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Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket | OPEN
Who: EVERYONE and all the stars in the sky
Where: Mostly on the grounds, though some have crashed through windows and walls.
When: 2/29 → 3/6
Rating: PG-13, label it if you're gonna go higher.
Summary: Shooting stars have fallen in Wonderland, and they're bringing with them glimmers of Wonderyears past! A catch all log for the fallen star holograms.
The Story:
Each glittering, golden star brings the woosh of a sonic boom and there are impacts that shake the whole world. They crash hard into the snow, the trees, and even break through a few windows. None of them leave behind meteors or space debris, but instead just a glimmering cloud at each point of impact. In each gold light is a projection, a scene lit by starlight and moondust, a memory of years ago. Even if someone were to be struck by one, it would simply pass through them.
These are just the first stars to fall. More will come the next night, and the night after that, and perhaps even more. When budding astronomers look upward, they will notice fewer and fewer constellations dot the night sky with each passing day.
All memories are semi-opaque, and will play in a loop in one spot the whole time. Most stars will have landed somewhere on the grounds, but some might have crashed through a window, playing their memory inside the mansion. Characters can listen to and watch the scenes as many times as they like, but they will be unable to influence or interact with the memories in any way.
You can make a top level comment with all the scenes people will get to see. Please include who is in your memory and where it can be found somewhere in your top level. Either prose or [action brackets] are welcome! And finally, check out our plotting post for reminders on what everyone's doing, or ideas for the finishing touches on your memories or the most recent event announcement for more on the falling stars.
Where: Mostly on the grounds, though some have crashed through windows and walls.
When: 2/29 → 3/6
Rating: PG-13, label it if you're gonna go higher.
Summary: Shooting stars have fallen in Wonderland, and they're bringing with them glimmers of Wonderyears past! A catch all log for the fallen star holograms.
The Story:
Each glittering, golden star brings the woosh of a sonic boom and there are impacts that shake the whole world. They crash hard into the snow, the trees, and even break through a few windows. None of them leave behind meteors or space debris, but instead just a glimmering cloud at each point of impact. In each gold light is a projection, a scene lit by starlight and moondust, a memory of years ago. Even if someone were to be struck by one, it would simply pass through them.
These are just the first stars to fall. More will come the next night, and the night after that, and perhaps even more. When budding astronomers look upward, they will notice fewer and fewer constellations dot the night sky with each passing day.
All memories are semi-opaque, and will play in a loop in one spot the whole time. Most stars will have landed somewhere on the grounds, but some might have crashed through a window, playing their memory inside the mansion. Characters can listen to and watch the scenes as many times as they like, but they will be unable to influence or interact with the memories in any way.
You can make a top level comment with all the scenes people will get to see. Please include who is in your memory and where it can be found somewhere in your top level. Either prose or [action brackets] are welcome! And finally, check out our plotting post for reminders on what everyone's doing, or ideas for the finishing touches on your memories or the most recent event announcement for more on the falling stars.
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elena is going to bump into him as he's leaving, not that she can be sure he's seen anything just yet. she'll take a step back before they collide, smiling an innocent smile. see? she's just a girl. a girl who most definitely wasn't talking about vampires and magic like it's yesterday's news. ]
... Hi. [ how much did you see, dashing good sir? ]
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He looks a little surprised when she steps up as he's departing, but he's quick to recover, offering her a friendly smile. ]
Ahh, it's the little artist's assistant, I see. [ He's teasing her, in case that wasn't clear. ] My apologies if I've intruded on something private.
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but old habits die hard, and elena wavers. ]
It's not your fault. [ that much is true. his teasing alleviates some of the tension that sets on her shoulders. ] It looks like everyone's privacy is being invaded. [ she's stumbled on holograms that are admittedly much more intimate and revealing. ]
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[ His own tone is a little dry, because he's seen quite a few of the memories himself, and how they can range from the mundane to the downright volatile. ]
I take it this isn't a memory you remember having?
[ He's also noticed this seemed to be a trend with the visions playing out all over the manor and grounds. ]
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Not at all.
[ she isn't even lying, though she certainly omits the full truth. she's hoping her firm refusal keeps him from asking too many questions about the memory itself. and as luck would have it, elena isn't without a dry, snarky bone of her own, volleying a question right back at him. ]
I take it this isn't the first time Wonderland's decided to collectively mess with its residents?
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[ His words are wry, accompanies with a faint grimace. ]
I have only been here a few months myself, but this place often changes the rules of what we know and what we remember, it seems. At least these little pockets of memory seem relatively harmless, if confusing.
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Do you think there's any chance they're real? The memories.
[ if not real to them, then to somebody. ]
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Perhaps somewhere. Time doesn't always flow in a straight line. And it can be... interrupted. Possibilities can always exist outside of what we know, or what we remember. I don't have a certain answer I can give you, I'm afraid. Not about this. I'm no mage, and deciphering the will or purpose of a spell is beyond me.
[ He glances over, giving her a curious look. ] Does it trouble you to think that it might be?
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[ elena is no mage, either. she's resourceful and quick on her feet, but she's been thrust into a world much different to her own. even its magic is unfamiliar, much to bonnie's frustration, and the currency is memories. she keeps clinging to the answers she finds, but they only lead to more questions. ]
I don't know what troubles me more. The fact they might be real or that we can easily forget anything they want us to.
[ whoever 'they' is. dipper mentioned a core, but elena remains on guard. ]
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[ He heaves a long-suffering sigh, shooting the scene an exasperated glance. ]
It wouldn't be the first time it's done such.
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I just wish there was more to go on. Every time I try to learn more, all I end up with is more questions.
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[ Granted, he'd often felt that way back home as well, so it's beginning to be a bit of a familiar feeling for him. ]
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So Wonderland is like a hydra? Chop the head off and it'll only grow more heads. [ that's the best explanation she's heard so far, brennan. she'll just stick with the analogy. elena officially likes you. ] I'm Elena, by the way. I keep forgetting to start with that.
[ in their defense, wonderland is providing them with ample and perplexing distractions. ]
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And where are my manners? My apologies, Lady Elena. Brennan Trevelyan, at your service. [ She even gets a flourished bow with just the right manner of politeness in the dip. Somewhere he's sure Josie is very proud. ]
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there haven't been reasons to smile lately, but he'll get a genuine and almost surprised laugh out of her. ] Ah. So you're one of those. [ the charming ones. elena will reciprocate with flourish of her own, curtsying a bit in response. ] Sir Brennan, your manners are right where they should be.
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[ Her laugh gets a grin from him as he straightens once more. ] One of what, precisely? I'm not sure I'm one of anything. Although I'm sure those that made sure my manners were impeccable are breathing a sigh of relief right now.
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My mistake! [ though there's still a faint smile twitching on her lips. she still has her suspicions, mind. ] Whoever they were, they can rest assured that your manners have gone nowhere. [ that was a very nice bow, brennan. a+ ]
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No, they do. It's just ... [ small towns like the ones elena comes from certainly place a lot of emphasis on propriety and image. and then there's the salvatores... ] They're a little different. I guess that's what happens when you bring people to Wonderland from all kinds of places.
[ at least elena's century and geographical space seems to be well-represented. ]
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We certainly do have a wide and varied range of very strange places represented here, it's true. I learn stranger and stranger things every day here, it seems.
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If you'd told me a month ago that I'd suddenly find myself in a pocket dimension a world away, I wouldn't have believed you. It would be beyond strange. But I believe it now. [ and sometimes, that's the important thing. belief. ] And I think that's how we'll find a way out of here. It won't be because we refuse to accept that magic and other worlds are real. It'll be because we're learning that they are.
[ it'll be because they're choosing to learn. she has to believe that eventually, they'll find a way to harness that knowledge. use it to their advantage.
those who remain closed-minded to the possibilities—they'll struggle more. ]
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My understanding of the world over the past few years has been all about adapting and learning the impossible isn't quite so unusual after all. This place... might be straining those expectations even further, it's true, but I prefer to look at it as an opportunity instead.
...I'm still trying to decide what it's an opportunity for, but I'm certain that will be made clearer in time. Or so I hope.
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There's nothing wrong with having a little bit of hope.
[ even in her most jaded and cynical of days, elena has tried to remind herself that she has to hope. and maybe hope sometimes is just synonymous for sheer determination, but if she didn't have it, she wouldn't get out of bed. ]
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I've always found it quite necessary, in fact.
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[ the smile lingers, but her eyes are clouded with a similar understanding, and not without a certain heaviness. she tries to shake it off, but maybe it's the kind of thing that will reside in her forever. (there is more to her than gloomy graveyard girl; there is.) ] I should go check on my friend.
[ in truth, bonnie's magic is on display, more so than any of elena's secrets. ] But it was nice to meet you.
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