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Sep. 1st, 2016 07:29 pm
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[See, it's there any yet no one seems to have said anything about it. Raleigh doubts he's the first to find it but it's not on the news feed, so to speak, so here he is. Sweaty in his running clothes with the camera pointing at what is certainly a new but not very well constructed structure near the Southern walls.]

You guys are seeing this, right? It's not just me? There's another house?

I kinda wanna go in... has anyone tried yet?
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Hey, Wonderland. For the new people, my name's Sam, and since you might've not had the "demons 101" talk, that's what I'm getting into today. Veterans can tune me out... or listen in, I guess, if you need a refresher. I'm doing this now also since all the demons from my world aren't around to be dicks about it.

[ Thank God for that. ]

My friend Bobby said once that demons are just "ghosts with an ego," and that's true, but they're also really dangerous. They used to be human and got... messed up in Hell, so with most demons - let's just say all demons to make it simple - there's no appealing to their human nature. They're all about carpe diem when they get up to the surface again and not much stops them from having their sadistic ragers unless they've got another agenda.

[ So stop trying to be friends with demons, people. ]

They don't really have a form of their own, so they appear like black smoke unless they're possessing someone. If you think someone's possessed, you can test it out: holy water, salt, and iron will injure them where it obviously wouldn't hurt a human. You can get them stuck in a devil's trap if you're smart about it and can exercise them after that... though, honestly, I'm not sure it'd work here. Wonderland doesn't seem to have a direct line to Hell. Still, it'd at least get them out of whoever they were possessing, but you have to have the time to go through the whole song and dance. I attached an image of a devil's trap and the text for the exorcism so you've got them. The devil's trap... can just be drawn, so it's usually a good idea to put one under something like a welcome mat, or up on the ceiling above your doorway.

[ Sam pauses, frowning. ]

This is getting long-winded. [ sigh ] How about this: I'll write up a guide and send it out to everyone. In the meantime, I can take questions. [ He nods slowly, still frowning. ] Sounds like a better idea.


[ attached: devil's trap.jpg and exorcism.txt ]
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[If you happen to be awake during the early hours when anybody in their right mind would be sleeping a sharp thud manages to turn on the signal of Dean's device. There's no words, instead just a few good seconds worth of music. It isn't much, almost a full minute because that's all it takes for Dean to realize the phone is on the floor recording audio.]

... Aw, Crap.

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Aug. 22nd, 2016 02:12 pm
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[ Even though he's been in Wonderland for nearly two months at this point, this is the first time Will has made a post on the network, and only about the fourth time he's used his device at all. He's not a terrifically outgoing person, and it's easy for him to assume that people are probably better off without his input in most cases.

However, the network is clearly a good way to get answers and information, and ever since his conversation with Bedelia... He's been thinking a lot about "home". Been wondering if there are any people here in similar circumstances. It's been on his mind enough that eventually, he settles on simply straight-up asking people, if only to shut the train of thought down and put an end to the curiosity. And, perhaps, put himself a bit at ease. If that's even a possibility.

The question isn't posed through video, or even audio. This is more easily handled through text. And, it...makes the whole thing slightly less awkward, which doesn't hurt. ]


Is anyone out there uncertain about whether or not you'd like to go home?

Do you feel as though Wonderland may be the lesser of two evils? That you may be better off here than where you've come from?


[ Come and discuss any doubts you have about wanting to return to your world, Wonderland. Maybe you'll make him feel better about the disaster he'll be walking back into if and when he ever goes home. ]
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[The feed flickers over a sandy incline, grit in the lens and speckled with drying salt. Several feet away, a man groans.]

Aha ha...ha...oh, God.

[Nate rolls over in something akin to semi-agony, elbows scuffed to God-knows-where and back just like his knees. His hair is frosted with ice, as is the majority of his clothing, hands slick with blood - but this isn't exactly a novelty, given that it's his own and he doesn't appear to be outwardly bothered by the sucking wound in his side.]

Y'know, it's...it's funny, one minute you're enjoying a train ride from Hell, you wake up with a cliffside in your face, covered in your own blood and you say: yeah, yeah, just another day at the office, and here I- [He grunts, then wheezes.] -am on a beach, I-I mean, at this point I can only assume I'm- I'm hallucinating and slowly freezing to death in Tibet. Nate. You're hallucinating.

[He straightens - stiffens - and reaches for the small of his back with an exclamation of pain.]

Ahhhhhhshit. [Is that a Tibetan ritual dagger in his pocket, or is he just happy to be alive right now?] Oh.

[Both, apparently.

Turns out the mighty instrument of ancient gateways and demon-vanquishing makes for an incredibly shoddy pillow, but a decent wake-up call. Nate pulls the phurba from his belt loop and clutches it with the fervor of a man who quite literally has nothing else to lose. Three days' worth of beatings and a lifetime of jumping off of tall things and onto very hard surfaces shocks through his knees when he clambers to his feet, swaying for a moment and squinting at the big house on the hill.
]

Definitely hallucinating.

[Nate stoops to pick up the thing that looks a lot like his phone, surprised it hasn't suffered innumerable cracks after falling through a train car that also happened to be exploding at the same time.]

Huh.

[The red light says RECORDING. He switches it off.]





[ OOC Note: Please feel free to specify if you would like to encounter him in person or over the communicator - either is fine! :3 ]
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under the cut: bruce/henry. post cut: network post. )

[Well, he’s going to be grounded for the rest of his natural life. Convenient that none of his family will fall under the curse because they’re all immune. After thinking about it, all he can do is address Wonderland en masse.]

Uh. Hi. So. You guys may have...noticed people falling asleep and some purple smoke?

[Deep breath.]

It’s called a sleeping curse. And it’s from my world. It’s not supposed to go through the air like this though. It’s like the curse from Sleeping Beauty or Snow White, if you have those in your world. Poison apple, prick of a spindle or a needle...

...The only way to wake someone up
[and BOY IS HE SORRY ABOUT THIS] is true love’s kiss. But that doesn’t have to mean a romantic person. It can be a spouse or significant other but it can also be a sibling, parent, best friend. If you love that person, it should work. Otherwise...they’re just asleep. That’s all.

[And he has no idea how to wake them up.]

I think since we are in Wonderland and it only likes things to be temporary, the whole thing will end in at most a couple days. And if not I’ll work with everyone I can here to make it better. I’m...I’m really sorry? I was just trying to show one person how magic and science work together.

[Bruce chimes in with some more practical suggestions, not ignoring Henry’s apology but not addressing it yet either.]

If you find anyone lying around in strange and random places, it might be for the best to get them somewhere safe. Either their own bedroom, or we can make use of one of the empty rooms here for everyone. It might be better to have someplace where it’s easier to keep an eye on everyone, especially if it takes any longer than a day or two for this to pass.

In the meantime, I’ll be looking into a way to fix this.
[A way that’s not a kiss, anyway.] Any scientists and magic users are more than welcome. We could use the help, I think.

[ooc: feel free to have people react to either Bruce or Henry on the network post, action tag them in the lab, and of course, use this post as gathering for all your rping needs! The lab portion with Bruce and Henry was not broadcast to the mansion. You're more than welcome to create your own posts. For more info on this plot, including the duration, see this post. blue - henry, green - bruce.]

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Jul. 18th, 2016 04:49 pm
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[It's rare that Raleigh addresses the network at all much less via anything other than Text but here we go. She's in the gym in a tank and yoga pants, hair piled up on top of her head in a messy bun. Sitting cross legged. On a yoga mat. You can see where this is going, ay.]

So.. I've gathered that half of not going crazy here is finding something to do and no one makes that happen but us. I've been thinking about skill shares and what I even have to offer but.. short of starting a Jaeger Academy or teaching language this is what I got. So. Yoga.

[And if she's already prepared for being made fun of you are absolutely right and jumps to explain herself before she's even finished recording, listing off it's advantages finger by finger.]

Makes you feel good, keeps you fit and keeps you bendy. Plus it lowers your blood pressure and it's low impact.

[See those scars up over her shoulders and neck and chest? The red angry electric burn scars? Boxing isn't for everyone.]

I do it every morning and if you'd like to join me I'll be here in the main gym.. 7am. Bring a mat, some water and a towel.. and wear something comfortable. It's okay if you've never done it before, we'll start easy.... Everyone is welcome.

[That's about it and she thinks twice, coming back to camera with a smirk.]

No Uggs allowed. Wear Uggs and I won't let you in.

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Jul. 18th, 2016 07:27 am
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[ Charlotte is getting twitchy. What is the event? She knows it's coming, but like everyone else, has that strange feeling of wooziness, combined with an adrenaline rush she associates with the anticipation of said event. It's like waiting for a fucking kaiju Jesus Christ. ]

Anyone up for a spar?

[ ooc; replies will come from [personal profile] rangerous! ]
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[ Ruth's far from a fan of showing her face on the network, but for the purposes of this particular broadcast, it's what makes most sense. Whereas some people might recognize her voice, others could just not make the connection, and she knows a face is likelier to trigger people's memories.

Doesn't mean she still doesn't feel and look awkward, though. A little too exposed for her taste. But anyway. ]


Hi. Uh... I'm Ruth Banner. I know I've been here a couple of times before. In Wonderland. I don't remember any of it, but so far I've met a few people who seem to know me, or at least know of me. So I've been wondering who here recognizes me, and those who do, what exactly do you know about me? I'd just feel a whole lot more comfortable being aware of how well people here know me.

[ Which is to say, she mostly is getting a little too paranoid about who knows or has seen the Hulk before. So best to get it out of the way by simply asking. ]

On another note: I know people are starting to get worried about a possible event following that announcement, and while I haven't experienced that many events so far, I've had it pointed out to me that sometimes they can change our minds, appearances, histories— everything, basically. So for all we know it might be happening right now and we're not even aware of it.

Not that that changes much, I know. [ She smiles weakly. ] Guess we'll have to wait and see.


» ACTION

[ After the late night broadcast, and still having difficulty falling asleep, Ruth decides to take advantage of the silence around the mansion and goes for a walk. The hallways and grounds are dipped in darkness, but she can be found walking down the corridors and around the gardens for a while, finally going to the kitchen and making herself a cup of tea. She's sitting on one of the stools, with her head propped on her hand, elbow on the counter, gaze unfocused as she pays little attention to her surroundings, apparently lost in her own thoughts. ]


((ooc: responses will come from [personal profile] akathisia!))
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Greetings, denizens of Wonderland! [Prince Gumball might not be the most frequent participant in Wonderland's various networks, but when he does choose to speak up, it's usually with something particularly interesting. As usual, he's in front of a whiteboard covered in writing.]

I woke up feeling strangely... woozy, which I'm given to understand means this event, first of all, has already started, and second of all, comes from my world. Considering nothing appears to have changed, one may suspect this is one of those events we won't truly understand until after it's over.

[He slams his hands down on the desk in front of him.]

One would suspect wrong, though. I've started a list of every strange thing that's happened over the course of my reign in the Candy Kingdom. I'll narrow it down, believe me. Just wait. Wonderland won't get the better of us this time.

I'll be certain to keep you all updated when I do. Until then, enjoy the relative calm of whatever this event is.

[ooc: replies will come from [personal profile] disaccharide!]
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[ If there's anything on Sam's mind about people who may or may not have disappeared from Wonderland recently, he doesn't say it. In fact, he looks and sounds like a person who is trying very hard to stay busy, to keep his mind occupied in the midst of something else. Hence: ]

So, I realized recently that we've got a problem. People here get excited about the closets - "cool, I can get a... damn miniature unicorn out of them" - but I think we can get a little irresponsible about it. If you're pulling living things out of the closets, then they're your responsibility. Don't dream up a hundred and one dalmatians if you've never taken care of anything before.

[ God knows these people can barely take care of themselves most of the time (Sam himself included). ]

That's not even getting into whether or not they're really... real; this isn't a discussion about the actual animal status of Wonderland animals. [ He pinches the bridge of his nose, feeling a little headache coming on. ] What I'm trying to say is that you get a few pets, fine, and then... one day, you might leave for good. Then, we've still got Fido here without an owner. I'm planning on setting up something in the basement that can help with the animals that're left behind. Maybe just like a doggie daycare sort of thing. I can't be there all the time, so... if anyone else is interested, maybe we could set up shifts, figure out what we've got, here.

[ There's a thoughtful pause. ]

If there's something a little more dangerous than dogs and cats, we'll deal with that, too. For now, just let me know if you want to get involved, or if you've got someone's pet with you that you inherited and can't really take care of. We can't forget about those guys.

[ Whether he means the abandoned animals or their vanished owners is unclear as he ends the feed. ]
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[ It's like 9pm on a Friday and to say Chuck is 'drunk' is a vast understatement.

But Aussie's are built tough, so when he comes on the network, he's not even slurring. ]


Right, 's been a while, kids. We're gonna play a game. Ever hear of word association? I say a word, you say the first thing that comes to mind in association with that word.

I'll start.

Blood.

(( ooc; chuck's drunk and bored. come at him with words, feel free to threadjack if other players are okay with it, or just bounce back and forth with Chuck. ))

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Jun. 14th, 2016 08:11 pm
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[The feed starts, and it is clear the woman in front of the camera has set the device a few feet away, so you can see that she's seated, one leg crossed over the other, hands in her lap. For a moment she stares at the device, face blank. This is a risk, she knows. Maybe a mistake. But in the few days she has spent wandering the halls of Wonderland she has encountered no one she knows. And anyway, it's late for fear now. So she smiles, and her whole demeanor brightens with it. She tilts her head toward the camera in a polite nod.]

Hello to... whomever may be watching this. [Bedelia speaks slowly, every word careful, exact. Her voice hardly ever reaches above a low and breathy rumble, but she speaks with confidence.]

My name is Dr. Bedelia du Maurier. I am a recent addition to this place, and I'm not familiar with most of you, but in light of recent events I thought it would be best to make myself known, and to offer my services. I am a licensed psychiatrist, and am beginning a small practice out of my quarters in room Thirty-five on the Eighth floor. I am available by appointment, or, if you would like to speak more informally, you can find me around the mansion.

[She pauses for a moment, and nearly stands up before she thinks of something more that should be said.]

I have been made aware that there is currently a therapist already practicing here. It is not my intention to be in competition with her. However, I imagine she has limited time, and everyone has different needs. [She takes a deep breath, never breaking eye contact with the device. It is best to be up front.] I am particularly accustomed to...disturbing cases. Trauma is something I am wholly familiar with. If that is what you need, I am here.

[She pauses again. That nervousness has not left her, her hands tremble in her lap, but she keeps her toothless smile on. She is, after all, a professional.]

That is all for now, I suppose. Thank you.

[Bedelia leaves the frame and the click of her high heels grows closer and closer before she turns off the feed.]
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But what I wanna know is, is, is why the fuck everyone else gets cool, albeit fucking cliched evil twins, but I'm, I'm just fucking stuck with this loser!

[The camera swings toward the nearest mirror, where another Rick can be seen. The Mirror Rick is smiling placidly to himself and is doodling smiley faces and hearts on his side of the glass.]

Look at him! Look at this pathetic excuse for a Rick! H-H-He's this sappy, sweet, goody-two--I mean he's worse than Doofus Rick, and that guy eats his own poo. That's how bad this guy is. He's an embarrassment to, t-to Ricks everywhere.

[Mirror Rick starts drawing what appears to be an adorable cartoon pony.]

Shameful. Positively shameful.
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[When the feed starts up, Alphys can be seen in plain view, except instead of her usual labcoat, she's wearing an oversized t-shirt with what looks to be an anime catgirl on it, surrounded by hearts. Those who can read the Japanese text at the bottom can tell it says 'Mew Mew Kissy Cutie'. Alphys looks quite proud of herself and very excited, and addresses the network with a little more confidence than is usually seen from her.]

So, uhm, I w-wanted to let everyone know-- the first meeting of, uhm, Wonderland's a-anime club is gonna be tomorrow! Usually, uh, it'd just be a few hours where we'd w-watch a new show, or talk about our favorite series, but... I thought the f-first one should be special! So we're doing, uhm, a movie marathon! Starting tomorrow at noon, in o-one of the second floor tearooms. There's gonna be signs so everyone knows, uh, w-where to go. All the films will be in the original Japanese with s-subtitles, and they're some of my favorites, and... hopefully they can m-make some people feel better after, uhm, everything that's been h-happening recently.

[She knows it's been rough for a lot of people, herself included. This is, obviously, the fix for that. Obviously.]

There's also gonna be, uh, snacks, and pillows, and you c-can come in your pajamas if you want. Everybody's w-welcome, just as long as you don't, uhm, disrupt a-anything by talking too loudly. The point of this is f-for, uhm, time to relax, and watch some great stuff, so. I hope everyone c-can come!

[Her smile's starting to bleed into something very nervous-looking, so she waves a bit and then abruptly cuts the feed.]

[ooc: log is over here for the club meeting!]

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May. 17th, 2016 01:28 pm
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So a while ago there was a giant robot fight. who was involved in that? I'd like to talk to you about a defense project we might need. Given all the stuff that happens here we might need them if an 'event' from my world comes.

I guess anyone who knows about robotics and heavy weaponry.

We need to be prepared.

[Edit;] and I guess a neuroscientist. If there is one. Or lots. Probably lots.
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[ Hello Wonderland! Have a girl who may or may not be familiar to some of you appearing on screen, curly hair wild and her face trying to hold a serious expression but failing. Her amusement is cracking through, and she's not doing much to stop it. ]

Hey everyone. You're probably wondering what this is about, but gimme a sec. There's just a little bit of explanation that needs to be out there first.

[ Just casually clearing her throat for effect. She wants to enjoy this, okay? ]

When I first got here about five months ago, Stan Pines and I made a bet. Very loose terms were negotiated. Stan lost, and I've been holding out on giving him his "prize."

[ Because she wanted to be able to spring it on him as a surprise, which she's finally doing today. Surprise, Stan!! Happy unbirthday. ]

I'm changing that today, though. That's why today, I'm calling Stan Pines out! I probably could have just gone up to him in person instead of broadcasting where everyone can see it, but where's the fun in that, right?

[ GRINNING. ]

Stan! ...Stanley? It's gotta be Stanley, right? [ She never asked what "Stan" is short for, in his case... ] --Whatever, you know who you are! You're officially being challenged. For losing our bet, you must run up and down one of the hallways of the mansion--I don't care what floor--in your underwear while screaming about how much you hate money. Make sure to sell it. No half-assed yelling, got it? Make sure the floors above and below can hear you.

[ Pointing at the camera now, Selina offers a cheeky look. Is this childish? Yeah, very. But what do you want? He was the grown man who agreed to such a ridiculous bet in the first place, he should have known what he was walking in to. ]

And in case anyone can't make it to watch, don't worry. I'll be recording it. You know, we should really start a Wonderland video scrapbook.

[ A laugh, and the feed cuts out. Hopefully Wonderland has a sense of humour. ]
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[ It's late, but Eggsy has been thinking about this for quite some time. Ever since he learned the closets just give you what you want. Things beyond your wildest dreams. Though he's only used it for suits. The most recent development was him getting his hands on two dogs via the closet. Two puppies actually. JB 2.0 is sniffing the camera for the first couple of seconds. Getting close to it and trying to take up most of the frame. This is what Eggsy gets for trying to form from the ground to include these monsters. Harry already a little skittish decides that JB 2.0 has something interesting so he immediately joins. ]

Bugger off for a minute. [ He reaches over them to take the device and lift it up. Which prompts both dogs to come over to Eggsy hoping that he'll give them whatever that is. ] Right then. How trust worthy are these closets yeah? They give you things, but how often do those things like turn against you? Should I fully expect to wake up in the morning to two dogs trying to eat me alive because the closet told them to? [ That sounds logical. Sorta. ] It'd be a fuckin' shame if JB 2.0 and Harry tried to eat me in my sleep.

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May. 15th, 2016 11:55 pm
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[ She's seen the pamphlet. It sure as hell hasn't killed a number of her questions, but it's at least satisfied the biggest ones. After the immediate confusion has worn off, Carolina grabs her new-found device to send a message out to the residents, and to find out if anyone she knows has ended up here, too.

Hello everyone, here is one fully armoured space marine staring into the camera. ]


Wonderland, is it? I remember reading the book when I was younger. Can't say I ever wanted to actually visit, though.

[ Her head tilts to one side almost thoughtfully. If she's remembering right, all of the Wonderland characters had been pretty awful. Here's hoping that's not actually true. Seems doubtful that anyone would like to see her attacking a talking cat, or something equally ridiculous. ]

If anyone has some tips to offer about the place, I'll take them. That pamphlet was helpful, but it could use a few more pages. Maybe a little less personal commentary by whoever wrote it, too.

[ But she's not here to nitpick. ...Not really, anyway. ]

In any case, I'm Agent Carolina, and I'm looking for anyone who knows me. I'm hoping no one I know is stuck here too, but I have the feeling that if I'm here, chances are high that someone else from my "universe" is too.

If you know me, the UNSC means anything to you, or you've seen someone in armour similar to mind, let me know.

[ There's an implied "please" and "thank you" in there somewhere, probably. ]

Carolina out.
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Wonderland.

[ A nod in greeting, no more or less warm than usual (as usual happens to be uncommon in this case). His last public address had been in a prior year — an enthusiastic explanation of baseball — and in the time since, nothing has changed, not actually changed. ]

Name's John. Ah, Blake to most of you, but Robin John Blake if we're bein' proper. I've been here for— [ A puff of air, a shake of his head. He's still twenty-nine, hasn't aged a day since his arrival, but there's no staving off the way turmoil has done what time cannot. ] Well, I can't accurately say, but it's been years. Lifetimes in some cases — always enjoyed those kinda events — but on actual days I can count as bein' here, it's over three years.

I don't— [ A pause. He was once personable — trained to be — but so much of that has worn down to this personality of half-measure, a ghost of what once was. ] Tryin' to explain, so bear with me, but I don't think... I don't think I'm goin' home. [ He breathes in, lets it out slowly. ] And that's what I want, so I'm okay with it.

Some part of me is always gonna be here. Mean that in the most technical sense, 'cause this place has taken from me — memories and who knows what else. Figure even if I go home-go home it's gonna be true, that I'm still gonna be here.

So... that's my big announcement. I'm here to stay. By any means necessary, I think. [ His smile is rueful. ] Groundbreakin', I know; a blip of Wonderland's vast radar screen. But it also gives me an opportunity to say I'm retirin' too. From my life of crime fightin'. Won't make much of a diff'rence here 'cause that's not really what I do, but it'll make a diff'rence in me, I think.

[ Blake shrugs, rubs at the small amount of stubble that's shadowing his chin. ]

Anyway, if anyone wants to celebrate or whatever, I'll be 'round the bar in a bit.



[[ OOC: Action prompt can be used anywhere, not just at the bar. Let me know if you need a starter by PMing this journal or hitting me up on plurk @blakeroo. ]]
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Stanford Pines here. It has been brought to my attention that according to my timeline, I am really missing out on thirty years' worth of Earth's culture and media. I left my dimension in 1982 and returned in 2012.

So. What have I missed? Anyone have any recommendations? I'll even take something from another time period or planet if you think it's good.

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Apr. 26th, 2016 02:50 pm
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Hey, Wonderland. Henry Mills here. And I wanted to keep a running tally of all the monsters or villains that you know of from your world that could come here. And then note whether or not they have been here.

I'll need people's help since I've only been here a year and a half, and I'm not sure what was here before me. So, I'll go start:

  • Ice queens (but only evil ones) - One named Ingrid was here but left.
  • Dark One (any form)
  • Ogres
  • Peter Pan - he was here and left a while ago
  • Curses (any type, usually there are a lot of clouds that build up before hand)
  • Poison apples/spindles/pointy things
  • Dragons (but not all of them are bad so you have to be careful)
  • Cruella de Vil
  • Zelena (she's here. Hi, Zelena. Sorry you're on this list.)
  • Flying monkeys (but they're actually people so...I'm not sure what to do about that?)
  • King Arthur
  • Trolls
  • Mermaids (but NOT Ariel.)


  • There's probably more, anyone from home can add to this. But yeah, it just might be good to know what to be aware of?
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    [ Natasha's sitting at a table with a stack of black rectangular objects about the size of a palm. She holds up one close to the camera. ]

    These are emergency radios in case our network goes down. They come with an inbuilt tracker [ a small hiss ] and three different types of lockpicks, which work for every door in the mansion assuming they haven't been altered. The button here [ she turns it over to demonstrate ] is a torch. No battery needed.

    [ She gives it a quick shake, and the torch shines on the table. ]

    If you want one, I'll be in the dining room.

    ( text )

    Apr. 13th, 2016 10:26 am
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    I need a few people who can dedicate about three hours of their time daily and are interested in learning anything from basic data analysis to mechanical engineering to anything related to the cosmic sciences.

    In short: if you’re good with your hands or good at recognizing patterns and you’d like to put those skills to use, we can help each other.

    And obviously you’re more than welcome to work more than that and are exempt from working during events.

    Thank you.

    -Dr Jane Foster
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    [ in hindsight, he'll kick himself for not making this private. but bc wonderland is wonderful and amazing (not), he simply doesn't care. ]

    RALEIGH BECKET WHERE ARE YOU--
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    [Usually, Jo doesn't go out of her way to announce disappearances. Either someone beats her to it, or she'd rather deal with her feelings in private, but this one-- this one she can't let slip by unmarked.]

    Ellen Harvelle is gone.
    I just wanted to thank everyone who made her feel at home while she was here.
    She's a tough lady, but I know my mom appreciated it in her own way.
    I'll be taking over her shifts at the bar.
    Just thought people should know, in case they were looking for her.


    [It's simple and largely impersonal, but she doesn't know any other way to announce it without breaking down. Voice and video were out of the question, because she knows she wouldn't have been able to get through it without falling apart, but even so, she decides against hiding herself away for the rest of the day.

    Instead, she tries to focus her attention outwards, the way she always does when stressed or upset. During the afternoon, she can be found in the gym, aggressively working out her issues with one of the hanging bags or running herself to exhaustion on one of the treadmills-- or, when physical activity stops being distracting enough, she'll bury herself in cleaning despite the fact that the gym really doesn't need much looking after at the moment. At least once, she'll slow to a stop on the treadmill and lean against the handles, hiding her face against folded arms as she tries to collect herself.

    From evening onward, she'll be busying herself in the bar, reluctant to head back to her room just yet. She'll find ways to keep herself busy there, as well, and while she'll be doing what she can to keep herself focused and together, she's more reticent than usual, despite having an admittedly forced smile for everyone who happens to come through the door.]
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    [For the first few moments of the video, all that's visible is what looks like a little makeshift shooting range set up outside. It's the kind a kid who just got a BB gun for Christmas would set up, just a rail with some cans and bottle set up along it. Someone shoots down three bottles off the display, then John moves the camera to show his face. He looks like he hasn't slept in days and then got run over by a truck.]

    Okay, here's the deal. It's pretty obvious by now that this place is a goddamn death trap just waiting to snap. And too many people are showing up unprepared. [In his humble opinion.] So, I'm gonna be offering free shooting lessons to anyone under 18. If you're over 18, you gotta provide your own weapon, but I'll take you.

    [He's more worried about the kids, truth be told. Adults, they, but minors are...well. He's spent too long hunting to let kids just go on unprepared for things coming at them. It's not fair.]

    There's one catch. You gotta prove to me that you're not gonna be stupid enough to blast a hole in your own foot before you can hit a target.

    [That's fair, he thinks. He's not going to just put guns in kids' hands. Right away. Even Dean was seven before he let him shoot a real gun.]

    And bring your own bullets.

    video.

    Mar. 15th, 2016 08:34 am
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    [ The monotony is actually killing him.

    Chuck’s spent the last six years fighting hurricanes and now, after he’s given his all and everything he is, he’s stuck. He’s stuck and he doesn’t know how to get out and it’s slowly driving him crazy. He’s just…staring into the closet, trying to make himself care about what he wears, but it’s just the same old thing that pops up. Grey shirt. Grey jeans. Worn cap, because Chuck doesn’t know the meaning of new clothes. He hasn’t bought himself anything in years, why start now?

    He’s lost in thought, staring blankly into the magic closet, when there’s a strange rustle towards the ‘back’ – one he hasn’t ever heard before. Automatic reaction would be to slam the door and back the hell up, but Chuck is so far beyond caring that he just opens it wider, as if inviting the monster right into his room.

    Turns out, it’s not a monster, but instead a tiny…adorable little puppy that is scampering awkwardly right into Chuck’s feet, yipping once before peeing in a puddle right there, on Chuck’s floor and on his shoes. He swears, stunned so much he immediately jumps into action and fumbles for a dirty shirt to wipe the piss and then swoop her right up into his arms, where she immediately starts to slather his face in puppy kisses.

    This is how he addresses the network, a tiny little baby in his arms, half crying – not that he’ll ever admit it – and laughing hysterically. ]


    Went for clothes, got this – that ever happen to anyone else?!

    Video; 001

    Mar. 14th, 2016 03:20 am
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    [A blonde comes on the screen, barely holding everything together. She didn't find the information she needed at the library, so now she was willing to make her presence known. Maybe the demon would appear to her so she could question him. It was all she knew to do at this point.]

    Hello, I seem to have woken up here...wherever here is.

    My name is Mary Winchester and I'm looking for whoever brought me here. I have a few questions for them, most notably, where the hell are my children.

    [She was upset now and needed her babies. She needed to know they were safe. John could take care of himself and would understand why she wasn't asking for him.]

    I'll be in the music room, come and find me with any information you have. My babies had better be safe.
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    Alright, so I’ve had something on the back-burner for awhile and it’s time to finally just do the thing. Spring has almost sprung and I think it might just be fun to do something a little crazy.

    [ Because everyone should be totally not concerned when Darcy drops the word crazy into everyday conversation. ]

    I wanna do a calendar. A calendar with pictures of us. Wonderland already decided to show us an alternate version of ourselves and some people from home. Why not keep track of the real us and have a little fun doing it? There might even be booze and coffee. And sugar. A lot of sugar. And it doesn’t just have to be people here right now, I have a few pictures of people that used to be here that I want to include… No rules for this.

    [ Considering rules would imply an actual plan. And since this is definitely coming off as a sort of spur of the moment decision, as tends to happen with Darcy, she’s trying to just keep this as broad as possible. Keep those real reasons floating in the back of her head about why she wants to do this out of this post. Maybe it’s because she’s had her hands full with Jane’s whole human infinity stone mess this week, maybe it’s because she’s almost at her two year mark and that’s making her start to twitch a little. Maybe it’s because the wear and tear of making friends only to lose them was getting a little old. Maybe… maybe she wanted to do something nice not just for herself but everyone else. ]

    Since we don’t actually know the year here, I figure this calendar can legit be as many repeated months as we want. And I guess if you take personal offense to anything over 16 months in a calendar, we should probably take this chat in a different direction. Possibly involving the words ‘professional’ and ‘help’ and ‘banana balls’.

    [ Subtlety, thy name is Darcy. ]

    Hit me up if you’re interested in participating. I have a working list of people that I may or may not have already volunteered for this. You should all know who you are and if you don’t, then I guess just assume yes.


    [ OOC: So this is Darcy’s Calendar Announcement. The log will go up this weekend for the actual photoshoots/mingling in case anyone wants to thread it out :D ]

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