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+ FOURTH WALL EVENT: GENERAL NON-PARTY MINGLE POST +

Who: E V E R Y O N E
Where: Everywhere that isn't one of the parties! Both Sides!
When: Sept 1st to Sept 10th
Rating: G to PG-13 (please label higher ratings, thank you!)
Summary: Wonderful parties are springing up all across Wonderland, but there are still plenty of other places to explore. This is a log for any new arrivals who want to experience different parts of Wonderland life, and any current guests not in the mood for a log or transmission of their own.

Please also see THE FOURTH WALL MASTER POST for rules, information, and all the fun parties you can visit!
The Story:

On the morning of September 1st, everyone in Wonderland, on both Real and Mirror Side, will awake to find one of four possible invitations has been shoved under their doors. The glass has been carefully removed from all mirrors, and everyone will be able to cross to and from Mirror Side with ease, without forcing any sort of swap. The Queen of Hearts' chambers, discovered in the previous event, will be mysteriously inaccessible, leading only to a tearoom.

Additionally, there will be many more Wonderland guests than usual, each of them with their own random invitation and network device (wired to make replies only). As the week goes on, as per the invitations, more and more parties will appear (and everyone is invited to all of them, whether they received an invitation or not). But who brought them here? Why are there so many parties? Who is responsible for all of this exactly?

It's anyone's guess, though if parties or riddles are not your style, then there is always plenty more to see...

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[Souji's smile was a reflex at that, but he had to raise a hand to wipe away his tears before they had the chance to fall.]

...I'm so glad.

[There was so much else he could have said, but he knew Minato already knew it all.]

...I can understand that. I'm pretty grateful I haven't had to deal with many of the Mirrors before.

[Even the time he'd ended up on the Mirror side of the Mansion, he hadn't run into any Mirrors themselves.

He lapses into silence for a moment before adding:]

I can understand feeling tired, too.

"Turkey is the hardest part." It's too big and it comes out dry unless you pay close attention. Souji's a bit better with foods that take less time. And foods he can cook in tiny Japanese kitchens like his uncle's.

"But the rest isn't bad. It was just a matter of figuring out how it's supposed to taste and getting it to taste that way."

He seasons some ground beef as he talks before flattening it into patties, not too thick or too thin, packed tightly enough so they don't crumble when he flips them.

Absolutely from experience. But no, it's not here. Too big, I think. It doesn't seem like it likes things bigger than the mansion.

[... Their Chara liked this fact, so. She bets they will, too.]

I do have a tank, though. Pulled it from an event a couple months ago. It's a copy of one I used to have a couple years ago.

[Charas and Tanks sound like a universal constant, at least.]

[Minato nodded into Yuu. It was so different being here, he had to remember what it was like.]

We did a lot here.

[There were so many things they had done that Minato was slowly bringing them back all to the forefront of his thoughts.]

[Minato smiled too, bringing his hand up to catch and brush away any stray tears. He was so glad too that he could tell Souji just what he had accomplished. It meant so much, as selfish as thought it was to be saved, but Souji had given him something that he couldn't ever repay him for, and that was the chance to live in the world he had saved.]

Did you... want me to tell you?

[He had lived the story, he played a part in it but was only supporting. Souji was the one who carried out that story. It was almost like a dream, almost not real, not until Minato had opened his eyes and woken up in that very world he thought he had left behind. But he had some reservations as he didn't know if he could tell Souji, if he should, if Souji wanted to hear it, if it would affect anything at all. But how could it, if this place were removed from time?

Still, he left the decision up to Souji. That would be fair.]

[She doesn't really know what she's gotten herself into here, watches them carefully as she goes. They've... they've died before. She knows this. Is this what it felt like then, too?]

You're not alone in all that, alright? I'm gonna get you to some help, even if I have to do it myself. I'm a decent combat medic.

[She hasn't died yet from patching herself up on the field, at least.]

But I still need you to keep talking to me. Don't fall asleep.

yeah, heh. you lucked out. had my fill of mirrors back during that event where the glass turned around.

[Nothing quite like seeing a version of your brother trying to murder a version of yourself.]

heh, it's nothing new for me. i'm always tired. the roof is a pretty good place for a nap, though, usually.

_{[Family.

His scar tissue is thick; there's not much these days that can seep past the concrete layer of apathy and anger to cut through the tough, deadened layer of cynicism underneath. To really make him feel. But no matter how tough he's made himself, family is like a spear thrust into that one chink in his hellfire-forged armor.

Adam's expression goes tense, the muscles along his jaw tightening and then relaxing in a slow, visceral cringe like a wave cresting and passing on its way.

Everything always comes back to the Winchesters.]}

Because I don't have family. You heard it straight from the orphan's mouth.

_{[He makes a play for casual and would have pulled it off if not for the crinkle in his nose like a bad smell is in the air. What she says is true, and it's not true. His dad's side of the family is a stink that just won't wash off.]}

[ he appreciates the squeeze of her hand, looking to her with a small smile. ]

I think I fell down the other rabbit hole.

[ the one that doesn't have a miniature door and then a giant one leading the way out right behind it. ]

I've tried running. I've run on the ocean [ he sweeps his hand out in the general direction of the water, it suddenly becoming louder to him now that he focuses on it instead of his footsteps and his friend. ] and each time I get out there, I end up in the pool. I don't even hit anything. I just end up on the second floor inside the mansion.

[ he lifts his shoulders, feeling helpless ] I've tried to go as fast as I did to get to National City, but I just never hit that speed. Or I have to go faster. I think Wonderland vibrates at a different frequency.

Show me.

[That demand comes out without any sort of prior consultation. No 'but Chara, what if she's trying to lure you into a trap' or 'but Chara you hate being within 12 parsecs of an adult'. Those come slamming into their brain 0.05 of a second after the words have left their mouth, never to be retrieved, because for one single, unfathomable moment the only word in their head was 'tank'.

But they'll be damned if they're seen to backpedal. They won't let her catch them by surprise. So instead they press the issue.]

Show me right now.

[There.]

[Pearl smiles brightly, folding her hands behind her back.]

I've only learned what I could with some on-hand experience and books but, it'd be great to learn alongside someone else for a change.

[Pearl lifts her hands, clearing her throat.] But I digress! You should have some time to adjust here. There's a lot to take in. The sights and especially the diversity of people here.

Curiosity. What else? [Dipper doesn't want world domination. He just wants to know everything. He wants the power that comes from that knowledge too, of course, but really the knowledge is the important part.]

You're not Real. You're something else.

Nice to meet you in... this period of time.

[And it really is. McGucket may have recovered some of his sanity, relatively speaking, but he's still married to a raccoon. And he still plays banjo, though that one may be unfixable.]

[ His hands are on her skin, and for a moment that's enough of a realization to snap her out of it. Nodding slowly, she relaxes and then other thoughts begin to crop up as she turns to get her shirt. But she doesn't know if she should say anything else out loud in regards to what happened. Or rather, what was about to happen. ]

I'll just...stay here for the rest of whatever is happening out there.

[It's a more gracious response than Ford deserves, but he realizes he should be expecting it. Fiddleford was always forgiving and loyal with just enough of a weird streak.

Ford looks at his hands. Forgiveness isn't a word that's crossed his mind much during his lifetime. Clearly that was a mistake--one of many. Nine, even six months ago, this meeting would have gone differently. Slowly, painfully reconciling with Stan has been a window into the mistakes Ford's made; but more importantly, that he still has a chance to fix them.

He glances back up at his friend and offers a hand.]

Can you forgive me, Fiddleford? I'm sorry.

You questioned the Jabberwocky?

[That is so cool.]

I have so many issues with time right now. [He scrubs a hand down his face. Time is so much more complicated than he'd once thought.]

But it's not, it can't be, not if there's a chance we get sent back and remember everything we learn here. Because then we'd let that influence our choices and everything would change and who knows what kind of damage it would do to the timeline. [And didn't they mess with it enough already on their own? He waves a hand dismissively.] Basically, you don't have to worry about me telling you anything because I'm totally not taking that kind of risk. [Even if it could be helpful in some cases.]

[... Oh boy. Ooh boy. He'll do his best to answer all of these questions, but of course the one being asked now is the most difficult to put into words.]

... You were, uh. You had... quit the project. I refused to shut down the portal and you left. I found out later you started a cult called the Society of the Blind Eye that used your memory gun to erase your memories and the memories of others in the town.

[Ford clears his throat.] You used that thing on yourself so much that you lost your mind.

[He looks as awkward as he feels.]

[He sits upright, but he doesn't advance further; just sits there politely, hands folded.]

I'm sorry. I'm not the Stanford you know, but I am benevolent. [For River's sake, Ford closes the extra eyes and tries to withdraw his inhuman appearance. It's marginally successful.]

... Any better? [He smiles.]

He watches as he seems to take in the question and give Cisco the signal to follow him. "Uhh-- okay!" he shrugs--why not?!

He sprints after the beast, curious where he's taking him.

"Ah, yeah. Guess you'd have to get a westerner to try everything and make sure it's right. I like their food though, since they don't eat tofu or put soy sauce in everything."

Yousuke leans forward on his arms with apparent eagerness. At first he thought it might be meatballs, but now it's looking like-- hamburg steak? No, he didn't put any onion in the meat, or grate any daikon. This diner looks pretty American, so it's probably a real burger. Chie would be jealous!

[She nods, considering for a moment because ... oh.]

Yeah. I'm a little ahead of that - timeline wise.

"Really? Great. So, it's taking us from different points in the timeline. That won't get super confusing really quick or anything." He mutters, shoving a hand through his hair.

"So-- where the hell to we go from here?" Currently, his best guess would be picking a direction and walking until they found more people.

He takes a deep breath and nods at her words, no matter how much he can't even allow himself to completely believe it just yet. Fake it till you make it. He's done that for most of his life. And there's a comfort in just hearing it even if he doesn't dare buy into it yet, an ease in the tension in his shoulders when she squeezes him a little. So he'll just take his wins where they come.

"Yeah, I talked to him earlier, he said a lot of the others were here too "

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