002 | Video

Sep. 19th, 2014 03:22 pm
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My, my, if I'd known that riddle was going to make things this entertaining...I would've paid much more attention to it.

[Hello again Wonderland, no mirror here, just the regular Wicked Witch of the West looking far more interested in what's going on at the moment than she has with just about anything else she's seen since she got here.]

I hope I'm not distracting you from your search for too long, but I have, let's call it a request. A small one, really. Nothing major, I promise.

[She'll pause for a moment, appearing to be thinking this over. She already knows what she's going to ask though, so it's entirely for show.]

There's a person here by the name of Regina. No doubt some of you know her, more of you, I'm sure know her than you do me,. Anyway, my request is thus, don't let her solve it. Whether she's cursed or a different one, or whatever is going on, I don't really care. Either way I'm certain she has more than enough undeserved accolades as it is, so really, she can do without whatever this is all about.

[And that's really all she has to say, so she'll just stop there. No wait, there's one more thing.]

And if any of you are curious as to why, well, that's none of your business now, is it? After all, she knows why, and that's all that matters.
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Sep. 14th, 2014 04:01 pm
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[ Haymitch hasn't posted to the network once in all his time here. He's answered other people on rare occasion, but overall he hasn't trusted the thing.

He's been mulling things over lately, though, and he's come up questioning even himself and his own perceptions of Wonderland and what it is. After all this time, he's got to do or say something. ]

Any of you ever heard of Panem? The Hunger Games? Have you heard of Haymitch Abernathy at all?

[ Oh and he's visibly drunk, swaying just a little as he speaks. ]



(OOC: Fourth-walling is welcome at this point, if you feel so inclined.)
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Sep. 5th, 2014 10:34 am
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[She's always excelled at keeping to herself, not letting anyone in. It's been how many months since she arrived here? And still, she can count the number of people she actually trusts on one hand. Finnick and Haymitch. Anyone else? Anyone else, she's still excels at keeping at arms length. It's better that way, she tells herself. Better for them, better for her. She's not someone worth befriending.

Because, in the end, she still can't break the feeling that all she does is get those she cares for hurt. For once in her life, she's doing her best not to be selfish. She doesn't need friends to survive this place. With Haymitch's stores, her ability with a bow, and Finnick's with a trident, they'll have all the food needed. They'll be able to protect each other when the game played here finally comes to a head. She has her allies. She doesn't need any other.

But it is a lonely life. And coming down from the high of actually being able to hunt large game the past few days, the loneliness only seems more amplified.

It's why she actually sits on the front steps of the mansion, staring at the phone device in her hands. Her quiver rests on the step behind her and her bow rests against her right side. A measly squirrel sits in front of her. Today's hunt had been one of the worst since arriving here. She hasn't been this empty handed in a while. And whether she admits it or not, the lack of success is starting to eat at her.

She flips the phone over in her hands before finally turning it on. There's a second of hesitation before she finally asks:]

They can turn on you. Or disappear at any moment. So what's the point? Seeking out allies here? Why bother?
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06 | video / text

Aug. 22nd, 2014 09:52 am
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Considering that it's obvious that not everyone is from the same type of place, and about half of everyone here didn't know about any kind of magic before getting here- ( It's okay, neither did she ) -it would be interesting to know exactly what there is, and what's possible in worlds. When things get brought here knowing about it first could be useful.

And before anyone asks, no- it's not going personal. I don't care whether you're part of any of the questions just what you already knew and what's possible. It's from a science perspective.

( Which she will tell you about if you actually ask because no many people care about Wonderland physics )

Where are you from?
When are you from?
Did you already know about:
    Magic?
    Supernatural creatures? ( e.g. nazi vampires )
    Other non-human things? ( e.g. gods )
    Portals?
    Resurrecting the dead?
    Reality altering?
    Alternate/pocket dimensions?
    Something 'unusual' not specified?
( Yes, half of that list is also magic related but specific can be very helpful )

So fill it out. And yes, giving examples would actually be helpful. Any questions?

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Aug. 20th, 2014 04:56 pm
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[The Cat is lying on its stomach, its paws aligned in front of it, looking like a tiny lion with a large grin.]

You are on an hypothetical journey. You come to a river.

[It raises a paw to cover its nose and very little of its smile, listing to one side as it gives a hissing laugh.]

Shishishishi, do you ford the river?

[Shaken by its own laughter, the Cat overbalances and rolls onto side.]

Shishishishishishi. Or perhaps float across?

[The Cat rolls onto its back and then onto its other side without pausing. It's smile is a little slow to follow, but it catches up after a second.]

So much to decide on and such a long journey ahead of you.

Shishishi. I hope you don't get cholera.
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Aug. 18th, 2014 06:08 pm
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[ time's a little off here. he's pretty sure that his birthday had been right around the corner back home, only to crash land in Wonderland and find himself ripped out of summer and thrown into spring. it circles back around until finally that day ( which is also his anniversary ) creeps up on him. he hasn't forgotten this year but that's really only because things are so much quieter here in comparison to camp, or Ancient Rome. he isn't rushing towards his very possible death at breakneck speed for once ( and let him tell you, that's strange ). the sun has barely risen but he's wide awake, eager and bright eyed, and probably the lightest that he's felt in days baggage wise.

yes, it has everything to do with the blue cupcake in front of him.

that's unusual too. that the cupcake has survived his growling stomach and the natural instinct to shove food ( in handfuls ) into his mouth. that's his duty as a teenage boy. as happy as he is, there are two things on his mind while he turns the cupcake in his hand wistfully. the first is the color blue and what it means to him and where that tradition originated. it's an awfully thoughtful face to be fixed on baked goods. ] Whenever I was with my mom when I was younger, she went out of her way to have something blue we could eat. Candy, pancakes, cupcakes, [ he holds it a little higher although this one isn't from his mom ] you name it and she probably found a way to make it blue. If you've never met my mom, then it sounds kind of silly. But I loved it. It was her way of proving she was still here and the world hadn't gotten to her, you know? Food can be blue. Anything's possible.

[ he doesn't want to ruin today by talking about his gross ex step-father, so that's out. no full story time for Wonderland. ]

Does anyone else have a tradition out there that's special to them? Mine happened as often as we could make it happen, but it could be something that happens every year, or every few months. [ he shrugs, generally curious, and briefly homesick. his heart aches. it shows in his eyes for the short span that he allows it and something thuds against the closet door, making him turn from where he's seated and glare at it. the noise stops. on the one hand, he should investigate and on the other, he's not entirely sure he isn't hearing things. so! next matter of business. ]

And I guess my other question is: what do you give someone that's already given you everything? [ like really. Annabeth's been with him through thick and thin, death scares, the end of the world, grisly fights in the sewers, holding up the sky, being lost in the labyrinth, traveling through a sea of monsters, halfway across the world just to find him again; she's taken a poisoned dagger for him, and yeah, maybe he chose mortality for her and snubbed the prospect of living forever. maybe he's gone above and beyond by choosing to fall into a place of "no return" with her, but he still doesn't think that's the end-all, be-all. Paris was cool, but he can't spring for something quite that romantic when he's trapped in Wonderland. ] I don't mean gifts and flowers. That's a part of it, but Annabeth means more than random gifts to me. I know I wouldn't be here talking to you today if it wasn't for her.

She's— [ there's that thud again. he narrows his eyes and gets up from where he's seated to go look into the noise. his hand slips into his pocket, ready to draw Riptide in pen form and uncap it. fear his wrath! what he isn't expecting is to open the closet door and to have a hoard of blue food descend upon him. he doesn't have time to get out of the way or leap for the bed and get to the door. it knocks him over. everything he mentioned and more. any kind of food that can have food coloring added to it is currently trying to drown the son of poseidon. he digs his way to the surface and comes up with frosting in his hair. this is what he gets for wishing to see his mother, isn't it? ] She's going to be so stoked that I flooded her room with enough food to feed an army of giants.

[ huffs. ]

Happy Anniversary, Annabeth.

[ ..wait is that pizza? ]
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May. 2nd, 2014 09:50 pm
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[ now that he can speak without feeling like he's in a boy band, it's time to address the network again. not because he has a lot to say that hasn't already been said. he hopes it has come up before; he hopes that with how many people are in Wonderland, tons of them have broached this topic. but he knows that one person or even a few people can't save everyone, it's impossible to have that many eyes. so, that's where this comes in. that's why there's a shot of a grassy field with some straw dummies in it, stuck into the ground and standing. some of them are covered in fabric to keep them together better, others aren't.

some of you might recognize Percy from the back of his head, but most of you won't. that's not important right away. he's decked out in leather armor from the closet, the same place the dummies came from. it's not as good as the kind he had back in Manhattan, but it does the trick.

he's not angry at Wonderland, he doesn't have a reason to be. not yet. he hasn't been here long enough to suffer what he keeps hearing about from people he wants to protect. terrifying events. events that can kill people, can strip them of their powers, of anything that gives them an edge. so that's why he's going to charge a dummy with a glowing, bronze sword and efficiently hack it to pieces. it's the kind of necessary violence that reminds him of his once upon a time sword fighting mentor. but the point is, he doesn't stop until only ribbons of fabric and straw are left. it's not to show off, it's a demonstration of what he can offer. ]

So I don't know about the rest of you, but I hate feeling like there's nothing I can do. Like I'm just a piece in someone's stupid game to prove gods know what to gods know who. [ he's facing the camera now and shrugging, Riptide still in hand. ] Maybe I can't change that.

[ maybe i can. ]

But I can change what Wonderland does to people during events. I hope I'm not the first guy to offer, considering I've only been here for about five weeks. You don't have to be powerless. I can teach you to fight. Swords aren't for everyone, but I've got friends who know how to use knives and spears, and sometimes, whatever happens to be around in a crisis. Knowing how to defend yourself isn't always going to save you [ i've seen the best fighters go down ] but it can make a difference, if you're willing to try. I come from a summer camp that specializes in teaching kids of all ages, so if you think it isn't in you, I'm telling you it is.

I know I haven't seen the scary stuff this place can throw at us yet. But I can't keep hearing about it and hoping for the best, because speaking from experience? [ he's just going to stab his sword into the ground now. ] That never works out.

I guess what I'm saying is: you can run in fear and go into hiding alone or you can stand up and we can face it together.

Or [ and the serious face drops, so he can crack a sheepish grin ] uh, we can practice as a hobby. I'm good with that, too.
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Apr. 29th, 2014 02:36 pm
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[She sits in the dark of the bedroom she claimed, hidden within the closet and staring at the device for minutes - even if it's felt so much longer. Her back sits straight against the wall, knees curled to her chest. Maybe she's regressing. All the work and progress Dr. Aurelian had made - however little of it - slowly drifting away. She's in a game again. Trapped and at the will of others.

All she wants to do is stay out of sight. Fall asleep and wake up back home in Panem, back where she belongs. Or, at least, in a place she belongs more so than here. What she'd give for this to be not real. For Haymitch to be the one with the addled memory for once.

But he's not and she left the door open to her bedrom without thinking. People could wander in if they wanted. She's defenseless, having gone straight into hiding as opposed to finding a place to obtain weapons. That'll come later.

Maybe.

What's important now is that she’s in a game. A game, apparently, that she's been in before. Where people might know her, might have some memory of a girl she can't remember. Her talk with Haymitch had made that much clear. Maybe she should seek out allies. But what person in their right mind would want to know her? Why would anyone willingly trust someone who... someone who couldn't even protect those she loved most.

Finally, she clears her throat. Her grey eyes look at the screen, haunted. The left corner of her lip twitches but there’s no actual smile on her face. Smiles haven’t come easy in a long, long time.]

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I’ve been told that I’ve been here before but I don’t remember. I don’t... [She doesn’t want to remember. Doesn’t ever want to have to play that game that Peeta does every single day. Real or not real. How can she tell? Is this real or is it something else entirely? She still doesn’t know.] I don’t want to be here.

[But who does? With the exception of the Careers, did any of the tributes ever really want to enter the arena? She knows the answer to that, knows it as well as she knows her own name. She’s messing this up.

But that comes as no surprise to her. She doubts it comes to a surprise to anyone.]

I just want to hunt and- Be left alone. You don’t need to get to know me. You don't want to. Trust me on that. [Because all she's ever done was hurt those that she loved. Or even liked just remotely. It's too dangerous for anyone to be around her. No longer is she solely just unlikable, but she's become too much of a nuisance for any Gamekeeper in their right mind not to want to control.] I'm not worth it. It'd be best for everyone if you see me to just stay away. Just forget that I ever came back.
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004 ♟ video

Apr. 28th, 2014 08:34 pm
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[For once, Adam Milligan doesn't care about staying quiet, or about being shy around video cameras. It's quite the change, and one he can blame this conversation on. His camera is set up in his living room, concealing the angel sigils on his walls, but showcasing the young blond man with his big mastiff by the couch. There's music playing, which should be warning enough for what's coming, maybe not for the fact Adam looks almost jazzed. He's smiling, holding the dog's face between his hands.

You know what else is fun besides just singing to sing? Sticking it to the pair of half-brothers you have floating around here, and everyone else who's earned a good "fuck you."

A little Cee Lo Green to brighten your day, anybody?]

Hey, you, you ready? You want to sing with me? I'll start us off.

[He says this to the dog before diving right into the beginning part of the song. Having a decent singing voice makes it easy to keep tune and substitute lyrics with his own personal "fuck you" at the same time.

Nothing like channeling your feelings into some cathartic shit-flinging, Glee-style.]

I see you walking 'round town with the guy who screwed me, and I'm like "fuck you!"
Ooo, ooo, oooo!

I guess dying for you wasn't enough, I'm like-- [He smiles prettily for the camera.] "Fuck you! And fuck him, too!"
I said, "If I were quicker,
I'd still be with ya"
Ha, now ain't that some shit?
(Ain't that some shit?)

And although there's pain in my chest
I still don't wish you the best with a "fuck you!"
Ooo, ooo, oooo!

[Adam breaks off from singing the next part to ruffle the mastiff's fleshy face, who's started to bark and bounce on his back legs excitedly. Taking its two massive paws in his hands, he pulls the dog upright.]

--Hey, you wanna dance? Huh? Yeah, you're into the Cee Lo, aren't you? I pity the fool--!

[Both boys, dog and master, throw their heads back, ooooing the note. Cooper the dog howls and wags his tail, hitting a lower note.]

That decides to trust in you
(Oh shit he's a lying backstabber)
Well
(Just thought you should know Wonderlanders)
Oooooooh
I've got some news for you
Ooh, I really hate your ass right now

[He'll go through the rest of the song, changing the words for Sam and Dean's benefit where necessary, bopping with Cooper the whole time. Come on, Wonderland, you know you want to dance! Belt that chorus! Fuck you, ooo, ooo, oooo!]
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Apr. 28th, 2014 02:40 pm
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[ The room looks like a beach house — as it is. Ten and Finnick are dressed in shorts, with wild, vibrant prints, with Finnick wearing a loose shirt and The Doctor sporting a rather dapper find. Finnick Odair isn't quite in his underwear, but he is wearing something that suggests he hadn't opened his eyes while dressing himself this morning — and Ten doesn't look like his marvellously dressed self, either, swapping a suit for something that looks like he'd wear to a beach. Finnick wears oversized red rimmed love heart sunglasses while Ten sports a large dazzling yellow pair that swallow his entire face. Standing beside one another, they seem to bounce to very loud music playing from a stereo system in the background. ]

[ Finnick points to Ten every time he sings (quite well): ] Girl look at that body.

Girl look at that body.

Girl look at that body.

[ Normally, the Doctor might feel uncomfortable, dressed as he is, but somehow, it's not really bothering him right this second. What he and Finnick are about to do is all in good fun, and honestly, he's loving every minute of it, ridiculous clothes and equally ridiculous glasses and all. ]

[ Whenever Finnick points at him, he grins and points right back, singing his part with as much vim and vigor as he can throw into the performance: ]

I-I-I work out.

[ Finnick winks at him. ] When I walk in the spot, this is what I see —

[ And he just winks back. ] — Everybody stops and they're staring at me.

I got passion in my pants — [ Finnick points down to his crotch with an exaggerated thrust of his hips. ]

[ Ten throws back his head and laughs at Finnick's exaggerated movements. But, in the spirit of things, he manages a passable imitation as he continues with the next line: ] — And I ain't afraid to show it.

Show it, show it, show it. [ Finnick moves toward Ten and grabs his glasses from his face. He slips his own off and, one-handedly — almost poking him in the eye — he slips it back over his ears. He shoves his new pair on. Finnick now wears the yellow glasses while Ten wears the hearts. ]

[ Ten mouths a silent but clearly indignant 'oi' at Finnick, but continues on with the song, now wearing those ridiculous heart sunglasses. ]

[ Together: ] I'm sexy and I know it!

[ And Finnick gives Ten a great, big kiss on the cheek. ]
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10th Bad Case [Video & Text]

Apr. 20th, 2014 07:13 pm
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[ When the video feed flickers on, it's a jumbled mess of motion blur, and at first it might seem like it was activated by accident. The voices and commotion however make it very clear that it wasn't an accident. Once the image stills, all that can be seen is the ceiling of a room for a moment before a hand wraps around and makes the screen go black for a moment and then Stiles' face shows up. ]

No, this is not a two person job and I don't care if it was your idea. You cut me off before I can finish my sentences and it's annoying.

Well, I wouldn't cut you off if your sentences didn't suck!

[ What the rest of Wonderland can sort of see, is Isaac rather easily getting a hold on the communicator pushing Stiles away with one hand before he brings the video back so everyone can see his rather unimpressed face. Excuse him for a moment, he's a bit busy giving Stiles a look that could rival even Derek's unimpressed faces. But that doesn't seem to deter him as the video begins wobbling again, obviously there is a tug-a-war going on. It's blatant by how gentle Isaac is being that he's actually worried he might harm the other teenager, giving him a chance at this.

Stiles' face is back in view, but Isaac is the one that responds. ]

Right, that really makes sense. Get over it - no one wants to see you when you're pale and skinny and look like you're dying.

Oh, okay, yeah, like you can talk.

[ There's a huff before Stiles jerks his head back in a truly impressive eyeroll before relinquishing his hold and letting Isaac take over the video. ]

Stiles and I were thinking - since everyone is teaching each other stuff that we might as well make the whole school thing official and create some actual sports teams. More specifically: Lacrosse. If you're interested, there's a brief questionnaire we'd like you to fill out.

[ The feed immediately cuts to text without so much as a goodbye. ]

1. Finish the sentence: "The bigger they are the ______________."

2. Can you recite the speech from Independence Day?

3. Are you human? If no, should we be worried?

4. Do you know what lacrosse is? If so, do you actually know how to play it?

5. Did you come to win or did you come to join Stilinski's team?

6. Describe what you would do in a situation where every single star player somehow magically ends up getting hurt and they need you to play, even though you're a sixth string, existing only to keep the bench warm with your butt:




( This is a joint post with [personal profile] hypercompetent replies may come from one or both of us.

Grey is Isaac, black is Stiles. )
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second tinker | video.

Apr. 20th, 2014 06:52 pm
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[ Sitting in the view of the camera is a sign, written in red crayon.

OPERATION: MAKE FRIENDS SLASH GIRLFRIEND TAKE 1 ]

Hey. [ And the sign gets moved for a second, to reveal a tanned face, a ridiculous shock of curly, dark hair, and bright eyes. That all belongs to Leo Valdez, who you are going to regret listening to in about two seconds. ] The name's Leo, local ship pilot-captain-repair-boy, dragon-fixer, and champion food-eater. I'm from, uhh... that's not really important, but I'm a totally nice guy! I like pretty much anything with a mechanical center, really bad--which really means really awesome--jokes, and trying really hard not to die.

Which, you like too, right? [ Leo gives a grin to the feed, runs a hand through his dark hair, and it's a little more sheepish than he meant for it to come off. ] The not dying part, since that's a problem here, I guess.

[ He rolls his gaze up and off screen for a second, rocks back and forth from his seated position, then returns to actually looking at the camera. ] So on the path of this not dying thing, we should not-die together, and maybe hang out. I mean, if I'm gonna get out of here at some point, I might as well try to do it with a prom date, right?

Right? [ Leo is this a joke. ] So, you know, if you're single and--[ finger guns ] ready to mingle with a...semi-human, hit me up on...

On my not phone. Man, I can't remember the last time I used a phone. That's kinda messed up.

[ There's a brief second of silence before he snaps back to attention and nods at the feed, knocking off a fake salute. ] Right! Okay, well, let me know. See ya!

[ ...click. ]
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003 ☀ Video

Apr. 19th, 2014 04:06 pm
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[ The Doctor turns on the feed and waves energetically a bit. Clearly something's tickled his fancy and now he's going to share it with whoever happens to be looking or listening. ]

Right, so the forest. Blimey, but it's gorgeous. The trees are just so tall, it's almost as though they grow right up into the clouds.

Well, at least, they might if you could see the clouds from way down on the ground.

[ He rubs at his chin before continuing, still grinning all the while. ]

Though, it's a bit too easy to wind up turned about in there, as I found out. It wasn't bad, though. I just lost about a day. Could've been a lot worse, really.

[ Although, you'd think he'd lost a bit more than that, since that event was days ago, and he's only just now commenting on it. ]

So, how is everyone? Everything alright?
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Apr. 19th, 2014 06:33 pm
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[Tohru is broadcasting from the diner. It's all set up very deliberately, as this is an on-purpose post and not an accidental one or anything like that, and Tohru is standing behind the counter, wearing her little pink polaroid camera around.]

Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well.

[And she gives a very tiny little wave.]

Ah, I had two things I wanted to say. I'll try to be quick though. Um, first...I've been practicing a little more at baking, and I wanted to try decorating cookies, so...I have a lot left over here in the diner, if anyone would like some.

[She reaches out and tilts the camera down so everyone can see two platters of cookies on the counter, in fruit and flower shapes. They actually turned out very well! After everyone's gotten a good look, she tilts the camera back up to where it was and smiles. She pulls a photo album out from under the counter and holds it up so it can be seen. ]

And the other thing I wanted to say was that, well. A lot of new people have come to Wonderland recently, it seems! Ah, hello, by the way - my name is Tohru Honda and it's nice to meet you, if you're watching. But, since people come and go very often, I've been trying to keep a photo album so we'll have something to remember people by when they do leave Wonderland. I only started it a couple of months ago, but I would like to try and take everyone's picture at some point, if that's okay. Um, it's also good for seeing who else has been here in the past, or at least I hope it will be when it's been here long enough. I know it isn't much but...its something I can do to help, so I'd like to keep it going as long as I possibly can!

[By the end of that, she looks very determined! She's not much of a fighter or anything like that. She isn't very strong physically, but she can take pictures and keep a record and make cute cookies! And everyone should be doing everything they can, right?]

So, um. If you'd like to have your picture taken, or if you'd like any cookies, please stop by the diner. It's in the first room on the eighth floor. Thank you very much and have a nice day!

[She gives another little wave, and the camera clicks off.]

[ooc: Hey guys! If you want to be in the Photo Album but would rather handwave it please comment over here and I'll add your character to the post! Tohru is in the diner really often, and she isn't shy about asking people she doesn't know very well, so you do NOT have to have CR with Tohru in order to be in the photo album!]
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Apr. 17th, 2014 11:30 am
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[By the looks of the network, there's something wrong again, something about missing people, but when isn't something going wrong in Wonderland?

Adam has more immediate concerns, ones that, in comparison, are far more innocuous. In opposition to missing someone, if anything Adam is still trying to adjust to an addition to his one-man family. Getting a dog had seemed like a great plan when the event had been in full swing and encouraging him to ignore the oh my god, I can't be responsible for another living thing panic, but now the event's long over and the dog's still around with no humane society in sight. The destruction the dog wreaks around his apartment spurs him to write a text message he figures can't do any harm. It's not the weirdest thing he's ever asked on the network, anyway, and if nothing comes of it, no loss.]

Anyone have any dog training tips? For a larger kind of dog if it won't listen.

[The warm and fuzzy honeymoon feeling has worn off and cold, heard reality has set in in the form of one barking, grunting, chewing, drooling, messy, smelly, furry giant.]

And if it won't stop chewing everything it's not supposed to.

[At the end of the message, he adds:]

Any good names for a guy dog?

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