Wonderland: Day One

[wonderlandian]

The residents of Paradisa who ventured into the lobby on the 13th would find something new there; a mirror spanning an entire wall. Given recent happenings, who can blame them if they're cautious? Trouble is, this mirror seems to really want to bring people in, because you don't have to get too close before you're through the looking glass.

Once you've gone, you may find that you're not quite yourself.

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Mirror|Queen's Courtyard|Queen's Castle|Tulgey Wood
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[Notes/Reminders: Type 1 and Type 2 characters will believe they are Wonderland natives. All characters, including those not entering Wonderland, will be able to use their journals; Wonderland "natives" will think it is a communication device exclusive to Wonderland, although communication between Paradisa and Wonderland through the journals is absolutely possible. You may NPC any number of Tulgey Wood creatures, except for the Jabberwocky.]

Comments

[save_the_souls]

All right, we can do that.

[He'll move to stand, brushing himself off]

My name is Allen Walker. I'm from Paradisa- I just brought here through some sort of mirror.

[not_mafia]

Paradisa...? Ah, you are a foreigner, then! I see-- your behavior makes much more sense now.

[He pauses to bring an arm up to his chest as he bows at the waist.]

May I welcome you to Wonderland, Mr. Walker. I am the White Rabbit. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, despite the circumstances.

[save_the_souls]

Foreigners have come here before?

[Oh wow he just got bowed at that feels weird no wonder people laugh at him]

Ah, thank you. It's nice to meet you too!

[not_mafia]

Ah, well, not particularly. I wouldn't exactly call this an ideal vacation spot...

[They come to a four-way intersection, and the Rabbit stops in the middle, looking each way.]

Oh, there was some pattern to this, surely, but it must have slipped my mind. Of course, that much is obvious, given that I'm lost! [A very nervous laugh. He's so screeeeewed.]

[save_the_souls]

I suppose not... [If people get their heads chopped off a lot]

Look, try calming down! The way out might come to you then!

[not_mafia]

Of course, just calm down... It's not easy when you know certain doom awaits you.

[He gives a gulp then, a hand trailing along a hedge's leaves as he tries to remember the way out.]

[save_the_souls]

Hey, I said I wouldn't let you lose your head, didn't I?

[not_mafia]

[He stops and looks at Allen.]

No offense, Mr. Walker, but you are but a visitor here, and I should daresay that your word has even less merit than the ones who live here. And, well... our word means little to begin with, I'm afraid.

[save_the_souls]

[He groans, because dude you're his flipping roommate! And stop talking like that it's freaky on you!]

This is all bloody madness..!

If you're worried about meeting doom, why don't you just not go?!

[not_mafia]

Mr. Walker, please lower your voice.

If I were not to go, then I would surely be hunted down regardless. ... I do suppose I would have some chance, if I were to go out and live in the woods like a savage. Yes, perhaps that Mad Hatter, March Hare and Dormouse would take me in... better living with mad men than dead, I suppose.

[man he sure does have some great life choices to make]

[save_the_souls]

[Yeah seriously man what do you live Allen's life or something]

....

How about this, if you help me find a way out of this place and back from where I came from, you could come with me!

1/2

[not_mafia]

[He seems to brighten considerably at this suggestion, ears perking up.]

Ah-- truly, Mr. Walker? I would be ever so grateful!

2/2

[not_mafia]

[And then the ears fall back again as he looks away nervously.]

Oh, but... where did you say you came from? Paradisa, was it? Hmm... Might that be another name for the land ruled under the King of Spades? ... or Clubs, perhaps? Diamonds?

[save_the_souls]

Yes, Paradisa. And we're not ruled by any king or queen.

[not_mafia]

No queen or king? Must be why it's called Paradisa, then.

Well, I may in fact be able to get us out of this maze, but I cannot promise you much in the way of returning you to your home.

[save_the_souls]

Mm, we govern ourselves.

[Dude who are you kidding you can't even get us out of the maze]

It's all right, we'll just work together.

[not_mafia]

You are truly a blessing, Mr. Walker. I have ever only known such kindness to come from the King.

[If nothing else, the White Rabbit seems significantly calmer now. He travels quietly through the maze, focused on finding the way out.]

[save_the_souls]

[And he follows]

The King?

[not_mafia]

The King of Hearts. He has saved my hide many a time; were it not for him, well, I'm certain I'd be a dead rabbit a long time ago.

[save_the_souls]

I see...

[Except he sounds like he's doing a crap job for having all those stupid laws IN THE FIRST PLACE]

[not_mafia]

Something the matter, Mr. Walker?

[save_the_souls]

Ah- no!

Nothing at all!

[not_mafia]

Hmm... now that I think of it, just up and leaving doesn't quite feel right, after all he's done for me. I would suggest that he come with us as well, but, well, he's the one keeping the Queen from beheading anyone who so much as sneezes out of place.

[save_the_souls]

...You can't seriously be considered staying.

[not_mafia]

Oh, heavens, no! I just wish that there was something we could do.