Oct. 17th, 2017 10:46 am
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[Ishimaru hasn't really been at a hundred percent since Mondo's arrival in Wonderland and the difficult news he brought with him. A lot has been weighing on his mind, but over time he's managed to gain some comfort and regain some of his energy by throwing himself into his studies and focusing on them. And during the last event, he mostly spent time coordinating people in the safe zone while in his pajamas. Now that things have quieted down again, it seems like the time to address everyone.

And so, on this day he addresses everyone with an energetic message! He goes on cheerily, although every now and then his cheer fades a bit.]

Greetings, people of Wonderland! In case you have not met me, my name is Kiyotaka Ishimaru! I believe in bold simplicity, and through hard work I have earned the title of Super High School Level Public Morals Committee Member! Even though I've been trapped here in Wonderland, I am still doing everything that I can to continue my educational crusade in this world, and I highly encourage anyone to join me! If you find me at the library or the youth center, you are more than welcome to study with me. Let's all do our best!

In fact, I would also like to encourage everyone to help me with my studies right now! Please help me in one of two ways. Either quiz me on any subject, or teach me about something from your world. You could even do both if you so please! I would highly appreciate any help. ...Y-you can also talk about the value of second chances here in Wonderland! [Just in case Mondo is listening. He then closes with a hurried bow.]

Thank you for your time, and may you all have splendid days!
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( the feed's set to video, but it's fuzzy and dark and hard to make out; jon's standing in a pretty dark area, hair tousled, missing the glasses and usual hat but also missing the superboy jacket he usually wears when he doesn't have the hat and glasses. )

H-hey, guys? I. . uh, I'm kinda lost. ( obviously. he tries for a smile, but it looks pretty strained. ) Is this the tower that Cheshire wa--oh. ( his eyes focus somewhere off behind the screen, wide and more than a little confused. )

Holy heck what-- ( the phone gets dropped, left face down on the floor but there is the pretty distinct sound of fighting--some punches being thrown, some angry growling, a loud thump, before jon's picking it back up again

that hesitant smile's still on his mouth, even if his hair's even more messy, and his clothes are definitely ruined. )
Uh. So I guess there're monsters? If you--uh, if you need help, please call me. Superboy. I'll um. I'll hear you, and if I don't, the other Superboy will!

. . Robin? Can you call me, too? I can't--really focus hard enough to find you like this.
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[It would be difficult to say where the Cat is exactly, since the scene is simply of the ceiling and him standing on it.]

You'd best get started on your way up. But don't linger. No, it would be too dangerous.

[The Cat lowers itself, settling down with its paws tucked, eyes closed. It almost seems like it's smiling, but it would be hard to tell, it being a Cat and all. Either way, it certainly looks smug as it sits there, its tail dangling in the air. Its twitching just a little at the tip.]

No matter how high you climb, they'll still be there. Waiting.
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ok but I'm assuming there's a welcoming committee? I'd just like to say that I haven't been introduced to the welcoming committee and also, I'm assuming there's a brochure somewhere, something along the lines of 'welcome to wonderland here are 101 ways to get high'?

didn't get that either.

so that said, i'm going to compile a list of every question you must have heard a thousand times before.

✘ this pocket universe is inspired by carrol's wonderland. duh. any signs of a portal? anything?

✘ are the mirrors creepy in a 1984 way or in a creepy-girls-WILL-climb-out-at-night way? super important.

✘ where are the EAT ME and DRINK ME stuff? because I had cookies three hours ago and I'm reporting no change in size. Where do I file a complaint?

✘ how many people's heads have been offed? is that a thing?

✘ is there really a high caterpillar? because meeting the guy's on my bucket list.

✘ HAVE all of the mansion's horses and all of its men tried to put Humpty together again?

also fyi if you see a guy in a flying suit of armor that's just me. don't shoot, it never ends well and also it gives me a serious electromagnetic headache.
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[ The device is easy enough to figure out. Her dad used to have a Palm Pilot like this. She doesn't have to be any sort of engineer to understand how to make a post.

Oh! And there she is, looking back at herself as she records her message. It's like FaceTime! This really is easy-peasy. ]

Hi! [ She waves cheerfully to the network and smiles brightly. ] I'm Emily Locke. I'm going to go out on a limb and say that President Luthor planted another wormhole somewhere in Charm City that I got sucked into somehow. I mean, I don't remember it happening, but he put the last wormhole in Charm City, too, so it's not completely impossible, you know?

Jackie, Teddy, Ron, Wendy? If you guys are here, let me know. I promise to keep hugs to a minimum. Except with you, Ron! I know how much you like hugs! And Van, too. If you're here, let me know.

[ She runs over a checklist of things she should say, her eyes narrowing as her head tilts in thought. And... nope! Her name, check. Looking for her friends, check. ]

One last thing! How great is it that the wormhole sucked us into Wonderland?
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[Frank Castle wasn't a guy who gave a shit if you knew who he was. Still, he'd done enough recon work to know video was a dumb idea--they see your face, sure, but they also can pull all kinds of clues from what's behind you. Hell, he knew a case where they'd been able to calculate a guy's whereabouts from the angle of the goddam sun coming through his window.

So, yeah, no video for you. He ain't stupid. ]

Goddam Wonderland [He spits the words. Stupid name. Stupid place. ] You gotta be shitting me.

I just got one question. [It's a good one, at least? ]

How do I get to this fucking Queen of Hearts?

[When in doubt, hit the hornet's nest with a baseball bat. ]

((ooc: he's on the Roof, btw, if you'd rather run into him up there in all his scowly glory))


Sep. 22nd, 2017 06:35 pm
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It's strange. When you're out in the muck and the mess of the war you find yourself dreaming of getting away from it, but then you end up in a place like this with glowing magic traps and you think, "Ah, you know, maybe it weren't so bad back there!"
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[Sent to: Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Jon Kent, Cissie King Jones]

Ok, team movie night. You have one hour to meet me in the Youth Center before I come looking. That includes you, Tim. Anything else is inconceivable.

P.S. I'm bringing popcorn and pizza.

[And with that, Bart goes back to getting set up. It's not like they can't reach him anywhere.]

[OOC: Feel free to find him setting up to grab his friends and sit them down for a nice showing of "The Princess Bride." He's not going to toss anyone out, although rift shenanigans are an option.]
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[personal profile] mulletrock
Relity sucks.
For everyone. Not just you.
Its a rule or something. No ones got it easy. Especially around here.

Do yourself a favor and leave the tears and glowing bullshit alone.
Nothing goods ever open 24/7, kids.
Just legs and gas stations
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[Rick is in his lab, and there are two huge, glowing tears in the world intersecting in midair behind him. Rick looks--different. He's kind of see through. He's kind of floating. He's kind of a ghost. He's even phasing through his desk to drive the point home.]

[He looks pretty dang miffed about this situation, but the ghost thing might be a bit less noticeable than the fact that Rick's entire room is filled to the brim with puppies. Puppies of all shapes and sizes, and there's at least twenty in sight and the occasional tail or nose passing across the screen indicates that there's a lot more in the room than just that.]

[Rick's door is also open. Anyone on the third floor might hear a whooooole lot of barking. There's something like seventy puppies wandering up and down the hallway.]

[Rick gives an exasperated sigh.]

So obviously don't touch the rips in space, but a-also don't bother trying to analyze them from a distance or send in probes or wh-whatever because that sets them off too.

[Ghost Rick takes a swig from his ghost flask.]

Fuck this, there's a-already like twe-UURRL-lve other Ghost Ricks and I'm not a fucking conformist.

[A puppy walks right through his middle and starts sniffing at the camera, promptly knocking it over. The puppy then picks the phone up in its teeth and runs away.]

[All that's heard from Rick is a distant "god damn it."]


Sep. 17th, 2017 05:42 am
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Hey, guys! [ Wearing a pretty sweet red and blue hoodie (his uniform, as it were), Jon raises a hand to give a wave to the feed with a sheepish smile on his lips. The angle of the camera shifts after a moment, showing a decent amount of computer hardware running behind him, though the screens are a bit too far away to make out what's on them. Sitting at one of them is some other tiny nerd. ]

Robin and I uh. . found some stuff, yeah. Since most've this stuff seems to belong to someone else, we wanted to see if anyone wanted their stuff back. . ?

[ Jon gets pushed aside because he is obviously doing this wrong. ] You’re forgetting that first we will need proof of ownership, Superboy. These items could hold someone’s very life at stake and can’t be handed off to some stranger.

[ The camera pans over to where some notes and a pill bottle with it’s label ripped off rest. A hamster scurries across the table and nibbles at the tip of a page for a moment before Jon reaches a hand out and picks it up. ]

Paper isn’t good for you, Hammy-Bruce. Anyway--if either of these’re yours, and--[ Mumbles to himself for a moment, under his breath. Something something, Robin’s real rude. ]--you can prove it’s yours, I’ll come run it to you?

His name isn’t “Hammy-Bruce” it’s “Bat-Hamster!” [ Robin is heard complaining in the background before the feed cuts off. ]


Sep. 16th, 2017 10:08 pm
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Hey guys. [ He gives a small wave because he's a dork.] It seems like Wonderland is giving us gifts again. [ "Gifts" actually because its never actually a gift, there's usually a catch. ]

Since this never actually happens for no reason there has to be a catch. There's always a catch. I got this. [ He holds up a journal with a hand on the front. ]

Anyone have any idea what this is? It seems like a spell and information book about Gravity Falls. I'm assuming it belongs to someone here? [ He remembers an event, but he's not sure if they are still here. ]

Uh, so, yeah. If anyone has any ideas let me know.


Sep. 16th, 2017 07:44 pm
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[When the video opens, it's honestly just Riley holding up the superboy tshirt that she got.]

Soooo, I got this, but it smelled sweaty so I bet it already belongs to someone else! Does this look familiar to anyone?
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[Dipper's sitting in his room, holding a red-wrapped piece of paper and looking very seriously at the camera.]

So, I just received a very interesting package–Mabel and I both did–I mean, we each received a different package, and… [He holds his up, then holds the note up to the camera.

It reads: In the search for something lost, do what you know you must. -RQ]

So clearly they're important, and I thought it'd be best if we open them nice and slowly and everyone can have a chance to see and weigh in, cause this is definitely a puzzle, and–

[–and Mabel shoves her way into frame violently, pushing Dipper aside and slamming a jar in front of the camera. The jar contains (1) blue eye that darts around in confusion at being jostled so savagely!! For a hot moment, Mabel does not care about that. She’s too busy looking a bit frantic.]

THIS IS AN EMERGENCY. This is the moment I’ve been training for since I first met Alice. [She balls a tiny hand into a fist.] I have one of her eyes, man. But that’s one more eye than I had before!

[She’s… definitely going at this with all the passion of a drill sergeant.] So my question is… Who’s got the other one? [SUSPICIOUS SQUINT. YOU BETTER NOT BE HIDING IT FROM HER. SHE WILL FIND YOU.

Dipper looks annoyed at the intrusion until he sees just what it is she has, at which point he looks shocked and amazed, one hand going to his head.]

Mabel, that's amazing! Oh my gosh, we have to find the other eyeball and figure out where the heck she hangs out when she's not announcing events… I'm going to get a clipboard!

[Whoops dashing offscreen now. There's a thump. Followed by an "I'm okay!" then another thump.

Mabel watches all of this with increasingly more pained flinches at Dipper tripping over everything, all while hugging the jar close to her chest.]
Um… We’ll be right back, guys.

[She flicks the camera off.]
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[Even before everything that's happened these past few months, Rip hadn't been one to openly broadcast over the network. Each time save the last has been out of simple necessity. And in a way, he supposes this time is too.

They had friends here, each of them. They had made their impact.

He's in his room when the feed starts. Maybe some would recognize it after that ridiculous karaoke party Leonard and Mick decided to host there following the whole Chronos affair.]

For those that were acquainted with them, it would seem that Sara Lance, Mick Rory, and Leonard Snart have been sent back to their world.

[Two to live (in spite of Rip's best efforts, in Sara's case). One to die.

Perhaps he should say more. The feed continues on, Rip's eyes looking down rather than at the camera. In the end, however, a minute or two goes on in silence before he simply reaches for the device to turn it off.]
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cut for length )


[So she was wrong. She didn't just make it to the Surface. She made it to another world entirely, or so the pamphlet she read seemed to indicate.

She's done crying now. When she turns on the video, her normally yellow eye looks more reddish and puffy, but other than that, there's no indication that she was just weeping openly at the sky. The network is greeted to a one-eyed, blue-scaled fish woman with fins on each side of her face, her head mostly bald save for a long, bright red ponytail.

She looks all business, as she clears her throat, currently sat at a desk. And then she smiles, a mess of very large fangs revealing themselves, as if she were part anglerfish.

Attention humans!! I have an announcement to make.

I'm going to need each and every one of you to explain to me why I shouldn't KILL YOU ALL!!!

[Suddenly hit with a flash of energy, she summons a bright blue magical spear from thin air, half climbing onto the desk as if to rush every human watching through the screen itself.]


I'll be waiting on the grass out front, you punks!! NGAAAAAAAAH!!!

[And with that, her broadcast ends.

She can be found afterward on the grass near the gardens in front of the mansion, around where she first arrived. If anyone noticed her weeping openly at the sky earlier, you definitely imagined it, because she is far from tears now. She's just continuing to marvel up at the sun, squinting at it and muttering things like, "I'll get you, punk," and, "You think you can just float up there, huh??" under her breath.
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Gonna head t' the caves t'day, so-- [He pauses, and there's a small 'clunk' off-screen as he tosses something into a bag by his feet.] So, if y've ever wanted t' check it out but didn't wanna go alone, here's a chance.

[There's a bark and the camera swivels to put a dog in view. Said dog wags its tail and sniffs at a rucksack with interest.]

He's comin' too. Jus' gimme a heads up, 'll be at the entrance in a half hour.



[If anyone wants to meet him there, he'll be there a good ten minutes checking through his pack and making sure he has everything he needs - just in case.

After that, he'll be in the caves themselves, exploring the passages and leaving small marks on the walls as he goes. At least once, he finds his way to a large, open cavern, and whistles softly to himself before quietly smiling as if recalling a distant memory. The hour following will be spent free-climbing the walls, leaving the dog on the cavern floor with his bag, with exploration resuming after he decides that his hands have had enough.

All in all, he's down there for several hours.


Aug. 30th, 2017 08:44 am
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[The woman who appears on the feed might be familiar to a few people. She's sitting at a table or a desk and facing the camera, composed, but a little worse for wear. She looks tired.]

You sure know how to make a girl feel at home. [Not that she's faced frost giants or dark elves before, but dropped into the middle of a fight she wasn't expecting and wasn't prepared for? One that probably should be left to gods and super soldiers? That is familiar. The last two days haven't been boring] Is that normal?

[Natasha taps the table in front of her twice, drawing a slow breath as she considers how she's going to play this. If putting her face on the network is a mistake, then she's already made it.]

I think I'm ready for the welcoming committee now.


Aug. 28th, 2017 02:49 pm
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[personal profile] besuper
--there we go!

( the feed opens up to just his face, a satisfied grin plastered across his mouth now that he sees that he did, in fact, get this thing to work. it doesn't quite reach his eyes, though; they're a bit red, definitely swollen. don't judge him. )

Hi! My name’s Jon Kent. I’m looking for my mom and dad. My dad’s name is Clark, and my mom is Lois. My dad looks a lot like me, just bigger? My mom has brown hair. I’m sure they’re fine, but I haven’t been able to find them yet.

( the grin shifts into something a bit more sheepish, free hand raising to adjust the big, bulky glasses sitting on his nose. )

And uh. . how do I know which room’s mine? Why are there ogres outside--?


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