entranceway | 2 \\ In my head, I see you all over me (video/action)

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2 \\ In my head, I see you all over me (video/action)

[ MYSTIQUE HAS HAD IT OFFICIALLY.

When her scaly blue face shows up on the feed, it's clear something's up. Her normal cool, calm demeanor is gone, and her usually perfectly-coiffed hair is sticking out in a few places. She's somewhere outside, having abandoned her room a long time ago. She is livid, and has been for a very long time.

If there's one thing Mystique knows, it's when someone's in her head. And someone's been in her goddamn head since yesterday. A few minutes, she can tolerate. She'll let it go. Maybe snap some necks for it, but she'll move on with her life. But hours upon hours of it? Unrelenting? Nothing but sadness and regret and so many other annoying emotions? Being forced to relive a memory she'd thought been forever buried has definitely done nothing to help her mood, so with this on top, she is not having it.

She breathes hard, teeth bared. ]

I know one of you is in my head. I don't know why, but I'm giving you ten minutes to get out. That should be enough time to give you a head start before I find you.

[ Whoever you are, she will look for you, she will find you, and she will kill you. Figuratively. Literally, if she can get away with it. ]

Your time starts now.

[ The feed cuts off, and she storms into the mansion. Mystique is going on a rampage, covering every corner until she finds her victim. Maybe you see her tearing through a hallway. Perhaps you hear her yelling in rage from inside your room. If you're unlucky and your door's unlocked, maybe she'll burst in uninvited!

Laugh at her on the network, run from her, direct her to a scapegoat. Whatever! Point is, she's starting from the bottom and working her way up until this torment ends.

Nice knowing you, head invader. ]

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You will stand down or I will find you. [Somewhere, Spike is getting a headful of righteous anger. Mystique, on the other hand, just gets angry blue eyes and a furious glare.] Do you really think anybody is doing this on purpose or has the power to stop it? It's an event. It's happening to everyone. And attacking whoever has the misfortune to be in your head won't stop it. It'll just hurt you.

[She assumes. Unlike Mystique, she's not a crazy person, so she hasn't tested it.]

[William could be an arsepain right about now. He's seen the memory too. But there's an old saying about keeping enemies closer, and whilst it won't go down well William isn't going to annoy her even more.]

This place is wretched. Are you okay?

Darling, I understand you're upset.

[His voice is soothing, trying to calmly talk to her. With these bittersweet memories playing out in their rooms he can imagine what she's going on about with people in her head.]

But I don't think it's that simple. Whoever or whatever creates these events and throws us into them isn't something you can just hunt down.

[To his knowledge anyway, and he's probably gone looking, poking around, asking questions cause there were quite a few things he'd like to take revenge for.]

I'll find us an empty room you can thrash, none of this is worth your time wasted.

So now that everybody and their uncle has toldja it's pointless to try stormin' the nothin' that is screwin' with us, you wanna join me in blowin' some shit up on the beach?

Takes the edge off.

[The Once-ler is entirely oblivious to this post, and any suffering on Mystique's part. He hasn't even thought about Mystique in like, days, but right now he's furious. He's had enough mixed emotions about everything he's done over the years that it doesn't even occur to him that they might belong to someone else.

Which is why he's standing in front of the the Lorax now, glaring at the fuzzy cheeto. The Lorax is oblivious, and continues to deal cards to the animals he's playing with.]

Why do you have to be here?

[As always, the Lorax doesn't have an answer. He never did.]

You-- you're not even real right now! You're just some figment of my mucked-up imagination, stuck in a loop-the-loop. Can you even hear me?!

[The Lorax looks up at him, as per the memory, to ask genuinely how selling his Thneed went, and the Once-ler groans, throwing his hands up in the air.]

You can't! You can't hear me, because you're not even really here! This is...it's just some dumb event, some stupid thing Wonderland's doing and YOU...who even knows where you went?

[He sounds resigned, but then the Lorax pipes up. "Hey, you gave it your best shot! What more can you do?" It's enough to set the Once-ler off shouting again. He can probably be heard all the way from the hall, but it's not like he gets a lot of visitors anyway.]

SHUT UP, just shut up, Mustache! I don't know why you're here, but you need to get out. Now.

[He points in the direction of the door, but obviously his memory of the Lorax isn't going to do anything, though somehow he was half-expecting it to do something different this time. To get up, or shout back at him, or lift himself away - anything but just sit there and try to deal an empty space into their card game for the three hundred and ninety-eighth time.

It's enough to suck the wind right out of the Once-ler's sails. His arm falls, and he sinks right down the ground and hugs his legs close to his chest. He's out of options to cope with this, so he just lays his head on his knees and cries. He's angry and he feels awful for being so angry. It's not like it's the Lorax's fault Wonderland is dumb. Besides, of course the Lorax would never really come back. Who would ever want to be around a messed-up jerkwad like the Once-ler anyway?]

[Kaneki has been avoiding his room since the event started, but he can't stay in the coffee shop for literally the whole event. He takes breaks to wander a bit (this time, he's going to the library!), and sees Mystique storming in his direction from down the hallway.

He stops, takes in how upset she is--wow does she seem angry and possibly murderous--blinking.]

U-um. Mystique-san. [He's already addressing her before it occurs to him that maybe he'd be better of just letting her be.] What's wrong...?

[Because it's clear something is. The causes are probably the obvious results of the event, but he still thinks it's worth asking.]

It's not that big of a deal, is it?

[George doesn't feel like most things are a big deal, right now. It's sort of a pleasant change. If only she wasn't so confused about it.]

I don't think it's that easy.

[Emma grits her teeth as she faces the video feed. If it were that easy, she'd track down whoever's in her head and have a few choice words with them, too, but it's not like any of them are doing this by choice.]

Just calm down. Relax. That's the best thing you can do for yourself right now.

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