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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! ♥
adaptiveimmunities: (fake smile)

[personal profile] adaptiveimmunities 2019-01-08 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shaun smiles amiably at George's new "friend."]

So soon? And I just got here. I guess maybe we'll see each other around sometime, then. Since you guys are so cozy.
eatsyourscience: (another cog in the murder machine)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2019-01-08 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
No, but I like having rice on hand.

[It's something that reminds him of home.]
eatsyourscience: (ain't no sound but the sound of his feet)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2019-01-08 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[He smiles.]

I'm a pretty old man by now. At least I have the consolation that I still look good.

[Kidding, of course.]
eatsyourscience: (no you can't read my poker face)

[personal profile] eatsyourscience 2019-01-08 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Something like that. Most of my friends were people who ended up there and were saved by the rest of us. Each of them had to face the parts of themselves they didn't want to admit to. We call those Shadows. When you face them, a Shadow turns into a Persona, which gave us powers we wouldn't have had otherwise.

[He can't remember the last time he's explained all of this to anyone, even though he demonstrates his powers relatively regularly. The background just never comes up.]

I can show you what I mean, if you want.
teamfun: (Hope when the water rises)

[personal profile] teamfun 2019-01-08 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Trust me when I tell you that you emphatically don't wanna see that. It's not a good time for anyone."

They might be part of the background of life for him at this point, but he's still happier with them not around. He smiles, giving a shrug.

"I got a little experience at least, plus I try not to be too judgey. Life's too short for petty shit like that."
powerofmabel: (☆ and know i am more than just me)

[personal profile] powerofmabel 2019-01-08 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
We're quadruplets. [Mabel looks between the scene playing out before them and then back to her grunkles.] I've had this dream before...

[Wait. Wait.... Wait. Something clicks in her mind, and her brown eyes go wide with manic glee.] GRUNKLE FORD?!

[Prepare to be assaulted by the MABEL AFFECTION TORPEDO!] You're here!
tinyfoods: (You want me to do what?)

[personal profile] tinyfoods 2019-01-08 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you think it's likely we'll find the black garnet outside of the Fright Zone?

[Come on, Catra, really?]
beatupgrass: (✘ lace is totally in right now)

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2019-01-08 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
My name's Rocket, and you're very perceptive. [He loves it when people acknowledge his intelligence. Thor was a good guy. He misses Thor.] I'm probably one of the few people here who does have any sense. It comes with bein' one of the people here who hasn't gone native after nearly four and a half years in this joint.
slapfight: when told to stand straight (△ i've never sat down)

[personal profile] slapfight 2019-01-08 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[.................................]

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TAKE IT???

[Yeah, the show didn't even get to go into Peridot's reaction to this, so at least I get to deal with it here and now.

She sits down, and since she has no chair, it's just on the floor.]
I- does that mean Steven- he's? A diamond... hybrid abomination? Oh my stars!

[peridot.exe has stopped working.]
mollymocked: (⚔ i close my eyes and i can see)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2019-01-08 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Oooh. [Molly winces a bit in sympathy.] I feel that. You think you've got a decent read on a person and then they turn around and surprise you. There's towns I still can't go back to because of things like that.
angewiesen: (9)

[personal profile] angewiesen 2019-01-08 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Like I said, every day. [He reached into the refrigerator and pulled out a perfect-looking apple. Whenever you opened that door, it gave you exactly what you wanted.] Someone could get seriously fat here if they didn't watch themselves.

[Half the reason Jean kept up with his training so diligently was to keep himself from falling into gluttony. It'd be easy, but he was a little too vain for that.]
angewiesen: (76)

[personal profile] angewiesen 2019-01-08 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't get in trouble. The locals just... aren't very helpful."

There was a bitterness in his tone, which was understandable. If there was a way he knew he could get Marco to stay, he'd be doing it right now. Instead, he took the controller from Marco, and it was still warm from his hands.

"I can," he said, and rolled the joystick under his thumb just to feel it. "But if you want to do something else, that's okay too."
freckilled: (faceless head down)

[personal profile] freckilled 2019-01-08 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Marco knows. He knows that if there were a guaranteed way to keep him here, Jean would already be doing it. The fact that Jean isn't trying right now means there isn't, and he's just going to have to hope that he gets to stay.

Marco can't find it in himself to pray. Clearly no one is listening.

"Okay." For right now, though, Marco is content to lean against Jean--almost cuddling, but not quite--and watch him play his game. The colors are bright but the movements on the screen are soothing, and Marco finds himself starting to nod off. It'll be okay if he naps here, right? He won't just disappear while he's leaning on Jean, will he?
angewiesen: (2)

[personal profile] angewiesen 2019-01-09 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Jean played the game for a little bit, since it did seem to be keeping Marco calm, at least. If he wanted to relax, he deserved to relax. There was so much he could do here, but Jean had to admit, if he were in the same shoes, he'd probably just want to chill out too.

After finishing a rather slow-paced mission that was more about researching and collecting specimens than actually fighting, Jean noticed that Marco was basically asleep. He turned the game off with the controller from the couch, and heaved a sigh. He didn't want to sleep. He didn't want to take his eyes off Marco. People never disappeared in front of each other...
waitin: (053)

[personal profile] waitin 2019-01-09 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
( Clementine folds her arms loosely across her chest. )

And if you hadn't have done that, you would have got killed, and they still would have attacked. Raiders are fucking animals.

Yeah, you should have played 'em and told us about it as soon as you could, but you were a scared kid. I forgive you. I... always did. ( Course she was younger than. It was easier for her to forgive, but the person she is now can see, clearly see the moving pieces and parts involved. She understands the world and survival in a way that honestly no one did or could have back then.

Not at the start. )
burntvideocassette: (sarcastic)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2019-01-09 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
That's... [Not much to go on.] ...something, at least.

[It's a deserted island, where things are always happening. A little incongruous, but it still sounds more straightforward than the Mansion ever tried to be.]

[Jay mumbles, sarcasm more audible than the words themselves. Gallows humor, from a guy who's long past breathing.]


'S a step up from where It...where I was before.
charlastan: Bulletproof Heart - My Chemical Romance (You got a hollow-point smile)

[personal profile] charlastan 2019-01-09 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Stan's not expecting it at all, so it not only works, but he yelps!]

Ow! Why you little--

[It does exactly what it's supposed to do though - it forces Stan to let go of Bill's face for an unfortunate second.]
postictal: (i have too many "tim is sad" caps tbh)

[personal profile] postictal 2019-01-09 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well. I imagine most things are.

[Speak dryly, as though that must not have been hell. As though that must - ]

[What is he doing? He swallows, a convulsion of his throat that sticks something just at the back of it. If this is the last chance he gets, if this is goodbye for good, isn't he squandering it by just...watching it go by?]


Do you wanna talk about it?

[He poses the question casually, calmly, offhand. Allowing him the out, if he wants it.]
burntvideocassette: (a defeated jay)

[personal profile] burntvideocassette 2019-01-09 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Jay grimaces, eyes rolling. Do you wanna talk about it? Tim asks, like he thinks he's some kind of therapist. Like Jay's gonna talk about his feelings, and then he'll come to some grand realization, and then maybe he'll skip off into the sunset instead of stumbling backwards into hell.]

[But 'no' sticks in his throat.]

[Tim's been there. Jay's seen it.]

[He doesn't want to go back there without--without what? Validation? Solidarity?]

[God, is he seriously considering this? Does he seriously want to talk about his feelings?]

[For once he's glad the camera's not rolling.]

[He doesn't say "no" at all. He's not sure how to say the other thing. So he just shoots Tim a meaningful look, brief eye contact, and shrugs. It's an invitation. Sure. You start.]

['Cause I sure as hell don't know how.]
Edited 2019-01-09 07:03 (UTC)
freckilled: (adorable surprise)

[personal profile] freckilled 2019-01-09 11:51 am (UTC)(link)
Marco doesn't sleep for long--maybe a half hour or so--but he sleeps deep. He sleeps deep, and he dreams. He dreams about open fields, and flowers, and people who know his name but who he can't see calling him from the distance. Their voices are familiar but nothing Marco can place, like echoes from another dream, or another life. They're friendly voices, though, and Marco feels no fear.

But he regrets. He regrets everything he never got a chance to do, and he regrets leaving Jean behind. Whether Jean is in their world, or in the strange world with the lights and the moving game, Marco doesn't want to leave him alone. Jean doesn't make friends easily, and he hides his feelings, and Marco can't leave him behind. So he turns away from the fields, away from the calling voices, and starts rising back to wakefulness.

He snorts as he rousts himself, blinking a few times and wiping the tiniest bit of drool off his chin. "Jean?"
postictal: (please find peace one day)

[personal profile] postictal 2019-01-09 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't have to, if you don't want to.

[He shrugs, rolling his shoulders and looking away. Reluctance. That's something he recognizes. He himself elected to die rather than choke on any words of doomed honesty.]

[But then, that was his choice. His choice, and his burden to bear. He wasn't about to risk what might happen if he let honesty flood into the world around him, and taint the people who he hadn't yet bled his sickness into.]


But we don't know how long this gonna last. If you have something to get off your chest, it might as well be someone who might not even remember it, right?
entreats: (she'll find someone to need her)

[personal profile] entreats 2019-01-09 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure.

[ There's a slight thoughtful pause before that, although it doesn't seem to come from worry or fear. ]

If it's not too much trouble. [ Then some deadpan slips into her tone. ] Here I'm already making you make me food, after all, and now I'm forcing you into some weird power display. You might think I'm some weird girl.

[personal profile] dejavoodoo 2019-01-09 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[She winces at that, looking at him with such pain for what he's been through.]

I'm so sorry. That's... it's horrific, and I'm sorry.

[She shakes her head.]

Technically I never did. Misty did. I'm, best I can tell, I'm made of her memories. So I remember before Hell only, then I was part of the house and didn't go.

[Which still confuses her but she just knows she has a life to live now.

Oh but she flinches at that, covering her mouth with both hands as her eyes sheen with tears that can never fall.]


Oh, you poor, sweet thing. I'm so sorry.
indirectcause: (Because you know the truth)

[personal profile] indirectcause 2019-01-09 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
...Yeah, I know.

[Clementine had always been his only fan, he'd told Lee as much, it was the reason he went back for her. She just forgave him everything and decided he still had a place in the group. She thought that even after he'd given up, after he just wanted to die when he just wanted to...stop. She had an unerring faith in him that he never deserved. ]

And you were a younger kid. It isn't an excuse. But it's... I guess it doesn't matter so much any more.

[He's gone, and honestly, he wanted to be gone. He didn't want to keep living in that world. It wasn't made for him any more.]
tetractys: (SV OREVH GL ZHGLFMW)

[personal profile] tetractys 2019-01-09 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bill bends up one leg and goes to kick him right in the glasses.]

YOU'RE JUST MAKING THIS TAKE LONGER!