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[Honestly, a text post would've sufficed enough, but perhaps for the context of this post, a video might be a bit more beneficial. So you get a blue robot staring at the screen pensively.]

Ah, greetings, Wonderland, this is Turing. I'm here to inquire about something...

I have noticed that some of the past events I have experienced throughout my time here has had some element of combat thrown into the mix, so to speak. Not all of them mind you, just some. Just this past event, you all saw it, all of those ogres, ice giants and dark elves storming into the mansion, and you must have also saw a multitude of the guests here fighting back. I, unfortunately, was unable to lend a hand in that time of crisis, solely because I have had no combat experience myself.

I may be sapient, but I am still a ROM, or I suppose a robot in layman's terms. I don't specifically exist to assist, but there's still a voice in the back of my mind urging me to help out however possible. If, in Wonderland, this means that I must become skilled in some weaponry or combat techniques, then so be it.

So, I'm posting this video as a call for suggestions and help: I am interested in learning how to properly defend myself and protect others while I am here in Wonderland. What would be the best way to accomplish this? Getting into specifics...I'd like to be skilled in ranged weaponry, say, a laser pistol, for example. My partner, Alys, was given a laser pistol to use in case of emergencies back where I come from, and they were able to use it with relative ease.

I will take any and all suggestions into account. Thank you for your time.
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[ACTION] CLOSED ▸ SAYAKA MAIZONO (SPOILERS WITHIN!)
ENTRANCE HALL - DAY 1 22:30

warning: DR spoilers inside )

[VIDEO] OPEN ▸ ALL
HIS ROOM - DAY 2 09:00

[ Unless you're a heavy sleeper, you might have heard thunderous noises from the video transmission in the middle of night last night. (Note: Please read the first-person sample only and don't scroll up if you want to avoid DR spoilers!) Before anyone could respond, the video transmission cut off last night, and he would've missed any responses until now since the palm pilot was switched off following the violent throw.

Miraculously, when he tries to switch it back on, it's still working. It's a lot more resilient than it seems, and Mondo's 'considerably' calmer after a good night's rest. He's aware that there must be some use to this device, and after fiddling with it for a while, he attempts to do another video transmission. ]


Uh, so. Can anyone tell me why we're here? How do... things work 'round here?

[ He's not looking right at the camera, simply because he doesn't know how front camera works, but his glare is very... glaring. Agitation is still there, and it's pretty obvious. His pompadour is a splendid corncob now as opposed to last night's rather disheveled state.

Does he know how to turn off the transmission without throwing the phone? Looks like someone needs to give him some 101.

Anyway, a few options for this prompt:
a) send him a video response of last night's chaos, shout at him back for waking you up in the middle of nothing, tell him to calm down, etc;
b) go on video call with/send video response to him following the morning transmission;
c) text in response;
d) wildcard, which means... GET WILD! ]


[ACTION] OPEN ▸ ALL
HALLWAYS - DAY 2 12:00

[ A relatively big (187cm or 6ft 1.6inch) young man will be wandering around, trying to figure out where is what. He still has a scowl on his face, but isn't going to eat you if you talk to him. At least not right away... he's pretty hungry. If you're Kiyotaka Ishimaru, he's gonna bolt the shit out of there moments after he spots you. If you're not, then congrats, he might talk to you for a bit. In fact, he might just start the conversation if you don't. (Feel free to start the conversation and not use this prompt!) ]

Hey. Y'know where the dining room's at? We can eat for free?
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(It starts much the same as it did before, with the arrival of a Geth in the garden.

People will get some pretty decent video footage of a strange robot poking around the garden, being surprisingly gentle with the plants. They hadn't expected to see a garden-or anything else-ever again. They are reminded of the organic concept of 'afterlife'. Is this the same?

Perhaps they will encounter the Geth that had been lost. It would be ...good to see them again.

Then they spot the journal. To those who witnessed their first arrival in wonderland, their actions may seem strangely similar: the moment they realize the journal is recording, they click off the feed.

This time, they do not immediately send a text.)
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(Well there's a face that hasn't shown up on the network for a while. Legion's headflaps twitch and flutter as they stare at the screen. Finally, they settle down.)

We have returned.
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(The robot in this feed is probably recognizable, if only because they regularly post to the network. They're chattering, headflaps flicking in a manner that may possibly indicate excitement.)

Greetings, we are Legion, a terminal of the Geth.

This location is from our universe. We are willing to provide assistance as needed.
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[The camera comes on to Shepard actually using her original network device for once, having it propped up on her desk with her rather futuristic room in full display. Behind her, her armor stands in a display case, and the room is primarily lit by a dim bedside light and the glow of her fishtank.]

Alright. So in the last couple of months, I've gotten a bunch of people trying to pick my brain about my world. I've been here about a year, and it's pretty safe to say most people around here are from the 21st century. Thing is, back home, it's 2187.

[She looks pretty smug about all this, honestly, and she kicks back, moving her left arm into view and kicking her omni-tool to life, the orange light coming from it further illuminating her face.]

I grew up on a human colony on the opposite side of the Milky Way from Earth. I've been in humanity's military for more than 10 years and I've been to most star systems in this galaxy at least once. Consider this an AMA for living in space. No question too stupid. I'll only veto stuff if I don't know the answer, or it's too personal.

[She gives the camera a mock salute and a smile.]

Ask away, Wonderland. Be as starstruck as you want.

[And with that, she cuts the feed.]

video

Mar. 17th, 2017 10:10 am
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[They're outside the mansion. Judging from the background noise of rushing water, they've propped their camera up on the fountain. The feed is otherwise silent as they fiddle with components - PVC piping, a can of hairspray, PVC glue, all the usual expected components that scream "misguided attempt at a backyard potato gun." Because that's what they're making. A misguided attempt at a backyard potato gun.]

Amazing, the things the closets will just let you have. Few people seem to consider what being a child in Wonderland means. Bedtime is never, there's no such thing as education, and you can eat nothing but Twinkies and Cap'n Crunch if you want to. I kill the time by working in a diner, and nobody breathes a word about child labour.

Guess it's pretty lucky we never have to worry about growing up, because we're probably learning some pretty messed up things. People like me aren't supposed to have limitless freedom. It's bad for us. We abuse it.

Oh well.

What do you think would happen if I fired a grenade out of this thing?
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[It's Tiny Rick! Your favorite guy. That lovable teenage fucko. He's standing up on one of the beds and holding out his phone like he wants to take a selfie as he broadcasts, mostly so he can gesture at the camera with his free hand.]

Alright, li-listen up, preschoolers. I know ev-everyone wants to have fun in the Silent Hill lab with the pudding monsters, being children and what the fuck ever, b-but this is not all f-fun and games and endless disappointments from Konami. Dr. A and Frisk h-have explained this whole, the whole creepy lab and creepy pudding things, but I'm here to tell you about this kid bullshit. That's right, fuckos, we-we've got, got two goddamn simultaneous fucking events on our hands, and it's, it's complete fucking, it's bullshit. Tiny Rick was a fan-favorite, and we, we already fucking tempted fate enough with rehashing the whole stolen cable plot, but fuck it, I-I guess this is just how the network's gonna run things now. Grind it into the dirt t-till no one cares anymore, right? Fuck you. D-Do you have any idea how much Werner Herzog fucking costs?

[He's getting off track, so he pauses and clears his throat.]

I-If you've been turned into a kid, y-you are not in your right body. This is not the r-real me and it's not the real you either, but you're, you're gonna try damn fucking hard to convince yourself it is, because it's real fucking tempting to, to get your youth back and relive the glory days, lemme fucking, fucking tell you. But these are just c...cl...?

[He pauses, frowning, because what the fuck is the word for it?]

...Like, copies, genetic copies, or I dunno, magic--magic bullshit constructs, who the fuck knows with Wonderland. Point is, your real body is slowly dying in a vat somewhere in this lab. You gotta find your vat and transfer your consciousness b-back into your correct body, or--fuck, Wonderland might kill us or m-make us all go through puberty again. No one wants that. No one in the entire goddamn world wants that. Trust me, it's not worth it.

[As Rick's talking, something takes shape behind him. It looks kind of like a tall, white spoon. It doesn't really do anything, just sort of hovers translucently on the opposite side of the bed from him. When he pauses and glances back over his shoulder, the thing vanishes.]

Uh...so yeah. Avoid pudding monsters, f-find your vat, get back into your real body. And if you need help remembering that you're not supposed to be a kid, listening to Elliott Smith seems to work. I-I've got his entire discography on my phone.

[He pulls said phone away and plays himself off with a sad song.]
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[The video opens on an interesting tableau. For one, the backdrop is that of mossy-green tile, a dimly lit laboratory, complete with some extremely fake potted vegetation. And that’s to say nothing of the figures present in the frame. Standing in the forefront seems to be a lizard with glasses in a lab coat, addressing the network at large. Behind her, a small child appears to be getting devoured alive by a -

Oh, wait. No they’re not. They’re actually grinning widely as they scratch the back of the...creature’s approximation of ears. It’s unclear how many dogs this counts as. Is this even really a dog? They’re definitely frothing at the mouth, making contented little bubbling sounds as Frisk scritches them beneath their chin. There’s a heavy whapping sound of something slapping back and forth across the tile as their tail begins to wag, even if the motion leaves shiny strands of their mass dribbling across the floor.

So, you know. Like any other dog.

Alphys speaks up first.]


H-Hey everyone! So, uhm...there’s an event! Which you, uh, probably already guessed, but, in the interest of, uhm, b-being informed, there’s some...things you should know. About this place and. Everything.

[She pauses, takes a nervous glance back towards the melting beast, and continues. Frisk pauses to toss her a resolute thumbs-up and a firm nod.]

These, uhm, monsters are called the Amalgamates. There’s a couple of them, uh, d-down here, but there’s no need to fight them! They’re, uhm, probably just looking for food. They won’t attack you or anything, so y-you can leave them alone. They’re not dangerous.

[Frisk sits up a little straighter, giving the Endogeny one final, reassuring pat, as they add:]

If any of them come near you, just find some food or something for them to play with. They don't mean to hurt you.

[Their tone is firm and unwavering, as resolute as their expression. Alphys, on the other hand, seems to get more nervous the longer the broadcasts stretches on, so she just cuts right to the point.]

There’s a machine that, uhm, looks like a skull around here, it’s got some wires, and tubes, and stuff? Don’t touch it. It’s, uhm, s-super dangerous, and, doesn’t do anything...good.

[Frisk's shoulders twitch in a faint wince, their gaze dropping back to Endogeny. Nothing good, no.]

So uhm. Leave that alone, t-too.

[Just as it seems like she’s going to continue, Endogeny abruptly surges to their feet with a loud, triumphant howl. The Amalgamate barrels at the camera, sending Alphys careening off screen with a small shriek. The camera goes down with her in a haphazard tumble, but at least the last shot indicates that she is, in fact, not being eaten alive. It turns out Endogeny is simply hungry, and seeing Alphys usually means it's time she fed them.

The feed rattles one last time as Endogeny's tail whips across the screen, and goes dead.]
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Hey people! [Dipper grins, bouncing on his heels. If he hasn't slept much since the event, it's hard to tell, but considering how much sleep he got that weekend, it's really all averaged out to his usual semi-exhausted state.]

It's been a while and we've got a lot of new people so I thought it was time to remind people about the weekly game I'm running.

[He holds up an epic looking box.]

Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons! Which is pretty similar to something called Dungeons and Dragons or Warlocks and Warriors or probably some other magic stuff and other magic stuff that's found in any number of different worlds. It's tabletop roleplay, and it's awesome. If you're interested in escaping this weird fantasy world for a different, better weird fantasy world where you can fight evil and do magic and be awesome, let me know. Or just show up. I can help you make a character and show you the rule book.

[A beat.]

It… doesn't require as much math as you think it does. But you still might want to bring a calculator.
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[personal profile] literalidiotball
[The feed flickers to life, showing the back of the mansion. A branch blocks the view, giving the impression that the device is stuck in a tree. A couple of odd things are easily noticable about this video. Firstly, the lens seems to be cracked in half, splitting the image into two, slightly misaligned halves. Secondly, there's a small watermark in the corner that wouldn't be out of place on a youtube video. Third, although nobody is actually in the video, a man's voice is stammering in some sort of English accent.]

-how I could have even gotten here. Really, I should have been in a million pieces by now, just from the impact. Possibly also on fire. You know, from entering the Earth's atmosphere at terminal velocity.

[Two metal lids close in front of the camera for a second as it quickly pans back and forth like it was shaking its head.] No, it's probably a good thing I didn't get smashed. I've already been damaged enough...

Hang on, what's this thing doing?

"Streaming to Network?!" What network? I don't remember installing this software!

[The camera pans about frantically. It should be obvious by now we're looking at the world through the eye of a panicking robot.] Oh god! Someone hacked into me! What do I do? What do I do?

Wait, maybe the hackers can help me. [He calms down and clears his simulated throat.] Hello. As you can probably tell, I'm stuck in a tree of some sort. If you could please get me down, I would really appreciate it.

[If anyone wants to rescue poor Wheatley or perhaps stumble upon him by chance, he'll be in one of the trees in the orchards. You can't miss him: he's a spherical robot the size of a large beach ball, equipped with moving handles and a bright, blue optic.]

[ooc: Feel free to threadjack this post.]
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[Today’s little network post opens with the camera pointed toward a festive little booth outside the mansion. Its purpose seems clear enough, but just in case you don’t get it, don’t fret! Because here is a handsome robot to turn the camera onto his face and explain it to you!]

Hello beauties and gentlebeauties! As you are all probably aware, today is Valentine’s day! For those who may not be in the know, it is a holiday devoted to love and the expression of love! Pink and red hearts, delicious chocolates, heartfelt confessions, secret passions; today is the day for it all!

[Here he adjusts the device so it is sitting on the booth and you can see his outfit clearly, as he props up his chin with his hands and flashes the camera a coquettish grin.]

Now, some of us have a special someone to spend this beautiful day with, and that is wonderful! For those of Wonderland who aren’t so lucky and feeling down about not getting that special Valentine’s Day kiss- never fear, for your favorite star is here! Come on down to the gardens and, if the price is right, you’ll get to experience these luscious lips for yourself~!

[He’s certainly put on a shiny red lipstick for the occasion…]

The price is, of course, anything Valetine’s day themed that you think I will like! There’s no currency here, so regular money just won’t do darlings! Impress me with something really extravagant, and your kiss may be extra special!

I look forward to seeing you here, sweethearts! Bye for now!

[He blows a kiss for the camera and it switches off.]

((ooc: Feel free to respond to this post on the network, run into Mettaton in the gardens, or do both! His default kiss is going to be a chaste kiss on the cheek or lips depending on how your character wants and the thread goes, but if you want ~something more~, feel free to pm me or hit me up on plurk and we can hash it out! Kids are 100% welcome; he’s gonna kiss the heck out of those cheeks and foreheads!! Let’s have a lovely Valentine’s day, Wonderland! ♥))
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[This kid's been busy, it turns out. Very busy. It's Valentine's Day, as most everyone is in all likelihood well aware, and for the first few moments of the broadcast, they appear to be quite busy with something, tongue stuck between their teeth, brow furrowed with concentration.

Eventually they glance up, however, and hold up a simple heart cut out of red construction paper. They appear to have been in the process of drawing myriad swirls along the edges. They were going for something reminiscent of a lace pattern, but results are...inconclusive.]


If anyone needs valentines, I made... [A brief pause, and they duck out of sight, only to return with an armful of hearts of every color in the rainbow.] I, um, I have a lot extra.

[But that's just the first purpose of their broadcast. The second is something they've been hard at work on for some time. A combination of careful observation, idle speculation, and wheedling questions has yielded some interesting results, and it's about time those were documented.]

And there's something else, too.

[For a brief moment, they form a fingergun with their free hand, one maroon eye winking shut in a gesture that was, in all likelihood, meant to emerge as flirtatious but simply ends up comically overexaggerated. And then...then they upload the file.]


OFFICIAL WONDERLAND COUPLES

TORIEL + MISS SHEPARD = MOM SQUAD
JAMES + LILY = HAPPILY MARRIED
ALPHYS + UNDYNE = FISHY LOVE
METTATON + CARDBOARD CUTOUT OF HIMSELF = LOVE YOURSELF
QUEEN OF HEARTS + FINDING SOME CHILL = FROZEN HEART
DUCHESS + HER HEAD = BUSY NECKING
ALPHYS + STANFORD PINES = CHEMISTRY TOGETHER
HENRY MILLS + MABEL PINES = FAIRY TALES DO COME TRUE
SANS + A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP = SWEET DREAMING
KURT WELLER + JANE DOE = FORGOTTEN LOVE
FRISK + EVERYONE = THE FRIEND ZONE
ELENA GILBERT + DAMON SALVATORE = EPIC LOVE STORY
QUEEN OF HEARTS + THE DUCHESS = FEEL THE TENSION
BONNIE BENNETT + PETER PARKER = YOLKING AROUND
DIPPER PINES + CLEMENTINE = UNDEAD MYSTERIES
SARAH WELLER + RAY PALMER = SWEET SCIENCE

[And yes, they will very much be monitoring any and all chatter that goes on within, so they may update their couples list accordingly. Go hog wild, Wonderland.]

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Feb. 13th, 2017 10:29 pm
radiopalkiller: (he never learns)
[personal profile] radiopalkiller
Wonderland's worst feature are its events.

That's a pretty common thought, right? Only this place doesn't usually come up with events on its own. They're all just baggage it dredges up from our own worlds. When you look at it that way you could probably even make a case for Wonderland itself being pretty decent.

So here's a question: You've got the choice, go back to where you left off, or stay in Wonderland for good. Which one do you pick, and why?
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[personal profile] nascensibility
NOTICE:

I would like to submit a formal, if belated, apology to all those who were inconvenienced by our last event1. It was from my world and no doubt had a discombobulating effect. If there are lingering queries, please direct them to me in the archival room located in the west wing of the library, first floor.

In news that is more favourable but tangentially-related: I am interested in the temporal demographics of those in residence here, as it has been some time since I last conducted a survey of this nature. I am myself from the year 1935, but as I understand it this fits into a very specific timeline from a very specific world, and there are other worlds with differing dating systems and dimension-specific technological innovations. This is not a formal study, but a personal inquiry to satisfy curiosity.

As always, I can be found in the stacks unless the day is particularly fine.

-E. O’Connell













1Said event consisted of (likely foreign and uncomfortable) early-20th century clothing in unforgiving Sudanese desert climes, a hazardous oasis with irritable locals, and frequent aural and visual disorientation.
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As it appears to be customary for new arrivals, there are a few questions I'd like answered.

Is there a reason for there being so many mirrors outside of obvious aesthetic value?

Are the vendors trustworthy?

Has any headway been made in understanding the magic that brought us here and how it works? Or for that matter, the way this world works?

Does the world end at the trees and the ocean, or are we simply forbidden to venture beyond those points?

Does the term 'Holy Grail War' mean anything to any of you?


[ And of course, last but not least- ]

Is there a drink you would recommend to a new arrival?

Video

Dec. 26th, 2016 07:11 pm
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[personal profile] naughty_nurse
Um, h-hello... For those who don't know or who forgot me, my name is Mikan Tsumiki. I really hope we can all get a-along for a while.

I debated about saying this, but, I figured, it was better to be safe than sorry. There's a girl here from my world... her name's Ryoko. She's very nice! But now that there's two of us here, I was wondering... could that increase the odds of an event based on our memories? I-It seems to happen to a lot of people.

So, um! With that said! If you suddenly have memories of belonging to Hope's Peak Academy, it's not real!

... And if we wind up on an island where a black and white bear tries to make us kill each other in order to escape, please don't do that!
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[personal profile] uncaging
[As Elizabeth peers into the camera, it's obvious that she looks drawn and tired, but on closer inspection it would seem that her pallid face and puffy eyes come not from keeping awake and out of the other Wonderland, but because she's been crying.]

Booker DeWitt is gone. I waited on announcing it, I thought he might come back, but...

[She knew she'd just been trying to avoid accepting it, really. But in her heart of hearts she knew he hadn't just disappeared temporarily, like Rick had and like she's telling herself Dr Pines has done currently.]

Please, if there's one thing I can ask of you all, it's to never make promises you can't keep. They just hurt all the more when they're broken.

[She hurriedly turns off the feed before the tears start again.]
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[personal profile] transmutate
[There's a teenage boy staring at the camera for just a fraction too long before he starts to speak. Ed's a smart kid, and while he doesn't have any kind of phone remotely like this back home, he figured out how to use it pretty quickly. Still, he's done a lot more listening and watching and reading than actually communicating with other people through it. He wants to make sure he understands it fully before he uses it.

But he's ready now. Once he's satisfied that it's recording, he nods, then sits back.]


Hi. I'm Edward Elric. I'm an Alchemist. But from what I've heard, that doesn't mean anything to most of you. But even if you don't have alchemy, you do have science, right? What do the scientists of your worlds study?

[There, question posed successfully. He's mastered this fascinating device. He turns it off, and waits for people to reply.]
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[personal profile] forwearemany
 (They have researched the chemical workings, and they have experienced existence as an organic. And yet, this knowledge is insufficient.)

What is the significance of emotion?

(Why do they have them? Why are they so different without them? Their time in Quor'toth weighs on them. They do not understand.)
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[The video comes on to show Shepard's face, looking like she is a hairline trigger from 'irritated' to 'might rend something with her bare hands', but really, can best be described as 'done with her entire life, and looking into the camera like she's on the Office as demons scream behind her. In literal Hell'.]

Alright. This probably should've been expected out of this place eventually. But y'know what? Nope. Not doing this like we've done the last couple events. 'Mm just not.

[She pans the camera around to display her surroundings, about in the middle of the 'camp' they all seem to have been dumped in.]

No more divide and falter. If you can fight, and you don't want to sit here and deal with this crap anymore, meet me here in the next half an hour. I'm setting up patrols and watches until Wonderland remembers it's ass from it's head. No shame if you can't, complete shame if you won't.

[Usually she'd smile or do a mock salute, but she's just... she's just done. She's so fucking done.]

See you soon. Don't die.
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[personal profile] forwearemany

(It has been several days. They do not believe she will return.)

Creator Admiral Tali'Zorah vas Normandy is gone.

video;

Nov. 23rd, 2016 11:29 am
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[personal profile] thecourier
Gotta ask - whatcha gonna say is the weirdest thing you've ever seen? Discountin' all the freaky shit that happens here, anyways.

[He clears his throat. Dan's seen some weird stuff and coming here wasn't needed to classify it as weird. Even in the wastes, the kinds of trouble he gets himself into isn't anywhere close to normal.]

Fer me, it's gotta be my own brain floatin' in a jar. But, y'no. Ain't a competition. Jus' curiosity.
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[personal profile] krmvgivv
[SURPRISE. Wonderland’s favorite twins are back and their faces are on your devices, all smiles… Well, Mabel is all smiles, anyway. Dipper is smiling too, though, as usual, he looks a little more subdued. He's also got an entirely different hat than usual. It's Mabel that speaks first, though.]


So bad timing, Wonderland… Or maybe good timing, depending on how you wanna look at it, but Dipper and I were, like, just on a bus going back home to Piedmont, and then suddenly it’s all whaaaat. [she waves her hands in a mock pantomime of her mind being blown.]


Still pretty good to be back though. And, just in case you were sad and missed us while we were gone, I come bearing gifts! ...Technically, it’s a gift for the future, but Future You can thank me somehow. I know time travelers. We can make this happen.


[Dipper shifts forward, grinning.] We all know the worst part of Wonderland, right? The whole memory loss thing. [That and the not aging thing, but Dipper's feeling a little less bad about that than he was. They are growing up. Just… not too fast.]


Well, lucky for all of you, Mabel here is an expert at unerasing memories. [...is that a word? Dipper decides not to worry about it.] Her scrapbooks have literally fixed amnesia.


YUP! [she’s so proud of this, okay.] So I’m gonna be donating all my Wonderland scrapbooks to the gallery. That way if you ever feel like you’ve forgotten something or if you wanna see if one of your friends was here and you missed them or just wanna be reminded of all the times Wonderland isn’t being a jerk, you’ll have something to ease your mind. With sparkly gel pen descriptions! [she leans forward and whispers, conspiratorially] That’s the Mabel difference.


[Dipper raises a finger.] Also, for people whose eyes hurt when they look at things Mabel has written, I've been keeping a very thorough account of all my time here. Those will also be available in the library as I finish them.


[Mabel sticks her tongue out at him.] Neeerd.
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[personal profile] craterwave
Hey. [A woman with a shaved head, covered toe to tip in tattoos squats into view of the camera. She's actually wearing a shirt today, graciously.] Read your brochure. Got some feedback. If your intended audience doesn't have a clue what a fucking microwave does, just give 'em up as a lost cause. That's just sad.

Models here are real vintage, though. The whole place is. I see what you're going for, and, I gotta say, I really hate it.

Tell me someone around here's not just lying back and taking it from Wonderland, [she says the name with appropriate disdain and mocking,] and there are actually people trying to break out. I don't think I can take another second of this place. "Hey! Free room and board as long as you stay forever and give up all your memories!" Right. Like I'm really gonna take that.

Jack out. [She does a little mock salute and switches off the feed.]

[If anyone notices any fallen, destroyed trees in a path through the forest, uh, guilty. A couple hours later, Jack can be found wandering around on the grounds trying to find where she destroyed the trees earlier. It's like she was never there at all.

Experimentally, she clenches her fist, which starts to glow blue, and she punches another hole into a tree. She's gonna check that again later.
]
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So uh...it seems I owe y'all an apology.

[ Joel appears on the feed, looking sheepish. He scratches the back of his head, then drops his hand again. ]

Name's Joel. I'm the one who burned down your library. I guess you're used to people comin' through from different worlds. Mine's, uh...it's pretty bad. [ He sucks in a breath, then lets it out. ] Place I was at before I got pulled through, it was really bad.

[ Cannibals. There were cannibals. It was a whole thing. ]

So. Yeah. I set fire to your library, and I hurt a lot of people, and I'm sorry about that. There's, uh, too many to name here, and I don't know who most of y'all are anyway, but... [ He pauses, eyes flicking down to a scrap of paper in his hand. ] Miss...Evelyn. I'm sorry I ruined your library.

And...the guy I killed. Didn't catch your name, I'm afraid. As I understand it, death's not quite so permanent here. But I'll bet it still hurts like a bitch, and I'm sorry about that too.

[ For a moment, it seems like he's had his say. But then his expression changes a little, shoulders firming up a little and eyes going hard. ]

One more thing. This is all on me. You got an issue with me, that's fine. I understand. But anyone tryin' to take it out on Ellie, make her feel scared, makin' her upset...you'll regret that. Trust me on that one.

That's all.

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Oct. 17th, 2016 10:29 am
onetwentythree: pb; michael fassbender (facepalm)
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Jesus.

Hell.

Elizabeth? Elizabeth!?

[Booker mumbled off camera for a bit until the device was picked up, and nearly dropped out of shock upon seeing himself on the small screen. He figured it was some sort of lady's compact mirror... with typewriter keys. He was more concerned about the gash on his forehead and the current nosebleed he was sporting. He touched two fingers to the bleeding wound, allowing himself to can the macho act for just a moment to whimper like a baby. This job was going from bad to worse.]

Great. At least we're away from that mechanical menace.

[He lifted an arm to wipe the blood away with a sleeve, inspecting the source of it, that's when he noticed the words ‘recording’ flashing in the corner of the screen.]

Recording…? Recording what? Hey, just so we're clear. I ain't paying for this moving pictures thing.

Uh, hello? I’m looking for a girl. [He felt like a moron for talking to a moving picture.] Brunette, blue skirt. Long hair- tied up in a ribbon. No, that’s wrong. Short hair. She just cut it. Goes by the name Elizabeth...?

This is ridiculous. No one is going to hear this.

[He pockets the device as it's still recording, catching a rather colorful monologue as he heads towards what he believes is civilization.]
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Greetings. I am Legion, a terminal of the Geth.

During the event, I encountered several individuals I had not met previously. As the nature of the event may make it difficult to identify those with whom I interacted, I would appreciate they identify themselves.

In addition, I am curious about efforts to research and document the properties of this location.

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