2nd π | video | The Narration Doffs His Cap

Jun. 1st, 2014 09:15 pm
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[It has now been forty-eight days, thirteen hours, twenty-two minutes and nine-point-five seconds since Ned first arrived in Wonderland. Over a single month but under two, long enough for him to conclude that the majority of the population (many of whom were very explanatory, for which he is eternally grateful) are correct and that there does not appear to be any visible exit.

Disappointed and disheartened by this revelation, Ned continues to do what he does best: make pies.

He also undertakes a small announcement, which is laughable if only because he was never an exceptional public speaker and often preferred to shrink into the background where no one would see him.]

Uhhh. Hi! I'm...Ned, erm. Some of you...probably know who I am, I'm the one who bakes the pies up in the diner.

[Were there crickets in the kitchen of The Rabbit Hole Diner, they would chirp.]

...A-Anyway, all of the initial help was, ah, greatly appreciated, and I thought I'd just mention that back home, my restaurant had a delivery service. [A beat.] ...for pies. So, in the spirit of home-cooked, all-American baked goods, I'm gonna do that. Here. A delivery service for pies.

[The feed gets blurry for a second while he checks something on his communicator before setting it back down.]

I've set up an answering machine for messages if you want to leave a request. So...I'll just...get back to baking...

[Almost surreptitiously, he starts to slide out of frame before bolting back in and-]

...Aaaalthough I did have one more question, and this is for anyone, really, is it common for events to make you feel all funny? Not funny as in "ha ha," funny as in "maybe I shouldn't have eaten those questionable-looking oysters for dinner?"

Just. Curious.

Thanks.
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May. 28th, 2014 03:18 pm
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[Are you sick of his face yet, Wonderland? Well, you might as well get used to it, because you're far more likely to catch him here than in person. But at least this time there's more of a point to this than piglets or sassing the crowd. It's something he's been mulling over for a few days, and Sam's post about classes (and other things) has finally spurred him into action.]

Okay, so I've been thinking about this a lot lately, and I've dug around and haven't found what I'm looking for, so I'm looking to you guys to kind of...Help me compile a few things.

[He leans back in his chair, lacing his fingers together over his middle.]

Now I'm sure by now, we've all heard the story of how the Jabberwocky is supposed to show up at some point in the relatively near future - because let's be honest with each other, folks, five years isn't that long, and I can't give you an ETA on when I can get us out of here, just that I can - and that doesn't leave us a whole lot of time. Now, I know I wasn't here when the message was delivered, but you guys have been pretty great at giving me an idea of what we can expect. And I know there's some dissent among the crowd here about whether that's still going to happen or not, but just. Let me run this by you.

Thanks to all of that, I've put together a few ideas, and I'm curious about who might be on board. Because ultimately, it's going to take every last one of us to make it work. So consider this me putting out my feelers for how you guys feel about it.

One, we should probably start weaning ourselves off the closets of this place. Stockpile what we can't make ourselves at first, use those greenhouses for more than just a landmark, maybe. I know there's stuff out there now, but it might be good to start looking into things that go beyond being pretty decorations. Start looking into food crops, medicinal plants, that kind of thing. I know cold turkey's not an option, but on the whole, whether this Jabberwocky really shows up or not, it might be better as a whole if we stop relying on "magic" - [He uses finger quotes.] To do everything. And we should probably think about giving this place a different power source. I don't know what's running the electricity and everything now, but I've got some better ideas for that.

Two, there's a list of classes - which is highly informative, actually, I didn't think you guys had anything like that - but no kind of guide for who can do what here. Basic things, because while we don't age, we can get sick, we can die, we need haircuts...You get the idea. So what I'm asking is, if you have a basic skill like that, no matter what it is, let me know. I'm gonna be putting it together, so it can be in that updated pamphlet you've heard Pepper talk about working on. I know people drift in and out of here, and that's fine, because editing isn't that big of a deal. That way people don't have to take a blind stab in the dark for what they're looking for, and have a list right there ready.

And...I guess that's it. Everything I had on my list for now, anyway. If you have anything you wanna add, let me know, because I fully admit I've still got the new car smell here, and this was just stuff that happened to occur to me talking to you guys.

[ADDENDUM TO THE ORIGINAL BROADCAST:]
By the way. My birthday's tomorrow. Feel free to direct all gifts you plan to shower me with to Miss Pepper Potts. She knows what to do with them.

[Because clearly Tony's birthday is the most important part of anything ever. Stark parties are legendary.]

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❧ Entry No.3 | action + video

May. 13th, 2014 05:46 pm
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[ Before the video, Hannibal is cleaning up after himself in the kitchen when he hears the patter of tiny feet. Four of them to be exact, lacking the definitive sound of scratching on tiles that comes with claws. Not a mouse or a rat then. Neither would be welcome in his kitchen (and it is his kitchen now, as far as he's concerned). He looks down at floor beneath the corner of the counter when the patter stops, and is eye to eye with a small rust-red piglet. A wild boar piglet from the look of it. He puts down his sponge and picks the little creature up, placing it down on the counter. He checks it's skin for lumps and abnormalities, lifts its feet, gives it a nice and proper check up as it snuffles at him.

Should anyone come into the kitchen they would find him there, or perhaps in the hall later with said pig comfortably under one arm.

But then there is a video.

When the connection is made, he is comfortable in his own room. A pen sits in one hand with a notebook underneath it, column titles written in elegant script. His demeanor presented to the network remains generally pleasant, but he makes no real effort to let it reach his eyes. Not a blatant reveal of the man behind the human-suit, but merely an entirely normal display of a psychiatrist keeping his private life private as opposed to leaking out through his irises.

Should anyone choose to look beyond him, they might see a small doggy bed, with a piglet curled up asleep upon it. ]

Good evening Wonderland. After much consideration, I've decided that I will be offering my services as a psychiatrist to the general public of Wonderland. I reserve the right to refuse any clients as a private practitioner, but consider my hours open by appointment.

PRIVATE TO ABIGAIL HOBBS

Abigail, I would like you to come and see me when you have a moment.

PRIVATE TO WILL GRAHAM

Should I schedule us for our old time-slot or are you still set on avoiding my company and my help?

PRIVATE TO GEORGE LASS

If you are still interested in making an appointment, now would be the time.
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text; Ahh, come feel the rain.

Apr. 26th, 2014 08:05 pm
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[It's been a while, hasn't it, Wonderland. Tom doesn't have the balls to approach the network any way other than text. He doesn't want to show his face. He doesn't even want to do this but it's only fair to post a public warning. This is stupid, asking for trouble, he knows. But. Well. Event.]


This is a public notice.

I've relocated to the 1st floor. I'll try to stay out of your way.

For what it's worth, I'm so sorry. If it were up to me I'd disappear completely, but it's not fair to any of you to be in the clinic.

I've never been a man of words but sorry doesn't even to begin to express what I am. Sick, maybe. Sick and without any way to make amends for it. My future self could have prevented this and I can't pretend to understand why he didn't.

But what I know for sure is that I am not dangerous.


[Tom has relocated to room 025 on the first floor. He will be spending most of his time trying to avoid every living being but if you're after a confrontation or just curious to meet Wonderland's resident nutjob, he's there.]

( A PRAYER )
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[ 002 | Video ]

Feb. 17th, 2014 08:36 am
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I need everyone to listen closely.

[It's unusual for Angel to show his face on the network, especially if it comes to leaving a message of his own. He'll reply to people here and there, but largely, he doesn't think it's worth the effort -- phones being the invention of a bored warlock and all.

But this is different. This is urgent, and it's written all over his face, his jaw squared and his mouth set in a hard line, tense.]

Your pal Tom that started warning people over the network, apologizing for this creep from his world? Don't trust him. In fact, stay as far away from him as you can -- lock yourselves in, do whatever you have to do, but do it immediately. He's the one responsible for these murders.

[He hadn't been sure at first. He'd smelled the blood of more than one of the victims on Tom when they'd gone to investigate one of the more recent crime scenes together, but it hadn't been enough to go on -- Tom could have just gone to two or three different sites to help handle the aftermath and picked it up that way -- but then Angel himself had gone to each and every point of discovery. Every one.

And at each one, he caught the same scent. None of them belonged to this 'Harry Warden,' but each and every trail lead back to the same place.

He hadn't wanted to believe it at first, thought he had to have been mistaken, but his senses had never lead him wrong before now. People were surprising where demons and other vampires were predictable. Angel expected better from humans, admired humanity for what it was -- there were always bad apples, but even after two and a half centuries, he wasn't used to them coming in mild-mannered packages like Tom Hanniger.

Just goes to show. And yet, something about it still didn't sit right with him, like it couldn't possibly be as cut and dry as Tom lying, but there's no time for him to try and pick that apart now. What matters is keeping people away from him, getting Tom contained somehow and keeping him from doing any more harm than he already has.]

Every one of these crimes leads back to him. There is no Harry Warden, that story is nothing but a decoy.

Do not try to go after him on your own. He might be human, but that means he's unpredictable-- this guys is killing like he's got nothing to lose. Get yourselves somewhere safe, each and every one of you. Arm yourselves if you have to, just in case.

This will be over soon. I promise.

[He plans to see to that personally.]
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[VIDEO]

Feb. 14th, 2014 07:52 pm
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[Hi Wonderland. It's been a while, huh. Last time Tom was on the network he wasn't quite himself. This time? He very much is. He looks tired and word and pissed, and so addresses the network frankly and with regret.

It's a moment before he's able to speak, worrying his bottom lip. He really, really hates this.]

These murders... shit [He drags a hand through his hair and over his face, having to resettle before he can go on.]

I'm so sorry. He's from my world. This event is mine.

His name is Harry Warden. He..uh. None of you know this and why would you, but I own a coal mine in Harmony, Pennsylvania. Harry was a foreman working for my father when I was a kid..there was a collapse and his team was stuck underground on Valentine's Day, 1998.

By the time emergency services got down there, everyone was dead but Harry and it wasn't because of the collapse. He killed them to conserve his own air but fell into a coma...when he woke up...literally a year later he..I don't know. I guess he wanted revenge for the collapse and stalked back to the mine killin' anyone that got in his way. A whole mess of kids died that night, hospital staff, innocent...good people. Friends of mine...

My town, my people. His evil is here because of me and there're no words I can say to apologize for it.

But we can end this. Harry is human. He is in my world, anyway.

I saw him take a full magazine and keep going but there are more of us and we're all armed.

If you see him, run. Shoot and run. Don't let him get close to you.

..

Guys, I didn't... I'm so sorry.
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Feb. 13th, 2014 05:27 pm
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[Dean's hands are covered in blood. Some of it flecks his temple like freckles. His eyes are hard and jaw is set when he addresses the network.]

Charlie's dead. She's not the only one. Sam's been attacked, and people are dropping like flies. Whoever did this...

[His voice drops an octave, and his head dips forward intently. A lip curls dangerously.]

I will find you, and when I do, I'm gonna put a bullet in you.

[It's a promise, and he lets it hang a moment before moving on.]

Everyone else, travel in pairs. Lock your doors. Stay away from underpopulated areas, and carry a weapon with you at all times. If you see anything, anything, you call. Network, me, Blake, Cas, anyone. False alarm or no, it doesn't matter.

Stay safe.

[Private text to resistance members:]

We're doubling patrols. I want two pairs of two sweeping at all times until we figure out what in the hell's going on.
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Dec. 19th, 2013 07:00 pm
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Goodness! I've never seen something so curious in all my life!

[And on the camera is Alice, adorably bundled up in the snow and reaching out to touch one of the breaks in the air. It sparks right in front of her...well, where her eyes should be, and she giggles. It didn't hurt and it was such a strange and odd little thing. But then, she looks a bit thoughtful.]

Hm, well. Actually, I have seen something like it once before. I was a different person then though, much different. I think I was about three and a half inches taller, and I was much more royal back then.

[It's true – it was even at Christmas time too! These little rifts in the air are very, very familiar. She reaches out and touches one again and it sparks.]

It's very curious anyhow though. I wonder why they don't go anywhere? A hole ought to go somewhere if it's going to be floating about that way. But, hm. Perhaps it just hasn't cracked quite enough...that's for the best though. What a mess that was...

[It'd been so hard to clean up. She doesn't envy the current Queens one bit.]

Everything is strange lately! Some of you very much aren't yourselves. Or, maybe it's more accurate to say you're too much yourselves. Far too much! Far too much and too far away...whatever are you doing here?

Well, in any case, you've made it just in time for the holidays! You've timed it all impressively well, and all of you ought to be applauded for it.

[And she smiles, and claps her gloved hands. Good job! Congratulations!

The post suddenly ends there though, and if one recognizes where she was on the grounds, they will not find her there anymore. However, she will answer all replies to her message. ♥]
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6th Bad Idea [Joint Video w/ Tom Hanniger]

Dec. 15th, 2013 09:09 pm
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( This takes place on the second day, during the early Morning. December the 16th. It's being posted now since some of us live in bizarro future timezones (lookin' at Andi). Depending on mun availability and what's in character or not, you'll get tags from either me or Andi (Tom). If you have a preference make it known in the tag somehow, being by addressing or tagging it in the subject lines. )

[ The video feed flicks on to show two familiar but also unfamiliar residents of Wonderland. They're dressed like they've just been plucked from a war (and they have.), both donning a number of visible and not so visible weapons - worn over heavy tactical gear. Angels, or indeed anyone with great perception, might be able to tell that they're not exactly in the right time, but there's more important business to get to.

Isaac doesn't speak, he lets Tom do that, because that's what he's better at, being the social one. That's a bit odd, isn't it? When did they become close enough to simply exchange looks and seem to know what the other is thinking? Also when did Isaac's hair get so dang long and curly? It's not the same doe eyed boy who had been asking about angels and demons. When was Tom so sure of himself? When did he adopt the stance of a warrior? If he was already too easily confused with present Dean than this Tom is even more similar. Something about the shadow resting just behind his eyes and the tight clench of his jaw. Still, a familiar but weathered green hoodie is poking up form under his chest piece.

Tom addresses the network with an easy confidence he is most certainly not currently known for, shifting his weight slightly and crossing one leg over the other so that one armored foot rests on the opposite armored knee. He looks hard, tired but sharp. ]

Alright, first thing's first I need to know who else is on this mission. Sound off if you know what's up.

Secondly, I think we've all figured out by now that something weird has happened. Not that it's anything new, but from what we've gathered, Wonderland doesn't usually fuck with it's own timeline.

[He takes a small, pregnant pause and glances at Isaac. Where do you even begin? But he does, and when he speaks it is with authority and a deadly seriousness.]

We think we're here as a warning so I need everyone to listen up and listen up good. In two years time, the Jabberwocky will return to Wonderland. It will destroy everything and you will not be able to defeat it.

The closets will run dry and the mirrors will break. By year five of the war the magic will stop. People will die and they won't come back.

[Go on, take a moment to process that. The gravity of his message. Everyone is going to die.]

Our only hope of fighting the Jabberwocky disappeared with The Duchess and the Vorpal sword.

We think we were sent here with what is left of Wonderland's power. To keep this from happening, or to prepare you in case it does.

I need any and all information pertaining to either the Duchess or the Vorpal sword. I need you all to stay calm but get ready.

[He takes a breath, tongue poked up to rest behind his front teeth.]

War is coming.

[When Tom stops talking is when Isaac chimes in, naturally. It's clear that they've worked alongside each other before and from the ease of it, it seems like they might even be used to it. ]

If there are any original residents of Wonderland around, contact us, immediately. [ There's an odd forcefulness to his voice, but this is a matter of life and death, and he's to the point he'll kill countless people to keep the future from happening - kindness is overrated at the moment.

This has to be some form of last ditch effort by Wonderland to save itself. Why it had chosen them? He's not sure, but he's not going to let it be in vain. ]
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Dec. 6th, 2013 01:27 pm
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So.

[Hi Wonderland, him again. Tom is sitting back a few feet leaning into the camera. It's a tight frame but you can see the strap of his sling still present over his left shoulder, right arm securely nestled in it's little hammock. Contrary to the oddly cheery, community building posts he seems to be known for, this is about information. Someone just got a little clued in and he wants to know more. And since everyone talks over these god damn things it's the best place to start. No beating around the bush.]

Who has been in Wonderland the longest? I mean, who knows the most about it, who are the experts?

I'd like to ask you a few things.

[He hesitates for a moment, clenching his jaw and looks as though he's about to speak again but decides to leave it save for a short nod and a-]

Thanks.
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02 | Audio

Dec. 4th, 2013 08:46 am
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[When the feed starts up, Peter sounds tired, but other than that, there's nothing remarkable about this. He'd rather not use the network but he figures a short announcement won't hurt.]

I think some of you here are friends with Claire Bennet.

[He paused then, debating about inserting a description, in case anyone needed it. But "short with long blonde hair" wasn't that illuminating either. So he left that part out and continued.]

Well, this is just to let you all know that it looks like she's gone home.

[At least, that's what he took her empty room to mean. Unless, of course, she met her end during the zombie invasion, but that just didn't feel like a comforting alternative.]
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001 } and i just don't feel i was born to walk in a line } voice / action

Nov. 18th, 2013 12:16 pm
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Are you listening? She'll find the co-ordinates, they're coming soon. Constellations are wrong but that could be a trick, smoke and mirrors designed to hide the truth. Where are we? Where am I?

[ A.K.A hello Wonderland, River Tam has returned - shame she doesn't remember a thing. there's some fumbling around with the device that feels bulky and foreign in her hands, and finally she just drops it on the floor. ]

Think I'll go quietly, huàidàn, thinking wrong so wrong. She won't- I won't. Just need the coordinates, it's time to go home.

[ and with that, it's not long before she figures out how to cut the feed. ]

[ during the transmission and after, she can be found wandering through various parts of the mansion and grounds with a cautious, worried look on her face. she makes quite a sight really, with blood splatters on her hair, and dress, and some oddly medieval looking weapons being dragged along with her. they're hung uselessly, non-threateningly at her side but still very much present as she tries to make sense of what is going on. ]
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63. [video/action if you want it]

Nov. 12th, 2013 04:14 am
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[Santana's in the music room, because it provides the best acoustics and is also where all the Glee-magic is kept.]

Okay, listen up. I think it's pretty clear that glee club's never gonna be a thing here again. [This makes her a little sad, but she's hiding that.] Which is cool, whatever, considering we all keep dying or almost dying. I get it.

But as stupid as this sounds, I also get that singing is a pretty great way to, I dunno, deal with shit sometimes. And I'm a star, so singing to myself in my room is getting kind of old.

[She smiles the smile of someone that knows they are awesome and you will all deal.]

So. Consider yourself lucky, cause you're getting a free performance.

[And with that, the music starts seemingly out of nowhere, and she sings. It probably loses a little of its ~perfection~ through the devices, and would really be better seen in person, but what can you do. She still sounds great. So love her, dammit.]
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[ 005 | Video/Action ]

Oct. 30th, 2013 03:52 pm
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[Jo looks panicked when she addresses the network, though it's that very forcibly restrained sort of panic that she's known for displaying in stressful situations. She learned a long time ago that fear is not necessarily a bad thing; it keeps you sharp, and sometimes it's smart to be scared -- like now. So long as you don't let it get the better of you, fear can be used to your advantage. She's not expecting any opportunities to weaponize it during this particular event, but it has given her the presence of mind to wrestle back control from her mirror long enough to put out a warning.]

I probably don't have a lot of time, but if you see me, turn in the other direction immediately. Get behind closed doors, line the door and any windows with salt, throw holy water at me, whatever you have to do. I'm fighting her as hard as I can, but I can't keep her back forever. Whatever you do, avoid--

[She stops suddenly, any and all trace of panic or distress ebbing away as though they'd never been there in the first place. Instead, she smiles, slow and menacing while at the same time just a little too cheerful and self-satisfied.]

Awfully rude, isn't she? Don't pay attention to her. I promise, I'm more fun than she'll ever be.

[[OOC: Replies will come from [personal profile] lightgunhustler and [personal profile] stayedhome! This post will be serving as a catch-all for Jo for the event. Whether video or action, please specify if you'd like regular or mirror Jo! For action, she is available to be encountered anywhere in the mansion or grounds on anytime between now and the end of the event, just let me know when and where you want to run into her if you do.]]
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[Video]

Oct. 14th, 2013 12:10 am
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[Shock and awe, Wonderland. Tom has been here for how long and this is his first time on the network unaffected by an event. But anyone who knows him knows he hates the friggin' thing. Or, more to the point, just really doesn't like drawing too much attention to himself.

But hey. He's happy for once in a very long time. He's in love! And instead of jumping around on someone's couch or screaming from the roof tops, he's sitting outside the back of the house with a power saw, a generator, and a stack of timbers that he has lugged from the closest closet.

A lot of you he hasn't met but you might remember him proposing a football game a months or so back, but he wasn't feeling quite himself then. Living alternative lives and all that.]

Was thinking about doing some work out here. Idle hands and all that.

[It's a beautiful autumn day, guys. Come out and do something constructive.]

Could use some help to get the walls up. Not like we've got much else to do.
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[ 004 | Action/Text/Catch-All Post ]

Sep. 7th, 2013 04:16 pm
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[Perhaps the most jarring thing about this event, for Jo at least, is the fact that the mansion has become something else entirely, leaving her without a safe or at least familiar place to bunker down. That said, this isn't exactly the type of event one wants to sit still for. That only makes you an easy target. Instead, she opts to stay mobile, though she's stuck without the security of being well-armed this time around, having set all of her knives aside on the nightstand before everything changed overnight. That's an unfortunate setback, but if it comes down to protecting herself, she knows enough to be able to be resourceful and make due.

Anyone who happens to spot her as she makes her way through the hallways might notice that she seems jumpier than usual, on-edge and alert whenever she passes someone. After some investigation, it's become clear to her that they're locked in without any viable escape route, and so she's turned her attention to investigating the school itself instead, spending a fair amount of the afternoon in the library before heading to the gymnasium in search of anything that might possibly make a decent weapon in a pinch. Despite her desire to avoid places where people might gather, hunger eventually wins out and she makes her way to the cafeteria, wary and still unarmed.]

( Private to Castiel )

( Private to Tom Hanniger )

( Private to James Potter )

[[ooc: Jo can be found at various locations in the school throughout the event and will be keeping a close eye on the network, so if anyone wishes to run into her or otherwise contact her at any time during the event, feel free to use this post to do so!]]
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005. [video]

Sep. 4th, 2013 03:54 pm
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[ Oh hi, Wonderland. You've got a demon with a mission on your screen right now. One with newly dyed brown hair! Not only that, but she looks like she's up to no good.

Not that it's much different than normal, but there's this knowing smirk on her face that does not bode well for anyone. ]

I'm on the hunt for someone. Maybe one of you can point me in his direction. [ She's in her room, just hanging out and doing what demons do in their bored time - which is harass people. She's witnessed some interesting things around the mansion these past few weeks, and she wants to get to the bottom of it all.

Part of it's pure curiosity, and a larger part is for purposes. Ones that relate to possible harassment and (not physical she swears!) torture of a person or three who live right there in the mansion. ]

Can't give you a picture, but he's hard to miss. Standing about six feet tall, looks a lot like a certain Dean Winchester we've got running around these halls. [ There's a pause, and her right eyebrow hitches up just the slightest. ] He dresses a little less like a lumberjack, so it should be easy to tell them apart.

[ She'll wiggle her fingers at the screen in goodbye and shut off the video. Now it's just a matter of sitting back and letting Mystery Dean Twin come to her. ]
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001 [Video]

Aug. 16th, 2013 10:37 pm
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[Hi Wonderland. This is Tom. Some of you may have met him, most of you will mistake him for someone else, and while he's not the social type something about today is just different. Anyone he's spent some time with will notice he's in good spirits. Playful, even.

The video springs to life, and he stares down the barrel with a goofy smile. He's outside somewhere, crouched down in the grass. And while he would normally avoid the network at all costs, he has a very important question for all of you: ]

So. The weather's nice. We're not going anywhere soon. Who wants to play football?
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[ 003 | Video/Action/Private Texts ]

Aug. 6th, 2013 09:56 am
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[When Jo addresses the network, she doesn't appear to be nearly as friendly or in good spirits as she usually does. Considering all that's happened the past few days, it's to be expected. She looks exhausted, worn thin, her eyes red as though she's been crying recently, but she forces a smile for the camera all the same. It's only partially successful, coming out tight and grim rather than truly genuine.]

And here I thought the last month had already been tough. Looks like Wonderland is hellbent on outdoing itself.

[Pun absolutely not intended.]

I just wanted to thank everyone who went on defense and helped keep others out of the line of fire. I know that a lot of people still got hurt, or worse... I'm sorry. A lot of us lost friends because of these things.

[Some more permanently than others, at least if she's counting what happened before Wonderland. She winces a little even as she says it. She doesn't know if the event was caused by her memory. It could have easily been someone else's, but she feels guilty all the same. It's too similar to her last experience back home.]

It seems to be over, but -- I can't do much to help anyone who got injured or lost someone, but I can offer a stiff drink or five to anyone who needs one.

[She ends the feed. That said, for anyone who wants to take her up on that offer or simply wants to talk to her in person, she'll be in the bar on the fifth floor for the rest of the day, running it on her own. It's as good a distraction from waiting for Dean to get back as any. She's always been one to throw herself into work of some kind to keep herself centered, focused, keep herself from dwelling on things. Now is no exception, although the success rate is questionable.]

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Jul. 30th, 2013 11:24 am
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[ There's no warning as the audio starts, and it seems very likely that River isn't actually addressing the network at large at all. It cuts in mid sentence, to the rustling sound of movement and near incoherent rambling from River. ]

-but it wasn't meant to go like this. What went wrong? Something went wrong, was it her calculations? The numbers twisted and broke and now so much is lost and how are they supposed to find out why? Pushed too hard and too fast, why did he let her try? Why did I try?

[ She stops talking very abruptly, exhales slowly, and then for the first time actually sounds like she's talking to the network, like it isn't just an accidental pick up of a private conversation featuring one. ]

She's sorry. She didn't- it wasn't meant to happen. So, so sorry.

[ Without any indication of who she's apologising to, she cuts the feed. ]
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