+ Your imagination can't hurt you! +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: YOU!
Where: The Mindscape
When: starting November 11th
Rating: may be up to R for character deaths
Summary: Navigate challenges to learn valuable lessons about nonviolence, cooperation, and self-sacrifice! Release your inner animal! Read more about the event here, and on the bulletin board.
The Story:




"If you know yourself, you have nothing to fear."
"Working together is the only way."
"Deaths are a necessary part of life, but not all deaths are necessary."
"The needs of the many outweigh the life of just one."

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Cisco Ramon

[thisismadfreaky]

closed; Max Caulfield; {You've lost it, you'll never get out of this maze

[thisismadfreaky]

[One thing Cisco knows from his short time in Wonderland already is that you can never be sure what's going to come next. The place is unpredictable in ways he's quickly becoming wary of. The last event he'd been involved in was... less than fun. At the time, it hadn't seemed so bad, because at the time it was all he'd known, but in the aftermath he found he hated it. What this place could do to a person, the things it could change.

He wakes up on the ground in a place he doesn't remember falling asleep. He notices huge walls surrounding him as he slowly pushes himself up. Huh. The world seems a lot bigger all the sudden....

He glances around, only to notice that he's definitely not himself right now. Those aren't hands he's staring at, they're paws.] The hell--?!

I can't believe this is actually happening

[mypartnerintime]

[Next to Cisco a mouse stirs. It unwraps itself from it's little ball of fluff and stretches heartily before- before letting out a decisively tiny squeak as it stares at its little feet.

Max Caulfied is a mouse.

This is literally because she is mousy.

It takes a handful of seconds before Max can even bring herself to speak. When she does it really weirds her out. She sounds like some lazily voice-acted mouse from a low-budget Disney ripoff.]

What- Oh my god, what- what the fuck-

[She glances around, at a loss for words, and her little eyes widen considerably at the sight of the beaver next to her.]

hahaha this is beautiful.

[thisismadfreaky]

[He stares at the squeaking tiny mouse and he's trying to decide if this is actually a mouse or another person in the same weird predicament he's in now?

And then she speaks.]

I have no idea. Holy shit. Are you okay? I mean-- besides the... mouse thing? [What even is his life?]

Talking rodents are always beautiful

[mypartnerintime]

[Did the beaver just fucking reply!?

Max stares back at the beaver that looms over her, her little mouse features contorted into something that ressembles horror.

...This is it. She's finally gone completely mad.]

You- who... who are you? Why are we-?

[thisismadfreaky]

Uh-- Cisco. Ramon. And...I'm not really sure why other than...yay Wonderland? [He was beginning to realize that was the explanation for...a lot of things around here. He glances around their surroundings again.] I think we're in a maze. [And he doesn't sound happy about that.]

[mypartnerintime]

...Yay Wonderland. [Max mutters in response, glancing around at the walls as she slowly starts to calm down. The area certainly seem like a maze.]

This is... nutso. [The thought of actually being a mouse sends a shiver through her small body.] And... a little gross. And hella freaky.

[Honestly she could go on and on with the descriptions.]

[thisismadfreaky]

[Cisco nods a bit, which feels weird when he's not himself. Everything feels weird right now, though, so maybe that's just par for the course at this point.] Agreed. They really like mesing with us here, don't they?

[He can't hate the descriptors she's picked, though. They're very much ones he'd have chosen himself, probably.] I guess we need to figure out a way out. Maybe if we find the end, we go back? [It sounded about as logical as anything else, right?]

[mypartnerintime]

[The beaver sure is making nodding motions.

Max does her best to not stare. Instead she starts a more thorough investigation of their surroundings.]

Well if it gets us back to being human...

[She comes to a stop near a small hole in the wall, just big enough for (you guessed it!) a mouse.]

I'm guessing I need to crawl through here. Doesn't look very inviting though.

[thisismadfreaky]

[He turns his head to follow her where she notices the hole.] I'm definitely not getting in there... You up for giving it a shot?

[He hopes she's not claustrophobic or something, but he manages to keep that bit to himself. No need to make this situation any worse on either of them if he can avoid it.]

[mypartnerintime]

[She makes a face... as much as a mouse can make a face, anyway. Small dark hole where she... where mouse-Max barely even fits, that could go on for quite a long time... definitely not inviting.

But it's not like they can just sit there and do nothing. She sighs, positioning herself in front of the hole.]

Here's to hoping that mice have excellent night vision. Uh, if I need help or anything I'll just... squeak.

[God this is really annoying... a tiny bit funny, but mostly what the hell.

She slowly begins edging her way into the hole.]

[thisismadfreaky]

[He just watches as she tries to steady herself for this. He can't imagine how terrifying this is-- especially with the quickly stacking number of unknowns in this whole ordeal. Who knew what she'd find in there, or on the assumed other side.]

Yeah, uh-- just let me know? [Not that he'd be able to do much if something happened. Crap. This is the literal worst.]

[mypartnerintime]

[Her eyes adjust really well. She can see so clearly, it kinda freaks her out. But she forges ahead, eventually reaching another room.]

It's another room! [She calls out down the hole, hoping her can hear her.] There's a button thing here that I'm gonna try!

[It's a floor button, like a pressure pad- she stands on it, and sure enough it depresses, opening a panel in the wall that leads to Cisco's room.]

/shows up late with starbucks

[finewithhalf]

[Blahblah stupid event blahblah solving puzzles. Wonderland has decided to be math class this week and Maya is not having it. So when she's paired off in a space with a whole lotta nothing except some dorky looking dude, Maya rolls her eyes, stalks directly in front of him, cranes her neck to make proper eye contact, and brings herself directly to the point:]

So where's my cold gun?

[thisismadfreaky]

[Cisco has done one of these tests or whatever they are already. As a beaver. In a maze. It was weird and awkward and he'd had a mouse companion and he really hopes he doesn't have to be an animal again any time soon.

Now, though, he's faced with the tiny blonde that Leonard had apparently adopted in his time here. She's all sass and sharp edges in a way that seems odd on a girl her age, but he's not judging.

Except when she asks that.]

We've talked about this. [He says with an annoyed huff, folding his arms over his chest.] I'm not making you a cold gun.

[finewithhalf]

["On a girl her age," as if she's supposed to still be sitting at home being concerned with the love lives of barbie dolls. Old people have a weird sense of how time works.]

Then I'm not gonna help you do whatever dumb thing we're supposed to do to get out of here.

[She turns away from him in a flourish, not accidentally sending a cascade of hair into his face.]

So I guess you'd better get comfortable.

[thisismadfreaky]

You don't need a cold gun, Maya. Leonard only has one because he stole it from me in the first place.[That's definitely a flutter of hair in his face. Sassy, but completely unhelpful.]

Seriously?! You just wanna be stuck here?

[finewithhalf]

Lenny wouldn't have needed to steal it if you weren't so stingy with them. What, you think it's not something everyone should have? Is it for only a certain kind of person?

[thisismadfreaky]

It's not supposed to be for-- general use! There was a really specific purpose for why it was created and no, it's not something everyone should have. People could seriously get hurt with that thing in the wrong hands, Maya. [He's folding his arms across his chest. Truthfully, sometimes he's not sure Snart's the 'right hands', but he can't really change that.]

[finewithhalf]

[Still surly, she crosses her own arms and gives him a glance over her shoulder.]

And what kind of a specific use did you make it for?

[It's a trap, Cisco. Answer carefully.]

[thisismadfreaky]

[Okay, how does he answer this one without giving things away too completely? He has no idea how open Barry is about his speedster...ness... here, how much Leonard might have told her.]

How much do you know about the world I come from?

[finewithhalf]

I know enough.

[ She knows Kenny is the coolest.

[thisismadfreaky]

Do you know about metahumans? [Give him something to go on, here, Maya.]

[finewithhalf]

Do I know about what-the-huh?

[That sounds a lot like science. Is he trying to teach her science?????]

[thisismadfreaky]

Taking that as a no. [He's somehow not surprised, honestly. Who wants to bring home with them to Wonderland? And it's not like it mattered much here anyway... Until it did, because of some psycho meta falling through the cracks.] Humans. With powers. It's a thing [He waves a hand dismissively.] That's what I made it for. To stop the bad guys. [And then the thing fell into the hands of a bad guy, such is his life.]