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[ en ] tranceway . m . o . d . s. ([personal profile] vitaelamorte) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2017-04-21 09:42 pm

+ It's good that we can't see what isn't there +

Who: EVERYONE
Where: Wonderland and adjacent dimensions!
When: Friday, April 21st to Monday, April 24th
Rating: PG-13, warn if higher!
Summary: A place to list your tears throughout the event, and describe the worlds that can be seen or accessed through them. Event Post.
The Story:

While invisible zombies ravage Wonderland, tears are popping up everywhere! Through them characters can see versions of themselves from alternate universes. Some of them show a different version of Wonderland, some a different version of their home. Some are as benign as a character drinking coffee instead of tea, others are as drastic as somebody's entire personality changed completely.

On day one tears are so small as to barely even be recognisable. Faint voices and melodies can be heard through the tiny cracks if you step really close, but these brief and indistinct glimpses are barely even worth describing.

On day two tears have opened up wide enough to recognise them for what they really are. Yesterday's melodies will sound clearer, and the voices will become decidedly familiar, belonging to people characters know, sounding perhaps even like the characters themselves. Look through the tears and they may catch sight of home, or something that merely looks like another part of Wonderland. The tears are yet narrow and instable though, and the field of vision is correspondingly poor.

On day three the tears have grown a great deal. The worlds beyond them can be seen and heard, though most cannot be interacted with at all. Only the biggest ones are already stable enough for characters to stick their hand inside, and pulls through any objects within reach.

On the fourth and last day some tears have finally become large and stable enough for characters to pass through whole. Not all tears will reach this stage, but those who have can be visited, and the world beyond them explored... at each character's own peril.
wriggedywrecked: by <user name="bureiku"> (i have fifty billion boyfriends)

[personal profile] wriggedywrecked 2017-05-27 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, chow down on those cob strawberries, Peter! What's the worst that could happen? It's not like you'll suddenly turn into a Peter on a cob or anything! OR WILL YOU?]

[Nah they're just delicious strawberries that happen to be on a cob. It's all on a cob! The only thing that isn't on a cob is Rick, who seems to pop out of thin air all of a sudden.]


Who the FUCK is in here?!
mimic: (You make it hard.)

[personal profile] mimic 2017-05-27 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ Peter's chomping on the strawberry, eating it off the cob and he's seated on a rock that's on a cob when Rick appears out of nowhere. Cue him looking absolutely relieved at seeing the old man. He's been meaning to find him to ask about that safe room he was supposed to be building. (Did the guy even remember? He's really old after all and he'd been drunk at the time. In fact, he seems to be perpetually drunk.)

He gives Rick a bit of a sheepish grin before stuffing the rest of that strawberry in his mouth.
]

Hey. [ What else is he supposed to say? ] Crazy place, huh? [ He takes hold of another strawberry on a cob, unable to stop himself from wanting to eat and eat and eat. Somehow this place is just making him hungry. ]
wriggedywrecked: by <user name="bureiku"> (i've got opinions about horses and you)

[personal profile] wriggedywrecked 2017-05-28 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Don't fucking eat it y-you moron!

[He marches forward and whacks the rest of the cob out of Peter's hand.]


D-Didn't you f-fucking see the signs warning people from coming in here? This is cob world! Y-You need to get the fuck out right now! Everything's on a cob!
mimic: (Do your remember the time?)

[personal profile] mimic 2017-05-28 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ He didn't actually expect the guy to whack it out of his hand. That's a little rude. Also a little dramatic. It's not like it doesn't taste perfectly normal. In fact, it's super delicious. It's got the perfect balance of sweet and sour. Usually he'd have to dip the end of a strawberry in some sugar to get that extra sweetness, but not with this. ]

No, I accidentally fell through. [ He really didn't see any of the warning signs. ] And I know everything's on a cob, but there aren't any invisible zombies here. [ A bird on a cob perches itself on Rick's shoulder and starts singing. The world seems pretty safe to him. Peaceful even. ]
wriggedywrecked: by <user name="bureiku"> (i've got opinions about horses and you)

[personal profile] wriggedywrecked 2017-05-30 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Invisible zombies are a th-thousand times better than everything being on a cob you fucking moron! W-We need to l--

[HOLY FUCK BIRD ON A COB he shoos it away and then fucking shoots it out of the air.]

WE NEED TO LEAVE RIGHT THE F-F-F-F-FUCK NOW!
mimic: (Finding beauty in the little things.)

[personal profile] mimic 2017-05-31 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The bird on a cob was an innocent little thing as far as Peter could see. And Rick. Rick just shot at it. ]

Look, I don't see a way out of here so why don't you calm down. [ He can't believe that bird is now dead. If he could have tapped into his ability to stop time (and he should have), he could saved the little thing. ]

What's wrong with everything being on a cob? I don't get it. [ He's just not seeing it. The danger. ]

wriggedywrecked: by <user name="bureiku"> (i have fifty billion boyfriends)

[personal profile] wriggedywrecked 2017-06-01 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[That poor little bird on a cob is now a vaporized bird no longer on a cob, except that its particles are also on a cob.]

You d-don't know how deep this shit goes you stupid motherfucker! Everything is on a cob, and are you blind or do you n-n-not see the fucking ripple in goddamn space right over there?

[He points directly at the semi-visible tear.]

We need to leave, now!

[HE DOESN'T NEED TO EXPLAIN IT EVERYTHING'S ON A COB.]