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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! ♥
normandysbest: (« [Proud] you did good kid)

[personal profile] normandysbest 2018-12-29 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[She turns when she hears the response, certainly not the person she thought she'd be addressing but happy to see him all the same. Did she end up in some backwards mansion where it's just everyone who left? Because if so she has some real searching to do.

(Also, why is she here then? That's dangerous.)]


Kid. Good to see you again.

[They're all kid forever, though. Some things never change.]

How'd you get back here? And what do you mean worse?
eatsyourscience: (mama didn't raise no fool)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2018-12-29 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure.

[It only takes him a moment to pour Crowley some coffee and pass it over to him.]

So far, it doesn't seem overtly harmful. Just... [He glances at some of the singing decorations.] Annoying and inconvenient.
midnightish: (15)

[personal profile] midnightish 2018-12-29 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice."

She definitely appreciates that. Even with magic, she has to clean up after herself, so that's a nice change. Not something she'd want to get super used to or just leave messes everywhere, but she's fine with leaving reshelving to Wonderland.

"All right, so let's go check out the movie theater then."
gonerkid: (❤ he likes it in his ass)

[personal profile] gonerkid 2018-12-29 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Their choices don't matter. Their choices have never mattered. At what point does what they would rather do, or not do, have any bearing on what happens?]

[At what point would he finally grasp that in full, instead of continuously asking them pointless questions?]

[So Kris says,]
okay, [and let him figure out what they mean by that.]
mollymocked: (⚔ finally laugh a little)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2018-12-29 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Molly plants an elbow on the table, pulling his feet away from his stolen chair as he does so, all grace and willowy limbs. If Mama Odie had legs like that, then she and Facilier could have been having dance-offs for the souls of New Orleans every third Sunday.]

Tell you a secret? Craftsman to craftsman? [His grin is childishly gleeful.] I don't have anything figured out. I just do and say precisely what feels right in the moment, and it always works out for me.

[Which explains a lot about Molly, because it's bullshit and not at the same time. He is a mess of contradictions. Everything is based on what works in the moment.]
hadtolose: "...We Just Kept Dancing" (And all of your horses)

[personal profile] hadtolose 2018-12-30 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ It takes her a moment to respond. Part of it is still distrusting him, but the other part is intrigue. She can't even begin to imagine what he's thinking about, but the change in LED...she's honestly glad hers isn't in anymore. It was capable of saying so much to those who understood it. It's a wonder he still has his.

Before she can debate on doing it any longer, she places her hand on his and gives it a squeeze. She's reminded of the night when she escaped with Alice, when her daughter's small hand crept over and they shared that brief moment of comfort on the bus. It had grounded her when the world felt so terrifying and huge. Hopefully it'd do the same for him.

It's not like she'd be here long, right? At least she could give him that before she left. ]


You're welcome. Just take it one day at a time.
thneedifestdestiny: Some Nights (Intro) - fun. (Hold on to every note I ever wrote)

B.

[personal profile] thneedifestdestiny 2018-12-30 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[The Once-ler jumps, and considering he's already giant and lanky and awkward it's a little over the top, but as soon as it registers who is there he actually looks as happy as they are. Much of the sadness he usually carries just melts away at the sight of them.]

Ha! Boris!

[He immediately takes a knee so Boris can rush over for love and affection. It's been a long time since he's seen any living thing that actually cared about him and he's in absolute awe.]

You did a real good job on his sweater. Real quality stitching all around - just what I'd expect from you, Mabel.

[The highest praise, from one knitter to another.]
thneedifestdestiny: Some Nights (Intro) - fun. (Imagine when they scare me)

[personal profile] thneedifestdestiny 2018-12-30 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Me? I've only been here like, a minute, and I never sicced raccoons on anyone!

[UNLIKE SOMEONE ELSE HE KNOWS.]
thneedifestdestiny: All Gone to Hell - The Lonesome Trio (A final reverie)

[personal profile] thneedifestdestiny 2018-12-30 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Somehow, he wasn't expecting anyone to recognize him. It feels like he was here a lifetime ago now, but who knows how long it's really been? He went back to a world where it's bad to be recognized, where getting recognized means getting chased back to the wasteland that was once the Truffula Valley with pitchforks and torches.

But what surprises him more is that he recognizes her too - and he beams. He hasn't smiled like that in years.
]

Regina! You're still here!

[He's...not really sure if she's a hug person, but he opens his arms to tentatively offer anyway.]
hadtolose: (Lean into the fucking youth)

[personal profile] hadtolose 2018-12-30 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sometimes it's hard to differentiate between what's left of her programming versus what's her, but the idea of a helpless child has the alarms blaring and her systems going nuts. Even if the danger isn't current, it was there before. It could be back at any moment!

Her hand grips him tighter. She's really tempted to hug him. ]


You shouldn't ever have to get used to that.

[ It's said more fervently than she'd intended to, but...he's reminding her of Alice and what she'd had to go through. ]

It's not right.
fuckingpassw0rd: (23)

[personal profile] fuckingpassw0rd 2018-12-30 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[To be fair, Hank would react the same if faced with a reappearing figure of Sumo. The fact Connor is enamored after just a few...days is still pretty charming in its own right.]

Booof!

[The bark is a low lower than the other dog, but it looks rather happy.]

He says he is glad to see you.

Booouf!

Also that Jericho is a good dog.

Booouf!

Also that he is a good dog.

Booouf!

...and Connor is also a good dog...okay stop it Sumo.

Booouf!

Fuck it you dumb old mutt, I already know I'm a good dog! [He sighs.] See? This is why you shouldn't be able to speak with them.
emojis: (Default)

[personal profile] emojis 2018-12-30 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
You're here. I'm not really sure it matters whether it counts or not.

[She's just saying. It doesn't change the fact that Zelena has returned.]
angewiesen: (54)

[personal profile] angewiesen 2018-12-30 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Not exactly for nothing. At least she didn't get away. But she encased herself in impenetrable crystal when you and Eren brought her down. We've tried everything in our arsenal to try and get her out-- it's impossible.

[Yeah, that was the way of things in their world. They were all angry about it, but they accepted it too.]

For now? Chill out. I think something's up right now, so you probably won't be here for very long. It'd be a waste of what this place has to offer, stomping around angry when you could be enjoying a rare break.
masukukunai: (music notes over the head)

[personal profile] masukukunai 2018-12-30 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I think it'd be good for you, if that means anything. You can't be a short order cook forever, right?
boldsimplicity: (W-what...)

[personal profile] boldsimplicity 2018-12-30 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
The pleasure is all mine, Ishimaru-kun!

[Definitely a new one for him too! But like all other experiences, Ishimaru will accept it and learn what he can! Besides, it's honestly kinda neat to see his self in his own perspective!]

But I regret to inform you that I have not met you before! Are you saying that we have?

[Hopefully it's not another memory erasure thing!! He's dealt with that far too many times now...]
hadtolose: (With beautiful problems yeah)

[personal profile] hadtolose 2018-12-30 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ It takes some time for all of that to digest. To hear these things from someone so important to her, to her people...it means that much more. ]

Yeah. Yeah, thanks.

[ She studies him after saying that, her words almost sounding dazed. It's hard to imagine what he's been through in his position to get that freedom. For a second or two, she feels small in comparison. Almost unworthy of his concern.

Kara shakes it off. He's given her a more pressing issue to worry about. ]


Even after everything, you want to work with them?

[ Her deep frown and the way her frame has tensed up probably says everything about her opinion on that. ]
boldsimplicity: (New day)

[personal profile] boldsimplicity 2018-12-30 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[It's never an easy or simple answer when it comes to Junko, but Ishimaru honestly doesn't expect anything less from her. So he stays silent as she continues on, even managing to keep a straight face when she mentions the killing game with his class and Monokuma. A part of him is surprised that she didn't just brush him off immediately and talk about despair, but if Verens proved anything to him, she's more than just that.]

Why not?

[Perhaps before, he would've yelled that question at her, but his voice is almost quiet, something that's probably uncharacteristic of him especially compared to his younger days. It feels appropriate for this situation though, since he's talking to a dead classmate that hasn't yet died in her own perspective.

It's very difficult. Unsettling, even!

Is that how Naegi-kun and the others felt when they talked to him in that other strange world? Even though his future ended up being different, none of them knew that...]
Is it because of despair? Backing off on all your plans would provide a lot of that.

[Not an argument Ishimaru is proud of, but if there's anything he learned, turning Junko away from that emotion is impossible.]
midnightish: (05)

html fail is the absolute worst

[personal profile] midnightish 2018-12-30 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Aggressively non-engaging's a good way to describe a lot of the football team. Unless they're aggressively engaging with people in the halls, which is a whole other problem. Also, that's seriously gross.

[And not something she was concerned about with the library until now. Thanks.]
tetractys: (SVOOL WVHGIFXGLI)

[personal profile] tetractys 2018-12-30 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
AAGH!

[That's more of a general noise of protest than a real scream. You stop. Stop fighting and die!

Bill goes to bite him.]
hadtolose: "Get Free" (We get so tired and we complain)

[personal profile] hadtolose 2018-12-30 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Kara tries not to look too startled. She succeeds. Mostly.

She flashes him a quick smile. She's very much not doing okay, but she's not going to let that off more than necessary. ]


Yeah. Yeah, um. [ The smile appears for a moment again. ] Just trying to get used to all this.

[ It's tempting to leave it at that, and well. Leave. He'd done nothing wrong, though, and it probably wouldn't do any good to keep herself cooped up in her room forever... ]

Must be obvious, right?
freckilled: (taking off the tie)

[personal profile] freckilled 2018-12-30 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Marco wouldn't admit it out loud, but hearing Jean's voice answer him is an immeasurable relief, as are the clothes Jean passes to him. They're not the clothes Marco remembers, but they're close enough: a pair of tan pants that fit better than the ones he used to wear in the evenings, and a green sweater that doesn't rasp against his skin. Marco shrugs into them, and then spends a few moments combing his wet hair, carefully parting it down the center, before venturing back into the living area.

He goes directly to the couch, plopping down next to Jean, sitting perhaps a bit closer than normal but not getting up in Jean's space either, and points at the large, black mirror on the wall across from them. "What's that?"

What's the point of a mirror if it's black?
preconstruction: (PHbqf9c)

[personal profile] preconstruction 2018-12-30 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Because I see no reason to give into simulated emotions. Why let something fake lead you so astray? It destroys all of you.

[ he sounds almost disappointed. like it’s sad, really. ]
burntvideocassette: (don't go anywhere)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-12-30 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Jay's eyebrows rise. There's almost a rueful chuckle under the words, weary acceptance that their lives got markedly weirder after being plucked out of Alabama. They're not...wizards or heroes or space marines. They're not built for this, but they've somehow got to deal with it anyway.]

You've got gods.

[And paying in stories doesn't sound half bad. Jay's got stories. Not particularly exciting ones, but he's got months of footage, notebooks filled with his own chicken-scratch. As long as telling them doesn't mean the other guy takes them, he can be a storyteller.]
postictal: (tim pretends he doesn't give any shits)

[personal profile] postictal 2018-12-30 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Tim shrugs.]

You can play atheist all you like. Doesn't make them any less capable of holding a conversation.

[Another thing he has going for him. Another thing he doesn't mention, because it doesn't deserve mentioning: growing up with the southern ostentation of evangelical bullshit as he had, there'd been the unspoken assumption that whatever he was, however he came to be this way, it landed outside the bonds of any god, if there was one.]

[People like him aren't beholden to gods.]

[He didn't assume that a demon would fit the bill either, but the trajectory his life took since then changed things. It changed a lot of things.]
burntvideocassette: (i screwed up)

cw: some medical gore (retconning in some injuries from alex kralie's thread because WELP)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2018-12-30 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
I mean, like...last I remember being here it was...September? Beginning of October, maybe? Now it's Christmas. Makes sense my room'd be, y'know. Gone.

[Jay steps out of the room to meet her. No use peeking out the door when she's already spotted him. He turns, and partway through the motion, he realizes--shit, he probably should've given her a warning or something.]

["Roughed up" is probably an understatement. He's got a row of stitches along his jawline, holding together a surgical incision. There are plates in there for now, until Wonderland's magic gets the chance to do its work. He's got a smattering of bruises across his face, down his neck, and there are thin scrapes across his face, just the right distance apart to have been made by a human hand. His left eye looks a little bloodshot, a little swollen.]

[His right eye's gone entirely.]


Uh.

[He winces, bringing up a hand to cover the empty eye socket.]

Sorry.