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001 ✯ open } { hey so glad you could make it
Who: Carol Danvers + YOU
Where: Outside the mansion + other areas + network
When: April 1.
Rating: PG probably
Summary: Carol crash lands in Wonderland, as she do, and is trying to learn her way around.
The Story:

Where: Outside the mansion + other areas + network
When: April 1.
Rating: PG probably
Summary: Carol crash lands in Wonderland, as she do, and is trying to learn her way around.
The Story:

yeah, now you've really made it | ota
Space is a vacuum, a swimming mess of gravitational forces from various planets that results in a very delicate balance you don’t really want to mess with. When you’re a very tiny object, flying through space, you can usually manage to avoid being sucked into them if you’re careful and can generate enough propulsion. Meanwhile, when you’re flying through the atmosphere on a planet, you’re dealing with one gravitational force – the planet’s – and there being an atmosphere to begin with means you have some friction to contend with, but you don’t have to work nearly as hard to keep yourself moving.
All this to say, Carol Danvers had been speeding her way through space at a fairly solid clip, needing to make it back to Earth in order to help Fury with whatever fresh hell had him calling her back to Earth after a quarter of a century. She is now blasting her way through Wonderland, a planet with atmosphere, friction and gravity and is going way too fast which leads to her crashing in a large divot in the middle of one of the gardens.
She pops herself up with a huff, dusting off her red, blue and gold suit, and after she extracts herself from it, it seems as though the garden is more bothered by this turn of events than she is. She huffs a breath, blowing a stray strand of hair out of her face and puts her hands on her hips to survey the situation. There’s a mansion. There’s gardens. A weird chessboard looking thing, and a beach. A beach means an ocean, an ocean means open space to fly and the sooner she course corrects to get back on the road to C-53, the sooner she can make sure Fury’s okay.
So she tries that. That doesn’t work.
Okay, maybe she tries it more than a couple of times when she keeps hitting invisible walls. No one ever said she wasn’t stubborn.
After it finally sinks in how pointless this particular avenue of thought is, she course corrects. Instead of avoiding the mansion, she makes her way inside. There seem to be a lot of people living in one place, hallways that never seem to stop, and closets with an endless supply of anything she could ever think of. It’s almost disorienting how this maze of rooms and doors is willing to give her anything she could want except the one thing she actually does. So instead of dwelling on that, she decides to start talking to the locals.
“Hi,” she greets with a casual, no-nonsense demeanor. “Carol Danvers. Can you point me at who’s in charge?”
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"No one's in charge, I'm afraid. Well, there are Queens who are the voice of authority I suppose, but the prevailing idea is they have no real power, as far as I know."
She'd like to have a better explanation whenever she meats new arrivals.
"I'm Claire Fraser. Did you suddenly find yourself here? Recently?"
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"Like an hour ago." So yes, very recently. "Is this a speech you have to give a lot?"
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She isn't even sure what the most important thing to discuss first would be.
"I'm not in charge by any means, but I can show you things if you'd like, help find a room, explain the...unique way Wonderland operates."
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"Yeah, that would be great. I'm not sure I want a room quite yet but a Wonderland Cliff notes would be good."
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Claire looks at the new arrival.
"The short version is we're brought here so that whatever runs everything here can use our memories as fuel to continue running. Every so often one of our memories from home plays out for the mansion at large to bear witness to. It can be as simple as one of our own memories playing on a loop or as complicated as...well, I don't know how to explain it without sounding insane."
What the hell, the whole thing is insane.
"It can be as complicated as a person's world being filled with some sort of enemy that suddenly arrives here en masse which we must all come together to fight."
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So, while watching someone in a rather conspicuous suit crash land in the middle of the gardens isn't a typical day in Wonderland, it doesn't exactly qualify as extraordinary, either. So Juliet creeps a bit, watching the woman fly around without finding any viable means of escape before heading towards the mansion.
Being a newbie is rough.
Juliet follows her inside, popping up next to her in a way that isn't exactly natural and probably reeks of the fact that Juliet's had her eye on her for a while now.
"You're better off talking to one of the regular people here, honestly," she tells her. "The people in charge are nice enough, but they really value being as vague as humanly possible. Or not humanly, I guess, since most of them aren't."
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Or at least, Carol's experience with them anyway. Whether human or AI, they love to compartmentalize everything they can to keep people in their control. Carol, however, is not a big fan of being controlled, so she's not really deterred by this information.
"I bet I could convince them if I asked really nicely."
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"Being nice will get you a long way here," she admits. After all, asking nicely is exactly what got her to be able to hug the Cheshire Cat, and she has it on good authority that no one else has had that opportunity. She extends her hand. "I'm Juliet."
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"Carol." She shakes her hand firmly with a nod. "You been here a while?"
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"A little over five months. But that's on the short end compared to a lot of people here." She'd been in a huge hurry to get home not long after she arrived, but things had changed quickly. She started to like Wonderland, for the most part. "I can show you around if you want! Mostly everyone is really nice, and the mansion is gorgeous. Being kidnapped into it isn't ideal but there are worst places we could be."
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hey, so glad you could make it now | ota, network
It's been twenty four years since she left to help the Skrulls. If he hasn't called before now this must be an emergency. So she needs to find her way out of here as soon as possible.
Time to give this somewhat decent communicator a try.]
Just checking, but this isn't C-53 right? Or Earth? Some people call it Earth.
[Everyone who lives on Earth calls it Earth, Carol. Even some people who don't live on Earth call it Earth.]
Also, if anyone's seen a tall black guy who loves cats wandering around and answers to the name "Fury," please let him know that his ride is here.
[Gonna just ... blow up any cool factor Fury may have had with the people who worked for him, you're welcome. Also she is ready to blow this popsicle stand because she hasn't realized she can't leave yet. She doesn't want to leave without Fury, not after everything he's done for her.]
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That's me.
[She's not overly tall or intimidating, though the red/blue/gold suit she's wearing is definitely impressive, to say the least. She's also fairly stocky, for a girl, and looks like she's ready to barrel into something at a moment's notice. Probably because she usually is.]
So the last time I saw the Tesseract was in '95, when I left it with Fury for safe keeping. Well, technically I left him with Goose, who had swallowed it, but he said that he would keep it safe.
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Goose?
[ He has no idea who or what could possible swallow the Tesseract and survive. ]
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[She smirks a bit.]
Technically she's not a cat, she's a flerken which is some kind of alien species that looks like a cat but is actually a highly dangerous tentacle beast, but she swallowed the Tesseract when we were playing keep-away with it from the Kree. When I left Earth, she hadn't hacked it up yet, so I left Goose with Fury.
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[ Or not a cat? That's... a lot to unpack but he focuses on the important details. ]
Well, by 2012 the cat had given it back. [ He's a brief rundown. ]
The first time I encountered the Tesseract was in 1945, Hydra was using it during World War 2 to make weapons, after that it was dropped in the arctic and Howard Stark fished it out somewhere between then and 1991 I guess. By 2012 Shield was using it to make weapons and it got stolen by an Asgardian named Loki who tried to take over Earth. We- my team, stopped him and it was sent back to Asgard. Fast forward a few years and now Thanos has gotten his hands on it.
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[GONNA JUST ASSUME THAT ... Asgard getting destroyed got around in the space between Ragnarok and Infinity War. It seems like it would be big news. Anyway, not the point.]
I've heard a little about Thanos. He's kind of like a boogeyman, but we've never crossed paths directly. Probably because ... the Tesseract basically made me.
[She might have to elaborate on that, or she might not, she's going to see how much Steve knows first.]
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More or less. They've been trying to revamp their image recently, so I've been less of a concern, I guess.
[Also she's ninety percent sure they're scared of her.]
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There's no way this is even scratching the surface.]
Kinder, gentler warlike aliens?
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The Kree are all about control. In the beginning, war-like dominance worked for them, but when a planet as ineffectual as Earth managed to push them back they had to start playing the diplomacy side. Renounced the Accusers, all that. Now, they don't support their war mongering ways, but they don't really do much to stop it either.
[She pauses.]
No offense intended to Earth. I'm from there, after all. But in terms of the galaxy, Terrans are kind of small fish.
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And she's used to being underestimated.] We have enough problems without more aliens thinking we're trouble.
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Zap-Bang. I like it. I usually just call it a photon blast, but Zap-Bang has personality.
[Which is always a good sign in Carol's book. She loves it when things have style.]
But tell me about the Queens. What do you mean they're in charge but they're not?
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Wellll, there's the Red Queen and the White Queen. There was a Queen of Hearts, too? But she like...vanished before I got here. Or maybe died? I don't know, it's weird. The Red Queen rules this side, the White Queen rules over the Mirror Side- did...did anyone mention Mirrors to you yet? Because that's a whooooole other can of worms.
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[She's read the brochure, but she's learned that sometimes first hand experiences are better than someone else's notes.]
Do you have experience with the mirrors yourself?
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[He nods.]
I met a Mirror of one of my friends here. He was...okay? More confident than the one on this side of things. It was pretty okay. I met another one of my friends' Mirrors that's the other way, a lot quieter. Neither of them were terrible people- but I know that's not the case for all of them.
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