[CLOSED] Study dates 101

May. 25th, 2017 11:17 pm
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Who: Kiyotaka Ishimaru & Sayaka Maizono
Where: The Library
When: May 26
Rating: PG
Summary: Watch two nerds go on a study date
The Story: ❝Are you a library card? Can I check you out?❞ )

Birthday party, take two

May. 25th, 2017 01:07 am
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Who: Toriel, Frisk, Chara, and whoever else comes to the party!
Where: One of the tearooms, and outside in the gardens.
When: 5/25
Ratings: Probably PG, maybe PG-13
Summary: It's Frisk and Chara's birthday!!!
The Story:

Read more... )

+3 canon updates!

May. 25th, 2017 03:18 pm
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It's that time again folks! The Mills family are off on another canon update as of today, May 25th and will be back on June 1st! They're living through the entirety of Season 6 with the exception of the very final scene of the finale! So things are good, the final battle is won...and they're back in Wonderland because of course they are.

See y'all in a week.

[video]

May. 24th, 2017 11:52 pm
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[And here's Wanda, with another appearance on the network. She's sitting outside somewhere, and starts a video post.]

I have a random request for you, Wonderland. [A short pause.] Is anyone here really good at swimming? I am not the best, and I want to be better at it, so if anyone doesn't mind teaching me... let me know? Uh -- thanks.
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Who: Ford & Bill
Where: ~the mindscape~
When: 5/24
Rating: PG-13 for heavy topics and also, Bill. Will add more as necessary.
Summary: Old nemeses have another long overdue talk.
The Story: To move in desires made of deadly pretends. )
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Who: Seta Souji [[personal profile] eatsyourscience] and Arisato Minato [[personal profile] jivitadana]
Where: Sixth Floor, Room 100
When: Wednesday, May 24
Rating: PG for summoning experimentation and Persona talk
Summary: Souji and Minato figure out how to break the rules of Persona summoning, then proceed to discuss the future at home
The Story: 而現在 放棄規則 放縱去愛 放肆自己 放空未來... 我不轉彎 我不轉彎 我不轉彎 我不轉彎 )

[CLOSED]

May. 24th, 2017 09:15 pm
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Who: Nathaniel and Robyn
Where: Robyn's room, then elsewhere maybe~
When: 10th May
Rating: PG to start
Summary: Robyn asked to meet, but didn't say what for. Curious, Nathaniel heads to her rooms to find out what she wants...
The Story: Read more... )

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May. 24th, 2017 05:43 pm
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Who: Elizabeth and OPEN
Where: Corridors, then Elizabeth's room, then the lake
When: Backdated to just after the event
Rating: PG, will edit if needed
Summary: Elizabeth struggles to adjust on returning to the Real side, especially after seeing the damage her Mirror has done
The Story: Hello from the other side... )

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May. 24th, 2017 10:22 am
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Um...Hi. Wirt here. I-I have a quick question?

[Video is too much pressure for just a quick, awkward question, so it's just Wirt's stammering voice today.]

So, like. A-A lot of us got robbed, right? That wasn't just me? A-And that's definitely happened before, another time they crossed over, so like...

[Deep breath. You can do this, Wirt.]

...What do they do with all our stuff? Does anyone know? Is there just like, a pile of it over there like a very strange dragon hoard or something?
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[He should have known it was coming. He should have known it, when his Mirror took something of his, knowing full well what would generate. What it would do. He combs through the mansion in a frenzy, too late. The closets aren't giving him what he needs, and his focus is too fraying, too suspect to its own paranoid dips and peaks, to keep trying and risking and venturing until the correct result is administered.

He knows what's coming, and he knows there's no - no escaping what comes next, the locking up of his limbs, the arching of his back, the spasmodic jerking of every muscle, the burning in his chest and throat.

There's no one here to stop it. There's nothing he can -




A very strange video appears to the network, and its uploader is anonymous. All in all, it's about twenty seconds long, but what it sacrifices for brevity it makes up for in sheer surrealism. There plays, first, a high, piercing tone, followed by a recording of a man long gone.

The video itself entails little more than simple white text over black, torn through as the whole thing appears to be with horizontal bars of static.]


YOU TOOK IT
I SAW

BURNING


[An image flares in a brief sputter of black and scarlet, and is gone again.]

/////////////////////////
////ecps lgyckr qmutb////
///////sm ymu fkmw///////
///////wbht ymu scs///////
/////////////////////////

----ibaifjhta----


[And then - nothing.]

[[ooc: Tim will be in his "masked" state for the duration of the next two days, which you can read more about here. Anyone who wishes to decrypt that message may receive a reply, though you're welcome to threadjark in order to icly collaborate.

Those wishing to encounter Tim's masked persona will encounter them in the forest or Checkerboard Hills. Be warned that they are hostile and will attack on sight; though slightly stronger and more durable than your average human, they are not a highly skilled combatant, and will try to escape an encounter once they realize they're losing.]]

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May. 23rd, 2017 05:49 pm
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[Network}

Hey guys, so... what's up?

[Because that's how you start out when you've just arrived in Gravity Falls version two point oh, right? Especially when there's bark behind your head and leaves that flitter in and out of the picture behind her.]

What I get is that we're, what? All trapped in a hell dimension? Maybe it's a shared universal nightmare? Not that this is how my nightmares work, but maybe I'm not the dreamer in charge.

[She pauses, the view wavering, showing more of the woods behind her.]

Whatever. Wonderland though? I think I remember that book from last year. I watched the movie, and still passed the book report so that's enough, right? Though the whole kidnapping thing feels more Lost Boys than Alice.

Is there a pirate? Pirate ship? I am all up for starting a band of kids who never grow up, get in food fights, and make adults run in fear. Who's with me?

Also, the lake shaped like a lizard? Bit odd but cool, man.

[Action]

If anyone is down by the lake, they might spot Wendy perched on a lower branch of a tree. Laid back against the trunk, one leg dangling as she watches the wind ruffle the surface of the lake. Definitely watching for familiar faces, or interesting ones, before deciding to breach the house.

Up there, out of the main line of people traffic, it's much more relaxing and is giving her time to adjust.

[CLOSED] Catching up.

May. 23rd, 2017 09:39 pm
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Who: Cullen Rutherford + Ellie [personal profile] backpacking | + Frisk [personal profile] determinedest | + Jesse Wells [personal profile] quickgenius
Where: Lake | Sparring Facility | Library
When: between May 22 and May 24
Rating: PG-13 (for references to violence)
Summary: A few encounters in the day of Cullen Rutherford.

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May. 22nd, 2017 11:33 pm
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[Nageki had first started searching for Kaneki (or Kaneki's mirror) when he ended up on the other side of the mirrors. He's not sure how long it's been since he's seen his friend, but he thinks it has been a while. Nageki doesn't usually go out of his way to meet people and neither do the friends he's made in Wonderland. As soon as Nageki returned to the Real side, Nageki visited the coffee shop but Kaneki wasn't there as Nageki had expected. But Nageki hadn't visited that often enough to know how frequently Kaneki worked at the place.]

[He sends his text because it's the quickest way to figure out what happened. One of Kaneki's other friends will surely be able to tell him what happened to Kaneki. He doesn't know who Kaneki's other friends are so he has to make his note available to the public.]

Did Mr. Kaneki return home?

001 💀 video

May. 22nd, 2017 05:16 pm
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[A camera comes to life, framing a dark canopy of tree tops high above through which peep slivers of royal blue. It's the color of the late afternoon sky, the same view anyone would be able to see through their window, but this one is almost entirely blotted out by branches.]

This thing recordin'--?

[The video tilts down, revealing the speaker. If you've happened to misplace a loudmouth punk today, here's one in all his young, disheveled glory. Ryuji rests in the thick shade of some trees, looking weary (and maybe, maybe a little uneasy if you squint).

There's nowhere else for him to sit or stand besides the thick shade, really. Trees are clustered in suffocating closeness all around. Someone's in the deep woods.]


Uh, yeah, so. Who here's good with Boy Scout stuff? Anyone? I went to check out what's been goin' on outside and I think... I went too far into the forest. [Ugh, a painful admission. He sighs, chin almost on his chest.] Everything just looks the same. Pretty sure I'm just goin' around in circles.

[Point blank: he's lost.]

It's gonna be dark soon, so... Anyone know anything about orienteering?

[He's a man and he's asking for directions. Please help.]

(OOC: Action replies are welcome! Long story short, Ryuji's fallen prey to the confusing nature of the forest and will be lost until someone finds him or leads him out. Curiosity killed the city boy. :'D Please also beware that comments within may contain Persona 5 spoilers!)
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[The video is set on one Cisco Ramon, looking rather worse for wear. He's scrolled back, skimmed things he's missed-- saw George's article-- he knows everything is out on the table already, but... but it's not the same when it's from a different source. When it's not straight from the horse's mouth. And... he owes them at least that much. More. So much more, but at the very least, that.

Iris had offered to interview him, give him the voice he didn't get to have when he wasn't here, but he refused. Not because he didn't appreciate the idea, the gesture, he did. And maybe he should have let her do it, because maybe she could put it all in better words than he can, it is her job, after all. But it's the sense of responsibility that he carries for what transpired and spiraled out of control because of his own, misplaced and selfish actions that makes him turn the offer down. He wants to do it, own it and let the cards fall where they may because of it. And it will be bad. He expects that much. Expects the hatred and the vitriol, yelling and condemnation, questions and criticisms. Nothing about this is something he wants to do, to deal with, but he has to. He knows he has to, it's entirely unavoidable.

This position isn't a completely foreign or unfamiliar one, it's one he's been in before. After the particle accelerator explosion. Science'd too hard, it went sideways, people were hurt. It's a pattern at this point, and he's learned his lesson now. But it's all too little, too late, because people have been hurt. People have been killed. That blood is on his hands, and it will never really come clean.

There's a flutter in his stomach and it isn't the nervous kind, but the violent kind, paired with a tightness like a vice grip that burns in his chest. He doesn't even know what to say, where to start. He clears his throat and he can barely look at the camera to address the invisible audience.]


For those of you...who don't know me, my name is Cisco Ramon. The... [His gaze drops, but it's brief, just long enough to collect himself before he looks at the camera again. Despite it, though, his voice is shaky, unsteady, thick with emotion--mostly guilt.] Event, if you want to call it that, that we just had is the fault of no one but my own. Dr. Fitz...had his plans, but he didn't know my true intent. I sabotaged months of work and research for my own agenda. An...agenda that, ultimately, was never real, and only the work of fabrications from a mirror who manipulated me-- [He pauses and shakes his head, corrects the statement.] no, who...I blindly trusted for months on a lie. A lie that...was so clever, and matched up so perfectly to something I'd been doubting for awhile, that I had no ch-- no reason not to believe it, at the time.

[He stares down at his hands, hanging loosely between his knees, where he's leaning forward just a little. He feels sick. Things he'd seen--blood, there had been so much--when his captors chose to show him the results of what he'd done, forced him to watch from the mirrors the chaos that ensued because of his own, selfish actions, are all too close to the front of his mind, but he pushes it all down. He can deal with it later.

Again, he looks back at his audience.]
My mistakes, my...emotional-driven choices led to catastrophic disaster and....for whatever it's worth, I take responsibility for that. I...I don't know what to do. I don't know how to fix it, I can't fix it, but-- I'll do whatever it takes t- to make this right. Somehow. [Belatedly, as an afterthought:] And I'm not...I'm not touching a project like this again.

[Again, for whatever it's worth. He knows it doesn't change anything, it doesn't validate any of his actions, but he can't change the past-- ha, the irony of that-- he can only move forward in whatever miniscule increments he can manage. People will be angry, and they have the right to be, he won't begrudge them that. They should be angry. He risked them. All of them, for one person. For a lie. Nothing any of them could say is worse than what he's already thought to himself, and no one here can hate him more than he hates himself.]

I- I'm sorry. [A tear rolls down his cheek and he ducks his head, leaning forward to cut the feed off and it goes black.]

[Note: I'M SORRY, I COULDN'T WAIT, SO IT'S LIKE TINY BIT FWD-DATED! I'm an impatient child, I'm sorry. Plz feel free to threadjack, shitpost, defend him, rage at him, go wild, guys!]

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May. 22nd, 2017 09:23 am
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contACTHELLa
//help


[Pardon our mess. Typewriters may have existed in Hieron once, but certainly not within the past few generations. This technologically useless man rapidly accidentally posts several times, twice with text, once with blank audio, and twice more with some quick flashes of a dark-haired man's face squinting at the camera, looking exasperated with either himself or unknowable technology. Likely both.

After a few minutes pass and it seems like he may have given up, a steady stream of video settles at last. The man takes a moment to figure out it's sending something out, seeing the playback. Alright. He can work with this. Maybe.

Now that the image is steady, everyone can clearly see an image of a heavily armored, very large man, who might look imposing if he didn't look like he felt so out of his depth. He has dark skin and dark, short hair, greying at the temples -- he could be around 50 -- and a white wolf fur cloak hangs from his shoulder, with golden patterns emblazoned on his armor in a symbol of the sun.

He sighs.
]

I am Hadrian, Sword of Samothes, Defender of the Undying Fire, Officer of the Order of Eternal Princes. I am a paladin of the church of Velas. Ah, from the surface. I came to the Buoy with Exarch Alyosha as well as some companions of mine, but, uh... we've separated, some intentionally, some not that intentional. I don't know if I'm still in the lighthouse, but since I've found in my possession what might be a communication device... Or just a toy. I can't be sure either way. It must be pre-Erasure...

Um. Anyway. [Ahem.] I imagine I must still be in the Buoy. If... our Lord is still... No. I must have lost the opportunity. [Hadrian's eyes wander as he gets lost in thought for a second. When he catches himself, he clears his throat once more.]

Sorry. A lot has happened lately. I'm sure we all have plenty on our minds. If someone could point me in the direction of the Topgallant, or at least back to the main city, please. If there's no way back, then... I guess I'll just have to contend with that once it happens.

Thank you.

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