Jan. 9th, 2015 09:48 pm
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There's one thing I don't understand...

[Cue the inevitable Peanut Gallery echoing one thing?! behind her]

[You were all thinking it.  Admit it.]

Okay,, I totally get forgetting pants when you leave the house.  Happens to me all the time.  But who forgets their skin?  How do you even do that?
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[When the video starts, James is outside, bundled up in a plain black cloak and leaning against a tree. It's a little cold, but not unpleasantly so, but there's one big draw to making such a broadcast outside - privacy. He's out not so much because it's a pleasant winter day, but because he doesn't want to be accidentally overheard.

That's how much he's been fretting about this. There is exactly one person in all of Wonderland who shouldn't hear this post, and he feels like she's going to sneak up behind him at any moment. But, he has no idea how to go about any of this at all, and it shows.

Hullo, Wonderland. I, err. ...Need some advice. Romantic advice. An absolute shocker coming from me, I know.

[He tries to laugh at himself a little to remove some of the awkwardness, but it doesn't work very well.]

Any help at all would be greatly appreciated, I assure you. And if we could keep this between us, and not mention it to Lily, that would be fantastic as well. [He can't help smiling a little at mention of her, though he does peek off into the distance to make sure she's not coming.] I'd rather keep it a surprise, and that'll be hard to do if she knows about it. Thanks.

[With that, he shuts off the camera. He already feels a little better just having put the request out there.]
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[Peter walks down the hallway not really knowing where he's headed. He doesn't want to be in his room but there's no where he wants to go. He's wandering aimlessly, hoping that none of his friends are around. As long as he avoids people then the music can't catch up to him. It's already happened to him before and he's not eager to see what other secrets he is about to spill.]

Cue the dark, brooding music... )

Video 003

Oct. 8th, 2014 08:49 am
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[Billy's face appears on the screen, it's clear he's worried. It's also kind of obvious he hasn't slept; dark circles rim his tired eyes. He looks exhausted and not at all like his normal bright self.]

Uh, has anyone seen my boyfriend? Tall, blond, incredibly too good looking for me, answers to the name Teddy. I seem to have misplaced him.

[Or he was still avoiding Billy. Or the real reason he couldn't find him was that he'd been sent home, home before they could even talk about what happened. Before he could least Teddy wouldn't remember anything.]

If you see him, tell him...just tell him I'm looking for him.

Private to Kate )

(OOC: Action is also fine if you want to find him wandering around looking for Teddy. He could use the distraction :) Edit: He's also apparently now at the bar, someone keep him from drinking too much? Yeah? )


Oct. 7th, 2014 09:30 pm
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[The camera is focused on a large tea cup, somewhere in the mansion, and there appears to be something humming inside it. After a moment, there's some muttering - not truly singing but there is something of a tune trying to crawl out.]

There it last chance for peace...lay me down, but...I get no release...

...I try to keep...awake...trytoswim'neath...still...can feel this narcolepsy s l i i i d 'nother nightmare....

[The Dormouse goes alarmingly quiet in his cup. Then, he hums something different, but not at all unrelated. The feed cuts out abruptly mid-hum.]
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[ Back at Hogwarts, Astronomy was one of Remus' best subjects. That's not to say it was one of his favorites, but out of necessity, he'd become quite adept at studying the night sky. That's why, after he'd taken the time to settle in, he'd asked his closet for a telescope and started hitting the roof after sundown. Most nights he could be found up there, studying the moon and stars. It was for this reason that he'd been able to calculate when the next full moon would be (rather sooner than he'd like, but there was no changing that), and also made a fascinating discovery.

One night, from the roof, he decides to share his findings with Wonderland at large. He pulls out his cell phone and records a video. ]

Has anyone noticed that the stars keep changing? I mean, night after night, the constellations are different. Sometimes they're not where they ought to be, and sometimes I see ones I've never seen before. I'd thought maybe I could try and learn where Wonderland is, geographically, but I'm more confused now than I was when I started.

[ He ends his broadcast, then, fiddling with the settings, sends out a message to his friends. ]

[ Private to James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew: ]

The full moon is the 8th. That's this Wednesday.

[ ooc: feel free to run into Remus either on the roof, if your character is so inclined, or in the stairwells with his telescope! ]


Oct. 5th, 2014 03:03 pm
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[Brittany looked...troubled.]

[Not overly concerned.  Not yet.  But it was clear that something had been weighing heavily on the young girl's mind.  Evident by the fact that she was once again coming to the Network for help.  Better than the Internet.  Usually.]

I have a question.  One of those hippopotamus--[hypothetical]--kind.

What know...the other you on the other side of the mirror...say, for example, had sex with somebody else's somebody else?  Does that mean YOU had sex?  Does that count?
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[Remus picks up the communicator, studying over it and eventually figuring out how to turn it on.] What...? Is this a phone, or some sort of telly with a camera? [Either way, it's now recording, so Remus, sheepish, brushes his hair out of his eyes and clears his throat.]

Ahem. Well. I appear to have found someone's... device, here. I assume you'll be wanting it back. If it's yours, then you can come and fetch it. I'm... [He looks around.] ...I appear to be in the gardens of some manor house. Haven't a clue how I've arrived here. Very strange.

[By this point he's less concerned with the communicator and more concerned with where exactly he is at the moment, so he ends the feed.]
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[oh hi. santana's been doing her thing, ignoring all the crazy as best as she can. but there's only so much her patience can take, which is why she's now addressing the network in general, minus one brittany-shaped soul.]

Hey. I know who you are, and I know you've been trying to mack on my girl. I don't really blame you; she's the best person in the world. But this is a friendly warning--you're not gonna win. The last guy to tried? He's in a wheelchair.

[...she doesn't bother to mention that artie's been in a wheelchair for half his life.]

So you can put away the puppy eyes and innocent act. She's mine.

[not at all ridiculously jealous announcement done, she clicks the camera off.]
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[ Billy took a deep breath and turned on his video feed, smiling a little sheepishly at the screen. It was still really weird to be recording himself like this. Taking a moment to collect his thoughts he turned the camera, showing everyone the view from his seat on the roof.]

Some view, huh? [The camera panned back around to Billy's face. No more putting this off.]

So uh, I've been here for about two months now and a few conversations I had Saturday night made me think that maybe this would be a good question to ask all of you. What do you know about magic?

The world I come from has some pretty remarkable people. Superheroes. Some of them are just extra extraordinary humans, some of them are gods, or aliens or super soldiers, and some of them have gifts, mutations.

[ He holds up his hand, focusing his energy into creating a blue aura that surrounds his hand.]

I have magic. Though I'm probably far from being one of those remarkable people. I'm basically self taught, there was really no one around to train me when it manifested. Unless you count Teddy making me read his mother's self help books. Thanks for that, T.

[ He rolls his eyes playfully at the screen.]

Anyway, the point of this is, I hadn't been using my magic for a few years and then right before I got here of had a sort of teacher. [ And there was no way he was telling people his teacher was Loki.]

I'm not looking for lessons but I know there's a few people here who have similar abilities and I was hoping maybe we could talk? Share ideas or tricks or something.

[ He pauses for a moment about to end the transmission before adding one more thing.]

Or if you're just curious about magic and want to talk I can do that too.

((OOC: feel free to hit him up on video or find him on the roof, he'll be there for a bit.))


Jul. 24th, 2014 03:07 pm
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Uh. ...Hey.

[The Once-ler is on the screen, awkward as ever. Though, he seems considerably better than he did the last time he spoke on the network. He's had more time to adjust to Wonderland, and to being around people again - to being around people that either don't know about the horrible things he did at home or have actually forgiven him, which is unfathomable thought to the Once-ler.

But he's on the network now and he has a bunch of...colorful, furry, knit things in his arms. Bright red and pink and orange and yellow and purple. One of the sleeves is being tugged by a mischievous little pig off screen. The Once-ler seems pretty uncomfortable though, and it has nothing to do with what Boris is doing.

So, um. I've been meaning to do this for like, ages, but I just...I dunno. I misplaced the words, I guess.

[He shrugs, and shifts so he can hold out one of the knit things so people can actually see what it looks like.]

This is a Thneed. [Normally this is followed by a long pitch or a song but noticeably there's nothing like that accompanying it.] I was...I sold them here a while back, but I'm done with that. I don't want them anymore. I was gonna just chuck them out, but...thought I'd ask around, see if anybody wanted one. Otherwise, they've gotta go.

[The truth is, he can't stand looking at them anymore. He's keeping one for a sadistic sort of sentimental value, but he needs to just get rid of the others before he drives himself crazy.]

They're actually kind of cool - they can do pretty much anything you want. [It's a weak pitch though. His heart's not in it the way it used to be.] So...if anyone wants one, I've got a whole bunch of them. No charge.

[He ends the feed with that note. He'll be up in his room for once (Tenth Floor, room 398) and any Thneeds that aren't claimed will be left around the mansion in random places where anyone can take them, like hanging from chandeliers or keeping suits of armor warm. Anywhere, as long as the surplus of them is out of his room.]
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[The woman onscreen is young and willowy, with pale blonde hair and wide eyes. Her dress today is light blue and shimmering, patterned with slightly darker blue crocuses. Rows of shelving behind her make it obvious that she's in the library.

Addressing these devices still feels strange to her--it's been impossible for her to shake off the general sensation of being watched--but she's getting the hang of it all, and she has something she wants to ask, something more than a simple icebreaker.]

I'm sure not all of you enjoy reading, but I always have... it's been keeping me entertained here in Wonderland. The thing is, I don't know what I should try next!

One of the most interesting things about this place is the chance to meet people from different places and times. That means that there must be thousands of books that are worth reading, but I've never heard of them... I wouldn't have any idea of where to start.

So I was wondering whether or not you could recommend a book or two to me? Your favorites, or something you think I might like. I'll be very grateful.

[She looks over her shoulder at the full shelves, then adds, humorous and helpless,]

... I'll be even more grateful if you come down here and help me find it!

[And indeed, anyone who does come down to the library will find her peering at shelves or frowning at the list she's making.]
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[Sirius has woken up in weirder places, probably. You go running through the Forbidden Forest as a happy little puppy and don't end up going down random paths out of excitement! It's extremely difficult not to, especially when everything smells so interesting (and your werewolf friend might get into trouble if you lose track of him.) So sometimes he wakes up in a tree, or a cave, or in the greenhouse. Sometimes he's already in detention! In any case, it's always a laugh in hindsight, if not at the time. Pine needles can get into such wonderful places.

Because of all this, he hardly thinks it's odd to be facedown in sand when he wakes up. His first instinct is to sit up, brush himself off, and grin. Good Merlin, they must've really gotten going last night! Hopefully they didn't torture the poor squid, or Hagrid'll have his head! Because. That's where he is. Right? On the beach by the lake?

Does the lake even have a beach?

It doesn't.

And neither does the wee village the Potters' lived in. Which is where he fell asleep last night.

Oh, damn. Did he...sleep-apparate? Is that even possible? It seems unlikely, although he's certainly done worse things in his sleep. At least this time 'round he's got his trousers on.

As he pats himself down just to make extra sure he is, in fact, in his full trousered glory, he realizes his right pocket is oddly heavy. He fishes out a strange object and, brilliant wizard that he is, immediately begins prodding it with his wand. "Hmm. Aparecium?" He isn't even sure where to start. Where's Evans when you need to cheat off her parchment?

Of course, it is at this point that the camera switches on. Viewers are treated to a stick and vague, uncertain mumbling of apparent nonsense.]

[Congratulations! You have stumbled upon a lone, confused wizard teen! Observe as he shoves a stick into his pocket and grins broadly, as if that wasn't totally weird.]

Hullo! I'm a bit lost, I'm afraid. Any chance you could give me some directions? I promise, I wasn't trespassing, just, erm. [...Drunk?] Took a wrong turn, somewhere.

[His expression flickers as he remembers something and just sort of. Casually. Brushes his broom behind him with his foot.]

I'm Si-- Simon. Been rambling through the country and it was so windy the other night. Whipped the map right out of my hands! [Hahaha muggles still use maps right?]

001 Video

Jun. 18th, 2014 10:29 pm
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[The camera clicks on and amber eyes blink owlishly at the screen. Billy usually didn’t do things like this. The only videos that existed of him were usually taken by Teddy, because he claimed Billy was doing something cute, or by Tommy who claimed Billy was doing something idiotic and those usually wound up on the internet somewhere. This was a first for him.]

Well. This was not where I expected to end up when trying to teleport home. Unless someone slipped me something at the comic book store. Is it possible to hallucinate entire worlds? For all I know I’ve wandered into Avengers Mansion and I’m talking to a wall.

[He winced internally, he was babbling and the only one who ever found that endearing was Teddy, and Teddy wasn’t here, at least he didn't think Teddy was here.]

So um, hi, I guess? I guess I should introduce myself. Billy Kaplan, I can do magic…sometimes it works.
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[Peter is having a nightmare.

The last thing he remembers is falling asleep in his Gryffindor dormitory with his mates snoring all around him. It’s a strangely comforting sound, one that always puts him right to sleep better than a sleeping draught but tonight is different. His dreams are filled with an old terror and he finds himself running through the halls of the castle, trying to get away from the nameless, shapeless form that haunts him.

Soon the castle walls shift into long corridors with ornate mirrors on either side. His barefeet pad noisely on the tiled floor, his heart beating in his chest. It isn’t until he trips and falls, skidding into the wall that he has the sinking realization that he isn’t dreaming any longer. Some how, his dream has become a reality.

In a panic, Peter turns out his pockets looking frantically for his wand. A black device clatters to the ground and turns on, video capturing him without his knowledge.]

Where is it… Where is my wand?

Oh Merlin’s balls, where am I? I was sleeping… I know I was sleeping.

[There’s a noise down the corridor and Peter turns to it fast, his face white.]

What was that? Fecking hell, what is going on?

I can’t believe I don’t have my wand! What sort of wizard am I?


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