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entrancelogs2017-05-16 10:26 pm
mettatonvevo) wrote in entrancelogs2017-05-16 10:26 pm
[OPEN] Now we can't tell them apart
Who: Mettaton, his mirror, and YOU!
Where: All around the mansion, and on various Real and Mirror sides
When: May 13th – 20th; a catchall for the event!
Rating: PG-13 to be safe though I will adjust accordingly
Summary: The mirrors have been given permission to cross and both Mettatons know what that means; it’s time to take advantage of the situation. Some responses to prompts on this log will be coming from Mettaton's mirror accountpoetsdaffodil
The Story:
[Almost immediately upon hearing the Queen of Heart’s commands, Mettaton’s mirror goes to his real, writing urgently on the glass.]
Darling, get over here. I need to tell you something.
[It’s just as rapid of a response with Mettaton rising from where he was seated at his desk and rushing over. He stands at attention in front of the mirror.]
What is it? What’s happening?
[Mirrorton’s writing is hasty and a bit sloppy as he tries to get as much information out as possible. He knows his fellow mirrors can be very, very deadly to any Reals they come across, so this warning must be prompt lest something terrible happen.]
The Queen of Hearts has given all of us Mirrors permission to cross over to your side. Due to a recent incident with an experiment some of your scientists did, it allowed an opening for some rogue mirrors to cross illegally and cause some mayhem. The Queen is furious, unsurprisingly, and has tasked us all with apprehending the traitors. I will need to go over there to do her bidding or risk being unmade.
[Mettaton blinks as he reads everything in front of him and then nods slowly.]
All right. So we’re going to switch then?
Yes. And you will be trapped over here until I switch over again.
[The idea of being trapped on the mirrorside is an uncomfortable one at best, but… if it means his mirror self stays safe, then it’s the least he can do.]
It won’t be safe for either of us to be on one side for too long. You and I will need to switch throughout the time it takes to find those traitors. Also, it is for the best for you to pretend to be me while you’re here; that way less people try and accost you.
[With how suspicious everyone has been lately towards Mettaton’s relationship with his mirror, it’s an understandable precaution to take. His mirror writes back an affirmation and Mettaton turns to Mini, who had been quietly watching their father talk to the mirror.]
Mini, sweetling, you’re going to need to hide for the next few days. Don’t leave this room and don’t talk to anyone that isn’t me or your other father. Even if it’s Alphys. You’ll have no idea if it is really her or her double. Do you understand?
[The tiny bot beeps quietly. There is no protest from them as they wheel themselves off to where their pet bunny is. They can tell from the tone of Mettaton’s voice that this is not something to question.
Mettaton looks back to the mirror and nods. He steps forward, putting a hand on the mirror and waits. It occurs to him as he does that this moment will be the closest they will have been since September and Mettaton feels a small ache in his soul. They can’t touch. Not really. But maybe, for a moment, they can pretend.
Mirrorton, for his part, squares up to the mirror in tandem with his real, smiling as he sees him put his hand up. He raises his hand as well, allowing his fingers to push through first and interlace with Mettaton’s. It’s the smallest incident of contact, and it can’t last, but Mettaton’s grateful smile is worth seeing. Perhaps, for a second, he’ll be able to feel him like he did all those months ago.
The mirror steps through, limbs and head magically passing through the glass and if they both believe it, for the briefest of seconds, they both existed on the same side, able to feel each other in their entirety. Whether this truly happened or was a product of their hopes is irrelevant. Soon Mettaton blinks to a mirrored dull reality and Mirrorton finds himself standing on the other side, unable to see his real. Their hands, interestingly enough, still touch, though it is only Mirrorton’s fingers that cross through.
Mirrorton immediately looks away from the mirror and raises his other hand, searching for the dry erase marker he uses when he realizes… he doesn’t have to write now, does he? He grins for a moment and then speaks.]
I’ll let you know when I intend to cross back again. Now, my dear Mettaton, please remember: my fellow mirrors can be very, very dangerous. Do not leave my room under any circumstances. It’s not safe out there. I’ll be back as soon as I can.
[He doesn’t see his real’s response. He doesn’t hear his voice and it pains him; but if he could read the words sprawled across the glass, they would be a solace.]
Of course, darling. Stay safe yourself, all right?
[The mirror lingers for a moment longer, fighting down the urge to look back to his precious Mettaton. Then he pulls himself away and strides out the door.]
Mettaton – (throughout the week)
Mirrorside: [He’s been left to his own devices and he trusts his mirror to get his business done as fast as he can. So he waits in his room like a good, dutiful robot-
Oh who are we kidding? This boy lasts maybe an hour before he leaves his Mirror’s room. He’s intent on exploring and gathering information, for both his and his mirror’s sake, and he knows it is dangerous but this is for both of them. …And, perhaps, he’s a bit worried about other Reals stuck on this side with him.
Mettaton can be found throughout the mirrorside, though notably he will be hanging in the Library trying to read anything new that is on this side, lingering near a certain Tea Room even though he knows the Queen’s bedroom won’t be found there, shadowing the outer edges of the Fifth Floor and exploring the Mirrorside Gardens and being baffled by how the world doesn’t extend farther than that.
Feel free to stop him in hallways as he walks around or any of the places mentioned! He’ll certainly be curious about who is Real and who isn’t…]
Real side: [As for the times he is on the Real side, he can be found throughout the mansion, most notably near as many mirrors as possible. You might see him pacing up and down the 2nd Floor Hallway or in the Entrance Hall as he tries to not get caught up in all of the Real and Mirror shenanigans. You might also catch him in the Music Room as he tries to calm his nerves by playing some instruments.]
Mirrorton – (Throughout the week)
Real side: [This mirror is on a mission, and that mission is to try and find those traitors for the Queen. Who knows if he will succeed, but you can find him practically anywhere. If you are close CR with his real, however, there is a very, very good chance that he will approach you directly. Just to talk, of course! Nothing more than that!No death threats here, no siree!
Outside of that, he can be found throughout many hallways on many floors as he investigates. He can also be found in the Performing Arts Theater as well as the Attic and the Basement, oddly enough. What is he doing there? Who can say!]
Mirror side: [It’s home sweet home for our robotic mirror and while he’s not the happiest he could be, it is at least familiar to be back here. While he’s here, he might as well try and corral any stray Reals on this side, so he can be found in the Entrance hall, the Dining room and various other locations where people who don’t have a place to go can end up.
And if he’s mistaken for his Real while here, all the better, isn’t it?]
Where: All around the mansion, and on various Real and Mirror sides
When: May 13th – 20th; a catchall for the event!
Rating: PG-13 to be safe though I will adjust accordingly
Summary: The mirrors have been given permission to cross and both Mettatons know what that means; it’s time to take advantage of the situation. Some responses to prompts on this log will be coming from Mettaton's mirror account
poetsdaffodilThe Story:
[Almost immediately upon hearing the Queen of Heart’s commands, Mettaton’s mirror goes to his real, writing urgently on the glass.]
Darling, get over here. I need to tell you something.
[It’s just as rapid of a response with Mettaton rising from where he was seated at his desk and rushing over. He stands at attention in front of the mirror.]
What is it? What’s happening?
[Mirrorton’s writing is hasty and a bit sloppy as he tries to get as much information out as possible. He knows his fellow mirrors can be very, very deadly to any Reals they come across, so this warning must be prompt lest something terrible happen.]
The Queen of Hearts has given all of us Mirrors permission to cross over to your side. Due to a recent incident with an experiment some of your scientists did, it allowed an opening for some rogue mirrors to cross illegally and cause some mayhem. The Queen is furious, unsurprisingly, and has tasked us all with apprehending the traitors. I will need to go over there to do her bidding or risk being unmade.
[Mettaton blinks as he reads everything in front of him and then nods slowly.]
All right. So we’re going to switch then?
Yes. And you will be trapped over here until I switch over again.
[The idea of being trapped on the mirrorside is an uncomfortable one at best, but… if it means his mirror self stays safe, then it’s the least he can do.]
It won’t be safe for either of us to be on one side for too long. You and I will need to switch throughout the time it takes to find those traitors. Also, it is for the best for you to pretend to be me while you’re here; that way less people try and accost you.
[With how suspicious everyone has been lately towards Mettaton’s relationship with his mirror, it’s an understandable precaution to take. His mirror writes back an affirmation and Mettaton turns to Mini, who had been quietly watching their father talk to the mirror.]
Mini, sweetling, you’re going to need to hide for the next few days. Don’t leave this room and don’t talk to anyone that isn’t me or your other father. Even if it’s Alphys. You’ll have no idea if it is really her or her double. Do you understand?
[The tiny bot beeps quietly. There is no protest from them as they wheel themselves off to where their pet bunny is. They can tell from the tone of Mettaton’s voice that this is not something to question.
Mettaton looks back to the mirror and nods. He steps forward, putting a hand on the mirror and waits. It occurs to him as he does that this moment will be the closest they will have been since September and Mettaton feels a small ache in his soul. They can’t touch. Not really. But maybe, for a moment, they can pretend.
Mirrorton, for his part, squares up to the mirror in tandem with his real, smiling as he sees him put his hand up. He raises his hand as well, allowing his fingers to push through first and interlace with Mettaton’s. It’s the smallest incident of contact, and it can’t last, but Mettaton’s grateful smile is worth seeing. Perhaps, for a second, he’ll be able to feel him like he did all those months ago.
The mirror steps through, limbs and head magically passing through the glass and if they both believe it, for the briefest of seconds, they both existed on the same side, able to feel each other in their entirety. Whether this truly happened or was a product of their hopes is irrelevant. Soon Mettaton blinks to a mirrored dull reality and Mirrorton finds himself standing on the other side, unable to see his real. Their hands, interestingly enough, still touch, though it is only Mirrorton’s fingers that cross through.
Mirrorton immediately looks away from the mirror and raises his other hand, searching for the dry erase marker he uses when he realizes… he doesn’t have to write now, does he? He grins for a moment and then speaks.]
I’ll let you know when I intend to cross back again. Now, my dear Mettaton, please remember: my fellow mirrors can be very, very dangerous. Do not leave my room under any circumstances. It’s not safe out there. I’ll be back as soon as I can.
[He doesn’t see his real’s response. He doesn’t hear his voice and it pains him; but if he could read the words sprawled across the glass, they would be a solace.]
Of course, darling. Stay safe yourself, all right?
[The mirror lingers for a moment longer, fighting down the urge to look back to his precious Mettaton. Then he pulls himself away and strides out the door.]
Mettaton – (throughout the week)
Mirrorside: [He’s been left to his own devices and he trusts his mirror to get his business done as fast as he can. So he waits in his room like a good, dutiful robot-
Oh who are we kidding? This boy lasts maybe an hour before he leaves his Mirror’s room. He’s intent on exploring and gathering information, for both his and his mirror’s sake, and he knows it is dangerous but this is for both of them. …And, perhaps, he’s a bit worried about other Reals stuck on this side with him.
Mettaton can be found throughout the mirrorside, though notably he will be hanging in the Library trying to read anything new that is on this side, lingering near a certain Tea Room even though he knows the Queen’s bedroom won’t be found there, shadowing the outer edges of the Fifth Floor and exploring the Mirrorside Gardens and being baffled by how the world doesn’t extend farther than that.
Feel free to stop him in hallways as he walks around or any of the places mentioned! He’ll certainly be curious about who is Real and who isn’t…]
Real side: [As for the times he is on the Real side, he can be found throughout the mansion, most notably near as many mirrors as possible. You might see him pacing up and down the 2nd Floor Hallway or in the Entrance Hall as he tries to not get caught up in all of the Real and Mirror shenanigans. You might also catch him in the Music Room as he tries to calm his nerves by playing some instruments.]
Mirrorton – (Throughout the week)
Real side: [This mirror is on a mission, and that mission is to try and find those traitors for the Queen. Who knows if he will succeed, but you can find him practically anywhere. If you are close CR with his real, however, there is a very, very good chance that he will approach you directly. Just to talk, of course! Nothing more than that!
Outside of that, he can be found throughout many hallways on many floors as he investigates. He can also be found in the Performing Arts Theater as well as the Attic and the Basement, oddly enough. What is he doing there? Who can say!]
Mirror side: [It’s home sweet home for our robotic mirror and while he’s not the happiest he could be, it is at least familiar to be back here. While he’s here, he might as well try and corral any stray Reals on this side, so he can be found in the Entrance hall, the Dining room and various other locations where people who don’t have a place to go can end up.
And if he’s mistaken for his Real while here, all the better, isn’t it?]
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[Something that he would relate quite deeply to if he actually gave it some thought.
He gives her a searching look.]
I wonder what about you is different? Other than the obvious, of course. Is your journalistic integrity less than hers? Are you someone's loyal lapdog? Are you not a journalist at all? Hmm.
[The bits and pieces of the Real Georgia Mason he knows could all be twisted into something dastardly. Someone with such a single-minded drive for the truth can be warped easily into a villain. The truth is not kind and those who pursue it cannot be as well.]
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I'm more honest.