choosetruth: (who did not follow through)
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The Mirrors are watching us. This is common knowledge, one of the first things we tell newcomers. There is another Wonderland through the looking glass, and it's inhabited by the doppelgangers we call Mirrors. Calling them our "evil twins" would be an oversimplification, both because not everyone on this side would qualify as the "good twin," and because while these individuals are supposed to be our reflection and, in some ways, our opposites, that doesn't mean they're evil. Like us, they are complicated individuals and generalizations cannot capture all of them. They serve the Queen of Hearts, and the influence she has on the Mirrors cannot be understated. For one thing, she's their maker, though the Red Queen claims they would exist even without the Queen of Hearts' help. If they piss her off, she can also "unmake" them.

Sounds nice and bloodless when you put it like that, doesn't it? Well, take it from an artificial, imperfect copy with implanted memories that never really happened to me. I was made by mad science, not Wonderland magic, and I lived under threat of being "decommissioned," not "unmade," but the differences are negligible. It’s a pretty word for murder and a reminder that you're replaceable.

If the gun to their heads isn't enough, the Queen manipulates and lies to the Mirrors. She sets them at each other's throats, and she sets them against us. Wirt's Mirror carries a lantern with him constantly. He was convinced by the Queen that it held his brother. We examined it together and quickly proved that it actually contained some material tied to Mirror Wirt himself. It never had anything to do with his brother at all.

It's a lot of effort that shouldn't be necessary if she's as capable of instilling loyalty as she insists she is. She has their loyalty and fear, but their free will is their own. That's why she has to keep them divided. That's why she lies. And that's why instead of fearing the Mirrors, instead of bending to the Queen's wishes and being enemies, we need to become allies. We're all prisoners of Wonderland, whether we originated here or not.

Many of you may remember the portal incident from last year, when Leo Fitz and Cisco Ramon used a combination of technology and metahuman power to break through to the Mirror side. It was the first successful, intentional breach by a Real in recorded Wonderland history, and it happened because they consulted with Mirrors. Granted, the Mirrors in question were manipulating and lying to Fitz and Ramon, and the results of that experiment were in many ways disastrous. But this does not have to be how it is. Imagine what we could accomplish in a good faith partnership between Mirrors and Reals. We need to find a way to break the Queen's hold, both because it is the right thing to do and because it may be the only way we can take control.

A young Mirror once accused me of wishing death on the Mirrors because of the title of my zine. Shattered Mirror does have a violent sound to it. I can understand where she got that, but it was never my intention. I named my zine the Shattered Mirror because I want to destroy the barriers between us. We will never achieve anything if we continue to behave as they expect us to behave. Break the glass. It's time to rise.


Mirror Writing

[As usual, Georgia makes sure to leave copies within reach of the glass so that any interested Mirrors can snag a copy without actually crossing over and disobeying the Queen. Unlike usual, she very intentionally tugs down the curtain that normally covers her office Mirror. In big, bold, backwards letters she write ƧTͶƎMMOƆ next to a taped up copy of the article. Then she sits and waits.]
radiopalkiller: (now I just need a helicopter...)
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1. TEXT

Who caught the announcement for that one? Because in case you haven't had a chance to admire the view, we're in the middle of nowhere, and as far as I can tell this wasn't part of the schedule.

2. MIRROR WRITING, ENTRANCE HALL

[ The Jabberwock's disappearance took everybody else's incentive with it, or so it feels to him these days. In the aftermath he worries more than people did before, but it doesn't seem like he'll have all that much company with his concerns this time around. How he can go about changing that is a question for another day. First it's time to investigate.

He goes where his message will be seen, inevitably by his side, but more importantly by the other. His distaste for the inquiry is palpable, but there are only so many options he's got on short notice. He lifts a black marker, and finds the letters ordering themselves effortlessly... as he suspected they would.
]

.ᐴ⅃AT OT 555 / 5 OT ƎMOƆ .ИAƆ UOY ᖷI ,TI M⅃Iᖷ .ЯAƎH ЯO ƎƎƧ UOY ᎮИIHTYЯƎVƎ ƎM ⅃⅃ƎT .ƎM ЯOᖷ ƎЯOƆ ƎHT ИO ᐴƆƎHƆ OT YᗡOᙠƎMOƧ ᗡƎƎИ I

[ He pens down the message on the entrance hall mirror, and leaves shortly afterwards. He expects objections, follow-up questions, and unsolicited conversations to boot, but those can be held on the fifth floor, in the semi-privacy of his designated room. ]

3. ACTION, FIFTH FLOOR - ROOM 555

[ Short of not feeling like standing around in the entrance hall Philip didn't exactly make a big secret of his location. He'll spend most of the day there, waiting. Inevitably available for visitors and contacts, should anybody from either side of the looking-glass be curious about the message. ]
recitings: (Smirky McSmirkface)
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[Fellow mirrors, behold a friendly-looking man in red at one of the tea rooms with a full tea time setting laid out before him-- lots of little finger foods and the like. He doesn't care what the time is, though. He does what he wants. You might have seen him as that one real thing who got murdered by Yousuke on the chess board, or if you were fortunate enough to meet him through the mirror, you might somehow recognize him as the man once disguised as "G".

In any case, he seems the very opposite of his real self: open, seemingly friendly, and at the same time very shameless. And he punctuates this by propping up his legs on the plush chair right across from him.]


Quite the place my opposite's been enjoying for a while-- not as if he was enjoying it at all. It's almost a pity that we only have a week to spend here. I, for one, would truly love to take his place here and enjoy all this permanently.

I guess it can't be helped, then. If we have but a week, might as well enjoy it to the fullest! Ah, but where are my manners? I'm very certain you all don't know me yet. While my opposite would much rather go into hiding, I'll let you all know clearly who I am: I'm Genesis Rhapsodos, former rebel leader, now a dedicated soldier to her majesty.

Come have tea with me. Or booze. Whatever's good and whatever you're up for. I'd like to get to know you all, too. We could be friends.

[And there's a little slyness at the end of his speech there. There's really no telling what he means by that, or if he truly genuinely wants to make friends.]
mausetitolemy: (turned up nose)
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[Someone is dressed to impress today - or rather, dressed to stand out amidst the other entries you might see on the network.

She has every reason to, of course. With a twenty-four hour hallpass to the real side, Nefertiri isn't taking any chances.
]

has anybody seen that girl? )

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