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[For someone from a place of slightly more primitive technology, Lup seems to get a handle on her handheld device quickly enough, the elf framing her face perfectly in the screen, mouth curled to the side in a sharp grin. She looks totally in her element, confident and poised despite knowing nothing of this place or of the people who run it.

The one thing she does know is she needs out of here. Pronto.

For those unfortunate residents of Wonderland who know Taako, they may mistake this woman for him considering they share the same identical faces and long, elven ears. Her voice is a little different, naturally, but hey, elves get sick sometimes too, right?]


Now, I don't want to crush your game, but I'm gonna need the name of the nerd who runs this place, because I'm a busy woman who has exactly zero time for this bullshit. I can't fault you for wanting some of the good, ol' Lup brand to sparkle up this place, but it just isn't going to work.

It's not me, it's deffo all you.

And hey-- [She holds up free hand in front of the camera, which certainly looks to be on fire.] If you don't want to come out and face me yourself, I'll just start burning it down. I have a feeling that garden out front is gonna make for a pretty choice blaze. And I've got spell slots to burn, baby.

Your move. [And okay, that ending is slightly marred by the fact she struggles to figure out how to disconnect the call, but still!]
punful: (you're wearing me down to the bone)
[personal profile] punful
[Sans is here, and he looks--a little off. His eyelights are a bit fuzzed, for one thing--and for another, he looks almost...openly nervous about something. Which, if you know him, is a bit strange. He's usually pretty damn good at keeping his expression neutral.]

[He's still smiling, of course, because he's a skeleton, and it's physically impossible to stop smiling.]


well, there's one of those rift things near my door, and it looks like my cat set it off. which i guess means it's honesty hour in room 220 and probably nearby as well. which is extremely--unpleasant, because i'm really not big on tellin' the truth. which is incidentally the truth.

[There's a little voice in the back of his skull that's telling him to shut the hell up, but he can't help it. He can't even just switch the video off and try to ride this out somewhere where no one will try to ask him questions. It feels like he needs to metaphorically bare his soul to anyone willing to listen.]

[There's a scale of things he doesn't want to be honest about, though, so he's hoping he can deflect any impending conversations toward something more benign. Something that won't be as big a deal to be honest about.]


hey, so does anyone else feel like this event is building toward something really bad? because this whole thing is making me pretty nervous. i think it'd be freaking me out more if i was capable of it, but--yanno--depression and all.

[This is gonna really, really suck.]
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[personal profile] kingtrousele
[In the search for something lost, do what you know you must.

Of course, like everyone else, Papyrus was confused about this new present he received, but everything became clear to him as soon as he opened it to reveal some very fashionable clothing.

Then it dawns on him.

He knows what he must do.

He needs to put on these clothes and show everyone how fashionable he looks.

So, the video opens to a skeleton wearing some very cool clothing. He's even written down the words 'COOL DUDE' on the T-shirt! Look at how cool he is!
]

PEOPLE OF WONDERLAND!!! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE FINALLY COME TO DEBUT MYSELF! UH...AGAIN. APPARENTLY THIS IS THE THIRD TIME I'VE BEEN HERE IN WONDERLAND?? I DON'T REMEMBER THE LAST TWO TIMES. BUT ANYWAY, THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT!

WHAT IS IMPORTANT, HOWEVER, IS MY NEW STYLE!!! LOOK AT WHAT I GOT FROM A WEIRD PRESENT I FOUND OUTSIDE MY DOOR!!! NEW CLOTHES!!!


[He's not going to say outright that he's stoked to be wearing some new clothes that aren't regal regalia, but his expression is showing that he's over the moon with happiness.

He strikes a pose!
]

I HAVE NO IDEA WHO THIS 'RQ' PERSON IS, BUT IF YOU'RE WATCHING THIS, THEN THANK YOU FOR THIS GENEROUS GIFT!! I WILL WEAR THESE CLOTHES UNTIL THEY FALL APART!! NYEH HEH HEH!!!

[He's dead serious about that.]

[Video]

Sep. 9th, 2017 03:26 pm
didntknowbest: (Heartache)
[personal profile] didntknowbest
Greetings. This is Toriel.

[A goat woman is on the video feed. She sounds particularly somber and serious, today.]

I have some rather important news, that I think that I should share. You see, due to the recent bouts of crossing into other's minds and memories while we sleep... I think that I have stumbled upon a somewhat alarming discovery.

I seem to have unintentionally entered the mind of someone from my own world- a small flower, who I last saw deceiving and attempting to murder someone.

[The camera pans over to a flower pot on top of Toriel's bookshelf, upon which a golden flower is growing out of.]

It looks much like this kind of flower, only sporting a face. It apparently must have arrived here, and hidden out somewhere. If you see it, and it advises you on anything about 'friendliness pellets', you should not listen to it. It only intends to do you harm.

That is all.
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[personal profile] mviw
[Some time Friday morning, September 8th, a new and particularly important broadcast appears on the network.

The feed flicks on to show Ford at a desk in his lab looking both tired and very guilty. ]


Uh, yes! Hello. Uh. Good morning?

[He clears his throat. Might as well get right down to it.]

As anyone who's slept since Wednesday will know, something weird has been happening. I may have been experimenting with a ward against a certain demonic triangle when there was an explosion that caused the ward's effects to warp and, for lack of better layman's terms, gave everyone the ability to traverse the Mindscape--that is, the realm parallel to any waking dimension.

To put it simply: Once you left consciousness at any point, you likely were able to explore your own mind, and the minds of others.

Fortunately, the effects seem to be temporary and I only singed half an eyebrow in the explosion, so... Good news! Everything should be back to normal by tomorrow.

Ahh, science. Well! That's all for today. If you don't want to deal with it, I suggest visiting one of the tea rooms for a delightful pot of industrial coffee. Always works for me!

[With a winning smile from Ford, the broadcast ends.]
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[personal profile] ngah
cut for length )

VIDEO

[So she was wrong. She didn't just make it to the Surface. She made it to another world entirely, or so the pamphlet she read seemed to indicate.

She's done crying now. When she turns on the video, her normally yellow eye looks more reddish and puffy, but other than that, there's no indication that she was just weeping openly at the sky. The network is greeted to a one-eyed, blue-scaled fish woman with fins on each side of her face, her head mostly bald save for a long, bright red ponytail.

She looks all business, as she clears her throat, currently sat at a desk. And then she smiles, a mess of very large fangs revealing themselves, as if she were part anglerfish.
]

Attention humans!! I have an announcement to make.

I'm going to need each and every one of you to explain to me why I shouldn't KILL YOU ALL!!!

[Suddenly hit with a flash of energy, she summons a bright blue magical spear from thin air, half climbing onto the desk as if to rush every human watching through the screen itself.]

I'M DECLARING WAR ON HUMANITY!!! EVERYONE, LINE UP AND FIGHT ME FAIR AND SQUARE!!! I'M TAKING THIS WHOLE MANSION DOWN!!!

I'll be waiting on the grass out front, you punks!! NGAAAAAAAAH!!!

[And with that, her broadcast ends.

She can be found afterward on the grass near the gardens in front of the mansion, around where she first arrived. If anyone noticed her weeping openly at the sky earlier, you definitely imagined it, because she is far from tears now. She's just continuing to marvel up at the sun, squinting at it and muttering things like, "I'll get you, punk," and, "You think you can just float up there, huh??" under her breath.
]
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[personal profile] alphyswhatsabara
[Late on the 5th day, somewhere no-one can hear, a song starts playing in reverse. And the SOUL that was once a goat monster is called again to life.]

[The world's saddest boy is eased in sadness and also fur. Asgore Dreemurr awakes in his room and finds himself as whole and living as he has been of late, although perhaps more tired than usual.]

[A short video is posted to the network. It is a close up of Asgore's face; it is late, and he looks weary, but the weariness he feels is deeper than the hour alone would give.]

I have been dead, but for the second time in my experience, I find that I am no longer so. I apologize to anyone whom I may have worried or harmed with my death, especially my children. I apologize for laying such a heavy burden on Tim. I did not wish for my SOUL to be absorbed by one of the Ice Giants by accident, and perhaps making one of them even stronger, enabling the deaths of others.

If my choice was wrong, I take responsibility for it, and again apologize to anyone it has harmed.

[Asgore takes a deep breath and shuts the feed off.]
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[personal profile] punful
ACTION, CLOSED TO PAPYRUS

He wakes up in Snowdin. )

VIDEO/ACTION [backdated to the twelfth, two days after Papyrus's post]

[It's Sans, and judging by the fact that he's sitting on a bare mattress, he seems to be in his room. He is conspicuously not wearing his hoodie--instead, he's wearing an oversized T-shirt with the words "World's Best Grandma" on it in neon letters. There's a hairline crack in his skull leading upward from his left eyesocket, but it's less than an inch long, small enough that it might be hard to notice. Other than that, everything seems normal. He's obviously tired, but when is he not tired?]

hey. so, i'm back from vacation. figured some people might want to know. was pretty nice. beaches, palm trees, margaritas. sailboats and stuff. just me on an island in the...

[He frowns and looks downward off camera, then seems to be trying to read something off paper.]

the...carrie...bean? carrie-bean. yeah, there. i'm guessing it's an ocean. actually, i didn't know oceans had names. looks nice, though. check it out.

[He holds up what appears to be some kind of vacation guide, flipped open to a page with some stereotypically gorgeous photographs of beaches and tropical fish and such.]

i dunno, this was just the first book i pulled outta the closets.

[He sets the book down and gives the camera a rather apologetic grin.]

heh, sorry, this bit is kinda nowhere.

[He pauses, glancing away off-camera.]

by the way, apropos of nothing, uh. who here doesn't know what happens when you drop mints into diet soda? cause i have an idea.

...uh, but if you already know, don't go popping anyone's bubbles. we could use some fun after all that, right?


[He grins again and cuts the feed.]




[ooc: Sans will be in his room for the foreseeable future if anyone wants to visit.]

video ;

Sep. 13th, 2016 10:38 pm
everyonecanbekind: (walk with me ; change your future)
[personal profile] everyonecanbekind
GREETINGS, WONDERLAND!

[ Papyrus is holding the recorder toward him, but only toward his mouth. Perhaps he isn't great at aiming the camera? ]

AS THE--

...AS THE BROTHER OF SANS I FEEL TH-THAT IT IS MY DUTY TO INFORM YOU THAT HE IS...ON VACATION.

[ his skeletal lips purse into a tight line. he's quiet for a few moments. ]

FEAR NOT, HOWEVER!! HE HAS ASSURED ME THAT HE WILL BE, BE BACK SOON AND I AM SURE THAT HE W-WILL--

I...

[ the phone moves away from the bottom of his face and focuses on his scarf, instead. he stays silent for a few more moments before the feed cuts out completely.

...at least he tried. ]
nonscriptum: I'd honestly be dead without it (modern medicine is amazing)
[personal profile] nonscriptum
[Nate doesn't really sleep.

Not on a normal schedule anyway; it comes with being a night owl and an obsessive researcher and a restless guy trapped in a place barely larger than some estates he's burgled, in and out in under twenty minutes. There are borders here, unseen but present, and the inability to leave has him (quite literally) climbing the walls. Somewhere between dinner and digestifs he appears on the network.
]

I'm, uh- [Not good at this.] Putting out a public inquiry about the caves - not like I've got geological questions or wanna know about the stalagmites or the Mole People - but I'm thinking more along the lines of...cartography?

[His intentions are patently obvious: Nate is already standing in front of a rocky outcrop, illuminated by a flashlight and wielding a loop of rope cast over one shoulder.]

Just curious if anyone's got a handle on the terrain. Hit me up.

[Eventually. He knows it's late, but he'll be exploring well into the wee hours, as if time matters in a cave. Intent on keeping track of the various rock formations, twisting crevices, and cavernous limestone cathedrals Nate can be found periodically in central chambers, taking notes and climbing enormous pillars with his bare goddamn hands and precious little else.]
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[personal profile] sciencelizard
[The message starts out small and through text, looking well composed but in Alphys' usual typing style.]

hey so
undyne's room is empty so i guess she's
not here anymore
idk if anyone's looking for her but
i cant f ind he rr so
just sso everyoe knowsws


[there's a clunk as the device is set down and the video activates, seemingly unbeknownst to Alphys; the feed shows her stomach, then her hands, shaking to explain the typos, and then her back as she walks away from the device, sitting down on the nearby bed. She's not actively in frame- her tail can be seen from the corner- but it's pretty obvious she's crying, trying to keep it quiet but ultimately failing.

Eventually, the feed times out.]

[ooc: she'll respond to the network a little later, or she's available for action prompts at her room!]
perennialpetals: (Whatchu say punk?)
[personal profile] perennialpetals
[Being here is impossible. Simply being is impossible. The large, alien woman had given up her physical form to allow her son to inherit her gemstone, the source of her very essence and abilities. There's no explanation for her returning to herself, just as there's no explanation for her appearance in his Earthly -yet unearthly- place. The last thing Rose remembers is the birth, followed by simple and otherwise indescribable nothingness. Time passed, but she can only recognize that now that she's herself once more. Yet...the thought of her son weighs heavy on her mind, taking precedence over any concern she should be feeling for herself. Was he born safely? If she's here with her gemstone, was he still born half-Gem? She knows he would have been born regardless, but that doesn't ease her mind entirely. Human infants are so frail...

However, Rose Quartz knows she can't dwell on what-ifs and personal, anxious conjecture. That won't solve anything, but gathering her bearings and facts will. Small communication device in hand, she steps into the foyer of the imposing mansion, all eight feet of her (plus massive hair) making her equally imposing in her own right. She doesn't know who lives here, but if no one responds to her impeding attempt at communication, she can hopefully catch residents coming and going from the building. It's a simplistic strategy, but it's all she has until she knows more.

Without further pause, she places an all-call. Despite the warm, bell-like quality to her voice, there's a distinct unease and uncertainly based below the practiced calmness.]


This is Rose Quartz, calling all who are able.

I'd like to ask about this place, if anyone has a moment. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm... not supposed to be anywhere. So any explanations of what this place is and how it's able to do something so impossible would be greatly appreciated.

I'd also like to ask if anyone has met anyone by the name of Pearl, Amethyst, Garnet, Greg, or... by any possible chance, a boy name Steven from Beach city.

That is all. Thank you.

Rose Quartz out.
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[personal profile] 0nemoretime
[Well, this could have been a more... pleasant way to open up.

The view spins around wildly for a moment as the sound of something scratching against the phone's surface garbles up everything else. It almost sounds like... claws? Thick claws scraping and a blur of white fur before it finally settles on the image of a young goat. He's outside, looking very nervous and he starts to walk with the device in his hands.]


Um. Excuse me, but I think someone dropped this. They left it on.

[And he can't seem to turn it back off again. If he's really on the Surface, and it's a human's, he doesn't want to make them mad.]

I couldn't find a name or anything on it. But I can leave it around here so they can pick it up again, ok?

[The kid hops up onto the fountain, tiny clawed feet singing off the side to watch the fish bubble about in the water. He's quiet for a good, long while, resting his paws over his lap and looking contemplative. This might not be the best place to sit if... it happens, but it was nice for at least a few minutes.]

...

I think I want to go back underground, now.
mettatonvevo: (i love and hate this loki redraw)
[personal profile] mettatonvevo
[Lights!

He flicks on the stage lights he had gotten from his closet, reaching over to position a nearby lamp so that it throws his face into flattering relief.

Camera!

His communication device is fully charged and ready to go.

Aaaaaand ACTION!

Turning the camera on and grinning broadly, Mettaton sweeps his hair carelessly to the side, allowing it to land lightly back on his face in quite an attractive manner. He's only been here for a few hours at most, but he is ready to make an impression.]


Helllloooo beauties and gentlebeauties of Wonderland~! This is Mettaton, star celebrity of the Underground and the surface! It’s come to my attention that this place is woefully lacking in entertainment and I, the resident star, am here to correct that!

[At his words, the camera zooms out to show him posing dramatically on a couch, his legs propped up and crossed and his head held up by one of his arms. He is smirking.]

Don’t fret if you don’t know who I am yet- you will! Your tender hearts will soon be soothed and invigorated by my programs! I have some lovely things in store for you all. Stay tuned, darlings~!

[He blows a kiss to the camera and winks. The screen goes black and then displays the letters MTT in bright, sparkling hot pink letters. Then the feed cuts.]
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[personal profile] drummeintheface
Huh? Well! You're not Captain Greenbeard!

[Greg's face looms large in the frame as he stares at the device, squinting a little.]

A calculator? Aw, man. Am I doing taxes?

[His mom and dad always use a calculator for taxes. Theirs looks a little different though. It doesn't have letters on it!]

Hmmmm. How do I--

cd gfrgrfrseirow

--taxed! Taxed taxed taxed. Numbers numbers numbers.

rewtr4qedav

Eureka! Twenty five bajillion!

[He's gotta show Wirt all the taxes he did! Uhhh.]

Wirt?

Wirt?

Oh no. That brother o' mine. Where could he have gotten to this time?

Video

May. 27th, 2016 01:43 am
didntknowbest: (Default)
[personal profile] didntknowbest
[The video feed clicks on, and... it's just a black screen. Looks like somebody left the lens cap on, or something. At least you can hear her voice.]

Greetings. My name is Toriel. I am... new to Wonderland, apparently. I am also a monster.

I do not know much about this place yet, but. It is my understanding that most of you here are humans. You may have already seen some of my kind around here, but as many of us can look very different, I still would like to remind you. There is no need to be intimidated. I am just a- wait, did I...

[She trails off, and there's the sound of footsteps getting closer- the obstruction comes away, to reveal her face, smiling a bit.]

I am sorry, I have never been terribly good with these things. Anyway, I am just a silly little lady, and I do not mean you any harm. I look forward to getting to know all of you.

[Toriel pauses again, her expression sombering slightly.]

Also... to anybody from the birthday party that I interrupted. I am terribly sorry. I did not mean to cause such a scene.
determinedest: (* I'll climb this mountain and...)
[personal profile] determinedest
[Get up. Wake up. Open eyes and blot out light, scrub at face. Dirty. Slept in soil. Not a monster, should be better than that. Staying determined, be the future of humans and monsters, this is all just a bad dream. Never wake up.

Doesn't hurt anymore. Should.

Drag self upright. Wobble. Don't fall. Open doors and slip inside, climb the stairs. Hard to breathe. The lungs are too tight. Head spins. Can't remember, but someone cried. All scared. Shook in someone's arms, pathetic sobbing, sweating, dying.

Room twelve. Doors open, enter, doors close. It all got messed up.

Speak up. Look parents in the eye when talking. Don't stare at the ground. Only bad kids do that. Explain the bandages. Put flame to the thoughts, burn them all away until smoke coils to the ceiling and there's nothing left but Bad Memory, hurts 1 HP. Cut it all out like pruning shears to vines, like ripping off the band-aid, like fingers through dirt.

Video on. Can't think of what to say. Can't talk, opens mouth, closes mouth, shuts eyes, twists away, whispers:]


It's okay now.

[What else. What else? Nothing else. Doesn't matter.]

...sorry.

[Shuts it down.]

[[ooc: Frisk will be in their room on the second floor for anyone interested in action prompts! They won't be getting out much today otherwise.]]
punful: (interrupting cow who?)
[personal profile] punful
[Sans is at his hotdog stand, selling/trading hotdogs, which of course are not actually hotdogs, but shh. The video shows the stand looking the same as usual, complete with that random knife embedded in the counter. There's also a scraggly black kitten with a bent ear lying on the counter, staring off into space and lashing its tail in baseline feline annoyance.]

so check this out. i was getting the usual supply of ketchup from the closet, right? and the closet decided to give me the smallest bottle i've ever seen.

[He sets a tiny ketchup bottle on the counter in sight of the camera.]

[Sans props his chin on his hands, gazing at it the way a normal person would be gazing at the nearby kitten.]


isn't it cute? i think i'll call it tommy. for tom-atoes.

by the way, i'm still trading for 'dogs, if anyone's interested.


[He'll be here all day.]
twixt_dee_n_dum: (We think and we act as one)
[personal profile] twixt_dee_n_dum
[The Twins appear on the network, completely ready for whatever they're about to announce.


Functional yet fashionable.]


You might want to start preparing, lovelies.


Right away. If you wait, you won't be pleased with the outcome.

[Tweedledum turns to adjust her sister's gas mask. Tweedledee tries to shoo her away, but it doesn't really help any, and Tweedledum hovers around her as she talks, fussing..]

It might be a while before you can find what you need again. There might even be rioting in the streets--


There aren't any streets.

--Though you probably won't have time with all the running and hiding you'll be doing.


Nohow.

video

Apr. 5th, 2016 03:04 pm
ngah: (subtle as the sun)
[personal profile] ngah
[Wow. Undyne feels like crap. Funny how dying will do that to you. Her limbs ache almost distantly, like they're remembering pain that's already gone. She finds her way to her room and moodily locks the door and sits on the bed, shoes kicked off to the side.

She just thinks, for a while. About how she should be gone. About how she didn't just go to dust when that knife plunged into her. About her friends... Did they die after she did? She was sure it would happen at the time.

Only one way to find out. She pulls out her phone from her pocket and turns on the video feed. She figures that'll be the easiest way to reach everyone at once.
]

So.

Was anyone going to tell me we don't stay dead here or???

[Well, whatever. Too late now. Now she knows.]

Anyway. What'd I miss?

[Hopefully not too much death and destruction.]

Text

Apr. 2nd, 2016 12:22 pm
naughty_nurse: (Fell Like A Net)
[personal profile] naughty_nurse
 Hello everyone. I hate to be a bother, but I believe something odd is, once again, happening throughout Wonderland. If you wouldn't mind, could you all come to the clinic so I can examine you? Even if you believe you're not affected, I'd still like to see you and give you a check-up. It would be nice to have some company.

[Well now, that's unusually straightforward of her. Maybe you should head to the clinic. And not question why the door is open only halfway.]
brainleak: (i cant sleep at night)
[personal profile] brainleak
[River has done everything you are supposed to do. She has wandered the grounds, played with the fish, admired the flowers, then suddenly took notice of the giant mansion that had been looming at the corner of her eye the entire time. She then dutifully entered and took a long walk straight to an empty room. Because that's what she's supposed to do.

It's then that she addresses the communicator that's been in her hand the whole time.
]

everyone gets bored always saying the same things
i got told i wont wake up and this planets in a corner of the verse no one can reach
no need to threaten anyone


[She pauses to gather her thoughts. There are a lot of them and some of them aren't hers and those ones are making her brain itchy. She's trying her best to be clear.]

people say strange things that have nothing to do with this place
but thats only as important as you make it
whats important is


[What is important? River is not sure she even knows. She scratches at her head and continues.]

too empty for a place thats full
wish i was lost


[That's enough for now. She hits send and leaves the room, and sets off wandering the mansion the way she did the grounds. Her footsteps are heavy in their big combat boots, but she gives a kind of grace to it regardless. She can be found anywhere, looking very lost with big confused eyes that stare like she's constantly in the headlights. She pointedly avoids the labs and the clinic, but has no qualms stepping into, say, the bar or the magic study, although she has no place in either. She touches things a lot.]
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[personal profile] uncaging
[Elizabeth holds the device awkwardly, poking at the screen and not realising she's holding it upside down. She peers into the camera, her eyes filled with her curiosity, wondering how anyone could capture moving pictures on something so small.]

Quelqu'un peut-il m'entendre? Où suis-je?

[She certainly wasn't in Columbia any more, but the question is, just where was she? Paris was her best hope, especially if the tears were a form of wish fulfilment as she'd long theorised, but then again, she'd been concentrating hard to get to another, very specific version of Columbia. She couldn't have gone this wrong, could she?]

Does the name Columbia mean anything to anyone here? Or Zachary Comstock? Or ... or Booker De Witt?

[Her composure shakes a little with that last one; simultaneously feeling still angry toward Booker and missing the one friend she'd ever had immensely. She's not sure whether she wants recognition and some sort of common ground here to help her adjust, or a completely clean break from it all. The latter option sounded too good to be true.]
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[personal profile] meta
[The camera is a weird mix of red and black and blurry until the guy holding it pulls it away from his face. That... only helps so much since he's wearing a red and black mask and a red costume. Still, despite the complete lack of facial features besides his eyes, it's pretty clear he's smiling. Or maybe that's just in the little wave he gives.]

Wonderland, huh? If I'd known I would have worn a little blue dress. Where can I get whatever that caterpillar smokes, am I right? Huh, huh?

[He moves his shoulders like he's nudging someone. There is no one there to nudge.]

But seriously, hi, name's Deadpool. Some of you might know me, but most of you proooobably don't. Crossovers are super expensive and involve way too many lawyers. I get it. But lucky for you, this is probably fair use!

[He puts a hand to his chest and gives a little bow, then puts his hands behind his head, leaning back.]

So! Who's a guy got to kill to get a chimichanga around here?



[ooc: don't forget to fill out deadpool's permission post!]
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[personal profile] greatpapyrus
[ When the feed kicks on it shows Papyrus walking down the hallway. He's looking for somethin and when he finds it he almost jumps in surprise before hurrying over to the wall. He's examining a mirror pretty closely despite having been warned not to do so a little while back...

But where was the adventure in that?

He knocks on the glass lightly before clearing his throat: ]


AHEM.

EVIL TWINS OF WONDERLAND! SHOW YOURSELVES TO ME, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AND ANSWER MY QUESTIONS!


[ He... doesn't know about writing on the mirrors themselves, but hey... maybe he'll meet someone anyway. Either through the mirror or maybe just someone to try and deter him from his investigation? ]
punful: (yeah i'm a punny guy)
[personal profile] punful
[What’s up, Wonderland? There are two skeletons on the network. Did you know that there are skeletons in Wonderland? Well, now you know. Neither of them are looking particularly cheery today, which is probably weird for anyone who has actually met these two.]

LISTEN UP, HUMANS! MY BROTHER AND I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!!

it’s in your best interest that you pay attention. cause we’re only saying this once.

[ Papyrus’ tone is different, too. His usually cheerful and optimistic words have a sharper edge to them. He points one of his gloved fingers at the communicator before speaking up again. Sans just kind of smirks into the camera. ]

WE ARE IN THE GARDENS, SO IF YOU AREN'T INTERESTED IN A FIGHT THEN YOU SHOULD… NOT GO THERE??

[ Papyrus has never really done the whole threatening thing before. ]

[Sans, on the other hand, has. He leans closer to the camera.]


now that’s not to say we’re looking for a fight either. fighting is hard work, you know? me, i’d rather avoid humans altogether. we avoid you, you avoid us, everything’s great.

[He grins and the lights in his eyesockets go out, leaving nothing but darkness.]

but let’s be real. not all of you are gonna do that, are you? some of you are gonna try and test us.

SO IF YOU DON'T WISH TO GET “DUNKED” ON, THEN STAY AWAY!!

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IS THIS THING WORKING?
THERE I THINK I GOT IT.
AHEM!
ANYONE WHO RECEIVES THIS MESSAGE, RESPOND IMMEDIATELY! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, REQUIRE YOUR KNOWLEDGE! WHERE IN THE UNDERGROUND IS THIS? AND WHAT IS THAT GIANT, GLOWING ORB IN THE SKY?
...IS ANYONE THERE?

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