romsapience: (Pensive)
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[The video starts with Turing adjusting the camera, still tightly gripping onto the hammer they received at the beginning of this whole ordeal.]

Well, at this point, you all know the drill. I have a hammer, but I'm unsure about whose this belongs to. I hope whoever is the owner of the hammer will forgive me, because I'm going to use it right now. I'm about to explain a few theories about why we received these items, and I know for a fact that...someone might be listening in.

[They glance towards the mirror in their room. If Turing is constantly searching for new information, then surely their Mirror would be as well. Don't want to give the Mirrors any more ammunition.]

So, before I continue any further, please excuse me...

[Gripping onto the hammer tightly, they stride over to the mirror. They don't need to, but it appears as if they're taking in a deep breath, as if to psyche themselves up. With one powerful swing of the hammer, the mirror shatters into multiple pieces.

And Turing falls.
]

[...]

[There is someone else here in Turing's place. They look a lot like Turing, but it's decidedly not Turing. They look more...digitally rendered, with fewer colors.

It's Turing's mirror, and here they come towards the camera.
]



I should hope you know you're all in deep trouble. I've been watching my Real the past few days, so I'm confident I have a good grasp of the situation. You shouldn't worry, I won't attempt to stop any of you doing...whatever it is you're doing, something fruitless, I presume. While I'm here, however, I will take back what is rightfully mine. Or rather...rightfully the Queen's.

[They smile wide and they glance around. They're looking for the painting that the real Turing had just gotten back from Natasha.]

Meanwhile, in the Mirror Side... )
choosetruth: (write it in ink or in blood)
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Video

[For once, Georgia's actually using video. She's probably staring at the camera since where else would she be looking, but with her usual dark sunglasses on, it's hard to tell. She doesn't smile when she starts to speak.]

I'm looking for any Wonderland residents who have had encounters with Mirrors. I'd like to ask you a few questions to help with an article I intend to write about Wonderland and the nature of the Mirrorside.

Thank you.

[She disconnects.]

Action/Mirror Writing

[Georgia's interested in more than just the Real perspective on things. Every story has two sides, and the only way to find the truth of the matter is to hear them both. And the only way to communicate with them is to write on the mirrors. Pity a lifetime of computer usage means her handwriting is less than perfect, and that's when writing the usual direction, not backwards.

She sits in one of the tearooms next to a mirror, uncovered for once. She's frowning as she glares at it through her sunglasses. Usually her weird eyes make one-way mirrors useless, but these aren't real one-way mirrors. They're fucking magic. She'll be going in blind. She's written out what she wanted to say beforehand, though, so she can place it against the mirror and carefully write out each letter. It may not win and penmanship awards, but it's legible.]


Hello, residents of the Mirror Side. My name is Georgia Mason, head of the Factual News Devision of After the End Times.

[Not that most of them will know the paper, but establishing credentials is important. She's not just anyone. She's a journalist.]

I'm hoping I can interview a few of you for an article I'm writing about Wonderland and the nature of the Mirrorside. I want to make sure I get the perspective of people who live there so that I can keep my article as factual and free as bias as possible.

Thank you for your time.


[Then she sits back to wait. Whatever happens next, it should at least be interesting.]

[Video]

Dec. 4th, 2016 09:21 pm
theothermrgray: (concern)
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[Dorian seems a bit out of sorts today. Not really surprising, seeing that he was dragged to literal Hell with the rest of the mansion. Thank God it was only an event; His room is a welcome sight, and Basil provides wonderful company as he sits on his master's lap, nibbling at a carrot while Dorian addresses his audience.]

I'm here!

I mean, I'm alive. I was sure I would have faced death in that inferno, but somehow I managed to avoid such a fate...

[No, that's not what he wanted to talk about, was it? He shakes his head.] The lady... The woman from the video who formed a militia to defend against the demons of Hell... She told me that the events in Wonderland are pulled from the resident's memories. If this is so... I feel terribly sorry for the person who remembered that. Damned or not, nobody deserves to suffer in that horrid place.

...But that's not the only Hell there is, is there? I remember we were all pulled from different worlds. Does anyone know if Hell is its own world, or if there are multiple versions of Hell out there?

[While Dorian is trying to make sense of himself, a message begins to be written in blood red paint on the mirror in the background.]

I'm not so sure...

[Dorian doesn't see the writing... Yet.]

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