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[It must have been a difficult week without everyone's favorite loud-mouthed gem around to be an egomaniac at you. Golly, how much have you suffered outside of her presence, but that's okay. She's here now!

And boasting a new look.]


Oh my stars! So. We had an event last week and it was great! I was the savior of Homeworld and practically the new leader of the Crystal Gems, but, of course, it ended, and I was back to my still amazing, but ultimately less heroic self.

[She pauses.] But before I could even be disappointed, I went back home! And it's all true. I am the Savior of Homeworld! For once, Wonderland actually got something right!

[This is an important announcement she just had to make, though underneath all of that, maybe there's something valuable- maybe Wonderland can predict the future!

Either way, she calms down.]
Anyway, I'm sure I was missed terribly. Don't worry I'm back now, and better than ever! [ahem] ... What'd I miss?

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Aug. 25th, 2019 09:51 pm
singloversing: Into the Ocean - Blue October (With envy for the solid ground)
[personal profile] singloversing
[Video posts are relatively rare from Wirt, since he gets a little bit nervous about public broadcasting unless he really has something to say. But a lot's changed in the last few days it would seem. Most notably, he's a little bit older, probably in his early twenties or so. He looks a little more grown-up, with his features starting to fill in and define, and his style is a little bit more modern with flannel (and a little less tiny grandpa). He also seems to have discovered what a comb is and how to use it.

When he appears on screen this time, he doesn't have any reservations at all about making a broadcast. He doesn't seem to realize he's different in any way.
]

So...shouldn't something have happened by now? We heard from Alice almost a week ago. ...Wait, was it a week?

[He stops and counts back on his fingers, just to make sure.]

Okay, yeah, almost a week ago. Usually there would be an event already, right? Did we just get spared or something? Things don't seem very...different. But, maybe that's a good thing?

[He shrugs, and leans over to shut off the feed. Someone else probably knows what's going on, right?]
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[personal profile] choosetruth
[The broadcast begins with a snippet of video: a memory, from long ago, of a woman being stabbed. "W-Why would you do this? We’re-- you’re supposed to be my sister!" The view switches to Georgia’s face, unsmiling as usual beneath her sunglasses.]

It’s been almost two years since we first learned of the White Queen’s murder. I’ve spent those two years talking to everyone who might possibly have been there, asking questions, investigating, finding every hole in the story that I can pull at and questioning every conclusion. The Red Queen didn’t know. The White Queen didn’t remember, though considering it turns out she was just the Jabberwock in disguise, that makes sense. Finally, on the Dream Side, I had the chance to ask our leading suspect what had happened.

[The view switches to another clip: The Queen of Hearts, younger, ghostly, in full battle armor, vorpal sword in hand, with the faint sounds of Southern Nights playing in the background.

"When you slay a monster over and over, locked in combat for years and years with a creature that can never die…"

She stabs the ghostly sword forward, just under the camera.

"...you forget that others can."

Georgia reappears, absently touching her stomach.]


I’m not one for fairytales, generally, but this story calls for the classic opener: Once upon a time, there were three Queens. The Red Queen ruled over the Real Side and wielded the Vorpal Shield. The White Queen ruled over the Mirror Side and wielded the Vorpal Yarn. And the Queen of Hearts? She wielded the Vorpal Sword and ruled over the side of Wonderland we’ve only just learned exists. The Dream Side. Among other things, this might explain why she’s a playing card when her sisters are both chess pieces.

The Queen of Heart’s job was to fight the Jabberwock. This isn’t a fight she could win for good, only keep fighting for eternity. She was not happy with her role, and just as she does now, she had a temper.

[Georgia adjusts her sunglasses and leans in a little closer.]

For what it’s worth, I do believe she loved her sister, and I do not believe she considers the White Queen’s death a fair price for the Mirror Side. That doesn’t excuse what she did, but it’s still important to know. The White Queen’s muder wasn’t premeditated. I don’t know the exact details. Maybe they were having an argument. Maybe the Queen of Hearts was just having a bad day. Whatever the reason, the Queen of Hearts stabbed the White Queen. The White Queen didn’t come back. The Queen of Hearts took over the Mirror Side, and the Jabberwock gets out of the Dream Side and comes to terrorize us every few years.

So that’s it. One mystery solved. A thousand still to go. [Her mouth twists into a bitter almost-smile.] Stay tuned.
bibliocorn: (Motherfucking snakes on this)
[personal profile] bibliocorn
[Sunburst already had a damn good idea what the next event was going to be- the Cat's usual cryptic insanity actually made sense for once. So, waking up in the Crystal Empire feeling groggy was all he needed to sinch it. Great. As much as he missed home, he hadn't really wanted to drag all of Wonderland off with him here.

For the vast majority of his first day, he can be found sitting in front of the Crystal Heart... except he couldn't remember it was called that. It was one of the most important events of his existence- and yet the memory of what the damned thing was called was gone. He's picked himself some books from the library, from which he is writing notes- trying to prepare for what he's pretty sure is going to happen.

Eventually, he realises he should probably address the elephant in the room and turns the feed on.
]

So. This one's mine, obviously. This is the Crytal Empire- the northernmost part of Equestria. Uh- you should be able to find food and... whatever you need around. It's a pretty big city.

[Perhaps if you had a more altruistic driven pony you'd have a little more encouragement than this. But you've got Sunburst. So there you go.]

If you have any questions or... anything, you can come find me. I'll be here a lot. Um- I have a feeling that there's going to be some trouble, with this- given what the Cat was saying. There's a good chance that the- this - [he waves a forehoof at the heart what the hay is it CALLED??] this thing is going to break, and when that happens we'll be in a lot of trouble. Um- it's basically the only thing stopping the frozen north from swallowing the Empire whole. So. Yeah. There's that. Working on trying to stop that. The being frozen alive thing.

[He's not convinced he can. Last time he had the power of four alicorns, Starlight, and the defenders of Equestria. Now he's got a bunch of ponies who weren't even ponies yesterday. It doesn't look good.]

Uh. Enjoy the Empire until then... I guess? Please don't cause any international conflicts.
teamfun: (And clear your thoughts again)
[personal profile] teamfun
[Louis has always been very good at understanding what people need. He understands what makes them tick and when things are getting bad. Back home, he was always the one to step up and try and break the tension as soon as he felt it rising. In survival situations, being on guard was important, being ready for anything- it's how they stayed alive. But it was also important to let that go, or the fear and anger would consume them. There was no point being alive if you weren't living at the same time.

As such, he turns on the feed with his usual wide smile, the bowling alley in the background. He's been taking care of it while Juliet deals with her own shit. It seems the perfect backdrop, all things considered- a relic of a time when people could just relax for an evening with their friends. He shuffles his pack of cards- still dirty and dog-eared but much loved all the same. His own personal weapon against the encroaching darkness.
]

Soooooooooo. That's been a couple of weeks, right? I mean, shit's been going down pretty damn fast. What with the whole mass death and the queen bullshit and now this dream monster? Yeesh. We get any more stress like this and everyone's gonna explode like a shaken bottle of soda.

[He raises his cards to the screen.]

Which is why we need something to release a little tension, y'know, for our mental health and everything. So I'm declaring the bowling alley an Offical Stress Free zone, and tonight a night of forgetting all of that other bullshit - even if it's only for a couple of hours.

So how about a game of Truth or Dare: Louis Edition? We each draw a card, highest gets to ask, lowest has to answer. You can come play in the bowling alley- heck if we get a group of us here even better. Or you can do it over the network, if you're not feeling social. What do you say? I think we could all use a little time to cut loose.
shslliar: (VR: angry)
[personal profile] shslliar
[Alice is right. The Red Queen can't just leave people hanging like that.

After screaming into his pillow out of frustration, he's finally decided to just post to the network. No anon this time. Just angry texts.]


YOU KNOW WHAT

It's obvious the RQ is too busy to tell us what she's doing about this mess, and we can't actually trust her to be on our side if she's gonna run off like that, so I say we start preparing for the worst ourselves.

I know we have a bunch of storage rooms and a clinic, but does anyone have ideas for how to keep that thing from getting into our dreams or something? And no, I don't mean everyone put tinfoil on our heads! Unless, of course, you live in a world where that actually works. And do we still have enough fighters and superheroes for a militia?

Seriously! ANY IDEAS WILL HELP.

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May. 15th, 2019 08:55 am
eatsyourscience: (anything less than the best is a felony)
[personal profile] eatsyourscience
[Souji looks pensive as he appears on the feed. Maybe even a little worried, which is something for him.]

I died during that last part of the event. It was my fifth time dying...but nothing strange has happened. I feel the same as always.

[He pauses, uncertain where he's going with this, before asking:]

What does that mean?

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May. 10th, 2019 10:30 pm
captain_america: Avengers uniform (007)
[personal profile] captain_america
[ Steve hasn’t been sleeping well. Not surprising considering the events from home- but also the event warning from the Gryphon.

He’s up early- too early by anyone’s standards, taking a jog around the grounds to clear his head. That’s why he sees the ships hovering over the grounds. They don’t seem to be doing much of anything. Not yet, but it seems more than likely this event is going to be exactly what he fears.

He finishes his run and heads back to the mansion. He needs to warn everyone and most people should be awake by now.

And then the ships crash into the checkerboard hills and there’s no time to wait.
]

This event is from my world.

[ Sorry everyone. ]

The Gryphon said something or someone is coming. They are looking for two stones-

[ He falters here, the words he knows are not coming to him. They are on the tip of his tongue but he can’t remember the words. He doesn’t have time to worry right now so he just course corrects. ]

One is yellow and one is green. We need to find them before they do. Start searching anywhere you can. If anyone finds one or both of them contact me. We need to keep them safe.

The ships contain his army. They are relentless and there are hundreds of them. They will kill indiscriminately until the stones are found.

We are going to need fighters, if you can fight, if you can fire a weapon, if you have any kind of training or ability at all we need you.

If you have medical training of any kind or want to help the injured please contact Claire Frasier- she will need all the help she can get.

We need to barricade the mansion for as long as we can. Anyone with magic we could use you here, and anyone whose good at traps or snares or anything like that, if we can keep them from getting in we might be able to survive them.

Those who can’t fight, find a safe place and hunker down. Try to keep yourself barricaded in, if you get in trouble contact someone, contact me, I will get to you and I will get you out.

[ He takes a breath, his Captain America voice taking over. ]

I know not all of you know me, and so you’re wondering why you should trust me. But I’ve lived this, I fought this fight- and we lost.

We lost half my universe with the snap of two fingers.

We cannot let that happen here. If we snap out of existence- Wonderland has different rules, but this time we might not come back.

This may very well be the fight of our lives.

Eyes up, stay sharp. Good Luck.

[ He signs off with a click. ]

[OOC: Steve will be available for contact here and also for action threads in the mingle log- here. If you want to plot anything out please feel free to contact me here or at [plurk.com profile] courtings ]
teamfun: (So angels please just keep on fighting)
[personal profile] teamfun
[Action]

TWDG spoilers be here )

[And then his Wonderland memories click back into place and oh. That's the actual fuck. He'll stay there a moment, to get his bearings, after a few hellos to anyone passing by, but he's quickly on the move. He goes to find Clem first (always, always first) trying to push back the panic that she could come from any point in time and that's a deeply concerning thought. After that, it's off to find Michonne, to touch base, an update on their shared world- however far apart they might be within it. And then, finally, he seeks out his friends, trying their rooms or their preferred haunts. Whoever it is he's going to see, they get a smile and a wave.]

Sooooo I'm back. Still kicking.


Video:

[Once Louis has found as many people as he can, he sets up the video with a casual wave of hello.]

'Sup folks, I'm back, your friendly neighbourhood Louis! Like a bad smell, I know. I had a super fun trip back home. In case you're wondering: yes, yes it is still full of dead people. I know that's the update you were all waiting for.

[It's WAY easier to joke about this than relay the crap he's been through in the last couple weeks. No one wants to hear that, and he doesn't especially want to talk about it. He knows he's going to have to sift through it all eventually. Process it properly, but for now, he'd still rather avoid it all. Cover it up with a smile and a joke.]

ANYhoo, how're things here? Anything set on fire while I was gone? Did I miss any plot twists in the latest episode of Our Wonderland Lives? Fill me in!
wasitalie: (Chalk white and oh-so-frail.)
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[While everyone is busy doing what they want with the magic chalk, someone posts a video to the network.

Yes, it looks like Kokichi is finally showing his face on the Network for the first time in who knows how long, but given the chalk-covered school uniform and his nervous presence, it's pretty clear that it's really his Mirror recording from the hallway on the real side.]


U-uh... Hello? Is this working?

[He anxiously glances about.] Um... Has anyone seen a chalk person running around? He's like... [He indicates a height taller than him.] This tall? And he's wearing a black suit with a blue tie and a baseball cap. I wanted to try drawing people I remember from home but... Uh...

[gulp] Kind of forgot about the magic chalk thing. If anyone sees him, please let me know? ... Thanks.

[He ends the feed there.]

Meanwhile, in the action post below... )
wontbeused: (Are you certain)
[personal profile] wontbeused
[The bloke on the video is smirking in far too an amused fashion for a new arrival in Wonderland. For anyone that's ever been here more than once, and with their memories of it in tact when they got back, it may almost seem obvious he must be a return, except... he doesn't look like anyone that had gone missing recently at all, does he? Hmm. Curiouser and curiouser.

Kol can't help taking the moment to poke some fun at things. He has this wildly unique opportunity to meet his friends for the first time all over again-- it's far too fun not to goad them.]


Can't say that I recall ingesting any Ayahuasca, but this is one mad trip.
shslliar: (VR: cheerful)
[personal profile] shslliar
Hey everyone, did you know you can use the closets as a washing machine?

It's true! I just threw some old stained clothes I had lying around into my closet and it spat them back out! Good as new! Figured some of the folks from Darkest Timeline Worlds or people who like rolling around in the mud could use that knowledge.


Meanwhile, around the mansion... )
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[personal profile] selfworthbitches
Hello, all.

[Mazikeen looks unusually happy, which is never a good thing. She’s smiling like the cat who caught the world’s tastiest canary as she lounges against the bar in Deux Lux.]

Ah, isn’t it nice to have a taste of home? This one’s on me. Hell sweet Hell. I’d apologize for how horrible and scarring I’m sure it is for some of you, but the thing is?

[She leans forward, eyes glittering maliciously.]

Hell only exists to punish the wicked. If you’re suffering, it’s only what you think you deserve.

[She gives another smile, tossing her head back.]

Have fun. I know I will.
itchtokill: ({Tint} Outside ~ Unamused)
[personal profile] itchtokill
[Kol hasn't been on the network in awhile. He's been a bit preoccupied in recent history, and then... well, things come up. He won't go into all the sordid details, but he's got some thoughts kicking around after having some news of home dropped on him. Granted, he'd asked for it to be laid out for him, but still. As is typical with his family, the news was more like warfare he had to look forward to.

Which is still an odd thing to wrap his mind around. Death not sticking isn't a Wonderland-new sort of ideal to him. He's died and not stayed that way before, and his parents had hated every ounce of what their children became for their own paranoid actions. And he'd done it again, at the hands of the Gilbert children, and in flames, before he'd appeared here.

He can't quite make heads or tails of how he feels about everything his sister has told him, and he doesn't particularly look to talk about much of it at all, but he does still have a topic to address the Wonderland populace at large about.]


Is there anything you've had taken from you that you'd do nearly anything to get back? Are there lines you wouldn't cross, even for something truly important to you, into the core of who you always thought you were, would be, should've been? What are you limits? Why do you have them?

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Jan. 20th, 2019 10:35 pm
singloversing: Into the Ocean - Blue October (Like jumping from the bow)
[personal profile] singloversing
[Wirt doesn't make a ton of posts. He's shy and anxious and not really suited to public speaking in any capacity, but once in a while Wonderland is just weird enough to warrant it.]

So...um. I've been thinking about it. Does anyone else think it's kind of weird there was a New Year's Party? I-I mean we've had them before, but those were thrown by somebody here. They weren't like, Wonderland parties. Like, time doesn't move here, so does that mean the White Queen counting time? Is there a set like, Wonderland year it's supposed to be now? And isn't starting the new year in January kind of arbitrary for a place where time isn't really real?

[He sighs, and rubs the back of his neck. He can feel himself getting off track.]

Sorry, I just-- time's already way complicated to keep track of here? Like, my birthday's next week and just thinking about the logistics of how that works gives me a headache, and now having Wonderland actually acknowledge a new year...I don't know. I didn't really have a point to this, I guess.

[And so, he cuts the feed there.]
charlastan: Money (That's What I Want) - Barrett Strong (But what it don't get I can't use)
[personal profile] charlastan
[Oh, look! It's Stan, up to his old shenanigans, standing behind the counter of the gift shop at the Mystery Room. It's been a while since he's tried to sell you something, so here he is!]

Refugees of Wonderland, do you miss the familiar weight of coin in your pocket? Is this barter economy not enough for your deep, most capitalist desires? I'm Stan Pines - I've been in business for more years than is any of your business, and I know exactly what you need. For a limited time, until I run out of 'em, we're selling REAL, AUTHENTIC GOLD COINS.

[He gestures to a bowl in front of him that...seems to be full of gold coins?]

Now, I know what you're thinking - "Mr. Pines, despite being a reliable salesman, this seems awfully suspicious of you." Well, if you won't trust me, you'll trust the guy who minted them, right?

[He waggles his eyebrows and then throws a sign behind the bowl. It's beautiful. A work of art.]

My brother Stanford popped in when we had that huge crowd earlier and he made all of these. Some of you might've even gotten samples of these babies from him. If you can't trust me, you can definitely trust him. That's how twins work! Just ask Dipper and/or Mabel! Anyway, Ford's gone again now, but his last wish before he disappeared from Wonderland was for me to sell his hard work to every single one of you. He said "Please, Stanley! Add my coins to your inventory! Use your business know-how to sell them like hotcakes!" And you don't wanna disappoint this highly realistic face, right?

[He gestures at the poster. Do you want to make doodle Ford sad, when he was nice enough to make and give out these coins? Do you? He didn't think so!]

It's regular barter rules - anything you think I might want, come pitch it at me and you can have your own shiny gold coin! Use it to flip a coin! Give it to your friends! Scratch a lottery ticket! Heck, scratch someone you hate with it, I don't care! I want one of these coin in everyone's pocket, for not at all suspicious reasons. You've got nothing better to do, so come on down to the Mystery Room and get a coin!

[The video ends there, but he'll be around in the gift shop of the Mystery Room. He's leaving these in a bowl on the counter, almost as though he's entirely encouraging shoplifting them. But that would be wildly suspicious! Almost as suspicious as Stan giving coins away for free! Good thing he just carelessly left them there with a badly worded sign.

ooc note: Not to spoil the illusion but for your ooc info these are trackers that our visiting Ford made. The idea is not to track anyone's specific movements, but to try and figure out what happens when someone leaves and see if there's a pattern as to why people leave the way they do. Stan would probably never admit that up front but if you're not comfortable with your character getting one for this reason that's 100% okay!
]

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Jan. 19th, 2019 02:55 pm
noreason: (You know how that thrills me)
[personal profile] noreason
[Naoki has a very short question that is seemingly quite simple.]

How do you face your fears?

[This is something he's been wondering about for a while, though not something he has a lot of trouble with himself. There isn't a lot that actually scares him anymore.

Except for maybe horses.]
thisismadfreaky: (What's the plan)
[personal profile] thisismadfreaky
[Well, this certainly was unexpected. The re-visit here with all of his memories in tact was bizarre enough, considering how long he'd managed to piece together it had been since he was here-- more or less, at the very least. But it could be brushed off in a vague sort of 'It's just Wonderland being itself' kind of way.

At least, until he found himself still sticking around when a very large portion of the people that had found themselves here disappeared-- with the end of the Event, naturally, coinciding with that. Except he was still here, and he still remembered everything. And it was kind of unsettling.

He spent a couple of days adjusting to being back, and even found his old room in tact while he was at it. But now? Well, he figures it should be more or less back to business. Whatever that business may need to be.

He's not set up anywhere special, just the couch in the living room area of his room, which is set up familiarly to his apartment. He waves a little into the camera.]


What's up, Wonderlandians? I don't know how many of you might actually remember me. I'm Cisco and I'm your handy-dandy tech guy, if you find yourself needing something nifty and tech-y at your disposal.

And while I've got you here-- [There's a flourish of his hands.] Can I get a headcount of my people? From home and from here. Because Wonderland was nice enough to let me remember you all. [A finger is held up at that point.] Which is something I'd really like to investigate further, but I'll stick a pin in that for an other day.

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Dec. 27th, 2018 10:30 pm
bibliocorn: (Sure we can spend more time together)
[personal profile] bibliocorn
[Sunburst seems pretty pleased when the feed actually starts up again. HEY GUYS LOOK, VIDEOS ARE BACK ON. He gives a little wave of a forehoof in greeting.]

Hi there. I know it's been a crazy couple of weeks, and I understand several important holidays were missed during it. One of them was the most important holiday in the Equestrian calendar, it's called Hearth's Warming Eve and it's about the founding of our country. Telling the story and celebrating it are...a rather integral part of pony society [unless you're Starlight, he sees you, Starlight] so please, permit me a little traditional indulgence.

[He clears his throat, and thus begins his story]

And that's how Equestria was formed )

Anyway. Thanks for listening. If anyone would like to celebrate a late Hearth's Warming with me, I have a little table with Equestrian treats I'm...fairly certain are safe for non-pony consumption in the first floor tea room. I'd love to have you.

[Please celebrate the Horse Holiday with him, the only other pony in the mansion doesn't like it. He can, indeed, be found in the tea room, a table stocked with various fruit pies, and some unique-to-Equestria treats. More importantly, this room has a hearth, upon which a little crocheted doll that looks a little like Sunburst sits. Incidentally, close CR of Sunburst will find a little crocheted doll of themselves waiting outside their room for them. They're kinda lumpy and not the prettiest things. Humans are really hard to make into Hearth's Warming dolls, okay. He did his best.]
thesamurai: (💀 4)
[personal profile] thesamurai
[ Regina's gone. So's Snow. So's Henry.

Out of the three of them, only Henry's things are gone completely but Wonderland's made mistakes before, right? Clementine was gone for so long once, her things vanished, but then she was back and she remembered.

For five days Michonne trains harder, runs longer, broods in darker corners. But now she can't stop thinking about the fact that so many people have left, and about how many people have left her specifically.

She needs a distraction. ]


Has Wonderland really fucked up in the past and gotten something wrong that we start seeing as 'normal?' I know someone who left once, all things gone like when it's supposed to be forever, only she came back, and she remembered everything. But she was gone for almost a month. Not just a week.

[ A hand rubs across her forehead, and as she pulls the camera further out, she's standing in an empty room. ]

Regina, Snow, and Henry are all gone. All of Henry's stuff left. I don't know if that means...Wonderland fucked up for him or forgot to take Regina and Snow's things too.

[ On her features, there is no panic. Internally though, she's screaming. Rick left - twice - Andrea left, Philip left, Carl left (also twice), Beth left, Daryl left. Everyone she pulls close, calls family, loves, they go. And she stays.

She thought she had something more to say but instead she just ends the video. ]
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[personal profile] beautifullies
[ 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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[personal profile] geekorthodox
[ 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.

Video

Nov. 21st, 2018 12:59 am
jamminshield: (head rub)
[personal profile] jamminshield
[The video feed shows what seems to be a small boy hanging around in his room. He waves energetically!]

Hey everyone! My name's Steven. Steven Universe! And I figured it was about time I did another one of these open message thingies. Since... it's been about a year since I got here. [He places a hand on his head and smiles meekly.] Time really flies, huh?

So I think we can all stand to get to know each other better and become friends and stuff! Plus Alice gave me an idea earlier this month... talking about people we miss from home. I know it can be tough stuff, but I think it'll really help to keep our memories of them clear! So let me get this ball rolling by talking about Lion! [With that, he holds up a drawing of a big pink lion.] I guess he's the mane event? ...That's right! Back home, I have a pet lion. He can be kinda difficult sometimes... a lot of the time... but he really loves me! He has special powers and a pocket dimension in his mane, too. [A beat.] I should probably also mention that I have powers too, 'cause I'm part-gem!

Now it's your turn! Tell me stuff about yourself, or people you know, or ask me questions about my stuff, or just turn in your applications for friendship. [A beat.] Orrr all of the above?
kingtrousele: (...I see.)
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[Papyrus seems far off from his usual chipper self when the feed turns on. He seems much more focused on petting one of the cats laying down on his desk, who happens to be purring as loud as a motorboat. He takes a deep breath and looks at the screen proper.]

I…HAVE SOME SAD NEWS TO ANNOUNCE. TODAY, UH…

[He knew that this was going to be hard to say, but he never realized how…impossible it is to get the words out. He pinches the bridge of his nose and takes in another deep breath.]

A COUPLE OF PEOPLE FROM MY WORLD WERE SENT BACK HOME. METTATON, AND…AND MY BROTHER, SANS. THEY’RE BOTH GONE. I-I CHECKED THEIR ROOMS AND THERE’S NOTHING THERE. …WELL, ALMOST NOTHING. AMONGST A FEW THINGS, MY BROTHER’S CATS ARE STILL HERE. I’LL BE TAKING CARE OF THEM FOR HIM, UNTIL HE COMES BACK.

I…KNOW THAT THEY BOTH HAD A LOT OF FRIENDS HERE, AND…AND I KNOW THAT THEY’D KNOW THAT YOU’D ALL WANT TO KNOW WHERE THEY ARE AND, AND…


[His voice is cracking the more he talks. He can’t take this anymore.]

…THAT’S ALL.

[And with one fell swoop, the feed ends right there.

Afterwards, if one happens to pass by Papyrus’s room, they might hear some quiet sniffles. He’ll still answer the door if someone knocks, but for the most part, he’s too focused on his own thoughts to be too receptive to much at the moment. Heck, someone could just walk into his room and he wouldn’t notice. Although, some company might be just what he needs at the moment.
]
charlastan: Iscariot - Walk the Moon (Than you bargained for)
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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.
]

voice;

Nov. 2nd, 2018 03:10 pm
modore: (↺ This is me)
[personal profile] modore
[There's no particular reason Satoru chose audio over video. Despite how young his voice is, the adult in him is coming through in how tired he sounds.]

I bet I'm not the only one that event was kind of hard for. Even thinking things might have turned out that way makes me want to...

[He trails off without actually saying what it makes him want to do.]

But I'm sure it could have been worse.

[He pauses.]

So...what's the worst event you've been through?
wildwest: (✒ when i took his glass of champagne)
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[ 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.
singloversing: I Was Never a Normal Boy - Nightmare of You (Oh there he goes again)
[personal profile] singloversing
[It takes Wirt a few minutes to set up the video in a way that's kind of comfortable, but eventually he settles on propping it up in a nearby tree facing him. He's gone back to wearing his blue cape, something that he abandoned wearing almost a year ago, but that isn't the most noticeable change.

No, that would be the large pumpkin head he's wearing, carved into a friendly jack-o-lantern. His voice is a little muffled, but he's still clearly understandable.
]

Isn't this time of year beautiful? I know autumn happens all at once here, and isn't so much about the gradual decay and inevitable demise of all living things, but the leaves are still kind of pretty, right?

[He looks up at the tree above him as much as he can with the pumpkin head on, which isn't much. Then he sighs, heavy with the weight of nostalgia.]

I've been thinking a lot about The Harvest - it's only a few days away now, or it would be if I was still in Pottsfield. It's really a shame that Wonderland prevents anyone from really joining - we are all frozen in place with our woes, no better than Edelwood, never able to truly decompose and rise removed from our troubles.

Sooo... [He reaches just off screen and pulls out a shovel, and holds it gently in his arms.] I thought it might be good to, you know. Have our own Harvest! I mean, we're all a little too soon, but I was too early when I got to Pottsfield and that didn't stop the townspeople from welcoming me to the party. Anyway, uh-- I've been going around burying a bunch of stuff to get ready, and when it's time for the Harvest we can dig them all up! It's not quite the same but, oh well. We do what we can with what we have, or whatever.

[For once, he doesn't seem anxious. If anything, he seems a little too calm.]

So yeah, that's about it. If anyone needs me, I'll be around digging a bunch of holes outside. You're welcome to come help if you want - the more the merrier, right?

[Then he waves, and shuts the feed off there. He'll still respond to people's concerns messages, but he can also be found pretty much anywhere on the grounds, digging deep holes and burying things.]
shrimpheavennow: (Is the kingdom | Cackling)
[personal profile] shrimpheavennow
WHOO! NO EVENT THIS WEEKEND!

You know what that means? It's time to get TURNT.

[Eleanor upends a tequila bottle directly into her mouth, takes a few swallows, then drops it to point into the camera.]

Y'all gotsta catch up. It's too cold now for the floating bar, so I'm just at the reg-lar one.

[She hiccups.]

This is a totally open invitation, but obvs I'd prefer all the really hot people show up. Like, we've got some rull hot people here and I haven't slept with anywhere near enough of you. Just saying.

[Uhhh, yeah, that's all she's got.]

KAY, BYE BITCHES.

[The feed ends.]

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