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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] dodged_and_burned 2016-06-29 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[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.]