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Dec. 4th, 2019 01:41 pm
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[A very purple person appears on the screen, with a... string hanging from her mouth? She's apparently chewing on whatever the string's attached to, since her voice starts out in the telltale "talking while eating" tone anyone who's known her would find very, very familiar.]

'Sup fools!

[And now she gulps down whatever it was, and the string disappears with it. Its identity will remain forever a mystery.]

I guess I'm back in time for the yearly December nightmare thing? I can't even tell how long it's been, haha! But check it out, I've been doin' a bunch, and I'm a new 'n improved Amethyst!

[She poses to show off her new looks. Mainly it involves a new outfit, much different than the ones she's been seen in before, but to anyone not familiar with how this works for gems... it's really just a change of clothes.]

Oh! Since I got here I've been catching up! [She hops over a pile of junk (apparently in her new room) to dig something out, then returns to show off her own copy of Dipper and Mabel's Guide to Wonderland.] Glad I missed out on all this Queen drama. I've had enough Diamond drama to deal with for like... thirty lifetimes. Gem lifetimes. There were some other newspaper things going into a bunch of stuff too, but those looked mad boring.

But whatever! Who all's here now?
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[Action]

[Steven finds himself quite literally dropped back into Wonderland.

Specifically, he falls into a patch of flowers in the garden. He quickly panics as he notices the flowers he's inadvertantly crushed.]


Whoops! I- I got this! [With that, he starts to... kiss each crushed flower individually. But with each kiss, there's a sparkling effect, and the flower is restored back to perfect condition.

After a few of those, he freezes up as it finally hits him.]


...Wonderland. I'm back in Wonderland!

[One can find him while he's fixing up those flowers in the garden, or while he's on his way back to the mansion in search of his friends.]

[Video]

[And eventually he'll make contact over the network. He beams at the video feed and speaks.]

Hello, Wonderland? This is Steven... Steven Universe! Remember me? Because I sure remember you! [A confused blink.] Am I supposed to remember you? ...Well, I do anyway! I guess I'm here again. It's... kinda been a few years for me back home, since the time that I was last here. Anyone know how long I've been gone in Wonderland time? What's been happening - solve any more mysteries? How... has everyone been doing, in general? I'm - okay, I wish I was back home, but it's still nice to be here!
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[It must have been a difficult week without everyone's favorite loud-mouthed gem around to be an egomaniac at you. Golly, how much have you suffered outside of her presence, but that's okay. She's here now!

And boasting a new look.]


Oh my stars! So. We had an event last week and it was great! I was the savior of Homeworld and practically the new leader of the Crystal Gems, but, of course, it ended, and I was back to my still amazing, but ultimately less heroic self.

[She pauses.] But before I could even be disappointed, I went back home! And it's all true. I am the Savior of Homeworld! For once, Wonderland actually got something right!

[This is an important announcement she just had to make, though underneath all of that, maybe there's something valuable- maybe Wonderland can predict the future!

Either way, she calms down.]
Anyway, I'm sure I was missed terribly. Don't worry I'm back now, and better than ever! [ahem] ... What'd I miss?
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[It's roughly an hour after Entrapta's announcement that Peridot comes online with her own. By now the rain has started to fall heavily now, and people have had their chance to be angry. Hopefully, Entrapta's fielding some of that. Peridot offered, but... Well, she's glad she doesn't have to yell at everyone.

She's vacated the lab and returned to the barn/room she shares with Lapis. The window and door seem to have been barricaded, though whether that's for the weather or the possibility of an angry mob, we just don't know. In her hand, Peridot has Entrapta's tape recorder, while her own communicator is propped up a few feet away.]


As Entrapta has already informed you, we did contact the Core, and there were some... complications, but that doesn't change our results! Witness this.

[She hits play with a savage "nyeh!" sound and a horrific distorted, almost Zalgo-like sound comes out of it. It's difficult to catch everything because there's a constant loud droning of voices that blend together into nonsense, but occasionally responses can be heard. Under the din, Peridot's own voice is more clear with her questions.

"What is Wonderland's intended purpose and what controls it?"

"S-so what about the Residents? Where do they go when they're not needed? Can you set them free? Have any them actually been unmade? If you need everyone to be together, then what about them? Where do they fit in?"

"What about the Mirrors? Is it because we don't belong here, so you're trying to make something of ours that does belong? Are they part of us or are they part of you?"

By the last question, the voices have become a din that crackles the recording into static. For the most part, there's not much that can be heard from the Core itself except for a litany of voices and occasional words thrown together. TOGETHER, BALANCE, WELCOME HOME, ALWAYS, and WE'VE MISSED YOU seem clearer than others. It's honestly terrifying.]


As I have a perfect memory, I remember the Core's exact responses, though... it was just as hard to understand in person. Most of the answers were nonsense, but it seems to be incredibly focused on all of us being together. There's a moment early on where it starts singing. Here.

[She rewinds the tape until she reaches the beginning where the Core answers her first question, and while the sound is distorted and awful like a music box played underwater, when Peridot joins in to sing along, it becomes much more clear.] Through the years we all will be together, if the fates allow...

See? There's a lot of things like that. [She shifts the recorder in her hands.] This is preliminary data, and we may not ever be able to speak to the Core again, but there's one thing I feel absolutely certain of.

[Her voice, as arrogant and proud as it had been, suddenly goes very grave]

I think Wonderland wants us to stay here.

[ooc: the relevant parts of the log the recorder is playing can be found here, though be warned, it is VERY difficult to make out a lot of it from a recording device that was affected heavily by the distortions.]
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[For the record, by this general point in time, Lapis actually would be willing to make video posts, but yeah, not right now. Maybe she should've done this sooner, too -- do people still need to be told what's going on? -- but it's already been a seriously long weekend.]

this one is mine
people are in the items
please let them out


[Straightforward!]

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Apr. 6th, 2019 06:10 pm
singloversing: Into the Ocean - Blue October (Everything that freaks me out)
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[The network will hear Wirt before they properly see him, as he fusses a bit with the camera angle alone in his room.]

Oh, boy. Guess I'm really doing this...

[He finally stops touching it and pauses, hoping that looks okay (and it does). He really hates making public messages, but takes a deep breath and tries his best.]

Um, hi. I'm...Wirt. Has, uh. ...H-Has anyone actually figured out like, what this event is? Or what we're supposed to be doing? The Dormouse made it sound like we were going to be looking for something, but then Wonderland like...gave me a TV?

[He moves a little bit so everyone can see the portable TV on table behind him. It's bright green, and it has a triangle embedded on the top of it in lieu of any kind of logo.]

It came with instructions, which is kind of suspicious in its own weird way since it came from Wonderland, but it also talks about like, voiding warranties? I-I mean maybe that doesn't really matter since I didn't pay anything, but...what does it mean it's not responsible for psychological damage? D-Did anyone else get anything like this? What am I supposed to...do, exactly?

[Another pause, and then he sighs at his own sad little explanation.]

Normally I'd just ask Dipper, but I can't find him or Mabel anywhere. ...Has anyone seen them, by the way? Like, anywhere?

[That might be the real reason this is turning into a post. He checked all their usual haunts and came up with nothing. All of their stuff is still in their room, but they're nowhere to be found, and he's not really sure how a TV is supposed to help him with that.]
slapfight: (△ you're just a lying little bitch)
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[Peridot seems to be broadcasting from… a barn, which if anyone has actually seen her and Lapis’s room makes total sense. She has a whiteboard behind her that has a lot of squiggles and equations that make perfect sense to her.]

Claude, hold the camera steady. [Offscreen, there is a meow. Claude is doing no such thing. The only reason the camera isn’t moving is because the kitten has not decided it’s something to play with yet. Peridot is still satisfied that she’s being heeded and clears her throat.]

Greetings, fellow prisoners of Wonderland. Some of you may be aware that since my arrival I have been seeking to understand the machinations of this place we’re trapped in. Some of you mistakenly believe this is merely a planetoid or a world composed entirely by magic with no other explanation, and you just accept that, which is exactly what the clods in charge what you to think!

But with the latest upset as of two months ago, it’s clear that my theories were right all along. This place you call Wonderland is merely a simulation, and our current bodies are highly detailed computer simulated projections, while our physical bodies are in stasis. I’ve adjusted my theories to allow the inclusion of magic into the nature of this place, but the overall theory remains true. Accompanying this broadcast is an account of some of my findings. I hope you’ll enlighten yourselves, allow yourselves to expand your thinking, and also thank Entrapta for her own growing research into the Core. It’s about time this matter was handled by true geniuses.

[Yeah. Anyway. She pauses dramatically and waits for the camera to turn off, presumably on Claude’s own power, which is asking a lot of a lazy kitten. After a few seconds of her standing there and sweating, she sighs, marches over, and turns it off herself.]


she blinded me with science )
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[ Good evening, Wonderland! Jessica's super perky and giggly. There's so much for her to be happy about! So now everyone gets to witness her trying to be a vlogger, because she is pointedly ignoring anything involving someone's dumb supernatural call out post. ]

There's so much romance floatin' around, I swear, and it's not even Valentine's Day. Not that I've ever known what it's like to be with someone 'round then, but whatever. [ She waves that off. ] People're gettin' married, it's sweater weather and time for cuddlin'... [ She sighs happily. ] It got me wantin' to read somethin' warm and happy for once.

[ She needed something to distract her from her burning desire for vengeance, okay? ]

But okay, so, I just started this series I've always being dyin' to read. Like, it didn't even occur to me that I could do it here! And now I can and it's so good.

[ Jessica's clutching the first book of said mystery series in her hands, the top of it just barely visible on screen. It's like she had to hug it a little to make her point. This shit's the best thing since sliced bread! ]

I know not everybody's from the same world, but somebody's bound to know about it, right? And I bet at least one person's read it, 'cause it's so popular. Like, it's a movie!

[ And so, the lion finally reveals to the lambs what book she means... ]

So, anybody read Twilight? I wanna talk with you all about it!

[ Yes. She is dead serious. ]
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[Iiiit's Peridot! ...It's a very official looking Peridot, too. Standing straight in front of her communicator with her shared room with Lapis (that looks a little bit like a barn) in the background.

She clears her throat, her expression calm, yet serious.]


I have a very important question for you all. One I hope I can get an adequate answer for.

[She presses her palms together and points her fingers towards the camera. The "booooi" fingers if you will.]

As I understand it, if someone leaves Wonderland for good, their things vanish. So what if their things are also your things?

[She seems to be doing her best to keep her cool. It's kind of working.] Th.. Thank you.

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Aug. 4th, 2018 01:25 pm
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[A small robin appears on the screen. He ruffles his feathers a little, showing his annoyance. Since he's in the library, he keeps his voice down.]

Does anyone else think they picked the wrong elective class?

[He has no idea why he chose math. He could have chosen phys ed. That would have been so much easier. Heck, music would have been easier, and he can barely play a note on a recorder.]

Also, is there anyone who wouldn't mind helping me with my math homework? It's due in a couple days...

Um...thanks.

[And he awkwardly signs off.]
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Hey everyone! Dipper, here.

[Dipper is sitting on a table in the library, books stacked around him as well as in the chair that some might argue he should be in. But where's the fun in that?]

I've been thinking a lot about the whole "fiction" thing. You know, how some people here are fictional to some other people? I mean, Alice, for one thing, and the whole Wonderland thing, but then there are the fairytale people and the superheroes and the DDMD people and I dunno, all kinds of people. Which is weird, right? But it gets weirder.

[He clambers off the table and turns the camera to reveal a cork board that holds three posters for some of his favorite shows: Tiger Fist, Ghost Harassers, and Duck-tective.]

This is all stuff from my world that, as far as I can tell, doesn't exist in any other world. That might not seem weird, but I've been comparing with Wirt. A lot of other worlds do share media.

[Under his posters, he pins three other posters: Six Million Dollar Man, Ghostbusters, and a piece of paper that just reads "A bunch of non-duck related Sherlock Holmes adaptions."]

But some things my world does share!

[He slaps an Alice in Wonderland poster in the middle across both rows of images.]

So what does it mean? I mean, I'm not an idiot. Pretty sure when you come from a place where the only media you share with other worlds is public domain, it means you're probably pretty fictional yourself. But no one's actually recognized me as fictional, so I guess I'm probably, you know. A really high quality, cult classic type thing. Way too cool for most people to have heard of.

[That's the only reason he's not famous, obviously. His book or movie or whatever couldn't possibly be bad.]

Anyway, I guess I wanted to see if we could identify any patterns here? [He tugs all the images down and starts pinning up pictures he's taken of various people in Wonderland. He pulls a ball of red yarn from his pocket. He's ready to go full mystery board here.] Have you ever been told you're fictional? Have you recognized anyone from fiction? Do you want to have a Ghost Harassers marathon with me?

...that was a joke. But also let me know if you do.
angewiesen: (66)
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Hey. After last weekend, I've got some questions for people with powers.

If you've got them, were they effected at all when you got here? Did they get weaker or stronger or whatever? If your powers are really crazy strong, is there any kind of limit on them? Anything that stops you from like... I dunno, blowing up the whole mansion just because you feel like it? Is there a cap to what you can do? Natural or otherwise.

Whatever input you can give is fine, even if you can't really answer my questions.

And uh. Thanks. I guess.
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They say that keeping secrets is bad for our wellbeing.

[And Pearl knows a whole lot about just how bad keeping a secret can be for one's wellbeing, especially when said secret is forced into her and she is physically unable to speak the truth even thousands of years after the matter.]

[Yes, that hurts quite a bit.]

So I was thinking that we could all partake in an anonymous confessional! I'll go first, of course.

[She wonders if the truth would work over text, but oddly enough, she is too scared to try in front of so many people. Not scared that she could be free from the burden at last, but scared that it will be just as fruitless, and she'll have to face the reality of her apparently eternal mental captivity once more. Clinging to that little glimmer of possibility feels infinitely better than destroying it outright.]

[It wouldn't make sense to anyone but a few, anyways. Someday, somehow, the time will come. Hopefully. Maybe. Stars and heavens above, please. But for now, she had something a bit easier to stomach.]

Okay. Okay.
I like watching humans sleep sometimes.

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May. 14th, 2018 08:29 pm
morework: (155)
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[ The latest event has done nothing to soothe Cullen's distaste for the transmission device. It has done everything to remind him how pointless any feud with the Mirrors would be, as long as Wonderland stands as their real enemy. At least he would vastly prefer that idea, even if he is not as sure of it as he would like.

His thoughts come prepared, and the forest stands as backdrop for his transmission. For what little that is worth to their privacy, given how many will receive this near their mirrors.
]

Many of us have provided means to prepare for the- [ -war is the word on the table, and now more than ever Cullen refuses to give it that weight. ] conflict we may have to face, but what has anyone done to prevent it?

[ A question, not an accusation. ]

We ought to ask ourselves if the other side is any keener on this fight than we are, if- they are beyond reasoning, or if it is simply a matter of cutting off the head, and replacing it with one more capable of sensible decisions.

[ He still has doubts, but the way his thoughts incline now is this: Only one person on the Mirror side needs to go to assure peace. ]
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[Sans is apparently dealing with the fallout of that whole event by doing what he does best--aggressively relaxing and pretending everything is fine. He's sitting on the beach, towel spread out beneath him and a beach umbrella propped up in the sand. There's an open bag of ketchup-flavored potato chips and some kind of nondescript can of soda with a straw in it. He's wearing a stupid, floppy beach hat and obnoxiously large sunglasses. He's got a fishing pole lying in the sand next to him, but right now he seems to be knitting.]

you know what the bright side of all this crap is? at the end of the day, they're just events. they suck, and then they're over, and then we have a couple weeks to just kinda...do nothing and wait for the next one. sorta proves that old saying, "this too shall pass," yeah? even if it's the worst thing that's ever happened, you're, uh...you're guaranteed that it'll end in just a couple days.

must be worse for the people whose worlds these events come from. yeah? they don't get that ending. they just sorta constantly deal with it. wonderland's almost like a...


[He spreads his hands vaguely at his whole beach scene he's crafted here.]

...a vacation. heh.

[He sets down his knitting for a moment to grab his soda. How does a skeleton drink from a straw when he has no lips? Don't worry about it.]

so, what...uh, what d'you think it means if someone dies and then comes back--early? like uh, a full day early?

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Mar. 18th, 2018 11:37 am
ssmisery: (no hope atoll)
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[The news brought on less of a freakout than may have been expected. I mean, not no freakout, but... Maybe it's because Lapis was already feeling a bit defeated, and already distrusted the carnival anyway. Maybe the declaration of war wasn't really a new development at all, just the nadir of a long, slow sinking feeling, something awful and inevitable clicking neatly into place. Maybe it had always been waiting there in the background. Maybe this can make her feelings on Mirrors less complicated, not more.

Because she had been thinking about trying to get better at dealing with them, but she had it all backwards, didn't she? She should be uncomfortable with the mirrors. She SHOULD hate them. Not because of her personal baggage, but because they're an enemy and they want to hurt everyone here. Maybe that would be easier.

Every particle of her being still screams that she needs to flee, but then that has already been the case since the day she got here, and escape is still quite impossible. When time passes and Lapis works her way back down towards numb, she just wants to know how screwed she is.]


so what can they do to us?
slapfight: (△ a blind spot in your gnome field)
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 [Iiiit's Peridot. Standing in the garden and holding the camera of her communicator close to her face.]

I, Peridot, have an announcement to make. Ahem.

[She shifts the camera's focus to what appears to be some sort of weird Banksy-looking statue made out of junk. it is not very attractive.] This is one of my many 'morps. Lapis and I have been scattering them around Wonderland. They represent the trials and tribulations of our time here. If you're interested, I can explain the nuance of each piece, but that's not what this announcement is about.

[She turns the camera back to herself and scowls.] I feel like this should go without saying, but since certain clods don't understand true vision, let me give you a word of warning.

[she takes a deep breath.] DON'T TOUCH THEM. Or else.
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[Sans looks...worn out. Exhausted. It's been a long streak of days of not really leaving his room and just sort of staring at his ceiling. Chara is gone. Toriel is gone. It feels like the start of something.]

[So distractions are in order.]


you know what wonderland needs more of?

cat videos.


[And then, with only that as warning, he loads up some pre-recorded short videos featuring his black cat, 4. It's pretty much exactly like one of those compilation videos. Just five solid minutes of 4 chasing his tail, 4 trying to jump from Sans's bed to the dresser and missing, 4 going to sleep on top of the trash tornado in the corner, 4 attacking one of Sans's slippers and doing the kicky feet of death to it, 4 meowing angrily at a completely empty corner, and 4 systematically knocking several packets of ketchup and mustard off the edge of Sans's hotdog stand. All of it is appropriately set to music.]

[Congrats on your first ever cat video, Wonderland.]
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[ When Liv appears on the screen, she's in a nice off-white sweater with a hint of gold sparkle to it, full face of makeup and nervously smiling. She gives a wave, then lets out a breath she's been holding. ]

I have a confession. And some of you know. Some of you who know me don't know, and everyone else...

[ She pauses, looking down a little. Is this the right thing? Hell if she knows. It's not like she's in a place the size of Seattle. Maybe now's the time to just come clean. ]

The rest of you don't need to know but uh...at this point if someone found out by word of mouth I feel like it'd suck more, so.

My name is Liv. I've been living here since the summer. And...I'm a zombie.

[ She pauses for a beat. ]

Obviously from a different zombie world than the rest of you. I'll answer your questions now: Yes, I eat what you think I eat but the closet provides it for me. I only act like the maniac you'd expect when I'm hurt unexpectedly and then I'm super strong and just kind of...grunty. But I can help, I do help. I've saved people. I've died here. Yes, I'm technically dead right now, but I still look great?

I guess those are the hard-hitting questions. If you have any others I'll be here to answer them.

Please don't try to kill me. I'll just come back.

So I guess that's it. Now you all know, and I can breathe easier. Ish. Well, not breathe. Whatever, you know what I mean.
krmvgivv: (i try to keep up with everything)
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[Dipper is... not enjoying this event. He's holding the camera close to his face, eyes darting furtively around him, but it's pretty clear the sugary beauty of fake-Mabelland has melted away leaving him in a nightmare zone.]

So, uh, hey guys. Sorry I haven't spoken up sooner, but I think this might be a double-us event? Cause like, me and Mabel felt really sick when we woke up at first and it took a little while to feel better. But yeah.

This looks a whole lot like the prison Bill, the triangle not the lizard, built for Mabel when he took over Gravity Falls and tried to destroy the world. You've probably already figured out it's gonna try and offer you whatever you most want to entice you not to want to escape. But it's all fake.

[A beat.]

Of course, when you acknowledge that it's fake, uh, there are some... consequences. [He turns the camera to show a rampaging Dippy Fresh, plus a few teddy bears that would be adorable if they weren't rotting with glowing eyes. How is cloth rotting? Some questions are not meant to be answered.]

So that's where the other side of the event comes in. These are our zombies. From Gravity Falls. The only way to defeat them? Is to sing. Yes, really. I know how it sounds. But I mean it, three part harmony will make their heads explode.

[He offers a strained smile.]

Good thing we have all these-- [He breaks off, frowning slightly. What are they called again?] Song... word machines, right?
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[When the video begins, it's not a face that appears. It's a close-up of a white, oval gemstone. 

The camera then shifts. This time, it's Pearl's squinting left eye. She has her face right up to the device, completely unaware that she's broadcasting a close-up of herself to copious amounts of people. It's kind of frightening, really.]


I-is this thing on? [Oh, dear. Looks like she's muted herself by accident. The camera has been pulled back enough to allow a good, visible look at her puzzled face now, and she's mouthing words that nobody can hear. Frustrated, she lightly smacks the side of the device, and a loud 'BEEP' sounds as the audio returns.]

Ah! 

[That was startling. She's got it down now.] 

A-ahem! Hello. I'm Pearl. [The gentle introductory smile she gives is earnest, but it's clear her head is in a different spot, as though she's mentally preoccupied with something else.] I'm new here, and I suppose I could use a bit of help. First of all, has anyone seen my Steven? He's a young boy with dark curly hair, and a red shirt with a yellow star on it. It's very important that I find him! A-and second of all, how do I get home immediately?! I was working on something very, very important, and it's urgent that I--

[She trails off, mind filling with the countless disastrous scenarios that might unfold if she doesn't finish what she was working on.]

...well, if you know anything, just...let me know! Thank you! Really.

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Dec. 28th, 2017 09:24 pm
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Why... do you think p-people... are afraid of people... who are different to them?

[The quiet, hesitant voice will be familiar to some people. R is asking something that has been on his mind for a while now - something he would have asked sooner if he wasn't so shy of the network on the whole.

Not using the video feature, well, that's really more for him than anyone else. The pewter-grey eyes and near-white skin still draw awkward questions.
]

Is 'different' a-always a bad... thing?
punful: (what do you call a skeleton in the rain?)
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[Sans is out at his hotdog stand, apparently oblivious to the growing cold. His black cat, 4, is a lot less oblivious, considering he's curled up in Sans's hood. He's peering dubiously at the camera while Sans fiddles with condiments. This is the first time Sans has really been out in public since the last event.]

probably only a couple more days till wonderland throws the holidays at us, huh? gonna be my third one, personally. wonder how bad it's gonna be this time. last year we didn't sleep and kept waking up in a wonderland where everyone was brainwashed. year before that, i almost froze to death. despite, yanno, bein' a skeleton.

[Sans sets about toasting a few hotdog buns on the grill behind him.]

hey, so...indulge me. if you could have any one thing for gyftmas, or christmas, or whatever you celebrate--what would it be? no limits. could be purely conceptual or intangible. just any one thing.

...and hey, if you wanna give a sarcastic answer, feel free. think we've all had enough truth or dare where you can't pick dare lately, after all. i'm just curious.

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Oct. 17th, 2017 10:46 am
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[Ishimaru hasn't really been at a hundred percent since Mondo's arrival in Wonderland and the difficult news he brought with him. A lot has been weighing on his mind, but over time he's managed to gain some comfort and regain some of his energy by throwing himself into his studies and focusing on them. And during the last event, he mostly spent time coordinating people in the safe zone while in his pajamas. Now that things have quieted down again, it seems like the time to address everyone.

And so, on this day he addresses everyone with an energetic message! He goes on cheerily, although every now and then his cheer fades a bit.]


Greetings, people of Wonderland! In case you have not met me, my name is Kiyotaka Ishimaru! I believe in bold simplicity, and through hard work I have earned the title of Super High School Level Public Morals Committee Member! Even though I've been trapped here in Wonderland, I am still doing everything that I can to continue my educational crusade in this world, and I highly encourage anyone to join me! If you find me at the library or the youth center, you are more than welcome to study with me. Let's all do our best!

In fact, I would also like to encourage everyone to help me with my studies right now! Please help me in one of two ways. Either quiz me on any subject, or teach me about something from your world. You could even do both if you so please! I would highly appreciate any help. ...Y-you can also talk about the value of second chances here in Wonderland! [Just in case Mondo is listening. He then closes with a hurried bow.]

Thank you for your time, and may you all have splendid days!

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Sep. 19th, 2017 11:34 am
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We can't get into our room because our cat keeps pawing at the tear in reality and we turn into animals or start hating each other or something.
Whose fault is this.
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Let's talk news.

[Georgia's sitting at her desk, dressed in her usual black blazer and white shirt, staring at the camera seriously through her dark sunglasses.]

I'm sure no one's guessed, but it's an important topic to me. In my world, the news, like everything else, changed radically during the summer of 2014 when the Rising happened. While mainstream newspapers and tv anchors were reporting that everything was fine and laughing about "hoax" zombie sightings, bloggers who took it upon themselves to figure out what was really happening. For bloggers, spreading the truth was more important than maintaining the rapidly deteriorating status quo. They risked their lives to learn how to deal with zombies, and they wrote everything down even while fighting off infection, so that more people could use what they'd learned to survive. They were the heroes of the Rising, and a big part of why we're still around.

The Rising ended over twenty years ago, but we never forgot. There's a reason I'm a blogger, and it's not because I couldn't get a job with a so-called "legitimate" newspaper if I'd tried. My generation trusts bloggers to tell the truth on their own terms, not to bow to the will of various outside powers with different agendas. That's what I'm here to bring. The truth, nothing but.

[She sits back. Her eyes are hidden behind her glasses, but her intense focus is clear anyway.]

But that's my world. I'm interested in hearing about yours. Internet, newspaper, hell, even if the best you've got is a town crier, you've got to get your news somehow. So tell me: what's your experience with the media?
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[The camera opens close on Kon's face, though there's something odd about the light. It's mottled and colorful, like he's standing in front of stained glass windows or something. And he's grinning. That is not a grin you want to trust.]

Hey people! Thought it might be time to tell you about a certain superpower that no one except me has.

[Because he loves talking about it, and because it'll get anyone who knows him to zone out now. Convenient.]

See, I'm Superman's clone, and for the most part I've got the same powers... Strength, flight, durability... but there's one power that's entirely my own.

I call it tactile telekinesis. It's kinda like, a forcefield? Only I can manipulate it. It's great for taking things apart cause I can wedge it into all the cracks of something and then boom. [He holds up a hand and spreads his fingers.] But it's also great for keeping things together.

[He pans the camera up, revealing a mass of water balloons that should not all be staying up, since he's only touching one or two. But there it is, a huge mass of water balloons, held together as easily as if they were actually attached to each other.]

...you know. Until I don't need to anymore. Hi, Tim.

[He lowers the camera, just enough to give a glimpse of Tim Drake's face before he drops all of the water balloons on Tim's head. Then he turns the camera back on his own face as he flies away, cackling madly.]

Anyway, if anyone needs me, I'll be way, way over the roof. Later!
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[AH YES. LOOK AT THAT BEAUTIFUL SCENERY. Assuming you don't get motion sickness, because this is some definite mockumentary shit right here. The camera moves across the beautiful canyon with its creepy Jungi Ito-ian splendor, narrated by a familiar shrill voice.]

See? This is what I've been talking about! This is what I call a kindergarten, you clods. And not only is it a kindergarten, it's the Prime Kindergarten on Earth. Look at it. It's so elegant, so well-thought out.

[The camera lingers on a busted injector drill for a moment.]
Obviously, the equipment is defunct now, but in its day, this place was a well-oiled machine producing gems for Homeworld. If it wasn't for the fact that kindergartens drain planets of their resources and make them inhabitable for organic life, this one could probably still produce a few more quartzes. Heh.

[She laughs, awkwardly.]
- Oh! But you should see this. This is what the Wonderland creature was talking about- Ngh! [She holds the camera up, trying to get a view inside one of the holes, but it's... dark so there's not really much to see.] Look how perfect this hole is. The quartz who came out of this had to have been a brute. Also!  You should all know that this is actually a reproduction of the kindergarten Amethyst was made in. For those of you who knew her, which most of you should have.

[The camera shuffles around, reminding everyone to never eat before watching a mockumentary.] It would be almost perfect as a slice of home if not for one... problem.

[and she finally turns the camera around, revealing this face, wearing something like this, though with significantly less cleavage involved.] WHY DO I LOOK LIKE THIS?! I'm supposed to be in my element. Those Wonderclods are going to pay for-

[There's an unnerving sound off-camera and Peridot looks away nervously.] Oh no... I almost forgot about them.


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