video/action; [forward dated to Thursday]
Jul. 14th, 2015 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[The sudden appearance of the glimmering tears everywhere interests Meg enough for her to set out on an impromptu exploration excursion, and she's got the bright idea to document the whole thing for anyone else who might be curious and doesn't necessarily carry the benefit of being (relatively) immortal and giving absolutely zero fucks. When she fires up the feed, she greets Wonderland with all her usual grace and charm, flask in hand and a devious expression on her face. She's out in the gardens, a few feet in front of one of the rips in question. She takes a pull of whiskey and grins, producing a thoroughly unremarkable deck of playing cards from her back pocket. We'll call it divine inspiration, or something.]
Gotta say, I generally prefer my cards to just lay down and let me play with them, but that was quite the little song and dance number. Guess now it all makes sense... well, [She snorts] as much as this place ever does, anyway. Anyway, color me impressed. And curious... [She walks right up to the rift, moving her hand along its length just at its edge, not quite reaching in yet. Feeling. Reading its energy, or some shit. It was unsurprisingly totally foreign to her, as most things here tended to be. When she looks back to the camera, looking even more mischievous than before as she opens the deck of cards.] I can't be the only one. Let's see what happens, hmm?
[Meg pulls a random card out - the ten of spades, as it happens - and sends it spinning sideways into the rift. It disappears without any severe reaction, and she looks back to the camera, raising her brows. The five of hearts is next, then the queen of diamonds, the ace of clubs, and finally the king of spades. Slowly, purposefully, she watches, analyzing, but quickly grows bored.] Not a whole lot, huh? Kay...
[There's really not much that can be determined from the experiment, but that just fuels her curiosity. Without hesitation, she shoves the remaining cards back in her pocket and eases her hand in, up to the wrist. A few seconds in, she lets out a blood-curdling scream and yanks out her hand. She looks good and terrified for a beat, cradling her hand to her chest as though injured. And then, Meg being Meg, she cracks a smile and chuckles.] Just kidding. Doesn't feel like much of anything, really.
[Looking more determined now that she's had her laugh at the expense of anyone and everyone's nerves, Meg turns her attention back to the rift and peeks through, then climbs right on in. There's maybe a minute or so of radio silence, the transmission seemingly having ended - then the feed comes back to life, and Meg's boots come back into view, this time suddenly teetering dangerously close to the edge of the swimming pool. Muffled cursing can be heard as she she barely manages to rear back and catch her balance without falling in, and when the camera lands back on her face, the demon looks both confused and unimpressed with the whole rude experience. She casts a black-eyed glare over her shoulder at the shining rift, offended at its general existence and placement. But far more importantly--]
So that's the other side, huh? Might wanna steer clear of these things if you don't feel like falling out of the sky somewhere else.
[With that said, she lights a cigarette and huffs off toward the door, cutting the feed somewhere along the way. This has been a public service announcement from your friendly local demon. Play safe, kids?]
Gotta say, I generally prefer my cards to just lay down and let me play with them, but that was quite the little song and dance number. Guess now it all makes sense... well, [She snorts] as much as this place ever does, anyway. Anyway, color me impressed. And curious... [She walks right up to the rift, moving her hand along its length just at its edge, not quite reaching in yet. Feeling. Reading its energy, or some shit. It was unsurprisingly totally foreign to her, as most things here tended to be. When she looks back to the camera, looking even more mischievous than before as she opens the deck of cards.] I can't be the only one. Let's see what happens, hmm?
[Meg pulls a random card out - the ten of spades, as it happens - and sends it spinning sideways into the rift. It disappears without any severe reaction, and she looks back to the camera, raising her brows. The five of hearts is next, then the queen of diamonds, the ace of clubs, and finally the king of spades. Slowly, purposefully, she watches, analyzing, but quickly grows bored.] Not a whole lot, huh? Kay...
[There's really not much that can be determined from the experiment, but that just fuels her curiosity. Without hesitation, she shoves the remaining cards back in her pocket and eases her hand in, up to the wrist. A few seconds in, she lets out a blood-curdling scream and yanks out her hand. She looks good and terrified for a beat, cradling her hand to her chest as though injured. And then, Meg being Meg, she cracks a smile and chuckles.] Just kidding. Doesn't feel like much of anything, really.
[Looking more determined now that she's had her laugh at the expense of anyone and everyone's nerves, Meg turns her attention back to the rift and peeks through, then climbs right on in. There's maybe a minute or so of radio silence, the transmission seemingly having ended - then the feed comes back to life, and Meg's boots come back into view, this time suddenly teetering dangerously close to the edge of the swimming pool. Muffled cursing can be heard as she she barely manages to rear back and catch her balance without falling in, and when the camera lands back on her face, the demon looks both confused and unimpressed with the whole rude experience. She casts a black-eyed glare over her shoulder at the shining rift, offended at its general existence and placement. But far more importantly--]
So that's the other side, huh? Might wanna steer clear of these things if you don't feel like falling out of the sky somewhere else.
[With that said, she lights a cigarette and huffs off toward the door, cutting the feed somewhere along the way. This has been a public service announcement from your friendly local demon. Play safe, kids?]