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

[vitaelamorte]

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...

Comments

[deprivates]

[ Eleven found the paper that read "welcome home" a little while ago, and spent the better part of a few minutes trying to figure out what the paper meant. She doesn't know where she is, exactly -- this place is not her world, but it is not the Upside Down, either. It's more like a sideways. But it's certainly not home. Mike and Dustin and Lucas taught her about home, about friends and promises and smiles that weren't toothy with expectations. This place is grand, fascinating, but it doesn't match.

Frustrated and a little afraid, Eleven crumples the invitation, the not-a-promise into a ball. It's as she does this that the man bumps into her, and Eleven jumps, startled like a wild animal. Her gaze snaps to the man, eyes wide, and without consciously meaning to, uses the fear in her mind to push him back just a little further. ]

[breacher]

[ Harrison lets out a soft grunt as he feels the force pushing him away. He jerks his head up, ready to lay into whoever it was that decided to do— whatever that was. The angry words die off in his throat though when his gaze falls onto her. ]

You . . .

[ His voice trails off; there's no heat there, only the slightest bit of confusion. Is she a metahuman? Or something similar? The potential seems to be there, at least. But what's most striking is the look in her eyes, and the fact that she's so . . . young. His expression softens just a bit at that. It wasn't that long ago that Jesse was that age, though her eyes were wide and full of wonder then. ]

Are you lost?

[deprivates]

[ Eleven expects anger, and she's already backing up, anticipating a lunge, a slap, a punishment. She made a mistake -- Eleven doesn't know this man, which means he could easily be bad. Very bad.

But no threats come. Instead, he seems less angry than before. Eleven doesn't understand. Does the man understand how close he came to getting hurt? She stares back at him, just as confused. Her panic begins to subside, though, and her breaths slow, becoming more steady.

When he asks the question, Eleven nods yes. Then, slowly, she unfolds the paper and points to the word "home." She wants to go back there. ]

[breacher]

[ She's calming down. Good. That should help with . . . whatever that was. As much as he wants answers though, Harrison isn't a monster; he's not going to hound a small, apparently homesick girl for them.

So instead, he peers over at the invite, then shakes his head slowly. ]

I can't help you there. Some people have been here for months. Some longer than that.