Liv Moore (
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arrival
Who: Liv Moore and you!
Where: Just inside the mansion
When: July 10th
Rating: G-PG?
Summary: Your typical dead girl arrival in Wonderland.
The Story:
[ Being a tabloid cover girl in the most unflattering photo ever isn't fair. It's like when someone judges Britney Spears by her 2008 hair shaving incident even today when she's mostly just judging singing competition shows. One moment of being pissed off in a zombie rage doesn't define Liv or the entire zombie population. But try telling anyone that and you'll probably get a gun waved in your face.
Still, it's a crappy picture and she has to worry about someone recognizing her because of it. Wearing a bathrobe, she leans over in her bedroom to wrap her freshly dyed (a more natural blonde) hair in a towel, only to stand up straight again and come face to face with...
...not her bedroom wall, that's for sure. It's a door, an outside door, because she's standing on the porch of a giant mansion where her apartment building used to be. ]
Uh...
[ She's naked. Well, practically naked, outside, and steps inside quickly, closing the door behind her. Did she fall? Hit her head? Is this some kind of weird, new and enhanced memory that she actually becomes a part of once she eats brains? ]
...Hello?
[ Is she like Scrooge in that one Christmas story where no one else can see or hear her because she's dead? ]
Can anyone hear me? Or see me? Preferably both?
[ There's a brochure, so she picks it up. Wonderland. Wonderland? She has to just. ]
Wonderland???
Where: Just inside the mansion
When: July 10th
Rating: G-PG?
Summary: Your typical dead girl arrival in Wonderland.
The Story:
[ Being a tabloid cover girl in the most unflattering photo ever isn't fair. It's like when someone judges Britney Spears by her 2008 hair shaving incident even today when she's mostly just judging singing competition shows. One moment of being pissed off in a zombie rage doesn't define Liv or the entire zombie population. But try telling anyone that and you'll probably get a gun waved in your face.
Still, it's a crappy picture and she has to worry about someone recognizing her because of it. Wearing a bathrobe, she leans over in her bedroom to wrap her freshly dyed (a more natural blonde) hair in a towel, only to stand up straight again and come face to face with...
...not her bedroom wall, that's for sure. It's a door, an outside door, because she's standing on the porch of a giant mansion where her apartment building used to be. ]
Uh...
[ She's naked. Well, practically naked, outside, and steps inside quickly, closing the door behind her. Did she fall? Hit her head? Is this some kind of weird, new and enhanced memory that she actually becomes a part of once she eats brains? ]
...Hello?
[ Is she like Scrooge in that one Christmas story where no one else can see or hear her because she's dead? ]
Can anyone hear me? Or see me? Preferably both?
[ There's a brochure, so she picks it up. Wonderland. Wonderland? She has to just. ]
Wonderland???
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[She suddenly bows very deeply.]
W-welcome to Wonderland! My name is Mikan Tsumiki! F-From the bottom of my heart... I sincerely hope we can get along!
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I'm Olivia. Most people just call me Liv. And if we're neighbors now then...yeah. I hope that, too. Even if I still don't fully understand why exactly we're here.
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This place takes people from all different worlds and timelines, and just... leaves them here, until it sends us back at any random time. There's not a lot of logic in Wonderland.
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[ And she means that sincerely. This place sounds slightly insane. ]
So, anyone could show up at any time, and leave the exact same way? You never know when you'll leave?
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Some people stay days, or months, or years... I've been here over a year. I think.
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[ Cue internal panic. ]
I can't disappear from my life for that long. What are people going to think? How...how does this even work?
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[ That's a relief, for sure, even if her mind is breaking and she doesn't understand how it works. At all. ]
What's the downside to being here? Because I'm guessing we weren't brought here for no reason.
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[Ashamed at her lack of knowledge, she hangs her head, eyes on the floor.]
And there are events...
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[ That's why Liv assumes she's now hanging her head; because bad news is better given without eye contact. ]
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[ It's the only magic school she can think of, and okay, that doesn't sound so bad. ]
So, just like anywhere else, sometimes bad things happen, but good things happen, too.
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Yeah! And, um, then there's the death rule.
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[ She can't help that question and it's out before she means for it to be. ]
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[Yeah. wait. what???]
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I mean...I was in an accident before I came here. I'm pretty sure I died. So if you're already dead, can a person die here again?
[ All of that is....technically true? Okay so she died a while ago, and she knows she's dead, but. How can something die again that barely has a pulse? ]
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[ It's the only real solution, right? ]
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[ She doesn't know where she would find that out, but guesses Mikan will know. ]
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