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[ en ] tranceway . m . o . d . s. ([personal profile] vitaelamorte) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2017-12-20 07:16 pm

Winter Wednesday Wonderball

Who: E V E R Y O N E
Where: The Ballroom, Real Side
When: December 20th
Rating: PG
Summary: The invitation sent for you. Now the festivities begin! Come and join, Mirrors and Reals, and have a wonderful winter time!
The Story:


At last the invitations spell TODAY, and come 7 o'clock sharp the ballroom doors open to a beautiful winter landscape in icy blues and whites. Snow and ice of both the artificial and real variety decorate the ballroom, and white fog floods the dancefloor like an icy winter mist, making the atmosphere complete. Nevertheless the temperature is still pleasantly cool, allowing all to enjoy themselves without hiding their gowns under thick cloaks.

Decorations both standing and hanging are cool, elegant and... made with heart, though various symbols of the cool season, such as snowflakes and luscious winter conifers, have their place in the mix just the same. Chairs and tables of ice line the ballroom for anyone who wishes to rest their tired feet or enjoy the rich buffet of food and drink. It goes without saying that everyone's favourite cookies are still available, looking as delicious as ever. Still, there are alternatives, should anyone prefer to abstain for some odd reason.

For your entertainment piano music of various kinds fills the room at all times. The ball will continue well into the night, with food and drink replenishing as needed, and music playing as long as people will dance to it. Come dawn of the next day the ballroom will go quiet, all delicious goods will disappear, and furniture and decorations both will begin to melt, signalling even the most dedicated party guests that it's time to leave.

So go forth, dance, eat and drink, and be merry, and... perhaps spare just one moment to think of the ones less fortunate than yourself.
burntvideocassette: (camera in mirror)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-09 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
[It's supposed to protect him.]

[That wouldn't be protecting him.]

[Or would it?]

[No no no no no he's not thinking about that. He's not. The Mirror's just messing with him.]


I've got the tapes.

[Not if it takes the oldest memories first.]
pseudological: (you wanna do it instead)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-09 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, 'cause that always works out for Jay Merrick. Just stick to the tapes. You'll be fine. That won't end badly for anybody, huh?

[He sounds a little too, uh...giddy to be sincere here.]

Face it, sport. This is just how it is. Stuff like this, it's written into us. Into our atoms. Into our blood. Into everything we are. We were made to be this, Merrick. [He jabs two fingers at the center of his chest.] He is a liar.

And you?



You are a failure.
burntvideocassette: (distorted)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-09 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Face it, sport. This is just how it is. Stuff like this, it's written into us. Into our atoms. Into our blood. Into everything we are. We were made to be this, Merrick. He is a liar.

[And you?]

[You are a failure.]


[What the actual fuck.]

[There was just...it was just white noise. It was nothing. Jay knows, he knows the Mirror was talking, but whatever he said was just gone. It didn't register. It was like Jay's whole ability to comprehend language was jammed for a second.]

[(Or that the words were erased from his memory the moment he heard them.)]


Hey, could you...repeat that?

[It's almost funny, talking to Tim's Mirror like he just spaced out for a second, and not like something deeply fucked just happened.]
pseudological: (its a fucking rock)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-09 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
[...weird. Okay. Usually he gets more of a reaction than that. The Mirror folds his arms, and for the first time, his cocksure persona achieves a few chinks.]

What? A little louder for the camera? [Why else would he ask him to repeat that?]
burntvideocassette: (suspicious)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-09 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Now, that's something. He actually looks confused. He actually looks like whatever just happened wasn't on purpose.]

[Maybe Jay's just having a stroke.]


No, I just... [He gestures at his own ear.] ...missed what you said.
pseudological: (nobody gives a fuck about pluto)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-09 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
Spacing out on me, Jay? That's new. I mean, not for you, but you generally have a lot of interest in everything I have to say. I'm a very interesting person, you know.

[He pauses, uncertain as to how best to execute this. Jay just spoiled his pacing. He had this excellent monologue and everything, and to have to repeat the punchline robs of it of its signature punch.]

[No fun. No fun at all.]


Didn't miss much. Just a whole bit about you being a failure, which I'm pretty sure you already knew.
burntvideocassette: (suspicious)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-09 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
["You generally have a lot of interest in everything I have to say." God, he's cocky. He's not exactly lying in this case, but still. Small mercy that the Real Tim doesn't have that kind of ego.]

[Even if he did have the guts to insult Alex's directing skills to his face.]


Yeah, that's not exactly news.

[It's easier to just go for the self-deprecation in this case, when the Mirror's words don't carry any real vitriol. Jay can almost pretend they're both joking.]
pseudological: (you know its got a smaller surface area)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-09 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
So why're you so fussed about missing it, champ?

[That's suspicious. This is suspicious. Some kind of subtle shift happened here with that last blip in the conversation, and he doesn't like it. Generally, he's confident with subtle shifts happening in the background - but only when he knows what's machinating them.]

[In this case, he can't be certain that it's his dark god, that did the machinating here.]
burntvideocassette: (sitting down in woods)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-09 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not fussed, it's just--

[Whatever happened, it really doesn't seem to have come from Mirror Tim. Either that, or he's a great actor, but this doesn't seem to be his style.]

[Something happened. Something definitely happened.]

[Now whether the glitch was external or internal? That he still has to figure out. Even though he doesn't want to. He really doesn't want to consider the possibility that this was all in his head, even though he knows it might be possible, because all the other shit he didn't think could happen to him also happened, so.]

[He's fine.]


I missed what you said, that's all.
pseudological: (you think youre ready for that)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-09 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Fine. I said you're a big failure.

[Great. Now he's annoyed. This conversation has officially taken an unprecedented downward turn from the "fun" to the decidedly "not fun, not fun at all". Great. Good. This was supposed to be a nice holiday vacation, and instead, this.]

Happy?
burntvideocassette: (suspicious)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-10 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
[[OOC: Alright, I'm already being inconsistent as hell with the rules here, but I couldn't help but take this opportunity.]]

[I said you're a big failure.]

[Jay just stares for a moment. Finally, he manages:]

Not...sure.
Edited 2018-01-10 09:11 (UTC)
pseudological: (its a fucking rock)

cw: ableism

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-10 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[This has reached the point where it is no longer fun.]

[He's not about wasting his time. If it's worthwhile, or if it gets something useful done, then fine - then he has that excuse going for him. But this?]

[He's getting non-answers here, and whatever shift just occurred in conversation isn't helpful to him anymore.]


You been drinking, Jay? Is that what this is? I wouldn't; crazies shouldn't add to the crazy. [he says, drinking his fucking alcohol.]
burntvideocassette: (sarcastic)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-10 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sees that, you hypocrite.]

[It almost makes him want to snag a drink off the nearest tray and down it, just to spite him.]

[Almost.]


Haven't had anything.

[And he can add to the crazy however he wants, asshole. Next you'll be telling him he shouldn't carry the camera.]

You're just...missing words.

[Wait.]
pseudological: (they didnt fucking blow it up)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-10 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
No, [says the Mirror slowly, drawing the word out as though correcting a particularly glaring error.] That’s you guys when an event from home comes calling. I thought even you would be making an effort to understand the rules of this place, buddy.
burntvideocassette: (camera in mirror)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-10 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[That nickname stings more than the rest, and Jay doesn't want to look too deeply into why.]

That's not what--subdermatoglyphic. There. I didn't touch the box. And I'm pretty sure I'd notice if we had an event from home.

It's like you're being--

[Oh.]

[Oh.]

[Tim said that information was dangerous, didn't he?]

[The Queen said the bracelet would protect him, didn't she?]

[Well, then.]


Say something. No, I mean--something like the stuff you...you wrote on the mirror.

[Say something scary, Tim Wrong.]
pseudological: (its a rock in space)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-10 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
No. Why? No.

[Uh, no???????? This isn’t okay. Whatever this is, it isn’t okay. Jay isn’t supposed to be immune to the Mirror’s bullshit. Where’s the fun in that?]

The Real me might be way too willing to jump through whatever hoops he think will save your skinny ass, but I’m not nearly as whipped, buddy chum. get used to it.
burntvideocassette: (sitting down in woods)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-11 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Tim? Whipped?]

[If he were whipped, he'd have told Jay more than just, "It's bad. Can't tell you. Sucks to be you." And Jay probably would've gotten one less shiner.]

[Jay has to admit, though, that seeing Mirror Tim thrown off like this? Deeply satisfying.]


This isn't saving anything. Just trying to figure it out.

[This is probably a terrible idea.]

What? Is it bothering you or something?
pseudological: (its smaller than russia)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-11 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't deign to answer that question, thank you. Instead, he sets his glass down with a quiet tone of two surfaces aligning, contemplating the table with a neutral cast to his expression.]

Did you know that there used to be a market for little boys who could kill birds? They called them "wringers." Their job was simple, really.

They found the birds that hunters shot, who hadn't died of their wounds, and they learned how best to snap their necks.

[He smiles, and, in one split second - makes a very compulsive snap decision. This is what happens when you let his irritation simmer away beneath the surface and refuse to give anything up.]

[He lunges forward and snaps both hands around Jay's scrawny little neck.]
burntvideocassette: (suspicious)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-11 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Nonon--

[Jay only has a fraction of a second before the sound dies, smothered as Tim--not Tim not Tim--crushes his windpipe. Jay can feel it crumple like cardboard, and he reaches up and digs his nails in and claws at the hands wrapped around his throat, and he can't breathe he can't breathe he can't breathe]

[He can't breathe.]

[But he doesn't feel anything else.]

[Nothing hurts. This is supposed to hurt. He's not breathing, and all he feels is a mild, throbbing discomfort, like an old bruise. He's not blacking out. His lungs aren't screaming at him.]

[But he still can't breathe.]

[Is this still the bracelet? Is he--what, is he some kind of zombie now?]

[He doesn't quite stop pushing back against the Mirror's hands, but he stops pressing so hard. Instead, Jay meets his eyes briefly, his expression just flat confusion.]
pseudological: (i mean it's still there)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-11 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[It goes by so fast.]

[No one can die during this Christmas, and no one can really be hurt. Not permanently. That takes away the bite of fingers wrapped around his throat, for a moment, but Jay will glimpse the naked chill of utter rage contorting the Mirror's features in those precious seconds. It's not like the Real Tim's messy, desperate fury that wails and howls and claws at the bars of a cage. It's an unveiled moment of thinning control, searing like ice and dripped over with a spectral malice of something without a face.]

[In the same moment, it's over, and he releases Jay with a wry smirk.]


You were saying?
burntvideocassette: (a defeated jay)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-11 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
[It happens in an instant, but in that instant Jay knows.]

[The hands around Jay's throat aren't Tim's. They belong to somet͡hinģ


Ę͜Ĺ̷̡̛S̸̵͘͠E̢]

[And then it's over, and the Mirror loosens his grip. Jay shoves at him as he pulls away. It's redundant, but he just--he wants him to get back.]

[He was saying?]

[No, he tries to say, but the word sticks in his throat. His lungs still won't inflate. There's a knot of swollen tissue at the point where Tim's thumbs sank in, and nothing escapes but a wet, choked sound. There's no air behind it.]

[Jay's done. He takes a step back, further out of range, and lifts one hand. The bracelet still hangs around his wrist.]

[He flips Mirror Tim the bird.]
pseudological: (show goes out to ten thousand homes)

[personal profile] pseudological 2018-01-11 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
[The Mirror barks out a laugh.]

Very nice, Jay! Guess you aren't completely defanged after all!

[As if that recovery will be enough to score away the vital fucking error he made, in letting the little prick get to him. He really does work under your skin, huh? There's no avoiding it. He shouldn't have let his anger get the better of him, but - hell, it was worth it.]

[It was worth it, just for this.]


You have fun with that, now. Maybe you'll learn to be a little more like your Mirror, huh? [Less talkative.]
burntvideocassette: (complaining)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-01-11 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Jay has never, in his life, wanted to punch someone in the face as much as he wants to punch this Mirror.]

[The only thing stopping him is that it would take him back within strangling range.]

[Maybe if he grabs a glass off the--no, moment's gone. It's not worth it.]

[Instead, he just shoots the Mirror the most withering look he can muster and waves, palm facing out and fingers curled. Toodles, asshole.]