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[ Claire supposes she should feel lucky when she wakes and sees all of Jamie's things right where he left him, but no sign of her husband. With all of the disappearances as of late, the fact that he'll return within a week is the over-riding thought she has versus sheer panic at the fact that he's gone. She hates what he'll be going through now, all of those years away from her, but unless he moves so far past her that things are unknown to her, at least she knows he survives for twenty years and that they'll be together again.

What she's dreading is telling Brianna, and she has other business to attend to as well. It doesn't seem wise, considering, to announce that her husband is gone so rather than relay that publicly, for now, she keeps her public message strictly about work. ]


Good morning, everyone. I'm not sure if anyone mentioned this previously, but Olivia Moore returned home permanently.

[ There is a moment of silence for the fate awaiting Liv, as far as she and those who knew her were aware of before Claire continues. ]

As of today, as far as I know, Mikan has also left Wonderland. It isn't like her to simply not appear at the clinic every morning, so when she didn't I went to her room only to find it empty. I will miss both of these women very much, but it also leaves me as the only physician here actively volunteering my time in the clinic. I know I've made a call to magic users and healers in the past, but with so much coming and going, if you are a doctor by any definition of the term, or if you have magic and don't mind being called upon if your services are greatly needed, I would appreciate it. Thank you all.

CLOSED - CLOSE CR (MINUS BREE); TEXT

[ This is where she messages those she trusts implicitly. ]

Jamie has gone home. His things are still here, so I believe it to be short term. Still, I thought you should know just in case someone else finds the idea of my daughter and I here alone appealing.

CLOSED - BREE; ACTION

[ Claire waits until she can hear Bree in her room getting around to knock on the door. ]

It's me. I was hoping we could speak before you go out for the day.

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Nov. 23rd, 2018 11:54 pm
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[ Patterson wonders sometimes if there's any pattern to these kinds of posts, if people leave Wonderland at certain intervals, but even spending time trying to ascertain that has yielded no real information. There's no rhyme or reason as to why people are brought here, and just as much mystery surrounding why they vanish.

But her friends are gone, and that sucks. She's lost three good ones in the last month alone. ]


Just...a heads up. If you knew Jane or Kurt Weller, they're gone. Hopefully to something better than this place, but honestly there's no telling.

Uh. Anyway. Hope some of you are still enjoying really good Thanksgiving leftovers?

[ Just to end on a positive note. ]

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Nov. 22nd, 2018 07:10 pm
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[personal profile] mandrakes
I have... a personal concern to raise, and hope that enough people will indulge me that it can be set somewhat to rest.

[Regis is in his own quarters, the dark wood and leather furniture lit warmly by a fire somewhere nearby. Just behind Regis' voice, for the keen-eared, is the soft crackling and popping of burning wood.

The man is, for all intents and purposes, simply grey-haired individual holding all the intimidation of a common or garden tax collector. His eyes are dark, near-black, and twinkle as he looks into the video feed. It isn't too often that he uses his phone at all, but this is important.
]

Recent events set upon us by Wonderland have given me cause to consider, not for the first time, that I may easily become a serious danger to all those living here, and certainly by no choice of my own. [Ah, Regis looks harmless enough, but there's far more to this kindly old gentleman than meets the eye.]

What I am looking for is somebody, or more than one somebody, who might be trusted to be able to stop me should this occur. I had been relying on young Commander Shepard, but with her exit...

[The smile he gives is small, and a little tight.]

I am entirely willing to give a comprehensive list of all abilities I possess, and to demonstrate them as necessary.
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[Stan doesn't make a whole lot of public messages that aren't some kind of advertisement for his business or a plug for any other scheme he's thinking about, but...this time he's uncharacteristically serious. He's even in the library, a place he's almost never in. A place he used to get yelled at for being in ages ago.

Maybe he's more composed than he should be, but it's better than any alternatives he can think of.
]

If anyone's lookin' for Rick Sanchez, he's gone. Room's empty, his stuff's gone...

[He trails off, glancing down at a small paper - a post-it, maybe? Then, he jams it in his suit pocket and forces up a grin he isn't really feeling. Rick would be ticked off if he turned this into some kind of sobfest.]

Heh. Guess that makes me the oldest geezer here now. Y'know, not counting any of you immortals. Anyone needs me, I'll be trying to fish a crown outta the closet for my new title.

[He's full of shit. He cuts the video there, but he doesn't stay in the library very long. Instead, he makes one last tour around the places Rick used to frequent. He stops by the bar not to have a drink exactly, but to order one, pour one out for Rick right on the floor, slam the glass on the ground, and flee. He checks the Rick's room one more time as if his stuff is finally going to pop back up or as if Rick will jump out from around any particular corner.

But he doesn't. And he won't. So eventually Stan takes what little was left behind and heads back to his room.
]
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[From the sounds and the darkening sky behind her, it may be clear Wendy is sitting out on the deck of Shawn's boat again. Come on, it's cool!

Not only that, but the last event got her thinking about something, and brought her out there to watch for tiny laser beams again.]


Hey so, Wonderlandians? Is that what it is? Huh.

Anyone actually ever seen the sea monster? I mean, people talk about it but is it real or just like a fairytale?
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[ One minute, Juliet is raiding the supply closet for party accouterments and the next she's standing in the middle of an entrance hall in a mansion holding a fancy smartphone.

She doesn't address the mansion right away; instead, she finds a small alcove and curls up in a chair to read through archived posts for a couple of hours. She tries to keep a low profile as she gets her bearings, avoiding making eye contact with anyone passing by as she adjusts herself to using the device and then figures out how to access the network. Eventually, she gets the gist of it - weird Alice in Wonderland world, events, people coming back from the dead. It can't possibly be real and yet, here it is.

Once she's oriented herself as well as she can, she opens up a video feed to the network at large. ]


So, I guess I'm one of the new people that seem to turn up here every week or so. At this point, I'm pretty torn on whether or not this is even real or if I'm having some kind of really elaborate hallucination triggered by a contaminated water supply or someone using way too much ant killer in the break room.

[ For the record, the ant thing was totally not her fault. ]

My name is Juliet O'Hara. I came here from Santa Barbara in California. I got the impression everyone here has about as much idea as I do about what the hell is going on, but if you have any information that hasn't ended up on this blog... thing, I'd really like to hear it about now. [ She's trying to come off as commanding and confident, but it isn't really working out for her. ] Or if you just wanna say hi. That works, too.

[ Oh, and one more thing. ]

Shawn, I know you're here so don't mess around. I'm at the main entrance. Pretty sure you can find it. [ Now, that comes off a little more forceful. ]

[ Feel free to respond to her post or bump into her in the entrance hall! ]
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[personal profile] wildwest
[ the network feed opens to show doc holliday looking considerably more modern than usual, as this version of wonderland's resident old west gunslinger had to adapt to modern society quicker than his usual self did after hightailing it out of purgatory first chance he got. there was no holding tight to old grudges that anchored him to the town, having decided against getting his revenge on the witch who bestowed him with his eternal longevity. it just hadn't seemed worth sticking around for after a century and some change spent in the dark at the bottom of that godforsaken well.

in his hands he holds a deck of UNO cards, which he shuffles around as a way of showcasing his dexterity. ]


Anyone care to explain to me how this particular card game is played? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar, and the closet seems keen on withholdin' the sort of deck that I was initially after from me.
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[The white haired man in the image is both a little out of focus, and more than a little unsure what he's doing. Michael seems bemused, if not outright nervous. He'd been so terribly excited to go to Earth, and this... hasn't been what he expected.]

Yes, hello, is this thing on? Sorry--always wanted to say that. [He chuckles, before moving on.]

But really, is it? Oh, there we go. [Nothing changes about the feed, so it's hard to say what he thinks he accomplished.]

I don’t suppose anyone could tell me where I am? If you could just, direct me to a bus. Or a train? Maybe an ‘uber’.
Something that goes to-- [And here the camera shifts jarringly to a view of the grounds where he's been wandering, and there’s some rustling, like the owner of the voice might be looking through notes.]--”Phoenix, Arizona.”

[Because that's absolutely a place he can reach from wherever he's wound up, right? Of course it is. The portal was supposed to take him where he needed to go--and where he needed to go was a rather specific place and time on Earth--so it must have. If it were anywhere else, a Place or a Zone for instance, he'd know. All of this is just... a misunderstanding. Clearly. 

This is the face of a man who is trying desperately not to consider the possibility that something has gone very, very wrong.]
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[personal profile] thevulnerability
[ 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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Oct. 17th, 2018 08:12 pm
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[ When Claire had first begun to instruct him on using this device, he wanted nothing to do with it, finding no purpose in it. But then she’d patiently showed him how useful it could be as a means to communicate. Recognizing there would be times when they’re separated and something could happen, it does gradually sink in to Jamie that there is a point to this strange magical object.

The first few days with Claire, he can’t be bothered to think of anyone or anything but her. But as he heals and starts to feel better, he’s restless, and it occurs to him that he could perhaps get to know others here a bit better. And soon, hopefully, he’ll be released from bed rest. ]


I dinda think I’d put my hands on this...thing at all. It seemed a strange and useless tool, but my wife’s advised me of the error in my thinking. [ Are people truly listening to this? How odd. ]

When you find yourself still confined to bed rest long after it’s necessary - [ He says this pointedly and loudly, so Claire can hear him in the next room ] you start to become desperate. I’m told many of you here are fond of my wife, Claire Fraser. Perhaps - if ye’ve some sway over her - ye might speak to her on my behalf? Tell her that her husband is quite well and good now and willna do anything more than thank the Almighty for the blessing of fresh air again.

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Oct. 15th, 2018 05:49 pm
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[personal profile] beautifullies
[ In between caring for her husband, Claire sends a message quickly to the network. ]

Effective immediately, I will not be maintaining hours at the clinic for the foreseeable future. If you need any assistance, you will be in good hands with Mikan and Liv. Thank you for understanding.

Private to close CR

Jamie's returned.

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Oct. 2nd, 2018 08:12 am
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Red Queen said somethin' t' me a while ago.

[He starts the video like it's an afterthought, like stepping into the middle of a conversation that started a few minutes ago. It was a while, a few months in fact, but time does pass so strangely here and he's had other things on his mind.

Dan's sitting on a bench in the gym, after running himself to near-exhaustion not for the first time. It's a habit now, not necessarily a good one, almost like a kind of self-flagellation for one reason or another. He rubs the back of his wrist across his forehead and clears his throat.
]

B'fore that chess game. [He thinks. Almost sure of that.] Tried t' get some info outta her 'bout how this place works. Didn't get much, but she did tell me, we only see 'two sides to this place'.

[His accent slips as he enunciates carefully, glancing away from the camera for a moment.]

May be more sides we don't see, an' there might be answers there. Been tryin' t' figure it out, but I ain't got a head on me for riddles an' she tells worse ones than the psyker kid at 188 Tradin' Post back home. Know some people here 've dug deeper into this shit than I ever did. What y' all thinkin'?
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[personal profile] alsoagirl
[ 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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[personal profile] middlefinger
[locked to: dan palmer, daisy johnson, natasha romanoff, peggy carter, shawn spencer, steven universe, ryuji sakamoto, jessica hamby, freya mikaelson, kol mikaelson, claire fraser, chloe decker, doc holliday, clementine and michonne]

Invitation Under Cut )

[locked to: shawn spencer]

I know you asked for me to check in with you to make sure you're still around/willing to officiate for the wedding, so consider this me doing so.

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Sep. 11th, 2018 03:12 pm
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[It looks like he's forgotten he put the video on, since it isn't directed at his face, but rather at half of one shoulder and a corner of the room he occupies on the first floor. There's a record player in view, though it isn't playing any music.

After the Dormouse's 'announcement', he has a small concern which he announces with a small grimace that comes into frame as he jostles the phone.
]

... This isn't going to be zombies again, is it...
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[personal profile] calculators
[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.
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[Eleanor's never really been close enough to anyone to care about Facetiming with them, but it seems like the easier thing than texting right now. Especially if it'll catch one of the others' eye and get them together faster. She frowns into the camera, looking uncertain of the new technology before finally just sighing and giving a tight smile.]

Uh, hi! So. Figure this isn't a real, like, place or anything. Place, I mean. With the capital P. But, uh, just figured I'd at least try and send up the bat signal or whatever in case one of you guys is out there, so...

Chidi? Tahani? Jason? ...Michael?

[Michael wouldn't be here with them, would he? Not that she got much of an idea of what was going to happen in this experiment, of course. She sighs again.]

I tried calling for Janet, but again, probably not a Place, she probably doesn't have her powers, yadda yadda yadda. But y'know, if you're out there girl, hit me up.

[She restrains herself against the urge for finger guns, but only just barely.]

Anyway, uh, as for the rest of you. If any of you are like, real, and not just holograms or whatever. Is there a portal out of here? Or a train? Because that would definitely speed this shit up a lot.

[Eleanor's eyes light up suddenly, her mouth forming a perfect "o".]

Oh shit! I can say shit here too! Okay, this place isn't as bad as I thought, actually.

[She gives a little shrug, and ends the feed.]
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[personal profile] soupcansam
[ Shawn's bored, and when Shawn's bored, he starts messing with things until he either breaks them or discovers something new. And so, he realizes he can poll the community at large. ]

Poll #20297 Hey we can do polls on our devices!!!
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 17


Being in Wonderland reminds me of:

View Answers

The show LOST but without the plane crash.
4 (23.5%)

That one Narnia place with the Jesus lion.
2 (11.8%)

Actual Alice in Wonderland as Disney intended.
1 (5.9%)

An acid trip which I wouldn't know anything about but I've heard things.
5 (29.4%)

What I imagine Hell is.
0 (0.0%)

Maybe the world ended and we're all in some kind of holding pattern until a new Earth is found.
4 (23.5%)

That one game where people roll to decide how crappy things go for you.
3 (17.6%)

A combination of more than one choice (Explain via text to me.)
0 (0.0%)

Something not listed (Explain via text to me.)
2 (11.8%)

Click this if you either support an idea on this list or u love pineapples.
7 (41.2%)

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[NOTE: I e n c o u r a g e you guys to talk to each other on this post. Not just to Kol. It's the kind of thing that could really spawn some good conversations so feel free to threadjack. 100% okay on my end, always, no need to ask.]



[Kol has thought on it a lot, but this seemed the simplest way to get to the masses. He felt video responses would get too convoluted and messy, so text was the easiest avenue for his purposes. Plus, it would make it a hell of a lot easier for him to keep up with his own notes of things that way, too.

He's also still coming off of trying to deal with the fact that he went through his first fully-immersive Wonderland Event, complete with what more or less amounts to a very intricate level of compulsion in his mind. Re-written memories, set to act out a part someone else decided he should play. He is not particularly fond of being on the opposite end of that little trick, and the only silver lining in was that it didn't last very long.

But he has other things brewing in the back of his mind about that, and to eventually attempt to accomplish that? He needs to know what kind of powers, magic, and other abilities may be at work, here.]


I know that this place is made up of a little bit of everyone and everything all thrown into someone's toybox for their own fun. Or, that's bloody well what it feels like, at any rate. But because it's such a mix, I find myself curious about who's out there, and what they can do.

Rumor has it, my family's sort of known in these halls, so I don't s'pose I'll be surprising anyone who knew my other siblings before they were popped back home, in owning up to being a vampire. One of the first, back where I'm from, actually.

Which brings me to my next point: Granted, I know it isn't for everyone, and not everyone does it, but there's this really strange sort of almost blanket acceptance of people here that I don't think you find in very many places. You have all these supernaturals and powered people mixing with humans and I don't even know what else. And it's just a thing, another fact of life. People can live here and be what they are, be public about it even, and it doesn't really matter. At least, that's what I've gotten out of my time here.

I imagine at least a good handful of you probably knew what I was when I got here, knew my family's story, or at least pieces of it, but as far as I know, no one's judged me. Certainly, no one's coming running at me with a stake or made threats to find ways to contain me for little more than being what I am.

You just don't have that in most places. People are so judgmental and quick to hate what they don't understand. Me, personally? I love to learn.

Which is why I'm here. No one's obligated to answer, but if you're up for the discussion, tell me. Who are you? What can you do? Not limited to folks of supernatural or powered persuasions, either. I'm interested in hearing anyone's skills.

And on a more personal note? I'm calling out to any witches who may be interested in chatting. You could say I'm a bit of a fan of magic.
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[personal profile] middlefinger
[wynonna does not use the network often, and as she does so she's sort of making an informal wedding announcement, though she does not mean to, as her actual focus will become apparent soon.]

So. Has anyone just had the closets go completely rogue on them? Because I was looking for things to help me plan a wedding and somehow I ended up with this instead:

[she moves the camera to show off the siamese kitten she dug out of the closet along with some toys she pulled out for it after because she felt bad for it. it seemed so bored and restless.]

It's so cute I'd feel bad sending it back so I guess I am a cat-mom now? Which means this little lady needs a name. I'm pretty sure she's a lady -- I didn't see any balls on her.

[always a class act, wynonna.

but she has another thing she wants to talk about, so she adjusts the filters for the second half of the post, making it locked away from one doc holliday
]

Okay, so if anyone is still paying attention to this, I have a question: it's my fiancé's birthday in a couple of weeks and I have no idea what to get him and when I asked for anon advice about him last year it worked out okay, so maybe owning up to needing the help this time will work too. Just what do you get for someone who is turning 167 anyway?

Any advice would be greatly appreciated.

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Jul. 10th, 2018 07:00 pm
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[personal profile] eatsyourscience
[Souji's in the diner, sitting at one of the booths. At the edge of the shot is a half-eaten order of french fries, because sometimes he actually eats the things he cooks. Quality assurance. You know how it goes.

He looks thoughtful as he addresses the network.]


I've been here a while. Over time, I've kind of come to like it. I don't feel like it's urgent to go home anymore.

[He frowns.]

I miss home. But I don't really mind being here.

[The words Stockholm Syndrome come to mind, but he's not going to say them.]

So...why is it you want to leave? Or stay, if you'd rather do that.

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Jul. 8th, 2018 01:30 pm
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[personal profile] thesamurai
Anyone ever thought to make this place more home like? We get everything handed to us, that's fine. Don't need money, even finer. And we're getting there - bars, a theater, a cafe, the diner. What about more sit down restaurants? Anyone actually like to cook who wouldn't just get it out of the closets? Some kind of school in case there are people who really do want to learn? Hell, even a manned Welcome Center instead of everyone getting overwhelmed by ten different people telling everyone ten separate 'worst of' stories as soon as they get here.

[ She doesn't have much to offer herself, but she's a little restless. ]

I figure no one has any use for a lawyer here, but there's only so much a person can do around this place, waiting for the next shoe to drop. Thought I'd float some ideas, see if anyone gets inspired.

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Jul. 5th, 2018 06:05 pm
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[personal profile] theenforcer
[The image begins with a fairly irate looking Barbie tapping a pack of cigarettes against the unseen surface beneath the device. One side of his chin bears a blackish sooty mark, and looking close enough will reveal a bit of singing around his beard. Not a lot but it's there.]

So... someone got a secret on how to make the closets stop, I don't know, pranking me? Most of the stuff I ask for? I get, no problem. Sure, I've got one helluva collection of supersoakers and enough Spam to last me for a damn decade but for the most part? It's worked for me.

Except this...

[He pulls one of the smokes from the pack, lighting it with a wooden match before holding it away from his face.]

They all look identical but I have about a fifty fifty shot of getting...

[The cigarette explodes, a trick toy that Barbie has only ever seen previously in Marx Brothers and Three Stooges movies.]

What the hell am I doing wrong?

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Jun. 23rd, 2018 06:42 pm
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[personal profile] like247
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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[He awoke on the checkerboard hills. He found the cell phone-like device. He saw the hedge maze and the gardens and then he couldn't wait to come across another person, he takes to the communicator, impatience and confusion driving him on equal measure.]

Oi, the hell is this? Bloody well not how I pictured The Other Side to look. Though the mansion is a nice touch for an AfterLife, I'll admit.

[ooc: feel free to mass hi-jack any conversation on this post, on my end, y'all!]
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[personal profile] livemoore
Seems like as a good a time as ever to start questioning everything, right?

[ Liv is sitting at a desk in her room, tank top and pajama pants on, legs crossed underneath her in a chair. ]

So, I've been thinking about something. For those of you who haven't been here for the past five months or so: hi, I'm Liv, and I'm a zombie. Here's a handy link to my archived message about it:

[ guesswhatimdead.pdf ]

Moving on, my specific brand of zombie-ness is a virus: if you get bitten or scratched you get sick and then you die and then you turn, no exceptions. What I'm realizing here, in Wonderland, is that no one gets sick. Seriously, I volunteer in the clinic and no one's showed up with so much as a cold. No flu, no food poisoning, nothing. I was also looking at past network messages and there was a pregnant woman here once. Her pregnancy never advanced, ever. So, time is moving, it obviously is, because the seasons change and somehow we're all aware of when it's Thanksgiving or Christmas. Whatever. We literally counted down the new year. And yet, time isn't moving because things like aging obviously don't happen.

Illnesses and viruses don't spread.

[ Finally, the point. ]

I know that for some of you from zombie worlds if you die you'll come back, but you're already sick, whatever virus is from your world is already in you, it's already progressed to a point where you'd turn if you died. But that still means to spread it, me or anyone from a zombie world have to actually make you sick. I'd have to scratch you or bite you, and then the actual illness would have to set in: fever, chills, feeling like your bones are glass. But if illnesses never progress, then hypothetically, it can't spread. Right?

[ Which would be great for her because what she's leaving out is that if she ever slept with anyone here, she'd turn them into a zombie that way, too. ]

I don't really have a way to test it, I wouldn't ask anyone to risk a death on research, but I'd be interested in hearing your thoughts about it.
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[ The camera turns on to show piercing blue eyes, blonde hair and a serious face, he may be familiar to some people, he may not be. He’s not concerned with that. He’s all business right now. He does make it a point to show enough of the grounds for people to know where to find him, the edge of the gardens, the lake at his back.]

This is Steve Rogers.

[ He talked to Tony, he got the run down, he’s also done his own research, he’s read the pamphlet, he’s played with the device enough to gather what information he needs- and Natasha should be proud of his information gathering skills. He scopes out the mansion and the grounds and this seems like the easiest way to announce himself- considering who he saw was here. Considering it might not be polite to go track someone down if they think he’s dead- or well, dead in their time. ]

I got here yesterday, I read the pamphlets. Is there anything else I should be aware of that wasn’t covered in those? Any information would be appreciated.

[ With a nod he turns off the device and waits. Who he needs will come to him and anything else he can glean from this place is good. ]
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[ When Shawn's video starts, he's in a light blue button-down shirt, khaki shorts, and he's barefoot. He also has some kind of beverage in a hurricane glass with a pineapple slice on the rim. There's also a pink umbrella. ]

Dear Wonderland! I also have a proclamation. Mark me! I will make this the best summer you've ever had - events and new queens aside - by giving you a new outdoor experience. I may have seemed scarce over the past few weeks. You may have also noticed what looked like a casual debris pile by the beach. That was just me, hauling parts from the closets to the sand and it was very grueling, exhausting, manual labor that I never want to repeat again.

[ Most of the parts were already put together if they fit through the closet doors, but a lot of it? Well, maybe he's glad his dad used to force him to build things as a kid. No one tell his dad that Shawn thought that. Briefly. ]

Please behold, the fruits of my labor: The floating bar!

[ He zooms out - and now it's apparent he's using the world's longest selfie stick as he holds it away from him - before speaking again. It looks pretty much like the photo, only the flag is just a picture of a margarita. ]

Yes, that is also a giant slide to fling yourself into the ocean. We're close enough to the sand that you can swim up, far away enough that if you like one-minute boat rides, you can sail to the dock. Two things:

One, I need someone to help run the place. I plan to live here from now through whenever it turns colder in Wonderland, but I still need two or three people to serve drinks. Let the people relax, no need in forcing peace seekers to do everything themselves.

Second thing: I open at noon and close at two in the morning. But you may or may not catch a glimpse of my bed head at noon. Don't judge me.

[ As he pulls the selfie stick back in, yes, it's apparent how Shawn will sleep - in a hammock. ]

This is exactly how I've always wanted to spend my summers, so come on out, relax, don't worry about our crazy day yesterday, and bring your bikinis. Or swim trunks. Both if you like it like that? No nudity, please.

[ He ends the video and now all he has to do is wait, Kokomo coming from the speakers and filtering up toward the beach.

ooc: Please treat as gathering! Mingle and have fun. ]

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Jun. 5th, 2018 10:43 pm
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[Kayo isn't someone who posts to the network often. She isn't very talkative, and she uses her words sparingly - certainly not the type of person to send a message if she doesn't have something to say, or something to ask.

On her arm, she's wearing the kinetic shield that Rick made for her - pink with kitten stickers, as promised. She's been trying to get used to the feel of it on her arm, the weight of it. Another person had offered to teach her how to make traps and defend herself that way, but they've since gone home.

So, it's time to ask around. The war isn't very far away.
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What is the best way to protect yourself?

[That doesn't seem like enough though, so after a moment of hesitation she adds:]

...Or to protect someone else?

[She cuts the feed there, with no further context. Everyone probably knows why she's asking anyway.]

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Jun. 2nd, 2018 12:46 am
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Do you get a special cake or a wish when you've been here a year?

[Here is an Asriel, looking very done with everything. He's only found out a few minutes ago that today was the day of his arrival. And while this should be a day of reflecting on what he's learned and experienced, or be grateful that he's had his body back for this long, he's really just bitter that most of his family has left. Or that he was just recently imprisoned and brainwashed. Or that he's got a war to look forward to soon.]

I want a chocolate cake.

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