl here now, she's doubled down on making sure she's observing as many people as she can. Most days, she sits wherever seems to be getting the most traffic, but today she wants to see who's coming and going on the eighth floor. So, the door is open and she's not doing much of anything. Just reading comics and sitting with the katana. Super casually; who doesn't sit with a sword like this on their couch?

When she sees someone walking by, glancing into the room, the comic lowers and she watches, eyes tracking over the top edge of the book. She seems young but not quite as young as Carl, and more curious than anything.]

You lookin' for someone?

[mypartnerintime]

[Max enjoys taking walks on the higher floors now and then, especially because the view gets pretty cool. And she spots that open door, so of course she has to go take a look, and - wow a katana what. The thought is summed up with one word:]

Wowser.

[She pauses to look inside, pretty much staring at the sword if we're being honest. Hey, the woman's reading comic books too. She must be pretty cool. Michonne's voice catches her attention and she looks up.]

Just uhh, looking in general. You've got a cool sword. [Now she's pretty obviously trying to read the title on the comic, too, but it's a little hard from the doorway.]

[thesamurai]

[She's not all in with trust, not right away, but in being a resident of Wonderland for a while, she's learned not to be on the defensive right away. She doesn't have to as much here. So, she glances at the sword, a half smile tugging at her lips.]

Comes in handy when the events are a little crazier than what we've had the past couple go arounds. Not that I'm complaining about how easy we've had it.

[mypartnerintime]

Me neither. Those last two were my first events.

[And they were great. She took tons of pictures and generally got to meet a lot of interesting people.]

I... hope you haven't had to use it much. [The way she says that is almost like a question. Thinking about coming events fills her with quite a bit of apprehension - she still has no idea what to expect when it comes to bad ones.]

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[henrydaniel]

Henry's trying to decide what he wants to eat exactly, if it's a huge omelette or biscuits and gravy, or maybe both for breakfast. It's the music he hears first, since the dining room doesn't normally offer that. But then he sees a girl asleep and shoulders his backpack, walking around her widely so that she has a chance to wake up without him startling her. Clearing his throat, he drops down opposite her but down a few spaces even as his eyes wander over her things.

He decides to wait to say anything to her, instead digging into the biscuits in gravy now in front of him, a book of potions being pulled out so that he can be ready for Regina's quiz later in the day. But one eye keeps going back to the person who fell asleep while eating and doing other...stuff.

[mypartnerintime]

If only Max had a better sense of proper times to sleep! She squirms a bit, more than before, and suddenly sits up. For a moment she tries to get her bearings, looking confused, the room spinning. It's too bright. She squints against the light as she looks around to her other side, away from Henry. After another moment she calms down, sucking in a deep breath, putting a hand to her eyes and squeezing lightly.

She hasn't seen him yet. Her vision and thoughts are still blurry, having not yet fully recovered from the sudden awakening. In a move that will embarrass her to no end, she does also wipe a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth. She doesn't bother to fix her hair or hide her furrowed brow. And yet another sharp inhale.

[henrydaniel]

Now that she seems....awake, Henry swallows what's in his mouth.

"Are...you okay? You looked like you were having a bad dream, but...I wasn't sure if I should wake you up or not."

Some people were weird about that kind of thing.

[mypartnerintime]

"Wha-?" She turns to look at him, blinking in the light and the hazy post-dream headache. "Oh my god."

This is one of those moments where she wants to sink into a hole in the ground. She wonders how long he's been sitting there. Somewhere in her brain she knows she should probably fix her hair and- and her face? But instead she just covers her eyes again and lets out a resigned groan.

"Yeah, I'm... completely fine." There's no real effort to even make that sound like the truth, because god it's too early and she's had too little sleep to care. The music plays on in the background.

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[exceedinglybright]

Oh, the Twilight Zone!

[Lily is delighted to see something that actually existed in her time period mentioned, though the rest of it has piqued her interest as well.]

I've never seen X-Files. Is it something similar?

[mypartnerintime]

Glad to meet another fan. It just seems so appropriate.

X-Files is about a pair of FBI agents who solve really far out paranormal stuff. Aliens. Mutants and monsters. Etc.

Kind of like us I guess. [That's how she likes to see it, anyway.]

[exceedinglybright]

I remember watching it with my sister when I was younger.
It's been a long while since I've gotten to watch much television.

It sounds interesting! And yes, certainly relevant. I'm sorry, I don't think we've met yet.
Have you been here long? I'm Lily.

[mypartnerintime]

Me neither. I usually just pirate stuff, and I'm not into most new shows.

You should totally come watch with us though! Both X-Files and Twilight Zone.

A bit over a month now.. but it feels longer. I'm Max. :D

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[fulllifeconsequences]

TV... there's TV here? Haven't watched it since I fell! All we had were home movies.

The X-Files isn't too scary for a kid like me, is it?

[mypartnerintime]

Fell? I doubt we can get actual cable in here, but we can definitely set up a wicked home theater.

Nnnnno I doubt it is, Chara. [Seriously, Max is probably lower on the scare-resistance scale.]

[Oh god, wait, does this mean Chara is joining? She doesn't know how to feel about that.]

[fulllifeconsequences]

Oh. I fell down a mountain once. Almost died. It was one of the best things I ever did.

Anyway, it's okay if a twerp like myself tags along, right? I wouldn't want to intrude if I'm not welcome.

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[powerofmabel]

I've never heard of any of those shows. [hard generic TV life.]

[mypartnerintime]

Are you cereal?? D: Oh man you and Dipper will love the X-Files.

...I think.

[powerofmabel]

Is it anything like the Y Cases? Y'know like... Y does all this weird stuff keep happening? Pretty sure Dipper's obsession with redheads came from Donna Skilly.

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[krmvgivv]

We don't have those shows. But from my comparisons with Wirt I've deduced that The Twilight Zone is what our world calls The Scary Door. We haven't looked at X-Files, but I wouldn't be surprised if that's like our Y Cases. And Wirt wouldn't have seen those since he's from the 80s.

Anyway, sure, I love that kind of show.

[mypartnerintime]

Wait so they say

"You are entering... the Scary Door?"

I thought you would. 8pm ground floor tea room. Bring Mabel!

[krmvgivv]

Exactly like that.

Couldn't get rid of her if I tried.