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[ Snow hasn't slept since she woke up. For the first time in so long, she's had nightmares about the burning room in the Netherworld, of being trapped in flames the way she was during the sleeping curse. So, she simply isn't going to sleep until she can talk to Regina and see about some kind of potion or magic that can put her under without having to dream of anything at all. Hopefully, something like that exists.

But this means that she's dwelling on what happened. Her death in protecting Emma, the fact that her daughter was indoctrinated anyway. And that leads her to late night texting. ]


For those of you that have family here, how do you deal with the idea that you can't always protect them?

[ It's not a concept that's new to Snow. She held her newborn in her arms for all of thirty seconds before putting her in a wardrobe that took her so far away. Snow has fought magic, ogres and Lost Boys for her daughter but this time she failed. This time, she couldn't keep the worst from happening. ]

I realize it's a broad question. But I'm not sure I've ever thought I couldn't protect my daughter before. Not until the past few days happened. Maybe I just needed to get the words out. It's much easier to type them than to admit them out loud.

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Apr. 16th, 2018 11:33 pm
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[Red doesn't address the network much, if at all, but considering there's a war coming on, and he has some experience with the back room sorts of things that wars bring about, he figures now's the time.]

Wars are nasty business. One side always trying to one up the other. One side always trying to physically dominate the other. There's been a lot of talk of training and military combat, which is all well and good, but it's not the only thing that's needed to win in a conflict like the one headed our way.

Back home, I specialized in gathering, and more importantly using, information against an opposing side. Sometimes that's much more effective when one sits down to cut a deal. You know where the other side is coming from and what the other side wants. Gathering the information is where things can get hairy. One often has to be willing to bend the rules a bit to get anything of value.

I'd be willing to offer any help I can, if we can actually sit down and talk to the other side.

[The other implication is, he'd love to meet others who'd be wiling to get that valuable information.]

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Apr. 1st, 2018 05:30 pm
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 [There's some general banging and swearing as Rocket absentmindedly flicks on the communicator before he's ready to actually start talking-look, it's easy to get distracted. When he finally does start speaking, it's between some further tinkering.]

Okay, so. Training room's been the big topic since that whole war thing was announced, and hilariously this project started before that whole thing happened, so good timing on Kaplan for suggesting it to me when he did. Bad timing on his part for up and leaving before I got it finished.

Anyway, apparently somebody started  working on a simulation chamber in here at some point, then abandoned it, so I, bein' the well-intentioned but mostly very bored guy I am, agreed to do something with it. It ain't the highest of quality, but the holograms hit back, and that's about all you can hope for.

It's only got one kind of enemy right now, so if any of you idiots are actual programmers, the system code is basic as hell and easy to customize. I didn't wanna up and leave y'all with something that nobody else could work in case I- please Wonderland- get outta here sooner than later. Go crazy, 'cause right now the only bad guys are a nasty combination of every zombie we've ever had in this joint, 'cause I'm bitter, I've seen all of 'em, and do you realize how hard it is to do something genuinely altruistic for me? I got a reputation as a giant asshole to consider here.

If nothing else, hard light holograms are almost as satisfying to take your frustrations out on as actual baddies.

[[ooc: to not step on toes, etc. this is the result of a conversation between Billy and Rocket sometime before Billy left. Rocket wants nothing to do with it now it's been built (aside from using it), so if anyone with tech savvy or a desire to handle upkeep and control wants in on this, they are welcome to it!]]

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Apr. 1st, 2018 10:39 am
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[ It's the first time in a while she's done video over the network, and she rather wishes it were for a better, more cheerful post. Instead, it's one where she has to break some bad news. ]

Billy Kaplan has gone home. [ She seems on the verge of saying more - that it looks like Billy is gone for good, that Billy had been here longer than she had, that he was one of the few staples of Wonderland, that losing Evelyn and Billy around the same time is awful and that she's worried about what it means, that she'd liked him and she'll miss him... But the words catch in her throat and she freezes for a fraction of a second before looking away and giving a small shrug. ] So if you knew him...

[ A beat. ]

Before he left, we decided to merge the Sparring Facility and Training Center. And now it looks like I'm in charge of both.

I've shut down the Sparring Facility. Rooms 017 and 019 are free for anyone's use now. All of the classes are moving over to the Training Center.

We'll also be adding more classes, since we'll have more resources. If you're interested in teaching or learning how to fight or how to shoot, let me know. Or just head over to the Training Center and join a class. We're not formal. Most of us aren't even all that scary. And, you know, it's not like you can't survive death in Wonderland. [ That's a joke. Please don't die. ]

I know things are ramping up since we know a fight is on the way. Peggy Carter will be holding a boot camp, Ben Tallmadge is collecting intelligence on mirrors that could help, Nathaniel Howe has offered to teach people some tricks, and Dean Winchester is looking to fortify the mansion. My point is, this isn't anything to take lightly, but it isn't insurmountable. At the end of the day, knowledge is the best defense and offense. Learn what you can do, push yourself to know more. What you learn could save you or someone else.
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[Dipper's sitting on the roof, looking pensive and a little melancholy. He's holding a brown journal in his hand.]

I've done the math. It's kind of hard to keep track since I went home a few times, but... I've been here three years now. I'm turning sixteen this summer, believe it or not.

[He's still not looking at the camera. People who have known him a long time will believe it. People who are new? Probably won't. He still looks like a shrimpy 13 year old. He's still mid-puberty and never going past it.]

It's... weird. I mean, I have friends here, obviously, and family, and besides the not-aging thing it's terrible, but... [He looks down at his hands.] So many people are gone. With Evie-- [He breaks off. Nope. Too hard to talk about.] I mean, there's only like, a handful of people who were around when I first showed up. I know three years isn't as long as some of them, but... [He slumps a little.] I think I know how she must've felt. Like everyone's gonna leave eventually and you'll still be here.

[His hands curl around the journal and he straightens, finally actually looking at the camera.]

But she was wrong. She's gone back home and Wonderland won't be the same without her, but if she can go home, any of us can. [He's not sure if that's a promise or a warning. Maybe both.] I'm not giving up. It's been three years and I'm still learning new stuff every day. Angel Investigations is still open for business. I don't know how we're going to get out of here, or stay if that's what you want, but I do know one thing: when we figure it out, it'll be together. So anyone who wants to come in and take a look at what you've got... it's open.

[He gives a slight smile, then cuts the feed.]
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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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( 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 feed starts out of focus and when it comes back into focus, the view isn't much better. Mostly just a glass of amber liquid, but then these days Seth isn't much seen without one. Not unless a certain friend has been saddled with talking him down again. After a moment though the view shifts, showing the man himself. Midnight black suit, snowy shirt, even his tie is neat and knotted just show.

So much for predictions that after a while he'd start dressing down, though the girl that made the prediction had been shipped home so that might have something to do with it.

Anyone that knows the area though might recognize a booth at Lux. The same one his child self had occupied a few weeks earlier.]


Right so it hit me just now that I've been in this place over a year, which given I haven't stayed in a place longer than about six months since I was eight would be impressive. You know if not for the fact that this is about as mandatory as my last stint, and without the fun knowledge of a release date but with just about as many visit from my brother so that evens out.

[Even without Richie there, Seth's taking jabs at him. Not that he could fault Richie not visiting him in prison, but logic has no place in Seth's rantings.]

Whatever though. Most seem to keep a calendar here and the holidays and all. Christmas. Thanksgiving. What? Arbor Day's coming up, right? What about the rest though? Given we stay our same youthful, beautiful selves [He bites back saying Grunkles not included because dude, what even with the fez] does the rest matter but for ourselves? Do we count the years, or just the celebration of being alive to be stuck in this place? What about anniversaries and other dates from before?

Or does it all just become when you got here, and when all the people that matter left?

[Because for some barely functioning alcoholics without jobs to distract them, that's what's sticking in their heads, apparently.]
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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

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Feb. 19th, 2018 09:34 pm
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Ah, hello again, Wonderland. Did you miss me?

[Lucifer seems awfully chipper despite his rather ragged current appearance. There's a wide smile across his face, but his lips and cheeks are ravaged by what appears to be burns from the sun. Similar patches cover his shoulders and chest, which are bare despite the temperature outside. Though he still wears a pair of slacks, his shoes also seem to be missing.

If he's cold, he's hiding that fact relatively well. If someone were to look closely at the pattern of burns across his skin, they'd also notice that they're healing relatively rapidly.]


Of course, you did. As if there were any doubt.

[He starts trudging toward the mansion at a slow pace, though whether it's because he's feeling any pain, freezing, or simply not in a hurry is anyone's guess.]

I do hope everything is still where I left it. [He lifts a brow.] That means you too, Detective. And the bloody dog.
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[the video feed opens to Wynonna sitting behind the bar, pouring herself a glass of whiskey before she speaks.]

So as some of you might know, I'm Wynonna. Or maybe you don't, I don't use this thing a lot, not to make posts of my own usually. [well, there was that time she anonymously hit up the network for romantic advice b u t she is not bringing that up today.]

Anyway, I'm not here to talk about me, I'm here to talk about what I plan on doing. So it seems like quite a few people have been sent home recently and that has led Damon's Bar on the fourth floor without an owner. I plan on rectifying that and taking it over if no one has any objections. I know we have several other bars but this is the one I've spent the most time at in my six months here and I would hate to see it just get abandoned, you know?

I was debating renaming it but if Damon could never be assed to figure out a better name than Damon's Bar than I don't see why I should be. We can call it a fitting tribute or something like that. To those who are no longer with us.

And if you worked there before, or want to work there now, hit me up, I don't really have experience running a bar so I'm going to need all the help I can get. Though some people are going to be helping whether they want to or not. They know who they are.

[Waverly and Doc, mostly. Sorry guys. You are slaves to Wynonna's whims.]

I want to try to keep some of the events they had going like karaoke nights and book clubs -- though someone else will have to run the book club . I am not much of a reader -- and I think they had a speed dating/speed making friends thing too. I was also thinking of adding occasional ladies nights -- no boys allowed -- because we have some fucking awesome women here and that always needs to be celebrated. I thought maybe the first one could be on the 13th of this month -- I know I've heard people call that day Galentine's Day and I don't know much about it honestly because I didn't have a lot of friends back home but I'm willing to learn.

And I'm spent. That's all, folks.

[and with that she tosses back the whiskey and then the feed shuts off.]

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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?
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[ The woman on the video today is very put-together. Her strawberry-blonde hair is pulled back from her face, her makeup is perfect and tasteful, and her nails are beautifully manicured as she holds up the brochure she found. She's clearly pretty comfortable in front of a camera, addressing an audience. ]

Hello. My name is Pepper Potts. I found this brochure, and I was wondering if this E. O'Connell is around somewhere? I wanted to thank them for making this - I was pretty scared when I showed up here, this answered a lot of my questions. It's been a while since I've read Carroll; is that creepy cat around somewhere?

[ She pauses a beat, and allows herself a little smile. ]

Also, the bit about not putting anything metal in the microwaves was good. I know a few people who might need to be reminded of that sometimes.
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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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[ Nora's standing a little way back from the device, holding up a sweater by the shoulders and looking rather unimpressed. ]

This has to be someone's idea of a joke, right? I have to give them props for the quality of the knitting, but I could definitely go without seeing that smug asshole winking at me again. Anyone else get one? I think there should be a prize for the worst.

[ She puts the sweater down, moving forward to pick up the camera and move it round to show a breakfast station, one part of her Secret Santa present. ]

This, however, I am very thankful for. You can't beat breakfast food. I'm going to be trying it out in the kitchen this morning, if anyone wants a bite to eat.


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[ The smells coming from the kitchen are delicious, and on entering there's Nora, leaning over the breakfast station, cooking bacon, eggs, toast and coffee. Feeling in good humour, she's even wearing the VaultTec sweater, underneath a frilly apron.

She beams as she sees someone enter the kitchen. ]


Hope you're hungry, because there's plenty.

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Dec. 11th, 2017 07:31 pm
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[Beatrice fumbles a little when turning on the communication device. It's a lot easier to operate now that she's a girl again, but she's still getting used to using fingers and hands again. She feels so out of practice!]

So, everybody, I've been wondering.
I know we have magical closets or some weird thing, can we get living things out of those closets? I just want my dog back. I want something furry that won't say anything stupid. God knows, Wirt doesn't satisfy either of those requirements. If anyone can help, let me know. I'd rather socialize with my dog than about 90% of you.

[And on that rude note, Beatrice is out.]
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[Freya returns to Wonderland, and as always, Wonderland's timing is the fucking worst. While in a way she is grateful that they're here - Klaus would not have been so considerate of Freya asking for more time if they weren't in a place where time stops, and she knows that she's going to have to return to her room and actually fix the problem she's been given, but for now, she is going to grieve.

For now, she's going to drink. For now, she's going to try and wrestle with the fact that her brother is dead, and in the end, they got none of the things they wanted.

Even when they try to be the good guys, when they try to do the right thing, they can still never win. Vincent in the back of her mind reminds her that she had the chance to do the right thing, to just let Vincent use Elijah's death and not try to interfere in any way, but he should have known - there was no way that was ever going to happen.

She makes her way up to the fifth floor bar, as it's usually fairly empty and not populated by too many friends who will want to ask intrusive questions about her commitment to being incredibly intoxicated. She takes a bottle of tequila off the shelf, grabs herself a glass, and settles at the bar to begin knocking glass after glass back. She's planning on being there a while, and she does make sure to eat something every now and again, but for the most part, she doesn't want to feel anything.

At some point during the night, however, she'll click on her device, needing to speak into a void, even if she knows that the entire mansion is going to hear her.]


I have a riddle.

[Her voice is slurred but clear enough that the words can be made out if nothing else.]

Two men walk into a desert. ... Wait. ... Two? No, four men walk into a desert. And they are unconscious, probably from heat exhaustion. The riddle never said, they were just magically unconscious, so they probably fainted. The person telling the story was likely just trying to save face with all of their manliness.

[Macho posturing is dumb. There's a giggle and a "whoops" as some of the tequila sloshes over the sides of the glass and she pours herself another.]

When they wake up, they are buried up to their necks in the sand. Like little ground hogs. But they can only see what's directly in front of them. And they have hats! Different colored hats!

[Another beat as she takes the drink, then a pause as she frowns.]

Wait, there was supposed to be something else before that.

[Another beat.]

Or maybe they were kidnapped.

[There's a pause, and a sigh, because she is too drunk to remember the way this is supposed to go, and her hand fumbles as she goes to find her device on the bar and shut it off.]

I'll call you back.

[AND FREYA MIKAELSON HAS RETURNED FROM HER CANON BUMP. Action tags are welcome, as are network tags, but network tags may cut off and return when she is slightly more sober. Apologies in advance.]
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[ there's some noise behind tony today, hammers and drills working in the background. let your eyes adjust to the image and you might see robots putting pieces into other, newer robots and they all seem to be wearing...santa hats. he seems on the verge of saying something when two others fly through the window. ]

do you mind giving us a moment?

[ at once, they all seem to stand still. he shakes his head. honestly. ]

These are what I call the Iron Legion. There are only ten of them. You might see them flying over the grounds. I send them to examine the terrain. The point is creating a virtual map and making sure it's all quiet out there. They also have some protocols for times of emergency. They can help people find ways of the mansion in case we'll ever need to evacuate.

[ he looks behind him ]

except you, I might just take you apart.

[ it's spoken to the robots; well, to one of them who keeps rustling in the background. ]

they're not armed, they're not here to hurt you, they aren't going to try and interact with you unless you need help. Please don't try to interact with them or shoot them out of the sky, it's kind of important they'll stay in one piece. Look, they're even themed for the holidays.

[ aren't the hats cute? guys? ]
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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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Action prompt under the cut. )
[Eventually, a new person acesses the network today. A teenager, and a young one at that. He briefly clears his throat before addressing everyone.]

Uh, hello? Are there any other students with Ultimate talents here? We were trying to escape this awful prison school and I think I got seperated from my class.

[Not the entire truth here, but acting lost would sound a lot better than immediately accusing some random loser of kidnapping.]

I'm really worried.

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Oct. 5th, 2017 11:30 am
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[the video feed turns on to reveal (1) pretty disheveled-looking dude, who may or may not have a visible bruise starting to form on the side of his head (thanks basement wall, you're a real pal). but he's trying his best to conduct himself like some approximation of a professional, because this is a very important inquiry.]

I'm gonna be honest, I don't know how far this is gonna go, because this technology is pretty primitive, just throwing that out there, but — I'm looking for some folks.

[consider this an apb]

First up, Gamora, who is, like, literally the coolest person ever. I mean, she could probably kill something with one hand tied behind her back without even looking at it — really freaking cool, right? She's super great. I wouldn't recommend pissing her off, though, because her bad side is really not somewhere you want to be.

[does he know this from experience? maybe. a beat, then:]

Next, Drax. He may look a little mean, which is totally fair because, you know, big, muscular guy who's probably strong enough to crush your throat without even thinking about it, but I promise he's a lot nicer than that. Just don't try a joke; it's probably not gonna work.

Also, Rocket, better known as "trash panda". Which you should definitely call him, by the way, it's his favorite nickname one-hundred percent. [no, no it isn't.] Anyway, though, talking raccoon, has a thing for leaving all his shit lying around everywhere and likes to blow stuff up, can't miss him.

And Groot. Looks like a small baby tree, has great taste in music [says peter, without one microscopic speck of bias on him at all whatsoever], and is only gonna answer you with "I am Groot." He's actually saying a lot more than that, but it's just a thing.

And last ones — Kraglin, pretty tall guy who probably has an arrow with him, and Mantis, who's kinda shy, but she's really, really nice, and you should be nice to her, too.

[you might be wondering, does this guy ever pause to take a breath, or do the words, like the years, just keep on coming and they don't stop coming? well, right now, he actually does, proving to be true to his word that those were, in fact, his last ones, so that question's answered. it's about a full twenty-five seconds before he says anything else.]

So, uh, if you've seen any of these people....

[and that's when peter falls silent, because this thought that he might not actually find anyone, so soon after... everything, has his throat feeling tight and his chest feeling a little heavy.

the message cuts off.]
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ANONYMOUS | text ⪢
ok are there meetings or some kinda gatherings about how we do things in wonderland or do people just stick to their corners and fling whatever they got out into the air? cause i'm feeling pretty freaked and banging my head against the wall's apparently only gonna turn me into a squishy nom-nom for the core

so idk SWF 19 seeking direction? moral support? the S is for sarcastic btw. but i can sweeten the pot with some gnarly tech skills and a can-do attitude

also anyone here use a VENDOR TOKEN before? there's a catch, right?



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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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[Replies to this are CLOSED, please see OOC note at the bottom of the post!]




In the wake of our most recent event and regarding the fate of those who lose their fifth life, I would like to propose a new series of data collection on mansion residents. It is my opinion that the instatement of a “death watch” - that is, an archival record of extant resident deaths that have occurred - should be created and maintained, and would serve as a valuable resource for the protection of those who are at risk.

[This is the difficult part: persuading people to share this sort of thing about themselves, knowing what it does to others and how it can hurt, is no easy task. She believed as much when she first spoke with Shepard on the subject, and believes the same now. Evelyn herself does not like to offer personal information unless asked, but knows the burden of carrying that suffering on one's own and how easily an environment can fall to fear.]

I understand that this is very private, very personal information. I understand it is traumatic, and not something that many people want to share. Therefore it is incumbent upon me to stress the critical severity of this situation, and assure you that you are not alone.

I myself have lost four lives here.

In disclosing as much, I hope that others can be swayed to believe in the efficacy of this database, and would urge residents to volunteer their respective death tolls to build the record. Residents who submit information to the watch on their numbers may do so to me privately, if there is concern about embarrassment or persecution from peers.

[It is a valid concern, and one which she has agonised over.]

Commander Shepard’s confirmation from the Queen of Hearts that those who are remade after their last demise are conscripted as spies is extremely troubling. Regardless of the veracity of the information given its source, we as unwilling residents do not have the luxury of allowing for that liability. For those concerned about their safety, I will be actively working with the commander, who is well-equipped to establish and manage security procedures once the record has been transcribed and analysed. This is a living document, and is expected to require additions over time.

I am aware that this is a drastic measure, but a measure worth taking. Please feel free to direct all responses and queries to myself and Commander Shepard.





[OOC NOTE: I realize this is a hot button issue as has generated a lot of replies, which is great! In order to keep myself sane, I'm going to have to cut it off here and request that no one else respond in this post. Messaging Evelyn's inbox is cool if you want to drop a line there instead, but replies will be slower there.

Anyone who did not get to respond in here before the cut-off, I'd really like you to at least drop a comment HERE if you believe your character would still share their information with her. Thank you for understanding!
]

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Oct. 1st, 2017 03:34 pm
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Right so... Wonderland is so fucking great. I mean, the murder attempts, the zombies, the death traps, the mirrors. It's fucking great.

Oh, right. Yeah. Richie's gone. So, I don't know? Rocket and Clementine? Just thought you'd want to know. No more special pancakes then, Chloe. Thanks though.

If anyone needs me, I'll be drinking copious amounts of cheap whiskey and maybe going to the maze and blowing shit up.
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[Dorian briefly considered making himself known on the network, but he didn't feel like being accused of creating panic. Besides, he has better things to do today.]

Excuse me, but has anyone updated the pamphlets yet? If I remember correctly, we discovered some important information at least a week ago, and I thought it would be a good idea for that information to be available to newcomers.

I'm sending links to the network posts in case anyone needs them.


[And sure enough, there are two links to recent posts about Wonderland's core. Sorry if the links are kind of long, Dorian hasn't figured out how to change the text on them yet.]
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[So here’s Mabel sitting at her craft table in her room, surrounded by her piles of stuffed animals. It looks like she’s about to make the world’s cuddliest State of the Union address.]

Hi, Wonderfriends!

As you know, I, Mabel Pines, am an expert at problem-solving. I not only solve my own problems, but the problems of my friends, and I have the scrapbooked evidence to prove it! Plus I’m co-leader of Angel Investigations- we make your mysteries history. Aw yeah, nailed that plug! [she high fives a stuffed animal, and then sighs and leans back.] But as surprising as it is, there are some problems I can’t solve. You see, I’ve been in Wonderland for two years now, which means I definitely haven’t been to the orthodontist. [and here, she smiles, revealing her braces, which she gestures to.] These things? Do not tighten themselves, guys. And since I kiiinda don’t want a super messed up mouth while I’m in Wonderland, I only have one question for you.

[and here she looks deeply pained, all the casualness gone from her tone, because believe or not, people, untightened braces are uncomfortable as hell.] Is there a dentist in the house??
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[Like everyone, Dipper looks a little different. When he speaks, it's calmly and confidently and with a certain quality that makes you want to actually sit up and listen. It is... dare I say, a speech worthy of a diplomacy 18 check.]

Hey everyone. Peridot already explained the setting, and I think I can explain the rest. Have you noticed everything feeling a little more... random than usual? Because the costumes, my new ears, the weapons I definitely shouldn't know how to use and sometimes do, and oh yeah, the part where I can do magic...

[He whirls around, sending some magic missiles at an injector drill. He grins.]

So. Cool. But yeah, besides the setting this definitely is coming straight out of a Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons game. I think it's from our world because this is exactly how I looked that time Grunkle Ford and I were transformed by [There's something weird about the wizard's name. Like he just can't quite remember what... ah. It's their missing word. Great. He forces out the only name he can think of in connection to the wizard, even though he knows it's not quite right. Definitely their world.] Probabilitizzle the Annoying.

So yeah, have fun! And if your actions start feeling weirdly more... random than usual? That's part of the fun. Never know when you're gonna crit fail or get a nat 38, right? Just try to keep all your HP and you'll be fine.

[ooc: responses will be coming from [personal profile] draziw!]
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[ When Jane starts her video feed, there's a moment she's laughing at someone or something, pushing it/them away lightly before re-focusing on the screen. ]

Hi, everyone. I wanted to apologize for the tattoo shop being closed for so long. I left, but I've been back for about a week now. There was the ski lodge thing and before that...

[ There's something muffled said that can't quite be made out, but her eyes dart in the direction of the voice, and she laughs, bringing her left hand up to cover her mouth for a second which reveals a flash of a wedding ring. ]

...I was honeymooning. So, anyway.

[ She professionally clears her voice, getting back down to business. ]

Any appointments that fell through because I was sent home for a while can be considered back on the books and priority. Just let me know when you want to come by and I'll fit you in ahead of walk-ins. Oh, and I can confirm now that any tattoos I do here will completely disappear and not come back when you return. Which is, I guess, great for return business. All of the tattoos I gave Kurt are gone.

[ Guess she'll have to do more, what a burden. ]

Just let me know if you need anything. Oh, and Kurt's back too. Thanks to everyone who checked in on Sarah.

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Jun. 5th, 2017 09:55 am
agentxthirteen: (07: stop me if you've heard this)
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For anyone who wants to talk about the most recent event and compare notes, we're meeting in the tea rooms on the second floor tomorrow at three pm.

There will be snacks. If you want anything more significant than what the tea rooms provide, then bring your own. [ I.e., if Mick wants alcohol, he needs to bring his own. ]

We'll be talking about what happened, why it might have happened, what went wrong, and how we can prevent similar mistakes in future events.

Hope to see you there.

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