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[mrsarcastic003]

Who: Tim Drake and YOU
Where: All around the Kindergarten
When: Throughout the event
Rating: PG-PG-13. There might be strong language
Summary: Tim is a huge Warlocks and Warriors fan, and this would be a lot more fun if he were not 3 feet tall.
The Story:

With a few events under his belt, it's no longer a huge surprise when the Mansion suddenly disappears, they're suddenly someplace new, and suddenly wearing different clothes. It's amazing how quickly something like that can become... maybe not commonplace, but also not exactly shocking either. The part that is shocking is the way things have changed. The setting isn't familiar to him--par for the course for Wonderland, really--but he certainly is familiar with the changes he seems to have undergone.

He looks down at his hands, then his feet, and takes note of how much closer to the ground he is than usual. Well, that's... cute. Okay, fine. So he's a halfling. And a... vigilante? Well, at least that makes sense, even if nothing else does.

He starts looking for familiar faces, and hopes that Kon is something ridiculous, too, or he's never going to hear the end of this.

[Tim will be looking for friends and helping people who need it, because... Of course he will. He is firmly in the Batman "We Don't Kill" school of vigilantism, so he will be avoiding doing any permanent damage to the gems he comes across.

Short jokes welcome, though not by him.]

Comments

[mrsarcastic003]

[Tim turns to the sound of the voice, a little surprised not to have heard the approach (perception 15). It takes him a moment to recognize Blake (wisdom 11(+1)=12), but eventually he does, and his obvious confusion fades to a smile.]

Welcome to Wonderland, right?

[oversight]

[ He snorts, something undignified, and when he shrugs he finds he's got a surprising range of motion for such study leather armor. It's certainly more comfortable than a bulletproof vest.

Seeing no reason to stand on ceremony, he drops his hood back and reveals the snow white hair and the white eyes that match, stark against his now dark skin. ]

This is probably what counts for this place's sense of humor, I suppose. How long's it usually last? A couple of days?

[mrsarcastic003]

[He nods his agreement.]

Give or take. I think occasionally it's lasted as long as a week or so, but that's not typical. [He gives him a sidelong look.] Ever play Warlocks and Warriors before?

[oversight]

[ It's not what it's called where he's come from, but it's easy enough to translate. He shakes his head and leans against one of the rock outcroppings. ]

Not really, no. A few schoolmates that played, but nothing I could ever get into.

[ He frowns and looks to the ground. ]

Is there an objective? Something we should be accomplishing?

[mrsarcastic003]

I hate to be the one to break this to you, but I am a giant geek. [Tim you are no kind of giant right now.] I used to run games back home.

[He glances around them.]

I'm not really sure yet. Probably. It would be a pretty badly run game if there wasn't an objective of some sort. [Pause.] Not that this is really a game? Probably? I hope?

[Because there are usually monsters involved.]

[oversight]

[ John's got no problem with giant geeks. It takes all kinds, right? And besides, their common thread, Bruce Wayne, is probably one of the biggest geeks around. He just somehow always makes it look extremely cool...

Fiddling with the pommel of his short sword where it's sheathed at his belt, Blake purses his lips and scrunches his face like he's smelling rotten eggs. ]

It would sure be nice if they would have given us the guide book if they're making us play. Isn't the whole point of this kind of thing, that there's a rule for everything? But I guess you're right, they're expecting we're not going treat it like a game, so maybe that's why.

[ Blake has yet to realize there's no rhyme or reason to anything Wonderland does. ]

Because you know someone would find a loophole.

[ He's not naming any names, but he is looking at you, Tim. A bit pointedly, at that. ]

[mrsarcastic003]

[Tim gives him a look that manages to be both innocent and really not.]

Someone find a way around the rules? Wouldn't that be cheating? How scandalous.

[He doesn't sound scandalized, and actually he's smirking a little.]

I feel like it would be easier if I could see my own character sheet, which is kind of... a bizarre thing to want, but this is kind of a bizarre situation.

[oversight]

[ Tim knows just as well as John that there's a difference between a loophole and cheating. Really, would they be who they were if they didn't? ]

Wouldn't it make more sense to see the other guy's sheet? I feel like you've got a pretty decent handle on what you can do. And by this logic, there should be someone out there that's looking at all of our sheets, right?

You think it's one of us? Or some Wonderland creature?

[mrsarcastic003]

[Tim makes a face at that idea. The idea of someone--anyone, really, aside from maybe Bruce or Dick (and even that is a little iffy)--being aware of everything he's capable of gives him the skincrawls. He likes his privacy.]

I'm not sure which idea is less appealing to me, actually.

[oversight]

[ Wonderland, by all accounts, isn't a place for a person that values their privacy. Too bad they don't have much control over that. ]

Don't worry, I'm not going to make you choose. Pretty sure they can be equally unappealing and I won't complain.

[ John sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. ]

So, now what? We go fight something?

[mrsarcastic003]

Do you want to? We can.

[A welcome change of subject from contemplating Wonderland's routine invasions of privacy.]

Or we can explore--see if we can find a map to some ancient mystery or something, though... looking around, that seems extremely unlikely, despite the whole fantasy theme we're running with here. [He gestures to the two of them.]

[oversight]

Well, let's say we fight if we gotta? [ ( diplomacy: 17 + 4 = 21 )

Because John feels a little strange about starting any fights on his own. Does his alignment even allow for that? ]

And in the meantime, we'll look for some other kind of objective.

[mrsarcastic003]

Works for me.

[He's a little uncomfortable picking fights unless they're necessary himself--both by his own constitution, and by the influences of the character he seems to be playing.]

My personal vote is for investigating the area to see if anything interesting is going on that doesn't involve hitting things with sticks and swords.

[oversight]

[ John lifts his hood, covering over that light hair and all those features he's certain he'd find unsettling if he could see himself. It's probably the weirdest thing he's ever experience, and he's already heard this hardly rates on Wonderland's general radar of awfulness.

Moving along the Kindergarten, he finds himself too curious to keep himself quiet. ]

Someone said these events are being caused by the people living here. Is it usually obvious who's bringing this stuff down on us?

[mrsarcastic003]

[He shrugs a little.]

I think it depends on what it is? A lot of times, people will recognize a part of what's going on and announce that it's theirs--like in this case, though if Dipper hadn't said something I might have assumed the roleplay-ey stuff came from Warlocks and Warriors, because the game mechanics are so similar. And them sometimes we wind up someplace that's kind of obviously from someone's world. For example, if we woke up in Gotham, I think someone would be looking pretty hard at you and me.

[oversight]

[ John looks a bit disturbed by that, not that it'd be easy to tell under that hood. ]

So, I'm takin' that to mean it hasn't happened to you yet?

[mrsarcastic003]

Hopefully not ever, though that's probably too much to ask. [Again, the distaste for anyone or thing crawling around in his brain.] But no, not yet.

[oversight]

[ John could imagine what it might be like, but he decides not to. It's only going to make him that much more paranoid that he might one day turn around and come face-to-face with the darker parts of Gotham twisted by this storybook setting, out to hurt these people who aren't asking for it. Nothing new there, nothing new in the potential guilt he'd feel over it, either, but Blake just doesn't want to think he could wish something like that into existence. ]

It's weird no one seems to know why these things are happening. I thought maybe it'd be some kind of test for the people living here, but I haven't found many people interested in agreeing with me. No one wants to be a lab rat, I guess.

[mrsarcastic003]

[He grimaces slightly.]

No, I guess that's not a pleasant thought for anyone, but what do you think they could be testing us for? Resilience to bizarre circumstances? Adaptability to the weird?

[oversight]

Why not? As near as I can figure, it's all gotta be done for some reason. But maybe I'm reaching. If Alice's adventures in Wonderland were truly as random as they were made out to be, there's a chance this is all random, too.

But it sure seems like everyone I meet's pretty exceptional. That doesn't feel like a coincidence.

[mrsarcastic003]

No, it doesn't. Which makes this place even creepier, if we're all being gathered for some unknown purpose.

[Which is sort of... cheering in its way. Sinister plots and dark plans are things he has some experience with.]