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[ Oh God why is this happening. Why.

For Wonderland, it's only been a week, but for Chloe, it's been months. She addresses the network in a curious get-up: a wedding dress and veil made out of toilet paper. It looks like she's dropped in straight out of a bachelorette party game, which she did. ]


Wow. Okay. For once? Wonderland's timing could not have been better.

[ The most observant will notice the engagement ring on her left hand.

That bachelorette party? Totally her own.

And it was sucking. ]


It's been, what, a week, maybe? Obviously longer for me. Definitely longer. [ She glances around, only then remembering the toilet paper crown which she rips off her head and discards. Chloe is in the caves: the same cave she appeared in on her first arrival to Wonderland, actually. She glances around, wide-eyed and obviously completely lost. ]

I really should have mapped these better when I had the chance.
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[ Claire came back on Sunday. Today is Wednesday. She's spent some time trying to decide how she wants to go forward. She's spent some time mulling things over, going over what happened detail by detail up to the last thing she can remember.

She'd heard it. A soft metal 'clink' before the blow to the back of her head.

The thing is, this isn't the first time someone's tried to murder her. Considering she's landed in America just before the Revolutionary War and who she's married to, it likely won't be the last. She's gotten to the point of wishing she was dead, even, because the agony was too much.

But she's never actually died.

So, she needed time. And in that time after waking up and reassuring those that were actually there with her, she has been alone in her room. Thinking, trying to puzzle it all out, hearing accounts of what others know. She doesn't love that a panicked message was sent alerting the entire mansion to her death, so she feels, in a sense, that she needs to address it. ]


Hello, everyone. I don't plan on taking up too much of your time. This is Claire Fraser and as was delivered to your devices a few days ago, I did - [ She halts, saying the words out loud for the first time. ] - die. In true Wonderland fashion I have also returned. I will not be in the clinic for the remainder of the week, and I'm sure both Liv and Mikan will have no problem aiding you medically if you require assistance.

I'm all right.

[ And she knows there could be questions, so she leaves herself open to the idea of rehashing things for the sake of getting to the bottom of what happened. ]

I would like to note that as of now, the entire...event, for lack of a better word, is one I keep turning over in my head, trying to make sense of it. There are no concrete answers, so if you've heard something blaming anyone, know that there is nothing to back it up as of now.

Thank you.
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[Ben looks directly into the camera, which is actually at a flattering angle believe it or not, and sighs. He also is new here but doesn't bother considering that fact. His wife is already making herself well known enough for the both of them probably.]

Look, I know most of you probably don't care, but the fact that the "magical wardrobe" [yeah, those are airquotes] isn't always precise? Is kind of a problem.

Take for instance, this calculator.

[He holds up something akin to the TI-83+, for those who took any kind of math in the 90s to 00s in modern, normal America.]

If you're from my time? This? This is an inferior piece of technology. No one wants this. What they want is the TI-89. Or, even better, a brand new Casio. But I would've happily settled for the TI-84. Doesn't even need to be the plus edition. [Oh boy, he's getting fired up now. Nerd alert.] Look everyone says that Texas Instruments were just scamming everyone when the 84s came out but that's not true. They did impressive coding upgrades. I mean, all you have to do is toss a polynomial function with asymptotes in there to see the difference.

[A long pause, as if he can hear his many friends back home and their iterations of how boring he is.]

Look, all I'm saying is that sometimes it matters what kinds of things you need. Some jobs need certain tools and specifics matter. And not just with calculators either.

video;

Jun. 23rd, 2018 06:42 pm
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So....

[The video starts with an image of Wendy, some kind of tropical drink in hand and the water behind her. She's obviously on Shawn's boat, having found a lot of fun with the excitement of it.]

A friend was talking about collectibles and things like that. Like antiquing, I guess, and I was thinking about how with the closets, maybe collectibles aren't the same when you can ask for any but...

I'm so totally wanting to start a collection of things. Your things. Well, the things that were cool and collectible and that you loved in your world. So if you want to play with the closet and send them my way, that would be cool. So then I can collecting the collectible things from all the worlds we have here.

Well, or try. If you guys, like, play along. I'm out on the boat, but you can drop things off at room two oh three, or find me around. If you're willing. The weirder the better, seriously.


[All manners of post welcome, and feel free to find her on the boat, her place or around.]
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The Queen is dead. Long live the Queen.

On Monday, in front of a crowd filled with Mirrors and Reals, the ground opened up beneath the Queen of Hearts and swallowed her up into a bright light. In her place, the White Queen, long thought dead, was restored through the boxes of donated memories. Anywhere else, the war that's been brewing for months would be the big story of the day, but Wonderland has never been anywhere else, and the much-touted war turned out to be a chess game. The Red Queen beat the Queen of Hearts, she took it poorly, and then the real story started.


Before her resurrection, the White Queen was the sister about which we knew the least... )

[As usual, Georgia leaves copies of the article close to several mirrors, and leaves hers uncovered in case anyone wants to talk about it. They deserve to be informed about their monarch.]

[video]

Apr. 16th, 2018 11:33 pm
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[Red doesn't address the network much, if at all, but considering there's a war coming on, and he has some experience with the back room sorts of things that wars bring about, he figures now's the time.]

Wars are nasty business. One side always trying to one up the other. One side always trying to physically dominate the other. There's been a lot of talk of training and military combat, which is all well and good, but it's not the only thing that's needed to win in a conflict like the one headed our way.

Back home, I specialized in gathering, and more importantly using, information against an opposing side. Sometimes that's much more effective when one sits down to cut a deal. You know where the other side is coming from and what the other side wants. Gathering the information is where things can get hairy. One often has to be willing to bend the rules a bit to get anything of value.

I'd be willing to offer any help I can, if we can actually sit down and talk to the other side.

[The other implication is, he'd love to meet others who'd be wiling to get that valuable information.]
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( network )
( when the device activates there's no message, simply a few seconds of silence before a message taps out )

-.-. --- -- . / - --- / - .... . / .-. --- --- ..-. .-.-.-

( she'd examined the network, had had a brief look of the place for her people but the place was large, and sending a message (however risky) was the only way to ensure meeting them instead of continually missing them. helen knew that there was a likelihood that someone else would intercept the message, being that this device was not hers, but there'd be answers either way. for anyone that does instead respond over the device instead of going to the roof she'll reply back, if a little delayed )
( the roof )
( she's pacing a little. helen doesn't like waiting, not when she's been separated, potentially kidnapped, and she doesn't know the fate of her people. nikola would likely be fine, he was immortal again, but it wasn't just whether he was alive that concerned her.

her gun is concealed under her coat, and she's thankful that she still has it, though it's odd that it hadn't been removed after she'd been brought here. if here was as real as it looked. until helen found any answers, or nikola, she'd be keeping her mind open )

[Text]

Sep. 22nd, 2017 06:35 pm
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It's strange. When you're out in the muck and the mess of the war you find yourself dreaming of getting away from it, but then you end up in a place like this with glowing magic traps and you think, "Ah, you know, maybe it weren't so bad back there!"
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[The broadcast begins with a jolt, the image certainly showing that the device is laying crooked, lower than the man in them, and likely not even noticed.

The room looks like a cross between woodland cottage and a mad scientist's lab with cluttered work spaces and a bed pushed into one corner, and a curtain seemingly leading off to a second room. The image of a man scurrying about is seen, his waistcoat mustard colored and his sleeves rolled up. Glimpses of his face might show that his cheeks are red and his hair in a wild tousled state.

His attention though is on anything but the device.]


Nono! Not that. No! He isn't for you to play with!

[Scurrying after something that darts past the camera, the rich, desert-y tan of its fur brushing the device. A moment later Newt rushes by after them.]

Please, come here. I need to... figure out what you even are! Yes, Andy, I know. I wasn't asking for random creatures. I asked for a kneazle.

[Not that Andy speaks, being a pyjak, but Newt has taken to talking to the beastie while doing many of the things he does around his room. Including chasing after someone or something that definitely isn't Andy, since the pyjak has picked up the device and is playing with it now, showing many other images.

Including the teal colored stick bug clinging to Newt's back, and a small, rich reddish brown creature that is racing in circles around the bed, trying to avoid the tan colored creature.

It is in that moment that Newt notices what his pyjak is holding and he groans.]


Oh Merlin's bloody beard. Turn that off.

[Spoiler: Andy doesn't.]

01: Video

Jul. 18th, 2017 08:55 pm
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[After the slightest bit of fumbling, Red appears on the screen, dressed in his customary three piece suit and Fedora. He has an extremely important question, after, of course, the customary introduction. It's only polite]

Good afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Raymond Reddington.

[The introduction, like his wardrobe, is just slightly over the top. Other than that, he seems completely at ease, like winding up in Wonderland is just another day for him.]

While I have to commend our hosts on the accommodations, it seems as though the food and drink leaves something to be desired. Does anyone know where to get an above average chocolate chip cookie? I’m having a hell of a time locating one that doesn’t taste like the packaging it comes in. A good scotch wouldn't go unappreciated either.

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