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[Nathaniel isn't seen on the network that often, but he makes an appearance today, holding an interesting-looking music box. He turns it over very carefully in his hand as he adjusts the angle of the communicator with the other, then opens it. Inside, there is a ballerina with curly hair, covered in pink gemstones.]

I've come into possession of... this.

[Of course he knows what a music box is, but this..? He's never owned anything like this.]

There's something going on, I've surmised that much. Does anyone have any thoughts... as to what this might be for?

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Mar. 24th, 2019 09:07 pm
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If anyone has a mind to gain some skills in archery, or improve what they have, I'll be at the range until mid-afternoon. Given our recent... gifts you're welcome to draw your own targets if you wish. Within reason.

[We're not shooting at cartoon dicks, alright?]

Feel free to join me at any time. Bringing your own bow isn't necessary.

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Sep. 22nd, 2018 12:15 am
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How important is religion in your world?

I have always considered myself devout, though I have often been sorely tested, but with so many worlds and times represented here I have thought to ask the question for curiosity's sake.

I'd be interested in hearing about your faith, if you have one.

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Jun. 23rd, 2018 06:42 pm
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So....

[The video starts with an image of Wendy, some kind of tropical drink in hand and the water behind her. She's obviously on Shawn's boat, having found a lot of fun with the excitement of it.]

A friend was talking about collectibles and things like that. Like antiquing, I guess, and I was thinking about how with the closets, maybe collectibles aren't the same when you can ask for any but...

I'm so totally wanting to start a collection of things. Your things. Well, the things that were cool and collectible and that you loved in your world. So if you want to play with the closet and send them my way, that would be cool. So then I can collecting the collectible things from all the worlds we have here.

Well, or try. If you guys, like, play along. I'm out on the boat, but you can drop things off at room two oh three, or find me around. If you're willing. The weirder the better, seriously.


[All manners of post welcome, and feel free to find her on the boat, her place or around.]

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Mar. 24th, 2018 07:29 pm
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So, now we ready for war. [Nathaniel sighs softly. It says all it needs to about his opinion on the matter.]

I'm no stranger to it, but also no stranger to the fact that not everyone will be able to lift a sword, or a firearm, and charge into battle without certain risk of their own life. I am one such person. An archer, primarily.

But there are certain talents I can offer. I can create powerful traps, and poisons, and I am willing to offer tutelage in the former to anyone who requests it. For those who cannot or do not wish to fight, I can teach you how to move silently. How to hide. How to conceal yourself from the enemy. But you had best first learn how to run.

There is more than one way to fight, and if you must fight, being on the front line is not the only option.
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No decent person wants a war. However, after the carnival's not-so-Grand Finale, we may not have much of a say in the matter. I propose a spot of basic training. It won't be the first boot camp I've supervised.

[ she exhales and steadies her attention on the device. revealing this sliver of herself is easier than she'd anticipated. it helps, perhaps, that she's shared elements of her story with some acquaintances and friends. details, doled out slowly and in more personal conversations. either way, she volunteers nothing else about her relevant work experience unless asked. ]

If you've never seen combat before, I can show you the fundamentals. If you have, then there is no harm in a refresher. Participation is voluntary. My aim isn't to make soldiers, but to make damn certain we're as ready as we can be. Because there is wisdom in arming yourself with tools you hope won't ever have to use.

We'll begin with a focus on preparedness, on physical conditioning, and on self-defense. Morning through noon, Monday through Saturday, at 0800. The grassy field by the Checkerboard Hills. Come every day, every second day, every third or fourth if you like. But don't you dare be late; I won't tolerate tardiness.

[ and then she waits, leaving the feed open and steeling herself for inevitable conversation. sharp-eyed observers might realize this is the first time peggy carter has addressed the network publicly since her arrival. and back then, ten months ago, it had been via text only. it seems the threat of a war on the horizon has turned her uncommonly chatty. ]
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[Turing is sitting on their bed, which is...surprisingly very clean. It makes sense, their a ROM, they don't need to sleep. (But why do they have a bed in their room?)]

Good morning, Wonderland. I'm calling upon the network to ask a very...self-indulgent question.

I realize that many of the guests here have pets. If you do, may I see your pet? It doesn't matter if it's a video, image, even a text description. I would love to see your animal companions!

The reason here is two-fold. Firstly, I need a break from a current project I'm working on, but the second...I'd love to create a painting based off of the different pets that live here. I'm planning on showing off some paintings I've created the past few months onto the network again, and I feel that would be a fantastic subject to draw inspiration from.

I look forward to seeing your pets!
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Good afternoon, everybody! [Pearl glances at the clock in her room.] Oh dear. It's late.

...Anyways, some of you who went out today might notice that your rooms are...tidier than usual. I...may have gone on a bit of a cleaning spree earlier. And I may have swept the floors. And organised all of your things and made your beds and folded your clothes.

[The more she talks, the more her nervousness dissipates. Sure, complete invasion of personal space and boundaries aside, she totally did the right thing. They were going to be so grateful!]

I didn't steal or break anything, so don't worry! But really -- some of you are terribly messy. [She sighs.] Somebody had to do it. You're welcome!

Well, that's all! Have a good night.

[The feed cuts off.]

( OOC note: whether Pearl cleaned your character's room or not is completely 100% optional! feel free to respond even if she didn't )

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Oct. 27th, 2017 09:22 pm
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[In short order, Nathaniel had decided that trying to help other people would be better than sitting around and feeling sorry for himself.]

It appears we've all been turfed out of our rooms for the most recent circus that Wonderland is running.

[Do any of them really want to hang around in their rooms with the worst thing that's happened in their life playing over and over? It's an exercise in frustration at its best, and psychologically breaking at its worst.]

There are unaffected rooms, but I... don't know if we can guarantee that what we're seeing won't shift to them if we try to move. [A sigh.] And I'm not going to be the one to offer to experiment with that.

I'd suggest we move into public spaces, until this is over. We should be able to get the supplies we need for that. ... I hope.

[The rogue pauses, then pulls in a quick breath and lets it out just as sharply.]

If anyone needs help... don't hesitate to ask.

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Oct. 15th, 2017 03:58 pm
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[ She's felt so restless for a number of different reasons, and she keeps picking up her device, not sure who she's wanting to reach out to, who she wants to be reaching out to, so finally, she just addresses the network at large. ]

So, getting drunk for multiple days after you die. Par for the course, or just me?

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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.
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[ If Robyn has thoughts about their recent trip to a bizarre other universe, those thoughts aren't made clear. ... What is clear, though, is that something is bothering her, though she won't disclose that information, either... save for a few people. ]

Good morning. [ Just another day in Wonderland, though there is decidedly something missing. ] ... I realize that just a few weeks from today will mark my having been here for two years. It's a little premature, and I don't think it warrants... much acknowledgment, or - Maker, celebration - [ Her relationship with Wonderland is "It's Complicated," okay? ] But it did make me think of what I had wanted to accomplish here. Or, rather, how I wanted to spend my time.

[ There's a little sigh and the Warden tucks a loose braid behind her ear. ]

I took up some practice with a longbow and sword, but I think my tutors have gone. [ She's out of practice, anyway. ] It makes me think, though, that there are other things that I could learn with the time that I have. I wanted to take up an instrument, if anyone is willing to share what they know with a new student.

[ Robyn offers a fleeting smile and tries very hard to sustain it. ]

I can offer a bit of my own knowledge in return. ... Oh, and, I wanted to get back into the habit of riding, so if there are any others who might like to take the horses out every once in a while, please do get in touch.

[ With that (and with something like a discontented expression), she ends the call. Soon after, Robyn sends out a few private messages: ]


[ private to anders, cullen, hawke, and nathaniel: ]

Leliana has gone, I think. If any of you see her, then I hope you'll correct me.

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Jul. 21st, 2017 03:01 pm
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[ After the past few events, Caitlin feels like they all could do with being a little more prepared. Or at least, they could do with knowing who to go to for certain issues. She's already well-aware of the scientific community in the mansion, but there are other fields, right? Others who can lend a hand with... anything.

So she's trying to appear very professional here, in her lab. With her lab coat on.
]

Hi! So, a while back, Claire made a post asking if there were any other medical professionals here. And given the flavor of the last few... [ how does she phrase this ] incidents, I thought it may be useful to get an idea of who can do what around here.

[ She waves a hand, as if to cut off the question. ]

And I'm not asking if you have any special powers or anything. Though if you do, kudos. Even more so if you're comfortable talking about and using yours. [ Cause she is decidedly not. ] Think more along the lines of skills. Talents. Things you have specialized training in. That kind of thing. This way, when things go a particular sort of pear-shaped, we may all have an idea of who can help.

[ And then she smiles nervously. ] Okay. That's all. Thanks!

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Jul. 19th, 2017 09:30 pm
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Well, it's official!  [Sighs a small girl dramatically. The view from her camera angles up from where she's flopped on her back in bed, showing the edge of lime green shortalls, a pair of skinned knees, and bare toes painted glossy blue with sparkles, ankles crossed and leaning up against her bedpost.] After days of hunkering down in closets hiding from zombies, and things finally getting back to normal, I've run out of cool stuff to do.

Coraline Jones has got herself a baaaad case of the ol'  humdrum, midsummer blues!

But! There might be hope for me, if some of you can help!  [She wiggles her toes hopefully, spinning the camera around to face her and holding it up overhead, smiling.]

My father always used to tell me that whenever I got bored, I should try and learn something new- teach myself from a book or a magazine, or a television program or something?

But... I think it would be much more fun to have my neighbors teach me... so if you're the expert of something useful, or you know some neat crafts or unusual hobbies, or a not-disgusting recipe (I'm serious about that, folks! Tasty stuff only!), or new game, or a fun making-things project, or... something to send me on a snipe hunt for, puh-leeeease, please please get in touch?

Thanks in advance! 

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Jun. 20th, 2017 12:55 pm
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I take it the vague message we received from a rodent today is the type of unhelpful missive people have warned me lead to events?

[ GREAT. Claire's super stoked. 100% ready to go. ]

How does one typically prepare themselves when you've no idea what's about to happen?
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I thought this would be of use for those unaware of the story - and there do seem to be a lot of you. (No judgement. Or not much anyway.

He begins to read, beginning with Chapter One - Down the Rabbit-Hole. Chapter Two - The Pool of Tears, Chapter Three - A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale, Chapter Four - The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill, Chapter Five - Advice from a Caterpillar, Chapter Six - Pig and Pepper, Chapter Seven - A Mad Tea-Party, Chapter Eight - The Queen's Croquet-Ground, Chapter Nine - The Mock Turtle's Story, Chapter Ten - The Lobster Quadrille, Chapter Eleven - Who Stole the Tarts? and Chapter Twelve - Alice's Evidence follow. When Ciel finishes, he closes the book in his lap and smiles thinly, without humor.)


I cannot say any of it offers comfort or insight, but it is a beginning to those who are new and those who are unaware that Wonderland is, indeed, a story first and foremost.

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May. 24th, 2017 10:22 am
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Um...Hi. Wirt here. I-I have a quick question?

[Video is too much pressure for just a quick, awkward question, so it's just Wirt's stammering voice today.]

So, like. A-A lot of us got robbed, right? That wasn't just me? A-And that's definitely happened before, another time they crossed over, so like...

[Deep breath. You can do this, Wirt.]

...What do they do with all our stuff? Does anyone know? Is there just like, a pile of it over there like a very strange dragon hoard or something?
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How's everyone enjoying another day of this fine incursion?

[Sarcasm: learn it, live it, love it.]

I'm writing in regards to the Mirrors as if they're not already the hot topic issue around here, but don't worry, it's not another warning about a murder-happy lunatic on the loose. I'd like to ask for a favor. Or maybe more like a citizen's arrest? If you happen to see a blond man with a dead look in his eyes and a sun symbol stamped on his forehead, that would be mine. I've attached a handy picture for your reference.

Be a dear and kick him back to his side should you see him, all right? He probably won't run or do more than bore you to death, but if he's here that means I'm there, and my skills aren't much good on the other side of the glass.

Pretty please and thank you! :)

- Anders

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Mar. 24th, 2017 08:46 pm
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Do you believe that we ought to give our family leeway in how they behave... or that they should be held to higher standards? An entire house, noble or not, might be brought down by the poor actions of one member, with all previous good deeds forgotten.

[He pauses a moment, thinking, then adds-] I made the mistake once of not holding my family to the standards I would set to anyone else. Belief that nothing terrible could ever occur due to anyone bearing my family's name made me blind.

And I wonder, without grasping for reassurance... how many might make the same mistake.

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Mar. 9th, 2017 11:16 pm
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[ The last time she was this preoccupied with death, it was because she was very much alive and didn't want to be. Amy had just died, and from her perspective, there was nothing else to live for. She wanted to die peacefully at the CDC. And yet, with everything that had happened since that moment, she knows it was worth it to have held on.

But now, she's considering her own death again; not because she's contemplating harming herself, but because her death is looming and unavoidable whenever she returns home. The reality of that has always been in the back of her mind since first arriving in Wonderland, and she tries not to think about it much, but maybe talking it through isn't such a bad thing. ]


I know there are others here who are dead where they come from. Or...will be dead, whenever they go back.

[ That's a cheerful way to start a broadcast, right? ]

I just got here, a little while ago. Whenever I go back, I won't have long.

[ Dead or nearly dead - what a great club to be in, right? ]

Do you think about it much here? Or do you try to make this place home? How do you deal with it?

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Mar. 8th, 2017 07:10 pm
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You could be happy here. Having anything you desire, or being given a second chance. You could be happy, or at least not faulted for wanting to believe the dream. Dreams can be powerful, or quickly become a nightmare.

( Three guesses as to what Leliana's considering and the first two are probably correct. She knows that this is not in fact the Fade but it's the closest base of reference that she has -- somewhere that isn't quite real, where magic is more powerful than you would believe, dreams, desires. Demons. There is some influence here, and something else -- what else would want them captive? )

It would be more unsettling if we are simply left to our happiness. They take memories, feeding from us. Is that power only to feed what they do or is there more to it? What else will come, even if some have been waiting for so long?

( Perhaps some of the memories were not powerful enough, only giving a fraction of the power another memory did. Was it happiness or sadness, perhaps fear or anger? )

Would you give up something to keep this happiness going, or does fear of what may come stop that?
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Sam wakes up on the beach and stares up at the sky. Clear endless blue. The last time he’d been at the beach, everyone had nearly drowned and the Minister had taken over Abel. It had not been the best day. This beach though, this is not some dreary English beach complete with creepy Viking zombies. It’s soft sand and clear sky and… he frowns and rolls over and squints into the distance.

The mansion is there and suddenly it all comes flooding back.

It’s weird to be back in Wonderland again. After everything that has happened at home, it’s been a long time, but at the same time, not very long at all. Suddenly he feels incredibly out of place. He remembers talking to Billy about being a different person to the one he’d been at home, but now it’s different, the other way around. He’s not the same person he had been when he’d last been in Wonderland. That had been, what? A year ago? Longer even.

He pushes himself up to his feet. It’s a painful movement. Everything is painful right now. He’s covered in blood and bruises and cuts where Ian had hurt him. He stares at the mansion for a moment before heading towards it, stopping every few moments to rest. The Ministry had not been kind to him. Ian had been worse.

Figures that Wonderland would dump him there instead of in his bed.

Oh god, he can sleep on a real bed again!

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[Sam appears on the screen. He is, to put it honestly, a mess, covered in bruises and cuts and burns that look too neat to be accidental. He gives the screen a somewhat wry look.]

This is getting to be a bit of a habit isn’t it? I vanish and come back a week or two later looking a right mess. Why can I never return after a restful night’s sleep and a calm day?

Oh wait. Apocalypse, yeah. That’s a thing that’s still going on.

So uh… Hi. [He gives a little wave, looking a bit awkward.] Sorry for vanishing again. Not like I get much choice in the matter but uh… Sorry anyway. Don’t like to worry people.

I’m fine. Mostly. It’s good to be back. What's trying to kill us this week?
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[It would seem this time that Newt was doing a bit better with his device. For one it was right side up, and his face was centered on the monitor. That he looked a bit sheepish was not entirely new.]

Greetings? Hello? I am still not certain just how one addresses this screen. I'm hoping to find someone. During the recent incident with the water, I regretfully, it would seem, I'm not even sure I still believe this, but it would seem I died. Drowned, actually.

One of you though was kind of enough to relocate my body to a dry room. I would like to find this person. So if anyone remembers finding a man with a bag of supplies and this in hand...

[He holds up his wand.]

Please come forward?

That said, I don't think I ran across many when I was charmed, looking a bit like a shark, but if I did and I scared anyone, I apologize.
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I thought that I was through with... strange dreams. [ Robyn Cousland smiles thinly, clearly as happy about what transpired in and around the pyramid as most of the others. ] But... those weren't dreams, exactly, were they? And... neither were they real.

[ She certainly isn't Neriah of the Second Blight's Wardens, that's for sure. ]

That desert - I've never seen anything like it. Those... [ She pauses, frowning slightly, thinking of the pyramids. ] The structures, where we took refuge. If you came from a similar world, could you tell me what they are?

[ There was a kind of haunting sadness to the place. And just haunting in general. ]

I'm still finding sand in my hair. [ Robyn concludes, chuckling. ]
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[The video jolts on as the device is knocked to the floor.

It's tilted upward at what seems to be the attic ceiling. Badly framed in the lower corner, one can see a figure sit shock upright. A moment of squinting around in the dim light. Then it held out one empty hand palm-downward. A long, sticklike object leaps, impossibly, on its own from the sidetable up into that palm.

The figure croaks,]


Lumos.

[The tip of the stick abruptly bursts with blinding white light.

By the time the device adjusts its picture settings to the new exposure, the figure has left the bed and is kneeling beside the device, staring at it, touching it just enough that the screen shakes and has a hard time giving an identifiable shot. Whoever it is—human, gaunt, filthy, haunted-looking, with something almost animalistic about his movements.

It's that motion—more than his terribly changed face, which seems to have aged decades (though in fact only months since you last saw him, if you'd ever seen him)—that identifies him to those who knew him before. Those who'd ever seen him right before a full moon.

His eyes lift and stare about the attic.

Then he springs to his feet and shouts something indecipherable.

The light abruptly zooms away from his wand and slams itself into the door. In its dying glow, the man follows it, slashes the wand viciously, and the door flies open with a bang so violent it nearly jars the door off its hinges.

He looks out the doorway. Just barely visible in the abandoned device's cockeyed view is the staircase down from the attic, and the adjacent door to the roof. Which the man, unable or uninterested in hearing whatever sounds might be emanating from the device now, dashes toward, magicks open, and disappears through. You can just see him making his way up to the roof.]



[OOC: Remus will be responding to any comments on this post! It'll just be a slightly-future Remus, who's calmed down after this log plays out!]

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Nov. 23rd, 2016 10:43 am
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Is anyone aware of the presence of a very large reptile in the lower levels of this mansion? And the amount of.. water?

I almost lost my bow to the beast, but I would rather not accidentally kill someone’s pet.

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