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[ en ] tranceway . m . o . d . s. ([personal profile] vitaelamorte) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2018-12-11 09:21 pm

Here we are as in olden days, happy golden days of yore | OPEN

Who: E V E R Y O N E (Including our 4th wall guests!)
Where: Everywhere, one both Mirror and Real Side!
When: December 12th - December 18th (WEEK ONE)
Rating: PG-13, warn if going higher
Summary: This year's Ewaymas celebration rolls out the way it usually does, with intense decorating, a sudden snowfall and...far more arrivals than usual! New faces and old fill the mansion - but why would Wonderland bring so many people at once? And why do some of them remember Wonderland?
The Story:


On the evening before December 12th, the captives of Wonderland might be awoken by a loud commotion. Some of it is typical Ewaymas noise, likely familiar to anyone who has been in Wonderland for more than a year – construction sounds and jingle bells as Wonderland decks its own halls quite literally. Garland and lights race down the walls and down the stairs, and stockings appear on the walls for each and every person in Wonderland, embroidered with their names. There are decorative candles everywhere, and all sorts of decorations for every conceivable winter holiday, even if it does not align perfectly to the dates of Ewaymas. Time isn't real, so there will be menorahs and dreidels and Star of Davids even though Hanukkah ended two days prior. And of course, in the front hall, growing straight out of the floor, is a large decorated tree full of ornaments for everyone. And as always, it will have snowed heavily overnight, bringing all of the snow Wonderland will have between now and spring.

There is a second source of commotion in the night though – the sound of a crowd.

Over the course of the night, dozens of new arrivals will appear in Wonderland. Some for the first time. Some wondering how they managed to return with their memories. Others stumbling in with no recollection of ever having been here. Some might be friends from other timelines, other possibilities, and some might even be doubles of people who are already in Wonderland. It's strange for Wonderland to drag so many people into the mansion at once, but everything seems to indicate that they are supposed to be there. They have their own network devices and even have their own stockings on the wall and their own ornaments on the tree – by all accounts, it seems Wonderland expects that they'll be staying, and is treating them like any other new arrivals. Please, make them feel at home and help them settle in nicely.

The first few days will be for catching up with old friends and enjoying the decorations and settling into Wonderland. However, within a couple of days the decorations will start to glitch, much the way corrupted computer graphics might. Lights might change abruptly from multi-color to blue or white, entire décor styles will abruptly change, candle flames will flicker on and off like broken fluorescent lights, and any singing decorations might loop on a beat or two over and over putting you into an eternal hell. Wonderland doesn't seem to be able to stick to one motif, and it can't stop changing. These glitches are occurring on both the Real Side of Wonderland and the Mirror Side.

By the 15th, these glitches will include entire rooms changing into different holiday scenes. These scenes will all be of characters at various winter holidays in the past, the present (in their world), or a possible future. At this point in the event, characters will still be able to navigate the basic mansion and be able to exit these moments easily. These scenes cannot be interacted with – Wonderland seems to consider them another form of decorating. Unlike previous events of this type, these scenes will not loop at first. They will play once, and then Wonderland will glitch and correct itself to be the room it is supposed to be. The scene might play again, but it will be in a different location if it does.

By this point, Wonderland is having an increasingly difficult time holding itself together in a way that makes geographical sense. You might exit one room, even a room that was not previously playing a scene, and find yourself in the kitchen or on the roof instead of in the hallway. You might open a door that you were sure led to your room only to see a ten foot drop to the grounds outside.

This is the mingle log for WEEK ONE! For more information on this part of the event or any questions, please head over to the plot post, or check out our Fourth Wall Master Post for your other Fourth Wall event needs! Prose or [action brackets] are welcome. Please clearly indicate whether your character is on the Real Side or Mirror Side in your top levels. And of course, have fun! ♥
usskickass: (Daydreaming)

(ahh so about a year before her, ok)

[personal profile] usskickass 2018-12-19 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head, frowning.]

Not that I've seen. You and Santana are the only folks I've recognized so far.

You remember anything new from back home? Or is it just like you sorta...sorta jumped ahead in time here?
persevere: (caroline011)

yes good bc i'm 99% sure i'm bringing her back for good

[personal profile] persevere 2018-12-19 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[It knocks some sense back into the blonde vampire, at least. A full body check will do that to you, no matter how distracted she might have been.]

No, it's okay. Totally my fault.

[She expects the girl to just hurry off, so when she hears her ask a question instead, Caroline stops looking around and finally focuses. After a short hesitation to catch her breath, she finally replies.]

No...I mean, kind of? [Her teeth tug on her bottom lip before she finally admits it.] I've been here before. I don't even...remember leaving but, is it seriously almost Christmas here?
badgirlshenanigans: (Oops?)

[personal profile] badgirlshenanigans 2018-12-19 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
Jemma's been in too many other weird places to have a complete meltdown at yet another one. Besides, all of her stress comes out in babble. "I know everyone from Schrödinger to Greene to Hawking support the theory, but given where I may be now, theory might be too soft of a word. I understand the concept, and have a little practical experience with it. I mean, I've been on both ends of a time loop, so I understand we're more able to travel in the multiverse than people expect, whether through time or space. Take the planet Maveth -- or, you know, not."

She trails off, because she knows she's about to babble about being transported across the universe in seconds, and by essentially, a big rock.

"I'm trying to say I understand it." She looks a little sheepish.

"
oversight: ([±] somethin's not addin' up)

[personal profile] oversight 2018-12-19 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Nothin' new, no. But that's obviously not the same for everyone 'cause Santana's married now.

[ Mind blown. John scrubs a hand down his face and then nods over his shoulder. ]

You wanna get a coffee? I'll buy. We'll catch up. What about you? You live any more... life outta this place?
badgirlshenanigans: (BFF kiss)

[personal profile] badgirlshenanigans 2018-12-19 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Jemma's met a version of her intended already and it's a relief to have a friendlier face. She can only hope one thing. "I hope he hasn't. I don't think he'd be as comfortable here." Seeing the Doctor would only set back the obvious psychological problems everyone else in SHIELD practically ignores.

She worries about Fitz's mental state far more than she lets on.

"Fitz." She says it brightly, like her Fitz is a person worthy to be loved. "Leopold Fitz." She can't handle the idea of him being mistaken for the Doctor. "Not the one you have here."


badgirlshenanigans: (peek)

Re: swings in late with starbucks, sorry!

[personal profile] badgirlshenanigans 2018-12-19 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"You're the third person to say something like that," Jemma doesn't sound frustrated by repeating herself, more tired. "But I've never been here before." Looking down at her dress, "and I have somewhere more important to be, but from what I understand, I'll be missing it."

Unlike the Doctor, this woman seems friendly, more like the redhead she met earlier.
thisismadfreaky: (Default)

[personal profile] thisismadfreaky 2018-12-19 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
He can't stop the laugh that follows her greeting. "Finally!" He puts one hand on his chest, "someone who gets me." And he's known her all of five seconds. And doesn't even know her name. But hey, whatever. Soul siblings are in the making, here!

He drops his hands back down to his sides, eventually finding their way to rest on his hips. "Yeah, me too. Except I've been here before. ...Except I also shouldn't remember that and it's all really weird." Which is, at the very least, in line with everything she just said. So at least they're on the same page.

That's when he realizes he should probably afford her some kind of introduction. "Oh!" he holds a hand out to her. "I'm Cisco, Earth-1, Central City, Missouri." Look, designations need to be that specific when there's a whole multiverse to look at. And not all of them even have Earth as part of their solar systems.
badgirlshenanigans: (lab partners)

[personal profile] badgirlshenanigans 2018-12-19 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Her mind should focus on Daisy, but like Kryptonite, or spinach wearing off, she can only deal with one important fact.

Jemma momentarily becomes a cliche -- eyes wide, mouth open. "Peggy Carter? Margaret Carter? She's here? The Peggy Carter?" It doesn't matter how evil the Doctor is, "Do you know how lucky you are?"

If what he says is true, getting home shouldn't be difficult, but then how is he stuck here? Is it the so-called witch?

Jemma should be ashamed of herself for not making the immediate connection between the Doctor calling this place Wonderland, and Project Looking Glass. She tries not to think of her time in the Framework, for fear of compounding the guilt in Fitz.
eatsyourscience: (another cog in the murder machine)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2018-12-19 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
What about sushi? [He's not sure how much more Japanese it could get.] Or if you'd rather have something warm, okonomiyaki?

[He's flexible.]

I'm glad you can relax for now.
eatsyourscience: (hook up your seatbelt)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2018-12-19 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[He lets out a short breath in what might have been a silent laugh at the Christmas tree suggestion.]

A lot of things. And maybe not all on purpose.
eatsyourscience: (that is enough of your shenanigans)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2018-12-19 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
So old and so much responsibility. Your hair must be turning gray.

[Said the guy with gray hair.]

Do I come around very often?
thisismadfreaky: (Default)

[personal profile] thisismadfreaky 2018-12-19 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
He just grins a little as she gets on a roll. It's cool, he's used to it. Both from knowing her--or some version of her, at any rate--from the last time he was here, and being an expert rambler himself. He doesn't seem bothered so much as amused at it all.

"Maveth?" He probably said that wrong. Oh, well. "I'll admit, I haven't heard of that one, but okay, sure." He nods and shrugs, sweeping one hand out in what is apparently supposed to be a gesture of acceptance. "It became less of a theory and more of a proven thing back on my Earth when a singularity got opened and opened breaches to at least fifty-two other versions of Earth."

See? You're in good, rambling company, Jemma.
yourmaker: (me voy acercando y voy armando el plan)

[personal profile] yourmaker 2018-12-19 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
You're correct. There isn't.

[ Kamski smiles. He always loves seeing his creations respond, no matter how they choose to. Because he made sure they could choose, after all. ]

Does that frustrate you?
yourmaker: (vi que tu mirada ya estaba llamándome)

[personal profile] yourmaker 2018-12-19 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
That they do. I knew it was only a matter of time.

[ He shrugs, like he totally isn't talking about slavery (which he created!!!) ]

That's why I invested in other enterprises. I knew androids wouldn't be a commodity for long.
poppycock: (#11253484)

[personal profile] poppycock 2018-12-19 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
( if klaus discerns freya's intention to answer his incessant, unrelenting knocking based on the soft sounds of her movements towards the door, it doesn't stop him from continuing the racket — call it his catharsis, given the circumstances.

he stops abruptly, fist raised, mid-knock, when the door swings open. he steps back, leans back at the comforting, satisfying sight of her: his sister, the absolute picture of calm welcome. he's certainly the mirror opposite, and for a split second his mouth opens to argue with her, to demand answers to all the questions plaguing his every thought instead, in all his quick impatience—

and then considers no matter what he might say, his levelheaded sister will get to it in time. her time, to be exact; there is no justification for his verbal abuse. (it occurs to him too, in that moment: he feels inordinately grateful she is still here.)

klaus sighs and steps back, gesturing towards the stairs.
) After you.
Edited 2018-12-19 03:09 (UTC)
hypoxic: (to decide)

[personal profile] hypoxic 2018-12-19 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
She calls it luck, and that's the last indignity he can stomach.

"Luck. You call it luck to spend six months undercover in this pit of yours? Bowing my head, slaving at menial tasks, apologizing for existing?"

[He raises a hand toward her, fully intending to strike out, unconsciously taking his father's posture until he stops just before he can move closer. Tense, he sucks air through his teeth and lowers his hand as slowly as if something outside is pulling it down.]

"No. You want me to trigger her closer. It's you she serves."
poppycock: (Default)

we're always crying

[personal profile] poppycock 2018-12-19 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
( he does remember her. only days ago was she but a small, bright, beautiful girl, and now he can wrap his arms around her without kneeling. his breath is stopped as she runs towards him, embraces him; he holds her, shocked by how she's grown and how she is the same.

tears are thick in his voice. her heart twists in his chest. a lick of despair sears through his joy, because he realizes how easily he could have forgotten her. how she could have abandoned her to this. how she was, for so long, and longer.
) I wouldn't forget you. ( a father's promise. a vow he can give, with all he has: ) Given the choice... ( he would never, if he had one.

his hand cups her neck and he pulls back to look at her: same cap, same dark hair, same eyes. no. different eyes. they've seen more.
) You're so much older.
Edited 2018-12-19 03:29 (UTC)
badgirlshenanigans: (kicked ass)

[personal profile] badgirlshenanigans 2018-12-19 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"First of all, this isn't my pit. I've lived in several, and this isn't one of them. You'd know that if you took two seconds to think rather than behave like your father." It's that he raised his hand, he dared to raise his hand to her, that brings out her anger. Fitz would never, ever do that, even after everything, he would never raise a hand to her.

"You should apologize for existing, taking up the space of a far better man than you, one worth loving, rather than using like your AIDA does." Jemma's voice gets a little louder with each word. "So where's this witch of yours? I think I want her attention now."

She steps a bit closer. The Doctor may raise his hand, but she's not afraid of him.
badgirlshenanigans: (For SCIENCE!)

[personal profile] badgirlshenanigans 2018-12-19 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
People need to understand the usefulness, the stress relief, that comes from a good ramble.

"It's a planet, one that used to be inhabited but is now a wasteland. I wound up there for the better part of half a year." He doesn't need to know the exact number of hours, does he?

"Fifty-two other Earths? Did you make a study of any of them, learn the differences between them?"

Nothing can ease the stress of being a new place than talking scientific theories or studies, can it?
masukukunai: (soft jazz tunes)

[personal profile] masukukunai 2018-12-19 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
You're one to talk. [Yousuke had not lost his sense of irony.] You've been a silver fox since 16. I could only hope to be so alluring.

Yeah, you come by all the time. Golden Week, summer vacation, New Years... And one of us is up by you pretty much all the time. It's kind of a joke that we work on rotation.
poppycock: (#12579614)

[personal profile] poppycock 2018-12-19 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
( freya is hiding something.

klaus knows this without any doubt: he is, after all, quite versed in using the truth to distract from a lie of convenient omission. case in point: he's been told leopold has been going through a bit of a rough patch and might be difficult to find. this is all utter nonsense, considering the network can be easily accessed, scoured, and considered. more compellingly, however, is the fact that leopold's scent has not faded. cloaked, perhaps, but not faded.

klaus' brow lifts at the sight that greets him when he takes the chance to find the answers that have been withheld. he's hardly scandalized; if anything, he's intrigued. he pauses to consider his friend and just what he's done to land him here.

more curiously, just how uncharacteristic leopold's reaction to him is. standing outside the open doorway, he causally glances about the bare room.
) I imagine you're a much less welcome addition here, what with the decor. ( or the lack thereof. )
hypoxic: (and together)

[personal profile] hypoxic 2018-12-19 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[The doctor makes eye contact readily, without the aid of a gentle touch to gather his attention. He moves away from his exercise and stands at the closet entrance, with nothing but the invisible barrier between them. His posture is straight and as tall as his frame manages, shoulders square and unslouched. He might be imprisoned here, but that doesn't mean he needs to be pathetic about it.]

The welcome has been practically cordial, all things considered. A bit drab and dark at times, but witches do seem to love their hovels.
Edited 2018-12-19 06:09 (UTC)
hypoxic: (fight with your fists out)

[personal profile] hypoxic 2018-12-19 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
He seethes, breaths hissing in and out through clenched teeth. It's a trap. All of this is a trap. They're toying with him.

"When I am free again, I will personally hunt down everyone you've ever loved in your pathetic little life. I will have them rounded up and murdered while you watch."

But he does nothing now. Freya would know the moment he broke their agreement. This current humiliation must be endured.
louvetelle: (pic#11529821)

[personal profile] louvetelle 2018-12-19 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[THAT has her making an abrupt about face. She knows that voice. She knows that ATTITUDE. So she’s turning sharply, stumbling a little because SNOW and there is an expression of delight and happiness and RECOGNITION on her face and unless he stops her she is going to barrel right towards him and fling herself at him and HUG him with a cry of]

UNCLE KOL!
pleasereset: dynjir on tumblr (How do you feel?)

[personal profile] pleasereset 2018-12-19 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Asriel wiggles out from under the tree, at least a couple of ornaments and tinsel sticking to him. He gives an awkwardly, but friendly smile.]

Um, yeah! I'm looking for my sibling - their name's Chara, and um... they have short brown hair, wear a striped shirt, about... this tall? [Asriel motions the height with his hands.] Have you seen them?