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Who: EVERYONE!
Where: Anywhere outside on Real Side, but mostly in the gardens!
When: 3/14-3/20
Rating: PG, warn if going higher than PG-13
Summary: Alice has invited everyone, Reals and Mirrors alike, to come color outside in the nice spring weather with magic chalk. Surely nothing could go wrong with that plan, right?
The Story:

Outside, the weather is absolutely beautiful. It's not too hot, but not too cold either, and no one would have ever realized there was snow on the ground yesterday if they hadn't been here to see it. The grass is green and everything is dry - no sign of melted snow anywhere at all. Flowers have begun to bloom and it truly looks as though it's been spring for some time already. The season has changed abruptly and now Wonderland's decided it's time for it to be nice out.

There are many paths through the gardens, the vendors, and the hedge maze that can be drawn on, but as Alice demonstrated in her post, there's no need at all to stick to pavement only. Even the air can be decorated with living drawings!

This is a log for people who want to come color outside or people who want to check out what others are doing out here. It isn't strictly to interact with Alice, but she'll be around and will have a top level.

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"There was another time when they stole what we cared about, and a few more murders happened too because of mirrors, but yeah, I don't think all mirrors are like that," Clementine says in agreement.

She just can't help but be extra paranoid with more people around, with those past experiences in mind. Mirrors are more wildcards.

She smiles a little at his expressing sympathy. "Not yet. That's the plan when I get sent back. We'll save them."

"Sounds like humans as a whole. Some are bad and some are not," which is a step for him to say because while he isn't on the, 'I hate humans' bandwagon... He doesn't expect much sympathy from them normally; At least, not in Detroit. He's met quite of a few of humans who are good people here so far, after all.

"I'm sure you'll get them back safely," he nodded in return. He didn't know too much about Clementine yet, but she seemed strong enough to hold her own.

Orderly because you keep people afraid. That's not freedom.

[ He's big on freedom. ]

Misty glances around as if making sure they're the only ones there, making sure that her Real isn't about and then she nods. "I don't know the details, but the only glimpse I have of the mansion before here? Is of Madison's body being carried up the stairs to the attic. One of the other ghosts wanted her," she says, making a face and, somehow, paling a bit as she says it. Even if she is fairly colourless on her own.

That gets a small smile and a shrug. "More than some I know," she admits, sighing. "I know it's the whole other side of people, and so the mirror people can be bad? But I'm just kind of... I don't have to worry about who knows what I am and what I can do. I like that part, so I just try and stay out of the bad parts of living there. Kind of nice being over here for a day or two though."

"Yeah!" he nods excitedly. "I thought it would be SUPER cool to have a ninja turtle but it turns out that turtles are, in fact, not ninjas. It's a great tragedy."

Poor Geoff, he did his turtle-y best. He puts a hand to his chest in mock horror.

"Le gasp," yes, he said that out loud. "Clementine! Are you saying that you think I'm the sort of person who would deliberately lay a turtle trap for a maid? Because...yes. Yes, I am exactly that sort of person and it was hilarious."

That's a very chipper tone for something that's pretty shitty. Because Wonderland might be awful, but it's at least pretty. Sure, Sunburst never goes outside because he's a goddamn recluse, but he knows other people like it.

"So...what are your grounds like?" he glances to the window- he never even thought of going out there. "Or...or inside? Do you have a kitchen? A ballroom? ...Do do you have a library?"

Oh no, what if they don't have a library?

"It's a pretty big deal where I cam from," is his tone a touch bitter? maybe. "When we reach a certain age, we get a mark on our flanks and it signifies our destiny- the special talent that'll be our path for life."

He shrugs. He hates the system if he's honest. It caused him nothing but pain and suffering for years. It's stupid and ponies still act like it's the be-all-and-end-all of their lives.

"But it can be read wrong and that ends up being a mess," he offers her a smile. "It's far better than to just do what you know you like to do."

"...The fuck would a ghost want with a dead body?"

He asks the question and instantly regrets it. No. No he doesn't actually want to know the answer to that. "...Forget I asked that."

He listens, pays attention to what she has to say. He only knows vague stories about the real world behind the looking glass. Ironically, if he knew more, he'd learn that's where his mother now resides. Or rather...the echo of her. Because that's what the Mirrors were, in the Wonderland he knew. Echoes. Reflections of beings that may not necessarily exist in the living world any more.

"Sounds like a good idea, honestly. Keep the fuck away from the psychopaths and just live...or not best as you fuckin' can."

Too much freedom leads to anarchy.

[ He imagines that's probably too big of a word for someone like this. He doesn't pause to simplify himself. ]

You would rather people rioting in the streets, left afraid of their own lack of inhibitions? A single person can be rational and civilized. But people, en masse, require discipline.

[ Spare the rod and spoil the child, after all. ]

It actually looks kinda nice. [He remarks, on the blending between the sea and the hill, with a reassuring smile.

And then he's quick to chime in answer to her.]

You're right! That's where the lighthouse goes. Good ol' lighthouse!

[Hey, if Steven could, he'd transfer that to everyone in the multiverse who needed it. It's definitely been an invaluable power for Steven during many of the scarier events. He beams at her compliment, before he sheepishly fields her question.]

Oh, it's possible to break it. But it takes a lot! One time, this bubble withstood a harpoon!

[He soon presses his face against the side of the bubble and starts making funny faces.]

[He frowns and listens seriously as Louis talks about the 'walkers'. That must be another term for zombies...]

Yeah! Definitely good. [He doesn't know what he'd do if he didn't successfully come back.] Now I just have to find a way to get him back to Earth next time I'm home.

[Sadie seems oblivious to what they're talking about and just offers them a plate of chalky doughnuts.]

You like us better? [ That's also surprising. Sure, things seem a bit more.. "peaceful", if that word could ever be used for this place, ever since the Mirror side was taken over by a different queen. But even without a queen causing animosity, Ange didn't necessarily expect the people from that side to like the ones on this side.

.. or rather, maybe Ange just figures her own Mirror wouldn't really like her. Not that she'd blame her Mirror for it.

She wonders if liking them - the real ones - is just a weird Mirror Lapis thing or not. ]

It must suck to be stuck with them most of the time then.

All this time my dad taught me to not trust men. I guess he should've been working on teaching me to not trust places instead.

[ She grows quiet for a moment after that bit of dry humor. She stares at the ground for a moment, like she's pondering what else to draw, and then back at Souji. ] You draw something again.

[ Sure, maybe it's kind of rude to make other people amuse her, but he seems to be indulging her already anyway by having this conversation with her. It's not that much of a stretch to her in that case. ]

I have all of them. I've just been waiting for the right time.

[And given she has had no idea when the right time would be until just now...] Ooh. Wait. Wait! I have an idea.

[She pushes past her chalk creations and frames a relatively chalk-free space with her fingers, drawing on her visual for how a "garden" should look through her mass consumption of media. It doesn't necessitate a scene given how she's sketching it out, so she ends up with a few rows of deeply unimpressive sunflowers and varying other plants drawn from memory but conveyed by someone who has a first grader's concept of right brain art. The result is a test run of how to properly space the planting, though it's clearly done from the perspective of a kindergartner- everything is way too far apart for normal plants.] I'm not sure about scale, but this is adequate spacing if you were growing Rubies.

[At least he didn't ask what they call them when they run (spoilers, they don't).]

Well! If anyone can figure that out, I'd bet my last penny on it being you, Steve-O.

[He grins, giving Steven a little nudge with his elbow.]

I got faith in you, Lil' Buddy. [Oh, and now there are doughnuts.] ...Wow they look...scrummy?

"Well, to some extent, right? Because on a day to day basis, doing what you want doesn't always seem to work out for the best."

At least according to some people.

[All right, yeah, that sounds right. Not that she actually knows anything about it, but who cares about that either. Lapis draws something vaguely around the right shape.]

What's a lighthouse?

[She could ask that before starting to draw it, but no.]

[Shaun give shim a little salute and takes the indicated seat.]

Okay... Can you do that with chalk? Even magic chalk?

Well, I do look good in hats.

[No.]

I could keep trying, but who knows what might end up rainbow next? [She shakes her head with a slight smile.] Unless you'd like some rainbow hair.

As long as we don't get more zombies anytime soon.

[Five years here now and there were more zombies in that one period than the rest of her time here.]

We'll see if anything actually happens. My hopes aren't high, but it's the first chance we've had in a long time.

I ain't so bad at swimmin'. Most folks back home don't get t' learn.

[He looks on the beach scene with a faint smile. Truth be told, he's never seen anything like it, outside of Wonderland, and that doesn't quite compare.]

Can't get in the sea there, though. Not anymore.

... Sure.

[Right, they were actually doing something there, weren't they? Dan shakes off the faint haze lingering in the back of his mind and nods, pushing himself back to his feet.]

I mean, yeah, 'course. An' I heard somethin'... interestin' from the twins. While back.

[The corner of his mouth quirks at the command, but he obliges, sketching out a figure on the ground. The little guy stands up and rocks back and forth on its feet for a second before bouncing away.]

That's one of my Personas at home. Not a very powerful one.

[ Ange stares at it for a moment, observing the small figure as it hops away. ]

.. It's cute. [ It's a little easier to admit that with her current mood. ] Nothing like the one you showed me before. I think I like this one more.

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