+ FOURTH WALL EVENT: GENERAL NON-PARTY MINGLE POST +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: E V E R Y O N E
Where: Everywhere that isn't one of the parties! Both Sides!
When: Sept 1st to Sept 10th
Rating: G to PG-13 (please label higher ratings, thank you!)
Summary: Wonderful parties are springing up all across Wonderland, but there are still plenty of other places to explore. This is a log for any new arrivals who want to experience different parts of Wonderland life, and any current guests not in the mood for a log or transmission of their own.

Please also see THE FOURTH WALL MASTER POST for rules, information, and all the fun parties you can visit!
The Story:

On the morning of September 1st, everyone in Wonderland, on both Real and Mirror Side, will awake to find one of four possible invitations has been shoved under their doors. The glass has been carefully removed from all mirrors, and everyone will be able to cross to and from Mirror Side with ease, without forcing any sort of swap. The Queen of Hearts' chambers, discovered in the previous event, will be mysteriously inaccessible, leading only to a tearoom.

Additionally, there will be many more Wonderland guests than usual, each of them with their own random invitation and network device (wired to make replies only). As the week goes on, as per the invitations, more and more parties will appear (and everyone is invited to all of them, whether they received an invitation or not). But who brought them here? Why are there so many parties? Who is responsible for all of this exactly?

It's anyone's guess, though if parties or riddles are not your style, then there is always plenty more to see...

Comments

Leonard Snart | mirror version

[catchacold]

[There are some visual differences between the mirror version of Leonard Snart and the one some people may already be familiar with.

The most striking being that this one smiles. Not smirk, not grin, not just turn the corners of his mouth a little.

He actually smiles.

Additionally, his hair is a bit longer and thus shows off his curls.

With it being his first time on the real side, he's mostly just trying to find his way around. It doesn't help that nobody really appears to have any sort of clue. But at least Leo tries, approaching even the most unfriendly looking stranger or perhaps even the odd acquaintance from the mirror-side.]

Where are you headed?

[shrinkage]

Oh, there you are! I was going over to the second mansi-- whoa

[ !!! ]

Did you do something different with your ... hair? [ ie why do you have so much hair and can ray please touch it please ]

I do not have icons for this, I should probably change that some time...

[catchacold]

What? No, it's always been this way. I wore it longer back in high school...

[Leo trails off, because he realises there's not actually a reason to give an absolute stranger a review of his hair through the ages.

Right. This had to be someone confusing him with his real.]

I'm not him. Not really. Nice to meet you.

icons are overrated here let's both just default /brofist

[shrinkage]

[ oh.

oh. ]

Oh.

[ yep. that's ray for you. he's just gonna ... stare. and wonder how horrible snart's mirror is because if ray's mirror is as bad as all that snart's must be ... oh. ]

you know the way to my heart

[catchacold]

[Right.

Right, this is awkward. Leo runs a hand through the much talked about hair and smiles vaguely at Ray, ultimately feeling sheepish.]

Look, I'm sorry, I don't know anything about you. My... He, he tends to just break the mirrors.

now if only i could find that dratted key....

[shrinkage]

Yeah, I think he likes his privacy more than anything.

[ w h a t is happening. ray's instincts find him shoving his hands into his pockets: one of them contains the suit he would've be able to put on fast enough for it to be of use, but it does provide an apt security blanket. ]

Uh-- sorry. This is really weird. [ suddenly, ray's eyes pop wide-- ] Wait, is he over there right now?

one day, my love, one day

[catchacold]

Seems that way.

[Definitely liking his privacy, which led to his mirror being very much in the dark about just about everything going on on this side.]

I don't know. Would he go over there?

[Why would anyone?]

[shrinkage]

Well, because of what they say. That when one crosses the other has to, too.

[ which is making him a little twitchy. what may snart have done? or was this one still as cunning and more willing to play innocent atop it? what would len's mirror be like?

cowardly, something says in the back of ray's mind. he thinks the antithesis of leonard snart is a true blue coward. ]

Is it not true?

[catchacold]

I'm not exactly sure. Not an expert.

[Either that or maybe he is not at liberty to tell, but either way all Mick gets out of him is a smile and a shrug.]

Do you know him well?

[shrinkage]

[ he doesn't mean to laugh-- but ray huffs out something between a bark and gasp. despite his wariness, he's an inherent sharer. despite knowing snart would probably tell ray to leave his mirror alone, his curiosity baits him. ]

No. Not... details, anyway. I mean-- he takes care of people, but he doesn't really do friends I don't think.

[ ray's ego begs to differ, but there are times that he does exercise his ability to ignore it. ]

[catchacold]

Oh. He must be lonely.

[Leo, this version of Leonard, he doesn't have much of a brain to mouth filter, which is quite the contrast to someone who hardly ever says anything he seems to pretty much have scripted in his head first, to deliver it just right.]

I'm Leo, by the way. I mean. I guess you knew that.

[A sheepish look, accompanied by Leo rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.]

[shrinkage]

[ that makes ray blink-- he's trying to do what snart would, what the voice in the back of his mind that sounds suspiciously like flames is hissing at him. walk away, haircut.

instead, ray extends a hand with a smile on his face. what an idiot. ]

Call me Ray. It's nice to meet you, circumstances notwithstanding.

[catchacold]

Ideal circumstances for me.

[Nobody really wants to be on the mirror side. If he could just find a way to stay here, he'd do it in a heartbeat.]

How do you know me? I mean, him.

ready for hell

[determinedest]

[He's smiling. He doesn't really...well, they'd like to think they know him, after the things they've talked about, and they know he doesn't really smile. They're not sure what to make of it.

It's possible that he could be - someone else. A Leonard they don't know. Still, they answer the question, stammered out, uncertainty written in everything about their stance and stare and speech.]

Um...l-library. I think.

so very ready

[catchacold]

Can I tag along?

[The prospect is tempting. A library on the real side has got to be worth a trip in comparison to the mirror side. Leo isn't sure how much time he has here, but he can make the most of it at least.]

...don't worry, I'm not dangerous or anything.

[determinedest]

If you...want? I didn't know you liked...

[Reading, they were going to say. And then they don't say it. Let it not be said that they haven't gotten progressively sharper since meeting so many doubles of people they knew.]

You're not him, are you?

[catchacold]

[Actually, the real Leonard also reads quite a lot, but he certainly doesn't seem as if he does and this one here, he has no clue about that. He doesn't really know anything about the real him.]

No, afraid not. Sorry.

He doesn't read?

[determinedest]

No, he just...doesn't smile.

[Like. Ever. Not that easily, anyway. Still, though, they know not all the mirrors are terrible. Stan's mirror is all right, and so is Chara's. This one might be okay too.

So they keep going on their way to the library.]

Are you a mirror? Or...from another world or something?

[catchacold]

Oh. I keep hearing things about him that just make me feel sorry.

[He's not terrible, he just has the feeling that compared to his real, he is terribly boring.]

I'm a mirror. I'm sorry, I know almost nothing about this place. He keeps destroying the mirrors.

[determinedest]

Yeah. Yeah, I guess he...he would.

[They keep their expression even and neutral. They're not going to make any kind of judgment, assume anything about this mirror, until they know for sure. For sure. Whether he's all right or something dangerous, like many of the mirrors seem to be.]

A lot of our mirrors are kind of mean.

[catchacold]

I know. I have to be around them.

[He smiles a little, but this time at least it's more of a careful than a happy one.]

Maybe he's the mean one with us.

[determinedest]

Maybe.

[Pardon them if they look skeptical; they're not one to pass judgment prematurely, but the vast majority of the mirrors they've met have been...less than amenable at best.]

What makes you different? From...him?

[catchacold]

I don't... I don't really know him much. But somebody told me that he saved their life and they saved the whole world, so...

[He trails off, shrugging helplessly and finally ending with a sheepish laugh.]

I've not done anything special. I just know he doesn't smile and doesn't like company. Maybe he's lonely?

[determinedest]

I don't know much about him either.

[That's a little more difficult for them to admit, and they roll their shoulders in an uncomfortable shrug as they thread their way through the hallways.]

What about your memories? Are they different, do you think?

[catchacold]

Someone said that he doesn't do 'friends', so I don't know if anyone knows him.

[He feels stupid over knowing so little, but what can he do? He mirrors their gesture of rolling shoulders, still walking besides them.]

I don't know. My life's pretty boring and I don't think is is. So... Maybe?