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[vitaelamorte]

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.

Comments

totally fine!!

[shived]

[ "Ellie" reacts immediately. The spray paint can falls, clattering to the ground, and the girl whips around with a jagged knife in her hand. She's closed half the distance before she realizes that it's just another girl (another Mirror) and then she freezes like an animal mid-hunt. ]

The fuck? [ She demands, lip curled in a snarl. ] I almost killed you.

[ She may still, depending. Ellie eyes the mask, not understanding, not one to really watch her own Real. ]

What do you want?

[dodged_and_burned]

[Max smiles beneath the mask as the other girl approaches. It'd be a pretty simple thing to rewind if she needs to, before getting stabbed to death. But there's no need to, as Ellie freezes.]

...You don't get the joke.

[That's disappointing. Max lets out a groan and takes off the mask.]

Dude, you should watch your own real thing.

[shived]

No? [ And she watches Max with wary disdain as she removes the mask. ] Why should I? They're stupid. They don't have a clue.

[ Even her own Real, with all the things she's seen, has gone soft. The Mirror spits at the ground, frowning hard. ]

What's the point of making jokes if this whole place is a joke? [ She mutters. ]

[dodged_and_burned]

[Max frowns and puts her palm to her forehead.] Oh nooo, you're one of the "I hate everyone and everything, what is my life" mirrors.

[Actually she has no idea if any other mirror is like that- not the ones she's run into so far, at least. Her expression change to one of concern.] Ellie. It's okay. I can help you through this difficult time in your life!

[shived]

[ ... the fuck ]

Uh-- No? [ In fact, the offer from the other Mirror just makes her more suspicious, more inclined to try and take her out, or at least to run off. ] It's not a "difficult time;" the whole thing is a mess. Yeah, it sucks, and I'm not sorry for saying it.

[ How could anyone think otherwise? ]

Why're you so... happy? [ She poses, frowning decidedly. ]

[dodged_and_burned]

[Max's face finally settles into a soft, bland smile.] I'm happy because I've finally learned to appreciate the small things in life.

Don't you get it, Ellie? [She gestures gently to the other girl, holding out her hand.] Life isn't about looking at the bad side. If you didn't have a real thing, you wouldn't even be alive. If the Queen wasn't so generous, you and I wouldn't be having this conversation- or any conversation at all.

[A step closer. Somehow, Max makes it non-threatening, almost hesitant. In fact she squats down so that she looks smaller, vulnerable. Her smile becomes friendlier and less plain.] There's food here- good food. There's enough to keep us entertained.

We're like... We're like cats. Do you have any idea how many people wish they were cats? Just sleeping and eating all the time, once in a while socializing and being admired. Being taken care of. [She looks away, into a nearby mirror.] It's better than any zombie apocalypse, isn't it? Or infected apocalypse- whatever. The point is, there's so much to be grateful for. And I hope you see that someday.

[shived]

[ Max... isn't wrong. Though she doesn't like it, Ellie clearly hears the message, squirming where she stands and frowning intently. They have good lives, it's true. They have food and lodging and weapons and supplies. She runs her tongue over her lips, chewing, considering. ]

... Sometimes, we have to fight. [ She says finally, as if trying to gather up the last scraps of her argument. ] The Queen made us, but she doesn't care about us. We're just her pawns. And she made some really messed up Mirrors. Have you seen them? They're maniacs.

[ Dangerous to everyone, not just the Reals. ]

I get what you're saying. [ Ellie mutters. ] But it's not always that simple.

1/2

[dodged_and_burned]

[Maniacs?

Lolz

From her place crouched on the ground, Max grins at Ellie, the little twinkle returning to her eyes.

Oh man, she. She bought it. God!]

You're right... it- it never is! [Her voice breaks down as she can't hold back her laughter anymore. With giggles and half-suppressed snorts she slips back on the raptor mask... and holds out a hand.

Time starts to bend backwards- rewinding at her whim.

In half-blurred visions, like watching a damaged film in reverse, Ellie's tongue runs over her lips. An ethereal, ghostly Max stands back up, steps backwards, lowers her hand.

But that's not the Max that matters- that's just the ghostly images of the timeline. Time bends to her, never the other way around! The actual Max is still on the ground, raptor mask over her head, grinning like a... like a maniac!

And when the rewind stops, when she decides enough is enough, it will seem like she's teleported- one moment standing, having just taken the mask off, Ellie asking her why she's so happy (because she's a motherfucking troll, that's why!)-

2/2

[dodged_and_burned]

-and the next moment leaping up from her crouched position, the mask suddenly back on.]

ROOOOOARRR! [She screams at the other girl, somehow louder than before.]

[shived]

[ That is enough of that. When Max seems to teleport, when she jumps-scares Ellie again, the Mirror startles, whipping her pistol out and pointing it right between the other's eyes. ]

Cut it out. [ She yells, still breathing heavily after the scare. Her eyes are wide, her mannerisms... almost primal. The gun may not be a threat to Max, but she doesn't know that, and it makes Ellie feel safer. ] What-- How did you--

[ And then she shakes her head hard. ]

Never mind. You know what? I'm done with this.

[ She starts to move away, though the gun is still aimed at Max, in case she tries something else. ]

[dodged_and_burned]

[Max giggles and giggles and chortles and laughs and sinks to the ground. On her knees, bent over, laughing, hands clutching her sides beneath her hoodie.

She hardly even watches Ellie back away- the sound of the firing pistol would be enough warning.

The laughter doesn't last long. As it dies down she has to blink tears out of her eyes, hands still at her sides.]

S-sorry, okay! I'll make it up to you... next time.

[And she giggles and giggles again. She has a hard time speaking through her snorting.]

Good- good luck with the- with the cat thing! [Okay, sorry Ellie, you won't get the joke but Max has completely lost it, laughing so hard she can no longer speak.]