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[ en ] tranceway . m . o . d . s. ([personal profile] vitaelamorte) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2016-06-03 10:12 am

'Tis rather inconvenient like this. +

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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[personal profile] saved 2016-06-05 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, to be fair, I haven't watched you before so you might be different than some of the scarier versions of people over there. No offense.

The mirrors are really the main source of entertainment over there? It's not ever creepy watching yourself?
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[personal profile] fatalistics 2016-06-07 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not watching myself. She's not me, the variables between us are practically infinite.
Edited 2016-06-07 20:37 (UTC)
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[personal profile] saved 2016-06-08 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
So it's really that easy for you? To detach yourself because you're different from the person on the other side?
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[personal profile] fatalistics 2016-06-08 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
And why shouldn't it be easy? She may wear my face, but we are nothing alike.
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[personal profile] saved 2016-06-09 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know. I guess I would be curious. What makes you so different from her?
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[personal profile] fatalistics 2016-06-12 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Everything. I'm smarter than she is, for one. And infinitely prettier, as you can see. Plus I have a few more tricks up my sleeve than she does.
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[personal profile] saved 2016-06-12 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Peter does not comment on the prettier since he thinks they probably look very, very similar though he doesn't know who the real version of her is or who she is. But yes, they are both beautiful women]

What sorts of tricks?
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[personal profile] fatalistics 2016-06-14 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, this and that. [She snaps her fingers and a small flame appears between them, which Elizabeth transfers from one end of her hand and back as though she were rolling a coin between them, before extinguishing it.] But you wouldn't want me to give away all of my secrets, would you? At least not until we're better acquainted.
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[personal profile] saved 2016-06-17 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Peter stares at the flame as it appears between her fingers, and he watches her wield it like- like it's nothing, like it's a coin.] That was amazing. If getting better acquainted helps you feel more comfortable sharing, I'm Peter. Peter Parker. I've only been here for a few months. Still learning the ropes.
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[personal profile] fatalistics 2016-06-18 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Charmed, I'm sure. [She tries to recall if she's seen a Peter in her observations of the real Elizabeth, but draws a blank. She does so hate not being able to see through the mirrors, to put a face to the name.] You can call me Liz, Peter.