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

[psych0p0mps]

[A similar thing happened with Aradia! She looks around too, equally perplexed.]

Wha- Allen?

[originalcopy]

Hey... any idea what's going on?

[Somehow he doubts it, she looks just as confused as he does...and wait, are those horns growing out of her head?]

[psych0p0mps]

[Well to be fair, she can't really tell whether he looks confused, what with the full-face helmet and/or robot head. But that's neither here nor there.]

No, I was just ... in the lobby. [Suddenly, dismayed:] Oh no, don't tell me we're having a world change now!

[originalcopy]

I don't know. I've only been here a couple of months.

[She looks like a young woman, well except for the horns... and the sharp teeth and the chitinous exoskeletal look... yeah]

Don't take this the wrong way... but what the fuck are you?

[psych0p0mps]

[Aaaactually, she's the one troll who has flat teeth, and is more like thick-skinned than exoskeletal. Her skeleton is comfortably inside of her! But yeah she's plenty unusual looking even considering that. :3a

The question throws off her train of thought for a second, anyway.]

... Huh? Me? I'm a troll.

ooc: oops, sorry... it's new cannon to me.

[originalcopy]

A... troll?
The hiding under a bridge kind or the taunting noobs on teh interwebs kind?

[He's continuing to look around while they talk, determined to get some idea of where they are. He even jumps up once or twice to look over the hedges.]

Oh... son of a bitch, it's some kind of maze. I really hate mazes.

s'all good! :D

[psych0p0mps]

Mostly the second one. Personally I have never hidden under a bridge.

[She spreads her sparkly fairy wings and hovers up a little bit above the maze for a better look, shading her eyes from the sun.]

Oh wow, you're right. I didn't know you could make those out of plants.

[originalcopy]

[Fairy god-troll is that you? Since when do trolls have wings... you know what, never mind he doesn't care.]

Yeah it's what pretentious rich people do to annoy everyone else.
What the hell is wrong with these flowers?

Is that... paint?

[psych0p0mps]

[since forever gosh! but anyway, after a second she comes back down to see what he's talking about. and it sure looks like paint! paint, or......... experimentally, she takes some on her finger and sniffs it.]

Hm... I don't think it's blood, anyway.

[she wipes it on the hedge, not realizing that she now has a nice red paint dot on her nose. good job.]

[originalcopy]

Who paints roses?

And does such a shitty job at it.

[He shrugs and looks from the flowers back over to the troll chick. At least she won't have much of a problem with the maze.]

Hey, you've got a bit of red on you.

[He sounds amused. That's what you get for stopping to sniff the roses.]

[psych0p0mps]

I don't know, but - huh?

[well yes she does have a bit of red on her. she's wearing all red, her wings are red, even her makeup is red. so this is the sound of that comment whooshing over her head.]

[originalcopy]

Got a bit too close to the wet paint.

[he points to her nose]

Unless, you were going for a little touch of clown to go with the rest of that.

[psych0p0mps]

Oh! Oh, geez. [CLOWNS ARE NASTY. :o( She wrinkles her nose and attempts to rub the paint off, and is ... mostly successful. Mostly.] Did I get it?

[originalcopy]

[wow, over-react much...]

Yeah, good enough.

[she can probably see her reflection in his visor]

[psych0p0mps]

[WELP. She rubs her nose again, but what's staying is staying at this point. Oh well.]

Thanks. [and then, turning back to the castle] It probably has something to do with that castle over there, I bet. Do you want a lift?

[originalcopy]

I'm pretty damn heavy in all this armor.

[Plus, it's pretty damn awkward and embarrassing to have flying chicks cart you around. At least this one asked first.]

[psych0p0mps]

Oh, that's not a problem! I can lift way heavier. [Telekinesis is convenient like that.]

[originalcopy]

Eh... if it's all the same, I'll take a rain check. As fun as it sounds.


[ooc: I already had him end up lost in the woods... sorry!]

[psych0p0mps]

((ooc: no worries! :3))

[Aradia just shrugs. Your loss dude!]

Alright. You can always give me a call if you change your mind - my name's Aradia.

[originalcopy]

Yeah, I'll let you know.

[His turn to shrug.]

I'm Church.

[psych0p0mps]

[Having never heard that used as a name before, she raises her eyebrows curiously.]

Like the religious building?

[originalcopy]

[annoyed sigh]

Yes, like the religious building.

[psych0p0mps]

[Hey at least she'll remember it. 0u0 Aradia smiles and gives him a nod.]

Got it. Nice talking to you! [and she ollies outie toward the castle, trailing sparkles that maaaay just drift down onto his helmet.]

[originalcopy]

[No, no fuckin' way is he getting glitter bombed by a troll-fairy. He waves his hand to shoo the sparkly stuff away. It may be mistaken as waiving goodbye.]

Awe fuck... I should have asked for directions first.

[whelp, off to get lost it is.]