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Who: You! !oot ,uoy dnA
Where: Wonderland, both Real and Mirror side
When: June 3 to June 10
Rating: PG-13, will vary by thread, warnings for higher ratings appreciated
Summary: A catch-all log for Mirrors and Reals during the reverse espionage event. Anything from Mirrors leading their daily lives, over Reals reacting to the show, to Reals and Mirrors exchanging messages goes here. Just label your locations and sides accordingly!
The Story:

Your own medicine is worth twice the sweetness in the bush, that is what they say! Here is my plan, now make sure you listen well, or you get it wrong, and then I would need to pair you all up, for only two even wrongs set my head back on right, and we've no time for such things, no time at all, do we?

As mighty as the sharpest blade, as stout as the hardest shield, a spool of thread woven from hearts of gold. It must exist, and I must have it! She'll do worse to my head if I search, but you'll help, won't you? I will let you see, and you will be my eyes! All good things come tomorrow - then I'll let you see, and you'll be my eyes, and when it's all done you'll use your own mouths to tell my personal ears all you know, won't you?

All of Wonderland's mirrors are suddenly working in reverse. The Real side can see everything, and the Mirror side is left with nothing but their own reflections. Details of the event can be found here.

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[this is not the bonnie he knows. peter realizes that, but it doesn't stop him from watching extra close when it comes to her because it is her. he wonders if bonnie on this side is watching or if she's avoiding as intensely as she possibly can,

and he writes on the mirrors to see how the other side will respond (like there are answers there, like there is information to be found out, like- like he can somehow parse through all the information to understand). this is the creepy, scary aspect of wonderland which he'd always managed to set aside since first learning about it.]

What do you wish you could change?

[it is written on the mirror, not knowing who will respond to it, not knowing if anyone will]

[ peter will see bonnie's mirror lift a hand to smash the mirror, but her brain moves faster and the words sink into her subconscious. her eyes narrow, but it's the only tic she allows herself.

this bonnie must be the mountain. unmovable and unwavering. it takes so much work to hold herself together against elena. it's an easy answer to this question -- too bad she won't give it. instead, a cynical scoff leads into: ]

What wouldn't I change?

[peter sees it, and he winces at the smashing even as the answer to the question comes with that cynical scoff of hers. his mouth parts. how terrible IS it over there? it seems- it seems like a nightmare honestly]

There's nothing you'd keep the same? [he clears his throat and shifts on his feet at the words, writing more despite himself, jotting down answers (are they answers really? they're just more words, more words and more questions, and he knows nothing more than when he started, but it's bonnie and he can't help but ask for more)]

Are you and Elena friends there?

[ she forces herself to stay still once more. it's important to give away as little as possible. she has to hide what weakness is left in her; what part of her still cares. too bad she's giving it away simply by continuing the conversation. ]

Who the hell is this?

[peter can't help but look close (too close), wondering if- he swallows, glancing down again as he sees how much she stays still like she's on guard. what the hell do some of these mirrors go through? what did bonnie go through? he writes back.]

Peter Parker.

[ her chin lifts. ]

And that's what you want to ask me?

I want to ask you a lot of things, but I know questions are discouraged over there so I don't want to get you into trouble or anything.

Mostly I [it's hard to see her like this. it's not bonnie but it is at the same time, and he's-

Are you okay?

[ don't move. don't blink. don't breathe. ]

Better than she is.

Wait, better than who? Tell me.

[peter wants to know what's going on. he wants to help (he always wants to help, always tries)]

Bonnie.

[ ok she can't help it; the mirror rolls her eyes. ]

Being a martyr only ends one way.

[peter freezes, halts, as his mouth parts, and he stares, and he shakes his head like that will somehow will it away (death.). he can't even say that he doesn't see where- bonnie puts the responsibility of fixing this place, fixing events that happen entirely on herself. it's not like it would-

like it's that far fetched, but it's still terrifying to think of, and he hastily scribbles a reply as fast as he can, handwriting barely legible because he needs to know.]

How do I save her?

[ the dark seems to reach out from bonnie, now. soft and yet grainy like soil growing sumptuous truffles and worked in with hands that know every grain and speck.

where she'd been the motionless smooth glass of a black lake at night, ripples form now and the ice melts away. this is bonnie's power in motion; pulled from depths of an earth she's not connected to -- maybe had never set foot on. this is iron forged again and again across generations. ]

Bonnie is descended from millenia of witches and she's only just discovering how powerful she can be. She was seeded into the earth from its creation, a star in motion. Not some ... science lab screw up.

[ with this, she waves a hand in the mirror's direction. ]

And despite her ignorance, she feels it. So enjoy fighting her pride, Peter. Because that's what will kill her.

[peter's mouth parts as he sees the way the dark reaches out from her. she is utterly, intensely powerful, and he never doubted it from the moment they met, but he is seeing it with such clearness in this moment.

he shakes his head even though bonnie can't see it. it's not like she's wrong. he's not descended from anything, this isn't fate. he poked his head where he shouldn't have, and an accident made him what he is and he is the reason there was a lizard man to save everyone from to start with. people call him a superhero, but he isn't.

he's the furthest thing from it, and it sticks with him (more than what she says about him which is stuff he already knew) but what she says about bonnie. pride. he's seen how much she's wanted to solve the problems around here, whatever the cost to herself.]

Does using magic hurt you

her?

It can't hurt me anymore.

[ is that enough inflection for you? ]

It can hurt the Bonnie over here though.

I don't know what to do. I want to save you. Her.

[ she shakes her head. ]

It sounds to me like your pride is a problem, too.

It's- Uh, it's responsibility. I'm supposed to. I-

[oh, right, wouldn't that same theory apply to bonnie then? but he doesn't want it to. he doesn't want her to use all of her power if that means killing her, hurting her in some way. he refuses.]

[ bonnie looks ... satisfied. it seems like her point is starting to sink in. ]

Good luck, Peter.

[ her hand touches the mirror, and it splinters into a million pieces. ]

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