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[Damon is not happy, and definitely not drunk enough for this. At first, he assumed he'd been hallucinating, on some trip after drinking bad blood. However, he has been roaming Wonderland for hours on this bright and early morning, while everyone else was likely asleep. He’s poked his head in where it doesn’t belong, waiting for the hallucination to fade. Spoilers: it doesn’t. He finally studies the communication device, accepting that this is either one very long dream or he’s actually here. Somehow. He’s on the main floor, pressed up against the marble pillar, staring up at the ceiling. It takes minimal effort to skim through previous entries before he switches to video.]

Question #1, for the masses: How drunk do you have to be for this place to start making sense? Because I’m starting to think this poor, lonely bottle's not gonna cut it. [Damon looks to the bottle in his hand with a little sigh, tapping his fingers on its surface.] Looks like we're not in Kansas anymore, Toto.

[He takes a long drink, swallows, and sends the camera a slow but absolutely charming smirk:]

Question #2: what’s the one thing you wish someone had told you on your first day in the merry old Land of Wonder, but failed to?

[Damon points a finger at the camera with the hand that's still partly wound around the bottle] And go. Best answers get a pony.

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I dunno why they call 'em that. Somethin' to take the edge off maybe. Mostly it's just a bunch of crazy shit that happens to us.

Doesn't seem like sound reasoning to me. If you called a gun, a party blaster, it won't stop you from bleeding out when you're shot by one, but... details. Got it. Crazy shit that happens. That's worth a pony.

[Good answer.]

You can keep your pony. I'm just here to keep people from makin' idiots outta themselves when shit goes ass-up.

[damn no one wants these ponies. he's gonna just start leaving them outside of random doors...] How's that goin for ya? Cause people have a tendency of being idiots in my experience.

I'm a glutton for freakin' punishment, apparently.

Aren't we all? Well, thanks for the advice. I'll be sure to be less idiotic than most people. [Maybe.]

It's all I ask. Name's Rocket, by the way.

[rocket. bubblegum. what's up with people's names here??? he shakes his head, shrugging his shoulders. the least of his worries.] Damon Salvatore.

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