entrancelogs | + We are Under Attack! +

Who: EVERYONE
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: 9/14 - 9/21
Rating: PG-13, warn if going higher.
Summary: The Jabberwock is loose, and seemingly unstoppable, and her Majesty the Red Queen is nowhere to be found! Will you take up arms against the monster? Will you rush to the aid of others? Or will you need that aid yourself, as something much more powerful has also escaped?
The Story:

The Jabberwocky’s roar can be heard all across Wonderland, and the Red Queen is nowhere to be found.

However! Wonderland has scattered help across the mansion! Hidden in various places are duplicates of the Vorpal Weapons, ready to aid anyone who finds them in staying alive and uneaten as long as possible.

The mirror boundaries have shattered, leaving glass scattered everywhere, and Mirrors able to cross over as they like. But something else has crossed over with them - the entire contents of the Core are slinking around, waiting to snatch the memories of someone unfortunate enough to open up its hiding place.

Looking for more details, or have some questions? The OOC post is right over here!

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The Jabberwock doesn't seem immediately aware of what Bill's trying to do, too busy being irritated that its prey is just gone. Sure, there's plenty of other prey wandering around, but none of them has the Vorpal Shield, which would be a fantastic acquisition.

Then it raises its head and whips it around, snapping at the air as though aware of those threads Bill has cast toward it.

Ah, fuck, I can't believe you've done this?

This is not supposed to happen, see, the Jabberwock should definitely be having an out of body experience now.

Bill, desperate, is going to try to give one more sharp yank before fleeing the premises. Shit shit shit shit shit.

Don't think it will let you get away so easily, Triangle.

The Jabberwock shifts its weight, then seems to phase out of sight, looking for Bill wherever he might be hiding. It's a creature that was made to transcend space and though it doesn't do so all that often, it is willing to when it's found worthy prey.

Bill is not so far away; he's in the Mindscape, the plane above the physical one that touches both the Real Side and the Dream Side without actually giving him access to either. The Jabberwock appears in it and Bill yells and then pops up hundreds and hundreds of copies of himself, like a house of mirrors. They all scatter and shuffle and jumble. Okay. Okay. Let's try to fix this.

"HEY, J!" The nearest copy says, brazenly pretending that they're on friendly terms and that he hadn't just tried to possess the Jabberwock like not even five seconds ago. "GREAT TO SEE YOU MADE IT ALL THE WAY OUT THERE, REALLY GREAT."

In this form, the Jabberwock doesn't talk. The only thing it does in this form is eat.

It snaps its jaws around the Bill that just spoke, swallowing him whole. And then it does the same to the next Bill, and then a whole swath of them at the same time. It will find the real one.

Ah, shit, and fuck -

"HEY WAIT - !" The second Bill says, before it gets snapped up. It smears like paint when the jaws close on it, pops into bright yellow drizzles of imagination and sparks of blue magic.

"LISTEN, I WAS JUST TRYING TO USE-" The second one breaks the same way, and the other copies are starting to scatter in all directions now.

" -IF I COULD BRIDGE OFF OF YOU WE COULD BOTH GET INTO THE REAL WORLD - OW, DON'T -!" Pop - third, fourth, fifth, sixth, all speaking in unison and all dissipated.

"I'M STILL USEFUL! I'VE GOT CONNECTIONS - aw jeez - " Pop!

The rest of the swarm tessellates together into a massive single Bill, who turns into another Jabberwock - leaner, scrappier, with yellow venom on its claws and spines. It hisses.

"WE BOTH HAVE THE SAME POWERS, BUT YOU GET TO WALTZ AROUND OUT THERE ON THE PHYSICAL PLANE! CAN YOU BLAME ME?"

The Jabberwocky growls, then seems to smile. It doesn't speak, but it doesn't think it needs to. It snaps its jaws once, almost experimentally, bear-trap teeth glistening. Its wings splay out around it and it roars. It's animalistic, yes, but it also gets the point across: it's the only monster Wonderland's got room for. So Bill has to go. Sure it can't get rid of him permanently, but it can get him out of its face for now.

Bill flinches and then shifts back to himself and flashes as much light and noise as he can, blinding and deafening.

"EAT THIS!"

He's hoping he can stun the Jabberwocky long enough to disappear again. Of course, staying still to do this is absolutely leaving him open for a chomp.

And a chomp is what he gets. The light and noise might have had an effect on the Jabberwock on the Real Side or the Mirror Side or even the Dream Side. But in this place that isn't really any of those, it's unaffected. And even if it weren't, its reflexes would have told it where to bring down its teeth.

Chomp: Acquired.

Bill shrieks, more fury than pain, and the sound comes out glitched and fragmented. He shifts rapidly in the Jabberwock's jaws: one moment made of white-hot metal, then nothing but a wisp of cloud, then a writhing mass of acid-yellow serpents, then a tessellating Sierpinski gasket made of razor wire, then a tiny, imploding black hole.

"GET! OFF!"

It will not get off. Its mouth is like an extra-dimensional bear trap and it isn't letting go. It gives its head a shake, long neck whipping from side to side, before swallowing whatever it managed to get its jaws around.

Wire and lava and stone tears and Bill shrieks. The Jabberwock got about a third of him, and the rest is scrambling to escape as soon as it hits the ground.

There's no blood, or gore - Bill is largely an imaginary creature, made of energy and magic.

Bill won't get away that easily. The Jabberwocky strikes at him again, snake-like, its bulk following the lead of its head as it darts after him, much faster than something its size ought to be.

This bite punctures his eye, fangs sinking into clear gel and searing energy. Bill vomits backwards chanting, shifts rapidly backwards through every form he's ever assumed. Grows limbs, loses them, glitches like a failing television as a cascade failure makes his bricks go dark one by one -

"-̷ ̴!̴E̴M̵I̸T̸ ̸S̸I̶H̴T̶ ̴T̷H̸G̴I̵R̸ ̸T̵I̵ ̵T̸E̶G̴ ̴R̸E̶T̷T̸E̷B̴ ̴D̸'̷U̶O̸Y̴ ̵-̸ ̶L̸ ̴T̵ ̴O̷ ̸L̷ ̵O̷ ̷X̷ ̶A̸"

An infrasonic impact rocks the mindscape as he shatters into slivers and dust.

The Jabberwock, confident that that is sorted, shakes its head and shifts back into Wonderland's Real Side. Time to eat some folks.

+ We are Under Attack! +

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u have my permission to kill this dumbass

>:3

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