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Jul. 26th, 2013 06:04 pm
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[ a man in a black leather coat appears on the screen. he doesn't seem confused or out-of-place in the least. instead he idly waves the hook at the camera as if to tell things to get a move on -- yes, he is missing his left hand and there's a hook in its place. peculiar. ]

Ah, Wonderland? I thought we settled this. [ they wouldn't want their queen back, would they? he once attempted to kill the queen of hearts but that was ages ago. they wouldn't even remember, would they? but then again who could forget about this face? ]

[ it's a funny thought so he smiles to himself. oh well back to business. the smile fades as fast as it appeared. his voice sharpens. ]


The queen of hearts is dead, I hear, so I couldn't tell you where she is. Or her body. Or what is left of it.

[ glances to the side as if he's expecting a piece of the queen to appear out of nowhere. turns back to the camera. ]

And believe me when I say that I do hate to be the bearer of bad news but that is just how things are, I'm afraid... We were friends once, she and I. Terrible how things turn out. Please accept my sincerest condolences.

[ he doesn't look that sorry. he stares expectantly straight into the camera. the man has places where to be. obviously. ]

With that out of the way, may I go now? Or is there something else you would like to discuss with me?

[ the smile is back. ]

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Jul. 24th, 2013 05:35 pm
elegance_guaranteed: (Want to meet my knife?)
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The lack of Guilds around here sure does make it difficult to hire out services. [Teatime considers the camera for a long moment before smiling abruptly.]

If there are any Wizards or Witches or other magic-using... people, [his eyes flick back and forth as he considers whether that covers the lot of it or not] I need some help sealing a sword that cuts through every sheath I try to put it in.
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[An irritated teenage girl stares out of the screen with green and gold eyes. She's sitting in one of the tea rooms, one hand crumbling a scone nervously in front of her propped up communicator.]

So we're trapped here.

[Her eyes lift to gaze around the room, though she doesn't look very awed at the location. It's not that different from home, right down to the tables that magically refill with food and drink.]

It'd probably be stupid to say that I have to get home so will the Queen or whoever's in charge please let me go? Right. Like that'll happen. Everyone else probably has important stuff to get back to, don't you?

[She sets her chin in her hand, looking thoughtful.]

I don't suppose anyone knows of a guy named Ethan? He's seventeen, really tall, has brown hair that falls down into his eyes.

[There's more she could say about him, but that would lead her to start gushing and she knows no one wants to hear that.]

Anyway, if we can't get home, what are we supposed to do here all day? What's our purpose being here? Why do we-- I don't--

[She stops, shaking her head.]

Sorry. This just really sucks and I'm trying not to freak out here. But, one more question: if we all just get picked up from our homes and dropped here, is that some form of magic?

[Really, she's just curious what others think of magic since she's used to hiding hers. But if it's a well-known fact in this place, maybe she won't have to hide it anymore.]

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Jul. 23rd, 2013 04:21 pm
you_dont_work_alone: (glance over)
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[The network comes on to show a man’s face. His brow is creased with worry and he attempts a smile, though it’s not entirely successful.]

I understand we’re all trapped here. And this is.. Wonderland? Or so I’m told. I find that notion pretty ridiculous. No doubt we’re all being fooled. We just have to look at this logically to figure out how to get back home. I’m sure the parlor tricks here are very impressive, but we can’t honestly believe we’re being held here by magic, of all things.

Anyway, my name is John Watson. I was in the British Army and I’m a doctor. If anyone needs medical attention, let me know. I’ll do what I can to help.
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[She tried to stay in her room. As soon as she realized what the event was about, she had no interest in getting subjected to it. But...the mirrors switched sides, so she isn't even positive the event is still on. After all, she hasn't spoken to a single person all day.

It could be over.

She really needs it to be over.

After spending so long on the mirror side, where there was no space to run and just be outside, she can't stay in her room any longer. It's late, she figures she won't meet anyone. So she risks it. Head down, she goes downstairs, aiming to go out and enjoy the night alone.

But, of course, her luck isn't that good.]
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[She should be more concerned about the fact she went from being attacked at her school's homecoming to being here, but Claire can't really be bothered but to do anything but stare straight at an empty wall. She's pretty sure there were just doors there. She was just in there, she swore it was a library. But doors don't just move on their own. Of course, most cheerleaders don't show up to new places covered in blood, so she settles on a skeptical frown and speaks up. Maybe someone's able to hear this.]

Okay, so I'm definitely not in Texas anymore. Good to know. [A pause, and she sighs. She's holding one of the welcome pamphlets that she found sitting in the library. It's promptly smashed up against her forehead in frustration.]

Dad's really gonna love this. I'll be grounded forever at this rate.

[Another pause, and she glances over at her now crumpled pamphlet. She gives it a shake, and looks completely bewildered.]

Please tell me there's a magic rabbit hole back home. I'll even take a tornado that leads to Kansas. I've just got enough to deal with without the Alice in Wonderland references freaking me out.
candozat: <user name="merriestchase"> (Россия – священная наша держава)
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[ Hello, everyone paying attention! There's currently a curly haired, big-eyed, eager looking teen of around 17 staring back at everyone. He's not exactly moving around the place, but it's easy to tell he's been trained to sit straight and polite, even though he wants nothing more than to hop in his seat. He clears his throat and begins: ]

May I have your attention please? This is Starfleet Federation member Pavel Andreievich Chekov, Ensign of the USS Enterprise. If there is other Starfleet members, I am requesting assistance to get eweryone to ewacuate the premises and attempt to return to their normal lives.

If there is no one here--then I guess-- [ Oh, man. Is he even ready for this? ] --aah... I guess it falls onto me to make sure everyone is safe. If there is anything you need, please let me know.

Thank you for your time.

((OOC: A reminder that the accent opt-out post is over here!))
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[ the video feed starts, and lydia's not paying attention; in fact, she'd been using the darkened screen of her device in order to check the status of her lip gloss and mascara. the latter is slightly smudged underneath one eye, as if she's recently been crying, but it's the only sign of any distress as she quickly plasters a different expression on, mouth pouting slightly. ]

I would like to state, for the record, that this is ridiculous. Absolutely, completely - ridiculous.

I mean, they say that the first part of debunking a hallucination is to acknowledge its total lack of infallibility.

Or something.

Besides, the whole 'waking up in Wonderland' cliché? So tired.

[ she pauses, eyes narrowing, and stares a little more intently at the camera, as if silently daring someone to challenge her.

and then she sighs, quietly, the camera panning to the rows and rows of books behind her - several of the titles in different languages - before the feed cuts out. ]

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