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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[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

[deductiongeek]

Who are you?

[radiantwingedone]

Is that supposed to be relevant?

[ But he's going to sit up.. sort of. He's doing that loaf sort of sit that cats do, tucking his wings against his spine and his tail flicking toward his paws. ]

[deductiongeek]

Of course it is. Its always important to know names. [It helped when writing police reports.]

[radiantwingedone]

When one isn't sure about themselves, perhaps.

[ The sphinx doesn't care too much. A human who has a name doesn't taste any different from a human that doesn't have one... ]

[deductiongeek]

Its important for identification.

[radiantwingedone]

More important for you, perhaps.

[ This one is 'young-sounding, small'. He's debating if young-sounding means that the voice's owner is young - and what way that would effect taste. ]

[deductiongeek]

[He'll give you indigestion.]

Why?

[radiantwingedone]

[ that's no fun. ]

You're human. It doesn't matter what you call yourself, to me.

[deductiongeek]

What are you then?

[radiantwingedone]

[ His tail twitches and curls about his paws. ]

What is round as a dishpan, deep as a tub and still the oceans couldn't fill it up?

[ Is this answer enough for you, little-young human? ]

[deductiongeek]

A sieve. [The answer is prompt.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ ... Oh. Huh. ]

The more of it you have, the less you see.

[deductiongeek]

Darkness. [This answer comes just as quickly as the last one.]

[radiantwingedone]

I have fifty legs, ten eyes, four tails, five ears and three heads. What am I?

[ With a slightly agitated tail flick. ]

[deductiongeek]

A liar. [Conan was starting to sound a little bored.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ A grumble. ]

What do you want.

[deductiongeek]

Answers.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Another tailflick. ]

Would think that could have made a connection. [ He might purposefully-noisily resettle his wings after that. Really. It's not obvious? ]