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[When the feed clicks on, there is only a faint static sound with what sounds like the microphone being covered a couple times. From the turn of the sound, one can surmise the device is being moved in the hand of the person who turned on the feed.]

This crude device is quite deceptive. At first it looked like an antiquated smart phone of sort, but inspection shows a different story. I'm a bit more impressed to learn it connects to a network that everyone is on. A means of communication is interesting... I'm curious as to why it even exists actually. Maybe that question is intentionally open-ended?

[He huffs a quiet breath of laughter out, the number of possible answers already sprouting to mind.]

If I'm being honest, I never really liked Alice in Wonderland. I can acknowledge it's historical value, and it's why I read it, but Alice herself was... fake. Designed as the perfect image of childhood innocence. She went around this new world so new to her without fear, wondered by all around her. Any flaw with her was never designed, but created by those who read the story. The world, much like this one, was of far more interest.

...What do you think of Alice though? Was she foolish for being too trusting of Wonderland, or can she be absolved for her curious nature? I think the answer you would pick, even if you don't say it aloud, reveals what kind of person you are.

If you don't want to share your answer that's fine. However I am curious about what kind of people are here. A melting pot of universes isn't exactly commonplace. I do hope this place won't be as tedious as reading Alice's adventures.

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Clearly you didn't follow the instructions while reading.

Eat me. It's not a sober book.

I'm sure Alice herself would beg to differ. Though she's been in Wonderland a long time at this point.

[And yes, she does mean the Alice.]

it's just a fucking book dude

[Eloquent. But not exactly indicative of Tim's...personal views. He tends to keep those to himself.]

Literally who fucking cares.

I don't think the Alice here would like being called fake.

[She doesn't sound too sure of that though. She's never met the girl.]

I'd like to think she can be forgiven for being curious though. Everybody's curious sometimes.

Well, gee whiz. It looks like we got a hardass here.

[he doesn't even know what alice in wonderland is and still thinks this is some bullshit prison, so basically he's being a prick.]

Hey! Leave Alice alone, you jerk.

[There's the slightest nudge in the back of his mind as he listens, something vaguely familiar about the flow of the words or the lilt in the voice in a way he can't quite place. But he shakes the thought from his mind because he's probably just being paranoid.]

Little of column A, little of column B? She probably was too trusting of something so new, but kids are that way. Bluntly honest and wildly trusting as long as there's something a little nice to go along with whatever they're doing. And where would the world be without curiosity fueling new ideas? It's the center of learning, after all.

[ This guy says a lot of words when what he needs to say can be condensed into like, three-by-three boxes. It's familiar in a way Dustin can't quite place, so he focuses on the next bit. If he mentions childhood, he's going to get a childhood expert: Dustin Henderson, professional child.

Okay maybe not professional. No one pays him to ride his bike around the halls and help fight Demogorgons. ]

What's the answer say about you if you say yes, and what's it say if you say no? Also, I know she has no eyes here, but she definitely has ears, and she might get really mad if you say that stuff.

If you consider occasionally being re-written into someone else entirely through no choice of your own and with no memory of who you actually are, tedious. Then yes.

That's not including the way the mansion sometimes changes, and the way the closets respond to your will. Still working on figuring out the science of how they work, exactly. But Wonderland doesn't correspond to much science on EITHER Earth I'm familiar with so far.

[ it's difficult to forget the voice of the person who killed your mother. ]

[ barry's used to thawne speaking through wells' mouth, his voice low, husky, with that familiar tone he sometimes hears in wells from earth-2's smokiness. since meeting the real eobard thawne, he's never been able to forget him. from sight to sound to even how he smells, he's never forgotten that golden blonde hair, the way he stands, the way he even smirks as he talks. ]

[ despite knowing how thawne may sound, he doesn't quite know how he talks. he lacks the years of studying him. but he's met him before, several times, both in central city in his time and once in wonderland. ]

[ he thinks he can hear him. he just wishes he could see him to verify the reason why his entire body's tensed up and he feels the need to shoot straight through wonderland like a bullet to find him. he wears the converse shoes iris had gifted him with. perhaps that's why he remains literally rooted in place. ]

Alice didn't go to Wonderland with any ill intentions. She wound up there by accident. She did what anyone would do and learned about it.

[ unlike someone they both know, who catapulted himself purposefully down a specific rabbit hole. ]

[ The heads up from Barry had been appreciated, so when he finally gets around to Thawne's feed, the voice doesn't take him by surprise. It's not so much the voice though as the cadence, the rhythm, just how damn much Eobard Thawne likes to talk. Idly, he's grateful that at least it's that particular voice and not his own but idly, he knows he's just looking for the silver lining amidst this whole entire dumpster fire.

Harrison leans back and rubs at his forehead for a solid minute. If his eyes could roll back any further, they'd be looking at his head.

Briefly, he debates going text only, maintaining a sort of anonymity. He'd managed it well enough with the last one but then again, it had been extremely necessary. This time around was different. So really, it was more like ripping a band-aid off than anything else. ]

Are you, though? That curious.

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