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This probably ain't the first time Queenie's had her knickers in a knot.

In my experience, war isn't some pass-the-time stunt that fades to black in a few weeks. I know a lot of you are rattled, and I mean - war's not pretty, so I get that, but instead of panicking we should be focusing on what we can actually do.

[There's plenty of people that know how to fight, how to survive, and a lot of brainy tactical types. That's what they need to pool together to make sure there's not a huge body count here.]

Who do we have with actual battle experience?
Which parts of the mansion are the sturdiest?
Weapons, munitions, and the super-powered hotheads.
We might not be able to stop this but we can at least keep some bodies from dropping.

Magic types can screw with whatever warding hoodoo they have, we can make this work.
We might be able to hold a defense.

I dunno if you guys have met your mirrors, but mine sure as shit isn't worth losing my grip for.

If any of you actually want to do something, you know where to find me.
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( After talking with Peggy, Diana has been doing some thinking and writing of her own. She's been in Wonderland long enough to know the general pattern of things and she knows that with every calm, with every lull, there's a new storm on the horizon. She's learned not to trust this place as far as she can throw it but up until now, she's mainly just accepted it and watched to see what information she could glean. Now, though, she wonders if it's not time to act. If enough of them rose up, surely they could do something about it, couldn't they? She doesn't know. What she does know is the longer she's here, the more she loses sight of what's important back home and that won't stand. Today, she's decided to address the network with her thoughts. )

Has anyone here ever fought back against this place? Not against the events that happen, I mean, but against Wonderland itself? I feel like it knows about us on some level, that it's a thinking and breathing organism, and as such can't we find a strategy to take it down?

( Maybe it's a bad idea to ask the network this question but Diana can't help herself. She's beyond being patient and kind in this situation. Instead, she's going to get a little emotional and see if that approach works instead. )
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[The video opens on Tim looking fairly composed and not like he's having an Extremely Bad Day.

He is, in fact, having an Extremely Bad Day. Turning up to bother your little brother-person and finding him completely gone with no trace will do that. He's looked around for any hint that Damian will be back, but there's nothing, and so that means that someone has to make an announcement. And apparently today, that someone gets to be him.

He is Totally Fine. Really.]


I'm sorry to have to be the one to make this announcement: Damian Wayne seems to have returned home.

[And if he hasn't and is just messing with Tim in a really, exceptionally cruel way, Tim will have to kill him.

He probably isn't, though. Tim shakes his head, realizing he's been staring at the camera too long.

The video ends.]
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[Emma has had some time to get used to Wonderland at this point, but it's a more significant change that has her shooting a message to the network today. Having her memories back recolors her first two months in this place, and even though her manners still aren't the greatest, she cringes at the memory of how many people she'd hung up on or turned away on that first day here.

Granted, she had been a panicked mother separated from her son in a situation that had been impossible for her to wrap her head around at the time— but she knows that people had been trying to help. She appreciates that, now that she's herself again.]


This is a little overdue, but I wanted to apologize for the way I acted when I first showed up a little while back. I was panicked, and freaked out, like anyone else would be, but I remember that there were people who tried to tell me that I'd been here before. At the time, I wasn't myself. I couldn't remember who I really was. I don't remember my previous stay in Wonderland, but I remember everything else. Magic, Storybrooke, all of it.

That won't mean a lot to all of you, but I know it will ring a bell for some. If you tried to help me on that first day and I shut you down or hung up on you, then I'm sorry. I wasn't able to appreciate it then, but I do now.

I do have a request. If there's anyone here who does remember me from Wonderland, even just a little bit of when I was here before, I'd like to fill in a few of the blanks, if I can. Every little bit helps.

Thanks.

- Emma Swan

voice;

Feb. 24th, 2018 04:47 pm
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[Souji's been feeling reflective lately, thinking over some things. It's elicited a question that he himself isn't sure he can answer. He wants to find out if others can, so, after some deliberation about whether or not it's a good idea, he takes to the network to ask.]

If you were able to change something in your life at home, what would it be?

[He's not sure he'll even get any answers. It's kind of a personal question. But he's hoping that some people will respond, if only to help him think through things himself.]
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Hey, Wonderland.

I know some of you were super excited to see Superman around, but... he went home a few days ago.
I waited a little while to say anything, because I figured he might come back, but he hasn't.

Wiccan was looking to put together a team of superheroes here in Wonderland, too.
Does anyone have any good ideas for a team name? I guess "Super Friends" isn't cool enough. I think I'll make a poll later with the best ones.
And do any superheroes out there maybe want to join in?
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[The voice that finds the network belongs to a teen boy and sounds to be in pretty rough shape, like he's hoarse from screaming. (Spoilers: that is exactly what Jason has been doing in his room since he regained consciousness.) But he's found the comm device, so there's a very important question that needs to be asked.]

Is this ... is this Hell?

[He remembers dying, so. That would make sense. Also, the dinosaurs thing? Is kinda weird.]
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[The kid on screen certainly looks like Kon, though it's obvious he's younger. His face is softer and rounder, his body not quite as bulky as it'll get once he starts to fill out. And then there's his costume. It's certainly something all right. Complete with earring, fade cut, and leather jacket, not to mention way too many non-functional belts.

But the attitude? The ego? Oh, that's all there.]


Hey, check it, it's like I can be my own personal publicity man. [He gives his most charming smirk.] 'Sup everyone? It's me, the one, the only, Superman. Well, maybe not only these days, but hey, clones as good as you're gonna get, right? Sure as hell better than the nerd with the yellow shades or the half-robot dude.

[And then there's the Man of Steel, who just chewed him out for getting a Daily Planet reporter killed with his recklessness. Superman can't really call himself better than him right now.]

Anywho, I may be super, but that doesn't mean I know everything, dig? Who wants to be a superhero to a superhero and explain where we are? If you're cute, I'll even throw in dinner. Maybe take you flying.

[He winks at the camera, then throws up a peace sign.]

Superman out.

03 | Video

Feb. 7th, 2018 09:26 pm
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[Maggie looks a bit paler and much more exhausted than usual, but puts on as warm and chipper a front as she can. She's clearly sitting on the floor as she posts this.]

Hello again, Wonderland! While it's good to see all of your lovely faces, those nine flights of stairs up to my room are a considerably less welcome sight. Would someone be so kind as to help me up to my bed? A couple of someones if necessary? I've had an eventful week and I'm not at my best.

Once that's managed, I intend to stay there for a few days at barest minimum.

I'll be hosting horror movie marathons tomorrow night and the night after, in room 969, barring Wonderland-interference. Prior acquaintance not required! If horror isn't your cup of tea, feel free to stop by during the afternoons instead. Incidentally, non-metaphorical cups of tea will be available, or your hot or caffeinated beverage of choice. Hope to see you soon, darlings!

((Spam tags for movie night or afternoon visits also welcome!))


[Private to Mahir, Shaun, and Georgia]

[More seriously, dropping any pretense:]

How long was I gone? Let me find my bed, and then all of you get over here before you ask what you've missed back home.

[She doesn't want to do this more than once.]

text;

Feb. 1st, 2018 06:49 pm
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[ Sharon has been here long enough to realize that she doesn't have much of a life outside of work. And when she's in Wonderland, where there's very little work, it's easy to get overwhelmed by the monotony. It isn't quite ennui, but it's not far off. She can only train so much, research so much. She needs more in her life.

Of course, addressing the issue takes time. She's not naturally sociable, not naturally outgoing. But she has to find more to amuse herself, entertain herself, than training and researching. There is truly only so much training and researching that someone can take.

So after a while, she bites the bullet and fires off a text to the network. ]


I know about the classes offered at the sparring facility, but are there any other classes that anyone offers? In other words, any learning opportunities other than trying new beers?

[VIDEO]

Jan. 28th, 2018 07:22 pm
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[ She'd spent her first couple of days lingering in the shadows. Not hiding or lurking, really, and maybe there's a chance you've seen her around, but she did her best to play observer -- to get a feel for the place and the people here. She goes into this skeptically, and by nature it's just hard not to, but it isn't long until she realizes Wonderland's residents are a lot like her.

It becomes a series of questions she needs to answer: who are they? Where are they from and what have they left behind? (And most importantly, because of what she's left behind, why are they here and how do they get back? She isn't satisfied with anything she is finding on that particular subject.)

For a moment, she is out of frame, cursing silently under her breath as she checks the device in her hand to make sure the video feed is on. Lois adjusts the device, holding it out so that her face is now in frame. ]


Okay. Okay. Here we go.

[ She coughs, clearing her throat, and runs her fingers quickly through her hair to tuck her hair behind her ears. Lois manages a pretty impressive "on air" presence, even if she's always been a little more interested in seeing her byline on the front page than she was in being on camera. ]

Hello, Wonderland. From the looks of things, you've all had a... rough week.

My name is Lois Lane and it looks like I will be joining you for the interim. I was hoping there would be a few of you willing to... share your experiences. Maybe help me fill in some blanks here?

We can communicate through... uh, this -- [ She shakes the device a bit, the video going a bit Blair Witch Project for a second. ] -- thing, but I am open to meeting in person for a cup of tea or something, if you'd prefer.
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Along with a mansion made of gingerbread, this Christmas brought us a party with an unknown host. Tame by Wonderland Christmas standards, but still perplexing.

[A picture of the invitation is embedded.]

Both the Queen of Hearts and the Red Queen thought the other was responsible for the party, and denied their own involvement.

[A clip of their argument is embedded.]

The party included a donation box collecting memories for an unknown cause. The party host has yet to come forward, so there is no way of ascertaining whether they provided the box or not.

[There are photos of both sides of the card. The donated word itself, of course, will not stick in the mind of anyone who gave it up.]

I placed a bug and tracker in the box. The tracker stayed in location for a while, then moved rapidly away from the ballroom before the signal stopped working. The bug did not pick up any noises that would pinpoint an identity or location.

There is another player at work here, one who also uses the heart symbol and appears to have power enough to rival the two known queens.

The White Queen would be a suspect, but her death has been confirmed by the Cheshire Cat and the Red Queen. Are there other Queens out there? "None that I'm aware of," stated the Red Queen. "But it is possible there could be others. Anyone who reaches the eighth square can become a Queen. Even Alice could become a Queen." When pressed on what precisely the eighth square is and who qualifies as "anyone", she refused to provide details. The Queen of Hearts refused to comment.

The only one of Wonderland's more permanent cast to make an appearance at the party was the Duchess, whose head is now reattached to her body. Although she didn't make an appearance, one of our residents wanted to be certain the Red Queen knew she'd be welcome if she chose to attend.


[There's an image of Frisk next to a red banner with silver letters reading WELCOME BACK RED QUEEN!!!!]
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[ jim spent his first few hours in wonderland getting himself orientated, or as orientated as he can get himself, at least, given the circumstances. he read a bit of what he could find in the library (he'll dig a little deeper later), wandered around the gardens until the snow started and then explored only a small fraction of the mansion. if this a kidnapping, he's not actually sure what to make of his captors. he has no idea where he is (this is definitely no where even in the vicinity of gotham, that's for certain), but it seems that he is free to go where he pleases in this... compound? whatever wonderland is supposed to be.

because the idea of it being the wonderland is just ridiculous.

the next step is to start talking to people. people who are possibly in a situation much like his, from what he's seen. so he pulls out the communicator he found when he first got here and switches it to the video function. well, he's hoping it's doing what he thinks it is, and broadcasting to people. otherwise he's just recording a video and talking to himself which is basically the opposite of what he wants to do right now
]

My name is James Gordon and I'm a detective from the Gotham City Police Department. [ the threat of arrest is there but left unsaid. his being part of the gcpd may not mean a whole lot outside of gotham, but he would hope the fact that he's still a cop would mean something.

he pauses a moment before deciding to continue
]

I hear this place is Wonderland. I never did like fairy tales. Who knew that this would be the one to try to get back at me for it.

Anyway, if anyone's seeing this, any information on where this actually is would be helpful.
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it's a real bad day to be the white rabbit, ain't it?
or from the looks of things. . a bad last few years.
aside from shoddy pamphlets, what other useful bits of information float around these parts?
I don't have the patience for this shit, and I've got a lot of spare C4.
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[Emma has read what information has been made available, she’s walked the grounds and the corridors of some of the mansion’s ground floor, and she’s combed through what public postings she could find to look through on the device she’d found in the pocket opposite of where she kept her own phone. She’s been digging for evidence since she got here, but what she’s found?

She’s not buying it. The message that comes through is voice only, not wanting to reveal her face or her exact location right away-- though she’s pretty damn sure that whoever’s responsible for this is watching her and has a good idea of where she is, if not who.]


Look. I know someone is out there listening.

[She doesn’t know exactly who, but someone.]

This game of yours? I’m not interested. I don’t know how you got me here, or how you set all this up. Maybe it’s some messed-up alternate reality game, but I didn’t opt in for any of this. I don’t care how elaborate it is, or how much work went into it-- my kid is at home waiting for me, and I am not screwing around.

[Her tone is hard, angry rather than anxious, determination winning out over uncertainty.]

‘Wonderland.’ Cute, but I’m not impressed. All I want is for you to point me towards the exit. You can do me a solid and we can do this the easy way-- or we can do it the hard way. Trust me, whatever weird stuff you might be into, I can promise you won’t be happy if we go that route.

[She stays on the line, just to wait for any kind of possible response-- but she doesn’t really know what to expect. This entire thing has her out of her depth, even if she’s not willing to admit it.]

anon text

Dec. 2nd, 2017 04:51 pm
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What do you do when someone breaks your trust in them? Is there a way to regain it? Should it be regained? How do you learn to trust anyone again?

[And then, after some time...]

[PRIVATE VOICE TO FIDDLEFORD]

Is the offer for memory erasure... s-still open?

((OOC: unless stated otherwise, all her replies will be anon!))
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[Jason woke up inside the mansion, gave it all a cursory look-through, and promptly noped the hell on out of there. Ain’t nobody got time for this Wonderland theme park bullshit - especially not the Red Hood.

Of the available options, the forest seemed like the best way out, so that’s where Jason is now, trampling through the brush, snapping twigs underfoot as he mutters his complaints into the comm device:]


This would be going a lot easier if there had been any vehicles worth taking …

[The sounds of movement stop, and Jason sighs loudly. He is Officially Lost, and he wasn’t in the best mood to begin with, so he’s understandably a little tense in addressing whoever might be listening.]

All right, this is officially stupid, and I don’t have time for stupid. Got much bigger fish to fry, so I’ll get right to the point. Whose head do I have to stuff in a duffel bag to get a map of the way out of here? Tick tock, losers, answer fast – Daddy doesn’t like being kept waiting.

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