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Cho Hakkai ☯ Saiyuki

[softspokencriminal]

☯ [Event: Mansion Flood - Magic Training Room]

[This hadn't been the most fun for the youkai, but he wasn't going to complain much. The only blessing here was that Sanzo wasn't around for this, as much as the monk loved water.

Hakkai could feel the air growing thin in his current refuge, so he knew his time there was growing short. He gathered his wits and took a deep breath before slipping past the barrier into the water. His swim wasn't terribly long, but it wasn't exactly his idea of a good time, either. The next room he reached that was unlocked allowed him to spill unceremoniously into what looked like... well, he wasn't exactly sure?

The youkai shook his head to fling water from the strands and replaced the monocle over his right eye.]

I'm sorry if I'm intruding. [He called carefully, holding a hand carefully in front of him in case he needed to summon a chi shield. Startling people who were already in a panic over an event wasn't probably the best idea, but he wouldn't begrudge them if they did attack.] Just say so and I'll leave if anyone's here.

☯ [Video]

[There's a perpetually smiling face on the network. He's keen to keep up appearances, even if demons don't seem to be that big of a problem here as back home. Well, not unless his mirror crosses over...]

I was wondering--I know there are plenty of places to sit down and have a proper meal, but cooking is my speciality and I'd love to contribute to the community in any way I can. Would anyone be interested in some Japanese-style cooking? If this steps on anyone's toes, please do speak up! I don't want to intrude on anyone else's turf, as it were. [There's that disarming smile again. Wide, sweet, and to those that knew him intimately, very plastic.]

☯ [Action: Kitchen]

[Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah--wait, no. It's just Hakkai. And he's cooking a lot of... something. One might also notice that he's meticulously cleaning everything. That's probably not a good sign, but hey, if you stop by for food, he'll absolutely feed you. As it is, there are already a few plates of different dishes sitting on the counter that he's made for any weary travellers who are looking for something to eat.

This might actually be a normal sight to most in his time in Wonderland. Hakkai's known for his love of the culinary arts, along with his love of teaching. But when he is stress-cooking, it's best to just enjoy the food and try not to piss him off the mild-mannered youkai.]

Take a seat and pick a plate. I'm also taking requests. [He'll say to anyone who enters the kitchen with that friendly smile of his.]

Turing | 2064: Read Only Memories

[romsapience]

Action: The Gardens

[Waking up in Wonderland was a huge shock for the ROM, but at least they were able to find solace in the massive gardens. They were taking the time either relaxing under some fairly large trees or stumbling around in the greenhouse, taking note of all of the different plants that were housed there. So many plants in one place!

There’s one plant that meets their eye in the greenhouse, however, and they start gravitating towards in.]

Ah, a crassula ovata! It’s no surprise that I would run into one of you eventually!

[Then they just sort of…sigh, and start looking on at nothing in particular. It’s pretty obvious that something’s on their mind.]

Action: The Vendors

[Turing wondered if there was anything that the vendors were selling that would provide any clues to…well, anything. Wonderland’s precise coordinates, if this place was more of an afterlife than anything, something. However, after some research and a deep combing of this Wonderland’s…version of a mesh, chances were very slim that they’d be able to find any answers.

So, instead, they decided to aim a little bit lower: they were going to try and find some painting tools. Something simple, right? Something that every vendor should have, right??

You know what they did find? A vendor selling Hassy, the super popular drink, and in various flavors at that. Normally, Turing wouldn’t even bat an eye at this, but considering they were looking for quite some time…this somehow sets them off.]

Argh! Really?! I can’t find a tube of platinum white, but a ton of /COOL, REFRESHING HASSY/ is apparently here in overstock?!

[Maybe they should’ve turned off that part in their system that forces them to advertise and praise Hassy drinks after all.]

sophie-anne leclerq | true blood

[fauxlosophy]

( like a friday fashion show teenager, trying to look like you don't try )

[ the face onscreen is young and pale and framed in fire-red. sophie-anne's lips spread in gleeful smile (lined, also, in red). ]

What things hold you back from doing the things that you really want to do?

( so enlist every ounce of your bright blood, and off with their heads. )

[ as lovely as the cold night here in the gardens is, sophie-anne is not watching the stars or the night-blooming flowers. she stands at the edge of a small pond, with her head down and her dress hoisted up. she raises one red stiletto and brings it down against the ice with too much force. when she lifts it again, her foot is dripping in ice water. she pouts and she laments: ]

I thought it'd be thicker...

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[vampyr]

Were you looking to go ice skating, Your Majesty?

( it's not his problem. she's not his responsibility, but unfortunately the parts of him that actually give a fuck aren't quite so willing to leave sophie-anne to her own devices. the mansion is undeserving of her boredom. or her voracious appetite and unwillingness to mainstream. )

[fauxlosophy]

[ nothing like a little death-by-traitor turned wonderland adventure to... temper her temper? sophie-anne sighs, moving along to another smooth part of the pond and placing her heel onto it, pressing more gently this time. ]

I asked you to stop calling me that.

[ she understood her place in this world very shortly after arriving. still, she can't quite shake the haughty tilt of her jaw. she still makes these demands, no matter how small-sounding. the ice starts to crack, this time, slowly and spidering. ]

What do you want?

network

[animator]

That's easy. Nothing. If I want to do them, why should I let anything stop me?

[Next question. Bring it.]

[fauxlosophy]

[ ooh. sophie fights the urge to get closer to the screen, and instead adjusts to cross her legs. ]

You're telling me you've done everything you desire? No regrets trailing along behind you?

[ dramatic as ever, her fingers airwalk and she lets her hand glide offscreen before dropping back into her lap. ]

[animator]

Maybe not everything yet, but I'll get there. Desires change, right? Hard to say if you've done everything. I've got some years left to work out some more wants.

[In theory. People in her line of work didn't always live too long, but it's entirely possible she'll make it to thirty.]

[fauxlosophy]

Nothing lasts, that's for certain. Except for chaos, of course.

[ personal fortunes, political standing, perspective-- these have all been proven fragile, lying in ruins behind her. even sophie's own unlife. ]

And then there is the obvious counter to your argument. Unless you don't want to leave Wonderland?

Mei-Ling Zhou | Overwatch

[cantcatchmei]

[Network - Video]

[She's had a little bit of time to explore and get acclimated to her surroundings - and to search for a particular someone who she hasn't been able to find yet. Her expression is cheery, with a glint of worry in her eyes.]

Nǐhǎo, Wonderland! My name is Mei-Ling, but you can call me Mei! I've come to understand that this place has brought us all from different kinds of worlds, but I think we can make the best of our arrangements until we manage to get home!

Ah, have any of you seen a small blue robot? It's always with me but I seem to have lost it when I arrived here. It's a weather-modification drone that I created back home. It's quite cheerful and likes being pet. Please let me know if you spot it. Thank you very much!


[Action - The Hallways]

[There's a new arrival, and she's... a bit overdressed for being inside. It doesn't seem to be bothering her all that much, though - she's just merrily observing people come and go as she makes her way down the hallways throughout the mansion, lugging around a big cylindrical canister of liquid on her back, with an odd-shaped indention on the top - almost as if it's missing something that's normally connected to it.

She's careful to not bump into people, but she's free to be bothered - she gives a cheerful wave whenever she makes eye contact, and seems eager to strike up a conversation, but doesn't do so unless it looks like the other wants to talk.]

[action]

[literalidiotball]

[Wheatley was minding his own business, traveling down the hallway on his "management rail" - really, a robot arm he managed to pull out of the closets. It's a miracle he can actually use it to get around, being nothing more than a ball-shaped robot with handles. Nothing special.]

[He greets the new arrival as he passes by, only to pause and do a double take. Was she wearing winter clothes inside? That makes no sense at all.]

Uh... Hang on a tick. Aren't you hot in that? At all? That looks like it would be very uncomfortable on you.

[action]

[cantcatchmei]

[She waves over at another passing set of people before she comes almost face-to-face with Wheatley, and her interest is immediately piqued.]

Well, aren't you a cute little robot! [Interesting way of getting around, too! She's impressed.]

Oh, I guess I am a little overdressed, aren't I? [She looks a little embarrassed.] I'm used to working in the freezing cold, and I often forget to change out when I go inside. It doesn't bother me that much.

[action]

[literalidiotball]

[Wheatley can't blush, but he can sort of grin. He is adorable? Him? Really?] Awwww! Why thank you, luv! I don't think I've ever been called that before! Really.

[He looks the woman over again.] Okay, okay. Are you sure you're not going to overheat or something? Because that does actually happen, I think.

Also, what's that big tube thing on your back? Is it heavy?

[video]

[sciencelizard]

You're m-missing your robot?

[Of course, this is what she focuses on. Protect those 'bots- especially a robot that likes being pet.]

What do they look like?

[video]

[cantcatchmei]

Unfortunately, yes. It's a blue robot with little ear flaps that help it balance while flying. It levitates using a little anti-gravity device on its bottom, and it can create ice and snow! It might seem shy, but it's a mischievous little robot.

[She still remembers the time it scared her so badly she encased herself in ice and fell over.]

[video]

[sciencelizard]

It flies?? A-And makes ice??

[That's enough to pique her interest, quite a bit. She's never made a robot with any kind of generator that isn't magical.]

That's amazing. The only robots I've ever built were, uh, m-mostly for entertainment. Though I guess he can do a lot of stuff a-anyway.

Ava Crowder / Justified

[pinball_reset]

[Action]

Ava can be found in the dining area, a glass of something in front of her and her head in her hands. This place made no damn sense and everyone she's ran into, she's sure are insane. This can't be a place called Wonderland...

"This ain't happenin'. It's a bad dream, that's all."

She didn't have much to go home to, but what she did have was hers and she wanted it back.

Tonks - Harry Potter [end of OOtP]

[metamorphical]

[Network Video]

[The newest image pops up to reveal a pink-haired woman with a confused, but interested, look on her face. Her mouth is turned up in a half-smile as she starts poking at the screen]

Am I on the telly? This is pretty cool! [Cool and so much different than her last memory. She thinks she should be at Mungo's not...wherever she is.] Why am I on the telly, though?

And um..wotcher! [She smiles and gives an awkward wave of her hand.] Can anyone tell me where the Portkey is to go back? Guys?

[Obviously this is because of a portkey. Obviously.]

[video forever]

[goodwoofjames]

[Portkey? And a girl with outrageous hair...

Sirius peers into his device. It has to be her, right?]

Your name wouldn't happen to start with a T and end with an Onks, would it?

Re: [video forever]

[metamorphical]

[She's staring at the video screen still, idly muttering to herself as she tries to figure all of this out. The fanciest Muggle technology Tonks has is a collection of CDs! But she jumps as the video appears to show someone else, a clunk heard and the video shaking thanks to her clumsiness.]

It does! [She squints then, staring] How do you--You look like--! Why are you so young??

[She remembers his face from photos, ones that Andromeda keeps still. But her Sirius is older. Naturally.]

Daryl Dixon | TWD - (tentative)

[boonie]

A) is for a c t i on

[For someone used to walkers making up most of the population, the fight or flight habit never really died. Whatever this shit show was... he didn't trust it, no amount of free booze or food in the world was gonna make a difference to him. The fact that it instantly replenished made him think he was lying face down in a gutter somewhere high as balls waiting for the virus to take him. Maybe he got bit, but Wonderland was a kids story, not a reality.

Daryl didn't even bother making use of the shower or the hot water. He's parked at a vantage point on one of the higher levels of the building crossbow in hands looking like a modern day Robin Hood meets skid row, eyes following pedestrian traffic with mild irritation. His pack of smokes is keeping his shirt pocket warm. The section of the rafter he's parked in is far enough out of the way that only the metallic sounds of him readjusting his weapon really give him away.]

[thesamurai]

[ Michonne's been here two years. Daryl was here before her, left right before she got here like ships passing each other in the night. Whatever that cliche statement is. She's become friends with Dan because he has Daryl's face but she misses Daryl; hell, she misses everyone. Anyone from home that's a part of her family is what she needs in Wonderland, more than anything.

Every now and then she wanders the mansion, just patrols when it's been a while since an event. Her katana is on her back heavy boots on her feet, and when she passes right under Daryl she pauses. Something makes the hair on the back of her neck stand up and she frowns, forehead creasing as she looks around, feeling watched, reaching for the hilt of her sword.

That faint ping makes her slightly tilt her head, trying to listen, to hear where it came from, to hear it again. Her entire body is tense, ready to strike if needed, wondering if that sound was the ushering in of something terrible. ]

[boonie]

I guess a spoonful of sugar doesn't help the medicine go down.

[Daryl doesn't bother leaving his roost, but he also doesn't pick up his weapon. Not yet. He knows who she is, but can't trust it at face value yet. She's the first person from home he's even seen so far and she came in so randomly it's not something he's ready to accept as truth yet.

Michonne has a way about her few people would even understand, so he'll know when it's the real deal if it comes to that. He's got a full quiver, and he's still in the same clothes he's always in. Greasy hair, gritty look, why bother changing when he's not sure how long the pipe dream's gonna last? Daryl didn't give into this kind of crap, he couldn't buy it, not after everything he's seen.]

[thesamurai]

[ As soon as she hears that voice, she wonders how she could have ever thought Dan was Daryl.

Sorry, Dan.

Her head tilts up and as soon as she sees him, she takes one step back with the sheer weight of relief and how Daryl he looks. Same one who skinned opossums on Carol's pretty white porch in Alexandria. Same him, through and through. How did she miss him showing up? Shit. ]

This place is super fucked up, but you don't have to sit in the shadows.

[ She'll be the last one to tell him it's a paradise vacation, and it took her a while to come out of the shadows too, but she was alone. He isn't. ]

[boonie]

Nobody makes me do anything.

[Which is code for vantage points were just an old habit and a personal favorite of his. He knew he didn't have to and maybe if he gave half a shit he would have tried to mingle but so far the whole place just left a bad taste in his mouth.]

We know who's in charge of this sideshow?

[The collective we that was their group. More than family, bonds that were stronger than blood, no matter what. If this really was Michonne she wouldn't mind him being up front. He didn't pull punches for anybody anymore.]