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

[vitaelamorte]

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.

Comments

[mettatonvevo]

[She makes the run for it and Mettaton continues to run to her as well, holding out a hand to grab her once she is close.]

Yes, it's back in the throne room, come quickly!

[The king roars in anger, letting out a slew of bullets; he is not being smart about his aim and these bullets could easily hit both Alphys and his evil (???) twin.]

You are the same one who interfered with my execution, aren't you? Who are you, you devilish shadow of my past?

[The bullets are now lightning and the king begins to give chase. Mettaton reaches her and he pulls her aside just in time to avoid some of the bullets from hitting her square in the back.]

You return again and again and mess in my affairs! And now you attempt to take my things! You utter disgusting stain upon this world! You do not deserve her!

[Mettaton winces at his words but he says nothing, pulling Alphys along.]

I know what is in your heart, shade. You hold nothing but contempt for her and the works she gave you!

[He moves fast. He has nothing of Mettaton's insecurities or sensibilities holding him back. Nor does he harbor sympathy. The LOVE in the air thrums and it occurs to Mettaton and probably Alphys too that this Mettaton is much higher in level than both of them put together.]

I learned through pain and fire what it means to lose someone so integral to your life. And perhaps you should learn it too!

[sciencelizard]

[Alphys reaches for him and the movement is so much more natural between them, like the flow of water as he pulls her out of the way, momentum carried into them running as the false king roars behind them. This isn’t any of the forcible movements he needed to get her down this hall, but synchronized steps as they move almost in reverse back to the throne room.]

I’m sorry, I didn’t-- I didn’t know what was happening, I just needed a moment to get away, and-- d-don’t look back, alright? We’ll make it!

[She’s trying to heed her own advice, not to look back towards him, but she steals a glance and instantly regrets it, looking forward again in a panic. Murderous intent in the eyes of a Mettaton, whether it’s “hers” or not, will never fail to send a shiver down her spine.]

[mettatonvevo]

Don't apologize dear, it's fine. He's incredibly forceful and powerful.

[Me. I'm so forceful and powerful.

Their steps are one, their goal is one, but the king's words make Mettaton stumble for a moment, and that momentary weakness slows them down for just long enough that one of the King's many bullets, now firing with deadly accuracy, to slam mere inches away from one of his heels. Mettaton gasps, pulling Alphys closer and out of the way of any other bullets.]

I think... I think he's trying to kill you too!? That bastard!

[He looks back, ignoring Alphys's advice as well and the look of pure anger and rage in his other self's eyes leaves no room for doubt.

They have to go. Now.]

[sciencelizard]

[She shrieks when she moves and when she hears the bullets hit the ground, flailing her limbs just a bit to try and keep moving but Mettaton's almost got her off the ground at this point, so she just points back towards the throne room like she's mushing a horse.]

W-We don't have time! Just run!

[Alphys clings to him tighter, as if that's going to help anything, refusing to look back again towards the false king.]

[mettatonvevo]

[He clings to her tight, trying to ignore the worried thrums going through his soul at not only his panic but Alphys's as well, and he goes as fast as his gorgeous legs can take him.

You do not deserve her!

It stings, it continues to sting, but they arrive in the throne room as bullets fire in their wake. He knows his kingly counterpart will be coming upon them soon; he's always been as fast as lightning.

The tear stands to the side of the room and he practically throws himself and Alphys through it as more howls of inarticulate rage echo behind them. It's an instant drop in sound; what was loud and ear piercing is but a dull murmur in the Wonderland hallways they find themselves.

For once Mettaton is not graceful in his landing and he hits the ground in a tangle of uncoordinated limbs with Alphys, trying to calm his frightented soul.]

[sciencelizard]

[Alphys isn't honestly sure what's going on at this point, but one moment they're running, the next she's airborne, and finally, there's only quiet save for the sound of her labored breathing.]

Did we... d-did we make it?

[She looks up, just to be sure, and sees they're back, beginning to crawl towards Mettaton nearby on the ground.]

Are you okay??

[mettatonvevo]

[He takes a moment. His systems feel jumbled and his soul is still fluttering madly. He doesn't respond but the silence helps slot his mind back into place and when the moment is up he looks to Alphys.]

Yes, I'm fine. Are you?

[sciencelizard]

[She makes it over to him, raising herself onto her knees as she looks him over for any damage.]

Yeah. I... I'm o-okay.

[She has no idea how to say the next part. Thanks for saving me from yourself? Thanks for rescuing me from your... lips????]

Thank you. F-for, uhm. Finding me.

[That works.]

[mettatonvevo]

[She looks him over so tenderly, examining every scratch and potential dent and he smiles.]

You're welcome, Alphys. I've been keeping an eye on that tear ever since Sans was almost murdered by my kingly self earlier today.

[He had a suspicion that others might fall in.]

[sciencelizard]

H-Haha, oh gosh. Maybe we should, uhm. Just put a bunch of wood up, or just. Make a b-box or something.

[Just. Put a lil sign on that. Not that one!!!]

Still, uh. I'm glad you're safe.

[mettatonvevo]

[That gets a good hearty chuckle out of him.]

You know, after the both of you almost being murdered, I am seriously considering it.

[He wraps his arms around her in a warm hug.]

I'm glad you're safe too.

[sciencelizard]

[She snuggles into his grip, glad to have the real thing here and showing it heartily.]

I can, uh, g-go get some paper or something. Or some rope, or, duct tape, I d-don't know, anything really.

[mettatonvevo]

[He laughs, shaking his head.]

For now, let's just get away from here. We can figure out how to label this tear later.

[sciencelizard]

Okay.

[She struggles her way onto her feet, still holding onto him as they head away.]

So, uh... g-gold statue, huh?

[mettatonvevo]

[He laughs, nodding.]

Absolutely. You know I don't do anything by halves.

[You deserve it and more.]

[sciencelizard]

[She giggles as they depart, still reaching for his hand.]

W-Whatever you say.