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entrancelogs2018-12-19 09:22 pm
vitaelamorte) wrote in entrancelogs2018-12-19 09:22 pm
Faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us no more | 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 19th - December 26th (ICly December 25th) (WEEK TWO)
Rating: PG-13, warn if going higher
Summary: After a particularly intense week of holiday cheer and holiday scenes, Wonderland simply cannot take any more. The form it takes will no longer hold. Wonderland sheds its holiday skin and remains in the barest form of itself.
The Story:
As of the 19th, no one will be able to use the network to make posts. A new error message will appear on all screens, but again, it's probably fine.
This will quickly prove to be a problem though, as Wonderland has completely abandoned any sign of the signature mansion or its grounds. All of a sudden, it cannot hold itself together any more. At this point, Wonderland has become a series of holiday past, present, and future scenes instead of a collection of rooms, and none of them connect together in any sensical, linear way. If you find a friend wandering, you may want to stay with them. It will prove difficult to seek out people on purpose (though very easy to stumble across people by accident).
In between the various scenes, instead of the halls of the mansion, are one of three voids. Gravity does not seem to exist in them, and characters will float, swim, or spin around until they find a new scene to be in. There is no up or down, and no ground to stand on. Scenes are entered suddenly and without warning, going from floating along to suddenly standing in a memory or a vision (unless you have come from the second void). Characters can also find themselves traveling from void to void, but there is no precise place where they overlap, and if they turn around they will not be able to return to the void they were previously in. It is almost as though perhaps, the voids and the scenes are moving around, and that Wonderland no longer has a static form.
Wonderland will remain this way until the end of the event. What happens then? You'll have to wait and see. ♥ For now though, please enjoy the horrible voids that make up all of Wonderland at the moment. If you have any questions, please report to the plot post or check out our Fourth Wall Masterpost for all your other fourth wall needs!
Where: Everywhere, one both Mirror and Real Side!
When: December 19th - December 26th (ICly December 25th) (WEEK TWO)
Rating: PG-13, warn if going higher
Summary: After a particularly intense week of holiday cheer and holiday scenes, Wonderland simply cannot take any more. The form it takes will no longer hold. Wonderland sheds its holiday skin and remains in the barest form of itself.
The Story:
As of the 19th, no one will be able to use the network to make posts. A new error message will appear on all screens, but again, it's probably fine.
This will quickly prove to be a problem though, as Wonderland has completely abandoned any sign of the signature mansion or its grounds. All of a sudden, it cannot hold itself together any more. At this point, Wonderland has become a series of holiday past, present, and future scenes instead of a collection of rooms, and none of them connect together in any sensical, linear way. If you find a friend wandering, you may want to stay with them. It will prove difficult to seek out people on purpose (though very easy to stumble across people by accident).
In between the various scenes, instead of the halls of the mansion, are one of three voids. Gravity does not seem to exist in them, and characters will float, swim, or spin around until they find a new scene to be in. There is no up or down, and no ground to stand on. Scenes are entered suddenly and without warning, going from floating along to suddenly standing in a memory or a vision (unless you have come from the second void). Characters can also find themselves traveling from void to void, but there is no precise place where they overlap, and if they turn around they will not be able to return to the void they were previously in. It is almost as though perhaps, the voids and the scenes are moving around, and that Wonderland no longer has a static form.
Wonderland will remain this way until the end of the event. What happens then? You'll have to wait and see. ♥ For now though, please enjoy the horrible voids that make up all of Wonderland at the moment. If you have any questions, please report to the plot post or check out our Fourth Wall Masterpost for all your other fourth wall needs!
Michael | OTA
For a bit, the black void had been relaxing. It reminded him a little of the beginning. Things had been so much simpler, and then the rest of, well, existence happened.
It was almost nice here, up until it wasn't. He wasn't quite sure how long he'd been here when it started to get to him. What if he was here forever? What if he'd fallen into some pocket of reality where he never saw his friends again?
Worse, what if he wasn't alone?
Ever since he'd contemplated the possibility of his own mortality he hadn't quite been able to forget about it. There was something here, he was sure of it. This was bad. This was very very bad.
And by now he's a literal ball of anxiety. He's curled up, trying not to panic, try to ignore the fact that he's starting to hear things...]
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She's beginning to wonder if she's the only one who stumble-floated into this place when, off in the distance, she sees a blob of...something. Color, at least, and it isn't obviously dangerous. Still, she moves toward it slowly, prepared to. Well, swim the other way, if she has to.
Then she sees a shock of white hair and speeds up, eyes wide.]
Michael? Hey, Michael, are you-- are you okay?
[She puts a hand on his shoulder, trying to turn him towards her.]
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A moment later, however, he blinks, and then visibly starts to relax when he realises who it is.]
Eleanor? I'm--fine. I'm fine. I've just been here... a while, I think. Not sure actually, time doesn't look right.
[He's making a concerted effort to look less anxious than he is, now.]
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[Eleanor hesitates for a moment, then takes one of his hands. It feels weird and she isn't sure if it'll freak him out more, but she isn't about to lose him when she just found him, especially when she found him-- a demon --in the fetal position.]
Um. We could try and get out of here together? We gotta find a way out if we just keep going in one direction, right?
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That's categorically not how distance works-- [He cuts himself off. It's easy to resort to 'remind the humans he's smarter than them' mode, but honestly, he's not sure it's making either one of them feel better.] --But, yes. We might as well try.
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I mean, yeah. Any direction we go, at least it means we're moving. Although I think I was definitely not moving when I realized I was here in the first place?
[Still. There's definitely a weird pull in her gut to keep moving, like if she doesn't she'll get...caught. By something. Which is probably a magic effect, given how Michael was cowering just a second ago. Not that it helps much to realize that, since having an exaggerated sense of danger didn't mean there isn't danger in the first place.
She'll take the lead though. Michael may be smarter than her, but at least she can do that.]
So, uh. Just making conversation, but have you died at all since you got to Wonderland?
[Because there might be real danger and there's some sort of rule about dying too many times.]
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What? [That's definitely not a topic he was expecting at the moment.]
You really think something in this place could kill me? [He snorts, his tone dripping with the implication of oh that's cute you forgot who you're talking to.
This confidence, however, lasts only until the words are out of his mouth.]
Hang on, you really think something in this place could kill me? [This time it's a genuine question, and a somewhat nervous one at that.]
whoa this did not send me a notif! D:<
You aren't the only demon-ish thing here. And everyone seems pretty serious about the "don't die too many times" thing, which, uh, is sort of weird given how it's usually "don't die ever" but. Don't you think we would've heard if there's some people who don't have to worry about it? Especially with the events that change people into different things and take powers away, I mean...
[She pauses, glancing at Michael's face. This is probably not helping.]
But! Like. We get...four? Before it's an issue, so. I was just. Y'know. Conversation! Making. Making conversation.
[Oh, this is one of those stomach aches Chidi's always talking about.]
Oh no Dx
He definitely looks more anxious now. He supposes people would have heard, but he hasn't been here long enough to be sure.]
Conversation about how we're all potentially doomed?
[He takes a deep breath.]
You know what? It's fine. This is fine. I was going to Earth and I don't have powers there anyway! How hard could it be to avoid dying?
[He realises she's the wrong person to ask that question as soon as he says it.]
I mean--sorry. But like you say, four times. Wait, you haven't died four times, right?
[If he keeps talking, he won't have time to start thinking...]
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[Something to ask about later.]
You weren’t going to have your powers on Earth? What would that mean exactly?
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[And he really wanted to see it, but that's beside the point.]
But it was important, so I would have done... something. Figured it out.
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You were really going to risk going to Earth with no real plan just to help us?
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[He waves a hand dismissively.]
The details were a little foggy. But it was important.
[He says this in a very matter of fact tone, which is probably surprising considering his overall level of anxiety.]
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It does remind him of something, but it's not something he wants to allow his thoughts to linger on too readily.
The sensation that something is creeping up behind him is becoming just a little too read when he finally comes across the other demon, and finds himself unbelievably pleased to see him.]
Michael. [He gives the man a nudge, bobbing him along in the void with a light push with the tips of two fingers, and is almost startled by the sound of his own voice in the blackness.]
What exactly do you think you're doing?
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I'm-- [He clears his throat. He doesn't have a great answer to that.] Wondering exactly where we are. And... what else is here.
[He's making an effort to look less nervous than he is, though.]
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I know what it looks like, but it doesn't feel right. [Now, to stop Michael from floating away from him, he grabs onto the other demon's sleeve.]
I haven't been back for a while, but nothing feels like Downstairs does.
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Thanks. [And that proves he's not just seeing things, so that's also good to know.]
Oh, it's definitely not a Place--well, my version at any rate. [It's still a bit weird to him that the other demons here are from such differing versions, but he's keeping it in mind.]
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But Michael is... alright. He's no Hastur, at any rate.]
Mm, mine neither. Come on, you're no use floating here curled up in a ball. There must be a way out.
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[He is, at least, looking around and no longer curled up in a ball.]
It's nowhere I recognize--but it's also not quite any kind of nowhere I recognize.
[He pauses, back to seeming wary.] You haven't seen any pancakes, have you?
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[He makes a face, as if to say 'what kind of question is that??', then surreptitiously glances around himself just to make sure there are, in fact, no pancakes.]
All I've seen is a lot of nothing, and then you. Why would there be pancakes?
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Hang on, did you think I meant the food? Because I meant the carnivorous inter-dimensional rifts.
[Because clearly, that won't lead to any follow-up questions.]
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[He doesn't get past the first letter, but curls his knees up slightly as they float in the void and pinches the bridge of his nose firmly with his thumb and forefinger.]
Michael... sometimes... you say things and I just... I have no idea what to say to you. Do you have any idea how disconcerting that is for me?
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[He gestures vaguely around them, accidentally sending himself wobbling slightly in the lack of gravity.]
Anyway, I know you're from another dimension--which is weird for me too, by the way--but the IHOP should be connected to all dimensions. Maybe you guys call it something else?
[He genuinely doesn't seem to realise how much more confusing he gets the longer he talks.]
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[And-- Bless it, he still can't shake off the feeling that he's being watched. If anything, it's getting worse.]
Maybe we do. Maybe-- I don't know. Look, we need to get out of here. Somehow.
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[Now probably isn't the time to try and explain the more baffling things he says anyway.]
Just... you know, keep an eye out. They're a menace. Not to mention the other parasites that live in that kind of space.
[And while this isn't precisely that kind of void, he's certainly making himself anxious about what might live here again.
He glances around, despite the fact all directions look the same, before moving his arms in a swimming motion to pick up some momentum.]