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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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[She has spent the vast majority of this event hiding. Like, really hiding. In her room, in other people's rooms, under tables, and it's been like, not even that much time? She honestly just wants to never do anything ever again.

Of course, Wonderland's not gonna let her do that, because... something, somebody, is down the hall. Something that looks way, way too like something she's seen before. But not exactly. Not quite.]

Who... w-who are you?

[They'd needed time to think.

For once, they hadn't taken to just mindless barging into peoples' rooms unannounced. Without putting too much strain on their souls to melt down and reform into a more humanoid figure, they figure they would just pace along the emptier hallways, trying to remain unnoticed for however long this... whatever it was had to go on. They had to be returned home eventually, right? Them and Sans.

But... was this a new Sans, or the one they knew, and his memory was just... gone. He didn't recognize them in the slightest. He still tried to be helpful, tried to talk to him, but something still felt missing.

Something because of this world. Because they were all brought here, weren't they? Was this the Professor, or one of his flunkies? Was this a spell that was eventually going to wear off? Was it all some sort of mass hallucination they were under? What if they finally lost complete control of themselves, were out there attacking Sans and Papyrus and the villagers right now? What if--

Someone else's voice pops up.

They turn, and all they can focus on is the white lab coat around them.

pins and needles and screams of pain, body parts melting down before their eyes and there's a soul, sans is tied down and it's reaching for his soul

what have you done

what have you done

Their eyes go black, and the room around them warps.]

[She lets out a small yelp when they notice her, instinctively taking a few steps backwards. She's never seen them in particular before, she's certain, but there's no mistaking an Amalgamate when she sees one. The way the body manifests, pieces churning slightly out of sync, the not-quite form and the movement and the melting and the melting and the melting--

She doesn't realize that she's leaning on the wall for a few seconds, clutching her head, trying to come to until she can hear them again and she tries to snap back to attention through the fog, mind racing for possibilities while simultaneously trying to talk herself down from completely blacking out.]

W-Wait-- who are-- I don't k-know who you are--

[Two larger claws slam into the sides of the hallway, while the other two keep their form grounded. And a few more seem to sprout from their sides, clawing at the floor or the walls or even reaching for Alphys, herself. They're already unstable from that jarring encounter with Sans.

They can't-- lab coat, lab coat. They can't take this anymore.

Whoever this was, she was a scientist. It was always the scientists that had something to do with it all, wasn't it? The way they play with people's lives, with the laws of nature itself, just to see what happens. They might even be guilty of that a bit, themselves, but not a point to be made at the moment.

They try to speak, to shout something at her, but it comes as no more than garbled noise.]

[She claps her hands over her mouth, trying not to scream as it reaches for her, trying to remind herself that if it's an amalgamate, it's scared and lost and just... needs help! The Amalgamates could look unsightly, but none of them ever tried to hurt her on purpose. The worst was when Endogeny just wanted to play and would bowl her right over.

But as it speaks, she's beginning to suspect this is something else entirely.]

W-Wait, we can talk about-- c-can you tell me your name, or--

[She's already taking steps back. Already trying to run. This crossed 'way too much' like yesterday.]

[Different world different world different world diff--

They're trying. Trying to find some rationalization. She's scared but scientists always act scared and afraid when their subjects suddenly turn on them, because they don't want to die. Because they hate messes. And the fact that she-- she doesn't even look human, but that can be explained away, too. Experimenting on themselves. Trying to gain power. Trying to prove a point.

Different world.

They're angry.

But they can't be angry at the wrong people, either. Sans left. They're hurt. Because he's not here anymore. Because they don't have anyone else. Because they're going to be trapped here for gods know how long again and they're alone, they're alone.

The garbled noises suddenly erupt into a loud roar and their claws slam down just a few feet in front of her. One of the smaller ones move to their head, clutching at it, and they just sink to the floor in anguish.]

[The claws slam down and she falls hard on her tail, trying to skitter backwards, her claws clattering on the floor but ultimately not gaining purchase. She's shaking, hands sweaty against the ground, but eyes still locked forward. This is how she dies. This is how he's going to fucking die.

But it... stops. Falls before her, barely away from the rise and fall of her chest, of her tail curled close to her body. What does she do. What does she do?]

I... I'm s-sorry, I, I'm sorry, I don't know who you are, or w-what to do, or, something.

I'm sorry, I-- I want to help, I don't k-know how, or... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry.

[...heh. She's kind of like Shera, in a way. Always apologizing for things beyond her control. She can't be one of those other scientists, or even someone who's responsible for this mess to begin with. If she's acting at all, she's doing a hell of a job of it.

She doesn't know them either, though. Wouldn't have much of a reason to help, even if she could. Nah, they're... they're just a mo-- a creature. Creatures. Mindless and violent and needing to be put down.

They pull back a little, still not meeting her gaze. Can't be taking out their anger on whoever they find. Can't make more of a mess. Don't have anywhere to go, though.

Do I just... pull out of here? To where?]

that's alright. nobody does.

[They're not sure which part of that they're even answering. Probably all of it.

They can't be helped.

Nobody knows who they are.

Nobody knows how to help.]

i'll go.

[She begins to uncurl a bit when she hears the words. Wait. They can talk. They can speak.]

W-Wait!

[She sits up, lowers her arms from her face, tries to straighten her back.]

You... y-you can talk? Do you, uhm. Do you h-have a name?

[They stop a moment, a claw hovering in the air to turn and leave. Their jaw is tight and their head remains downcast. They might be shaking a little.]

...i used to.

[The claw lowers carefully, and they shuffle back a little.]

guess it doesn't matter anymore.

[This... she doesn't know what this is. Alphys knew all the Amalgamates, because they had names, and lives, and as much as it hurt, she knew she couldn't forget them- it'd only be a worse disgrace for what she had done. But she knows this wasn't her. She's never seen him before.

So how... how is he here? Who is he?]

No, it... it m-matters. Everyone should, uhm, at least have a n-name.

... I-I'm Alphys. If it, uhm, matters, at all.

[She's still holding back a little, her legs too shaky to stand fully. But at least she's leaning more towards him this time.]

[A failed test experiment. Not even given a number.

They shake their head a little, sit on their hind legs instead. This is so... terrifying and new and they don't know how to process any of what's happening.]

you're... not going to hurt us, right? you're not here to take us back?

[Dumb question. She's never even met you before.]

i... i guess i'm still sunflower. but he isn't with us anymore, so i don't know. i don't know what to think.

I, I d-don't know where you're from, so, uh, I don't think I c-could take you back to anywhere.

[Which is true, for once. She doesn't.]

Well, uhm, it's n-nice to meet you, Sunflower. I'm Alphys.

you. uh. already said that. it's... nice to meet you too, alphys.

[Scientists. But not one of the bad ones. She hasn't tried to hurt them so far, but that's how it always starts, doesn't it?]

you... you really don't want to know. the scientists there... they're not. they don't have good intentions. i wasn't a good intention.

Oh. R-Right, uhm, I'm sorry.

[She keeps her hands back from them. Just in case. She doesn't want to scare them more, and frankly, she's not gonna be very good at comforting touches right now. Besides, she... just doesn't know what to say. Other scientists that worked with Determination? Did someone find her research and try to replicate it? Is she responsible? Could she be?]

I, uh... I've never s-seen you around here before, so, uh, at least you're, h-here and not there, now? Or, uhm, something.

i wasn't... there for a long time.

[Words. Talking. Civil. Trying to be civil when everything's crashing down on your world at once.

Thankfully not literally, this time.]

there was... uh. a skeleton helped me. he helped me get out and get back home. but he's...

[It hurts.]

he's here. but he doesn't know who i am anymore.

A... a s-skeleton?

[She knows only ~~three~~ two. How many worlds have skeletons? If they're from a world with monsters, was she the scientist? Did she do this, somehow, somewhere?

If that skeleton is here, she still knows only two. Has to be. Could be. She doesn't know.]

Sometimes, uhm, worlds don't have the s-same... things, happen? Some of my friends d-don't remember certain things from their world, either. Not everyone who c-comes here has, uhm, the same m-memories.

[Maybe that wasn't the proper terminology to use, but what else could they say? A monster? How many other people in this dimension were accustomed to the word 'monster' being used to describe something harmless? Theirs' sure wasn't.

But then again, what was this scientist? What was her species? Was she a monster, or something else?]

he said i might not remember any of this as it is. and that 'him' back home won't even realize i'm gone? or...

i'm just. lost. i don't know what to do.

Well, uhm, w-while you're here, time doesn't pass, uhm, a-at home. So, when you go back, it'll be like you never left. You won't even remember, uhm, h-having been here.

[But that doesn't help for now, does it? There still might be people sticking around after this. There's no promise they'll go home.]

But for now, uhm... e-everybody usually just tries to band together, and help each other. Even if we don't know them.

i don't want to forget.

i always forget.

i don't want to anymore. please, help me.

I...

[God, she doesn't know how to respond to this. She doesn't have an answer, and it kills her inside.]

I d-don't know how. Wonderland's magic, it's, h-hard to track, and, I don't even know how I'd test it since you c-can't force anybody to go home.

I'm... I'm sorry.

[Isn't that just how it is. They're going to forget. Again. They're probably going to go home and forget Sans entirely, just like he's forgotten them. Or he won't even be there anymore. And they'll just... wander, alone. Because everyone else is terrified of them.

Because they can't face anyone like this.

Maybe they'll deteriorate into a real monster.

And they just... start laughing. They laugh and they laugh, until it becomes hysterical, until it hurts, and their claws scramble back until they hit the wall and the halls are just filled with broken, distorted laughter.]

[Oh. Oh god, what does she even do here. She didn't mean to cause this, to hurt them, to--

She draws herself to her feet, shakily. Walks over to them and gently rests a hand on their head.]

It's, uhm, it's g-gonna be okay, okay? We've got t-time here to figure things out, and, you never... you never know. O-Okay?

[At some point they've just... stopped. Stopped laughing, stopped screaming. They just want to curl inwards and force themselves out of existance because this isn't right, none of this should be happening.

They close their eyes and will this all just to be some kind of horrible dream but...

Then they feel a claw on their head. Like he used to do. It almost feels like a physical shock at first, but their eyes open again to dart up at Alphys, watching her with a worried hesitation that she might not be real, either. She's a scientist, sure, but she's... nothing like them. She actually wants to help. And they start shaking a bit, trying to say something, anything, to make this better for her, too.

They simply lean into it, drawing a shaking breath.]

o... okay.

[It's so hard to speak right now.]

you won't... you won't leave either, will you?

I'll s-stay with you here. I can, uhm, show you some nice s-spots, if you want. Have you seen the garden yet? O-Or the beach? The kitchen will give you, uhm, g-good food, too, anything you want. You don't even have to cook if you don't want to.

[Wonderland may be mean, but it seems to be pretty party-inclined, at least this week. There probably won't be any sinister tricks, at least for today.]

Okay? There's, uhm. There's s-some good here. I promise.

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

S U F F E R I N G

ayyyy gurl

I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE JESUS

YOU GOOD BOO i'm slow myself

ur da bes

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVUyyHYkBHk

oh my GOD

IMDABES

U ARE

no subject

no subject

no subject

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CRAWLS BACK INTO THIS A WEEK LATE and lays on ur piano

YOU'RE SO FINE FRIEND i didn't tag for a week plus anyway

LET ME KNOW IF U EVER NEED TO DROP THREADS OR ANYTHING I J ust love these two so much

IT'S OKAY as long as you don't mind me being slow af lmao

U FINE BB i promise ;v;

;w; UR SO GOOD TO ME

I WILL NEVER ABANDON i promis

UR DA BES

don't u tempt me again

DO NOT OR YOU WILL NOT BE DA BES ANYMORE

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THERE AIN'T NO GETTIN OFFA THIS TRAIN WE ON