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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! ♥
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[personal profile] nefastis 2018-12-13 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Of a sort. I usually use this to help myself fly, when I have wings. [Heat and fire, as with many things, come easy to demons. The hard part is twisting their purpose.] It's come in handy quite a few times.
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[personal profile] gonerkid 2018-12-13 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Monster.

[It's not a judgment. They speak of it the way they've always understood the term - as a species. One they've always...]

[It's one they prefer, by and large. But preferring things no longer suits them. They know their choices, and their choices don't matter.]
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[personal profile] nefastis 2018-12-13 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[She can't help a laugh--oh, she likes this kid!] The worst of the worst, but I think I do a good job regardless.

[She's taken pride in her town--a bustling, busy maze of buildings filled with all sorts of flesh and spirit. A place of refuge for the stranger sorts, one where those born of the light and the dark are welcome. Perhaps this child hails from a similar place?]

What about you? These hills mean something to you, but I can't tell exactly what.
Edited 2018-12-13 21:19 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gonerkid 2018-12-13 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[A laugh is better than a cry. The worst of the worst, she says, as though she's not just saved them from some frostbitten fingers. As much as it would have been bitterly familiar to see their hands shade over into that corpse-like pallor, it's probably for the best.]

[She hasn't done anything wrong, except ask an innocent question.]

[...the difficult part.]

[They have trouble articulating it - why these hills, why this pattern, why they don't seem to be able to move. In the end, it all boils down to one word, and it sums everything up succinctly, though not altogether clearly.]


Familiar.
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[personal profile] nefastis 2018-12-21 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Quick judgements are not the best to be made, but if she knew (and she is careful not to know) Khazandra could forgive that misconception. She's taken care, after all, to cultivate her presence as a caretaker. And she is a mother to many, yes, but a predator to more--she learned long ago that the hunter does not need to flaunt their claws.]

[...however...]

['Familiar'. An answer and a question in it's own right, enigmatic even in honesty. Khazandra mulls that over for a moment, her three-eyed gaze piercing through Kris into...something. Perhaps nothing at all.]

You've walked a chessboard like this before? Or do you know someone who did?
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[personal profile] gonerkid 2018-12-21 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Questions are easier when they're simple, allowing for one-word answers. Yes. No. Don't know. Can't. The chessboard is important because they walked patterns like this one, but they didn't, really. Their body moved without their input. And because others saw that it was their shape and their silhouette doing all the ACTing, they assumed...]

[ * Let's not. ]

[They've stopped breathing. They remember to resume again. The feeling of eyes on them is both familiar and not, itching and needling beneath their skin.]

[Want to claw it apart. Tear it all to pieces.]

[Can't.]


...someone who did.

[Because it wasn't really you, was it?]

[No. Not really.]
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[personal profile] nefastis 2019-01-05 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Much as she averts her senses of the mind, the discomfort and crawling anxiety under Kris's skin is plain for her to see. It makes her brows furrow just so with the faintest of creases. Some of it she understands, but the rest--]

Are you waiting in case they find their way here, too?
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[personal profile] gonerkid 2019-01-05 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[A small, slight shake of their head. No...no. It's not that. They're having trouble vocalizing just what it is.]

Feels...right. [To be here. To be...somewhere familiar. Somewhere that feels, even vaguely, like the one world where they could be a hero, and make a difference, and fight for a people that deserved to be free.]
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[personal profile] nefastis 2019-02-07 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
That, I can understand.

[The tiny hints, strings and buttons and everything so muted--it's a strange web, and one Khazandra wishes she had the time to unravel. But her stay in this place, and theirs, is to be short--that she can feel already. So, if nothing else...]

[She can at least offer them a tale to bring home.]

I've been cast away from home a few times before, but I always manage to find something of where I was before. Even when that something is a reflection of myself.
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[personal profile] gonerkid 2019-02-07 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's strange, how that resonates. How much it sounds exactly - yes, exactly how they feel. A reflection of who they were. A reminder of something that they, perhaps, can't ever go back to, but would like to, so very badly.]

[That better, darker world, full of things both terrible and not. They could be better, there. Better than who they are.]

[Could even break free, when they had to.]


Yeah.

[The word is soft, nearly soundless. Almost melancholy.]

Feels like that.