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entrancelogs2019-12-15 01:55 pm
singloversing) wrote in entrancelogs2019-12-15 01:55 pm
What do you do with a BA in English? | OPEN
Who: Wirt [singloversing] and YOU
Where: Mostly the library, unless you drag him away from it
When: December 1st - 24th
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Wirt tries to help in the only way he's equipped to - by reading poetry.
The Story:
A. Library (Dec 1st-12th)
It starts out as Wirt avoiding things, as is often the case for him when something is troubling him. He doesn't know how to feel about what he's discovered about himself, or rather what he is apparently lacking. He's fortunate, he supposes, in that he said exactly the right thing (or the wrong thing, perhaps) to make everyone around him know exactly what was missing.
So, he knows what the hole is. There's a hole where a brother is supposed to be, a brother he doesn't remember and has never known.
The first few days of the month are spent with his nose in non-fiction books on memory, because it's the easiest comfort. Maybe he can...fix it? No, he can't fix it. But he can learn more about it and that's nearly as good.
But then, people start to bring him poetry from their advent calendars, asking for interpretations as though they're fortunes or ill omens, or have some sort of secret code. And at first, he's unsure if he's qualified to interpret them that way, but he's easily roped into it. By the tenth day, even he's received a poem, one that's haunting given his current situation.
Forget not yet. Forget not yet.
B. Library Again (Dec 13th-18th)
The books on memory are quickly replaced by books on poetry, and soon Wirt finds himself in the library nearly every day. There have been a lot of poems given out, and at first he was looking at them individually, but now that there have been so many he's starting to see connections between them.
All of them are sort of dark in their own ways. There's no happy or romantic poetry.
He's copied each one down so he can scribble his own notes and connections between them. He gets so absorbed in this project that it's several days before he realizes what is happening outside.
C. Library - He might just live here now (Dec 19th-23rd)
The influx of poems has come to a halt, and the gifts in his own advent calendar have gotten much worse. Wirt shrieked pretty loud when there was just a live spider in it one day, and the others haven't been much of an improvement.
Things feel rather dire, and Wirt has no idea what to do about it. He snuck a peek outside, just one, and the sight was so startling that he retreated right back into the library. It isn't even the void itself that scares him. As far as he can remember, Wonderland has never had an event last so long before, not even at the holidays.
He saw that message Bill had sent out weeks about, and he's tried not to think about it, but what if it's true? What if Wonderland is just falling apart?
D. Closed to Dipper (December 24th)
Wonderland is closing in on itself, and Wirt is terrified. He almost doesn't want to open the last drawer of his advent calendar, as though he's afraid it might explode or something.
But when he finally summons the nerve, there's only a piece of paper in it. Six lines, written in code. Their similar lengths make him wonder if it's one last poem, but he has no idea how to crack it himself.
Thankfully, he knows someone who does.
Hey, Dipper? I know there's definitely like a lot more to worry about right now but did you get some kind of code in your advent calendar?
E. Other (whenever!)
For anything that doesn't fit anywhere else! ♥
singloversing] and YOUWhere: Mostly the library, unless you drag him away from it
When: December 1st - 24th
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Wirt tries to help in the only way he's equipped to - by reading poetry.
The Story:
A. Library (Dec 1st-12th)
It starts out as Wirt avoiding things, as is often the case for him when something is troubling him. He doesn't know how to feel about what he's discovered about himself, or rather what he is apparently lacking. He's fortunate, he supposes, in that he said exactly the right thing (or the wrong thing, perhaps) to make everyone around him know exactly what was missing.
So, he knows what the hole is. There's a hole where a brother is supposed to be, a brother he doesn't remember and has never known.
The first few days of the month are spent with his nose in non-fiction books on memory, because it's the easiest comfort. Maybe he can...fix it? No, he can't fix it. But he can learn more about it and that's nearly as good.
But then, people start to bring him poetry from their advent calendars, asking for interpretations as though they're fortunes or ill omens, or have some sort of secret code. And at first, he's unsure if he's qualified to interpret them that way, but he's easily roped into it. By the tenth day, even he's received a poem, one that's haunting given his current situation.
Forget not yet. Forget not yet.
B. Library Again (Dec 13th-18th)
The books on memory are quickly replaced by books on poetry, and soon Wirt finds himself in the library nearly every day. There have been a lot of poems given out, and at first he was looking at them individually, but now that there have been so many he's starting to see connections between them.
All of them are sort of dark in their own ways. There's no happy or romantic poetry.
He's copied each one down so he can scribble his own notes and connections between them. He gets so absorbed in this project that it's several days before he realizes what is happening outside.
C. Library - He might just live here now (Dec 19th-23rd)
The influx of poems has come to a halt, and the gifts in his own advent calendar have gotten much worse. Wirt shrieked pretty loud when there was just a live spider in it one day, and the others haven't been much of an improvement.
Things feel rather dire, and Wirt has no idea what to do about it. He snuck a peek outside, just one, and the sight was so startling that he retreated right back into the library. It isn't even the void itself that scares him. As far as he can remember, Wonderland has never had an event last so long before, not even at the holidays.
He saw that message Bill had sent out weeks about, and he's tried not to think about it, but what if it's true? What if Wonderland is just falling apart?
D. Closed to Dipper (December 24th)
Wonderland is closing in on itself, and Wirt is terrified. He almost doesn't want to open the last drawer of his advent calendar, as though he's afraid it might explode or something.
But when he finally summons the nerve, there's only a piece of paper in it. Six lines, written in code. Their similar lengths make him wonder if it's one last poem, but he has no idea how to crack it himself.
Thankfully, he knows someone who does.
Hey, Dipper? I know there's definitely like a lot more to worry about right now but did you get some kind of code in your advent calendar?
E. Other (whenever!)
For anything that doesn't fit anywhere else! ♥