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[Network - Voice]

[His first day in this place had been, unsurprisingly, rather headache inducing. He had a very vague idea of what this place was and what was going on but it was going to require a lot more digging for Ignis to fully grasp it all.

Until then..]

Is it true that this place tends to change on a whim? Or is it safe to assume that if I find my way to my room I'll be able to find it again without issue.

[He has a feeling he knows the answer but, just in case.]

[Action - The Kitchen]

[Everyone relax. Ignis had found the kitchen.

Not that anyone here would really understand just how nice of a thing this was for the young man but if the smells coming out of the kitchen were any indication, it would turn into a good thing for everyone.

He had expected to find some of the ingredients that he did when he finally managed to find his way to the kitchen but lo and behold things he as familiar with had been tucked away in some of the cupboards. Various ingredients were gathered and once he had everything he set to work on making the pastries he had worked for so long to perfect. Perhaps it was homesickness that had him preparing this particular dish but whatever the case, it helped Ignis lose himself for a bit...

And ignore everything else going on. Gods was this place frustratingly hard to figure out.]

Roof

[Kon spends a lot of time up high. He can, after all, so why wouldn't he? Today, he can be found sitting on the roof, staring upwards. It's not long before he takes off, flying higher and higher and higher and....

eventually notices he really isn't getting higher. It's like flying on a treadmill. He stays up for a moment, looking around Wonderland from above, before slowly going back to land on the roof. Well, it was worth a try.]

Network/Action

There's a beach! [Kon's grinning, shirtless with sunglasses as stands in front of the water. The day is sunny and beautiful, and Kon hasn't lived by a beach since he lived in Hawaii.] Why the hell aren't people swimming all the time? This is great!

[He plants the phone on a chair, making sure it has a clear view of the ocean before taking a running start. He whoops as he jumps up... and up... and up... flying until he's high enough to get an epic cannonball going. He emerges, grinning, and shouts:]

SUDDEN CRAZY BEACH PARTY. GET DOWN HERE NOW!

Mirror

[Conner Luthor adjusts his tie as he walks through Wonderland. He doesn't disguise himself as his Real. His dad would never forgive him for wearing the S without really good reason, and anyway, that's not how the Luthors do things. He's not Superboy. And if he were a superhero, which he would never admit, he certainly wouldn't wear that symbol. He'd be way smarter about it.

His motivations for being on the Real side today are to gather information. For his Queen, of course, but also for himself. Information is power, almost as much as money is. And observing can only get you so much. Talking to people, winning them to your side... that's where you can really win. If there's anything his dad has taught him, it's that you can only punch so many problems away. Luckily, his dad has also taught him how to be good at solving those other problems. Even with money not being a factor, he's pretty sure he can do well here.]

Edited (I just blatantly didn't finish the last part) 2017-01-28 19:06 (UTC)

A. Action

[ Finding herself in strange situations isn't exactly new to Kara. Especially in the last year or so. Finding herself in a strange place...well that definitely rates up there on the weird scale.

Still, she's handled tougher than this- she was Cat Grant's assistant afterall. There isn't a lot that's tougher than that.

If Alex were here (and she really wished Alex was here), then the first thing she would do was get an idea of where here actually was.
She's in costume so she takes to the sky scouting the area, forest, beach, mansion, hedge maze??, gardens. Each of those things needed to be looked at more in depth. ]

B. Video

[ She's out of costume now, glasses on, hair pulled back, she's gotten the lay of the land so to speak. She's found a room, read a pamphlet, things still don't make a lot of sense.

Introducing herself to people though, she's good at that, sorta. She can be good at that as long as she doesn't just stick her foot in her mouth or something. But people, she likes people, she can people. ]

Hello. I guess I'm new here, well I am new here I don't just guess I am. New. I'm new. [ Great start, Kara. ]

Right. I'm Kara. I just wanted to say hi. I don't really know what we're supposed to be doing here. But I'm assuming you're all tired of people asking how we get home.

So uh. What do you guys do around here?

[ Good. That's good. Ask a question see who responds. Hopefully someone helpful. ]

( one | arrival | and you've just had some kind of mushroom. )
( Okay. We're sorry that the disturbed shrieking you hear might be more exasperating than anything to long-time residents and those who are used to random interdimensional travel, but secretaries? No. Ava did not sign up for this. She signed up for a normal life. You know. School. Work. Marriage. Coming home to a barking dog and collapsing on a couch.

But no.

She's in some freaking mansion for no apparent reason.

Where did her life go wrong? Everything was just peachy, completely normal, until those headaches started. The visions. The everything that came along with them. )

Hello? ( Ugh, what the hell is she doing? The screaming eventually dies down, footsteps replacing it, storming down the hallway.

Sorry, she really didn't mean to bump into you. )

( two | wildcard | go ask alice when she's ten feet tall. )
( or hit me with anything! i'd have more starters but i'm starving. )

[Kon's in costume too, though considering it's literally jeans and a Superboy t-shirt, it's hard to tell. Also he's walking through the gardens, not flying. But when he sees her? He takes off, flying after her. So you know, that might be a bit of a hint.]

Hey! Supergirl!

[He doesn't actually know her, but it seems like a solid guess to what her name is. All things considered.]

Network

[No preamble, no introduction, just a very important question in plain text. The most important, as far as Loki's concerned.

...It also obscures his identity, a little. At least it gives a range of Lokis it might be, except to the few people who might recognise his texting style.]

So, brave new world, tell me: where is the best place to find a bacon sandwich? :)

-L

Library

[Give Loki access to a library and his first choice is always to see what people have to say about him. Which is why it's a little frustrating that although there's a section for nearly every other mythology he's ever heard of, and a few he hasn't, the section under N remains firmly free of much at all. He frowns at the shelf, fingers brushing the spines of the book, but nope; of the ones he knows of, he can find the Mayans and the Olmecs, and nothing else familiar at all in between. He addresses the air, apparently half-smiling, although his lips are a little tight.]

If this is a practical joke, you should know I'm much better at them. We're much more interesting than a few petty and long-dead tinpot dictators with silly names.

TEA ROOM;

【This is not shaping out to be the very best day of Leia's life.

Several hours after her arrival, after an initial fit and an exploration of the network and the communication devices, she makes her way around the Mansion, hoping to catch a glimpse of something familiar.

Or someones. Of course those two moonjockeys aren't anywhere to be found. Trust a flyboy and a farmer, honestly.

( if they are more than that, if she is worried, if she wishes there were here - well! it's all hidden under a mask of indignation, thank you very much.

She enters the tea room, examines the tables. A moment later, a raspberry cake presents itself to her. 】

Oh now, really. Do I seem to be a wee little girl? If you think my cooperation can be bought with sweets, I can tell you, you shall be sourly disappointed.

【 Who is she talking to? a mystery, really. 】

NETWORK;

This is all highly unacceptable.

【 Princess Leia is having a Day. 】

I don't suppose they'll be courteous enough to tell us what system we're at? Some gall. I've seen civilians and children on this planet - if they think this is some form of bravery, I have to say I'm sourly disappointed.

【 . . . 】

I am highly opposed to not even being told the terms of my kidnapping. Am I to assume everyone else are also being kept in the dark?

[Tim almost--almost--doesn't give the young man a second look. He notices him, of course, but immediately classifies him as "young man in suit who I don't know," and starts to walk by, then stops when he registers the actual face.

It's Kon.

Sure, he's not dressed in the costume, and he looks a bit older, but Tim has been collecting superhero secret IDs since he was nine, and it would be pretty embarrassing if he didn't recognize his own best friend, no matter how he's dressed.]

Uh. Kon?

action;

[How dare this infernal place take him, keep him as they have. Daimon Hellstrom does not do well with entrapment, being someone's potential pawn. It hadn't worked with his dear father, and it wouldn't work here if he had any say at all about it. Still, as much as he wants to rage, to destroy until he's sent back to his own world, he is tempering that initial anger as well he can. It will get him nowhere, he's sure, just as he's certain it has never helped anyone else pulled into this godforsaken place.

And so he focuses on learning his surroundings from the entrance hall to the kitchens to the gardens and everywhere in between. He wants to know his forced home, to be aware of whatever dangers may lurk here. Call him paranoid, but he would rather not be surprised if at all possible.]

How much more ground is there to cover? This is getting tiresome.

[Or perhaps he's just in a foul mood today.]

network;

I highly doubt asking where the exit will get me anywhere since we're all apparently victims of kidnapping here, so I'm going to ask something else.

[And it will save him the potential headache of checking it out himself--]

What's the library like here? Is it worth looking? And tell me there's a bar here, somewhere.

[Perhaps it's not the wisest choice, but he needs a drink after all this.]

Dunno about systems or why we're brought here, but the place is called Wonderland. You'll probably be stuck here for a while so you might as well pick a room.

Wonderland? It must be a jest. What manner of an oaf goes and names a planet like that? Nothing quite wondrous about it at all.

【 this is a rant, really and a pointless one, Leia is aware. This one isn't to be blamed for her situation more than she is to be blamed for his. 】

I may simply pick one? Well, one cannot say they're not hospitable.

【 It's dry as you please but her lips do quirk in something that might be a smile. 】

And you are?

[Network - Video]

[ Hello, network of Wonderland! Have a sometimes-alarmingly chipper and hyper redhead. Her room is empty right now, but only because she doesn't yet realize that she'll be staying here for any length of time. She has a world to save, people! She's got places to go and books to read and theorums to play with. ]

Hi! I'm Cassandra! I'm... [ Her expression shifts. Not that she's lying. She isn't lying. This isn't a lying face. It's just a not-being-completely-honest face. ] New.

[ She looks to the left, and she waits for someone to call her out on it. No one does - not that she'd expected them to - and she keeps going. ] Anyway, I'm looking for some other people like me. Well, not like me. One of them is a guy about my height who has an Australian accent, mate. [ Yes, she did just attempt an Australian accent. Yes, it went poorly. ] And one of them is a guy who looks like a really moody linebacker. And there's one woman who's taller than I am and has blonde hair and looks like she could be a model. There might be another guy, too, who looks more like a cross between Indiana Jones and Milo from Atlantis. [ Her nose crinkles. ] Kind of acts like it, too, or would, if he weren't so self-absorbed so much of the time.

[ Her eyes flick to the camera lens as she realizes she just went off on a tangent and - oh yeah - people might be watching this. Flynn might be watching this. Cue an extra-large smile and a change of subject! ] Anyway!

We're from [ pause for effect ] the Library.

[ She looks utterly serious for almost three whole seconds before she starts moving again, leaning in to the comm. ] And Ezekiel, Jacob, Eve, Flynn? If you're here, tell me where you are.

[ She leans back and waves at the feed, smiling brightly. ] So if anyone could point me in the right direction, I'd really appreciate it! Thanks!

[ Action - The Library ]

It takes Cassandra all of fifteen minutes to find the library. She runs inside, runs around as quickly (and quietly) as she can, whispering Jenkins' name, and then runs back into the hall.

"Don't panic," she tells herself. "It's fine. You're not alone. This is fine. You can still get back to the library." She turns back to the library, though not the one she wants at the moment. "I just need a door," she muses. "And a way to talk to Jenkins to get a door."

After a moment, she closes the doors to the library, closes her eyes, and then flings the door open as she pushes herself through.

Opening her eyes, she finds that she's still in the same library as before.

"Well," she says sourly. "That didn't work."

[As pointed out by at least one resident of this magical prison, Rip happens to be rather terribly British. And being rather terribly British, it would be remiss of him not to make at least some use of the tea rooms, wouldn't it?

(Of course that's not the true heart of his reason. He just won't reveal why quite so easily.)

The one he chooses to frequent today, however, seems to already be occupied. A young woman beats him there, although it would seem their purposes are quite different: he's looking for a cuppa, while she is lecturing what appears to be a delicately crafted piece of cake.

Welcome to Wonderland.]

Oh, you needn't worry about that. Whatever powers run this place don't truly care enough to bribe you specifically.

[Example? Rip approaches the table, sparking a second piece of cake to appear.

...

What? It looks rather good, and just the sort of thing to go with an afternoon tea.]

It's from a book. But try getting things from the closets sometime. And you can take any empty room. It'll change to suit what you want.

[Not that Kay's taken much advantage of that. Aside from the electronics piled up in a corner, his room is pretty sparse.]

The name's Kay. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

"What didn't work?" A much larger than normal mourning dove asks. He saw her run in, out, and in again and wondered if there was something he'd be able to help with. He's a fairly quiet bird and hadn't made noise before now.

[Minato once in a while stopped by the kitchen. Most of the time he had spent if had had anything to do with food was in the Diner since he helped work there, or then in the dining room or a tearoom since those responded to thoughts, like wishes being granted on some small scale.

But the kitchen it is today, and Minato thought that it wasn't a bad idea then, considering what was going on in there. Pastries were awesome.]

Did you need help?

[It didn't look like it, but he thought to ask anyway.]

Not daily, but it does do a lot of screwy stuff from time to time. Watch your back.

NETWORK - VIDEO

[He was not afraid.]

[But he was also far from pleased.]

[A young boy, partway into his teen years, stared into the camera with an aura of confidence. The last few years of his life had prepared him for moments like these...somewhat. The isolation. The uncertainty. And, because it was Gotham, even the insanity. Because of this, he was able to remain calm. Polite.]

While I have appreciated the generous hospitality shown to me... [Compared to prior kidnappings/attemptings on my life] ...I would very much like to return home now.

If it's money you desire, I'm sure we could work something out.

ACTION

[In his exploration, Bruce somehow found his way to the kitchen. His stomach gave a near coincidental grown the moment he stepped foot inside. Only then did he realize just how hungry he was. So he set to work, wandering from cabinet to cabinet. Searching through the fridge.]

[He had been encouraged to make himself at home, after all.]

[The ingredients were surprisingly plentiful, and while they didn't compare with the quality he was accustomed to back at the Manor, it did reminded him of his brief time on the streets. Meaning he could adjust. Some sliced meats here. Bread. Cheese. There were condiments in the cupboards. The sink water ran clear.]

[Within a few minutes, the young man had a hearty sandwich and class of water with him. There was a book on the kitchen counter. One he had borrowed from an earlier venture into the library. He sat at the chair and began idly flipping through the pages as he nibbled on the sandwich. Seemingly forgetting it after only a few bites, so engrossed he became in his reading.]

[Another child.

He has not been in Wonderland long enough to experience so many of its horrors, yet it's hard for him to imagine one that tear at him so much as this. Children, ripped from their worlds and their times, dropped off in this place and left to suffer through whatever machinations the powers in charge deem fit for them.

It's a familiar process, but when the Time Masters has found him? They had at least brought him to a place he could call home, and a woman he would call Mother.]

I'm afraid money isn't what whomever runs this place is after. [He keeps his voice careful, steady. Though the child seems perfectly poised, Rip doesn't want to accidentally break through that resolve--or that facade, should that turn out to be what that steely look is.] And while I share your desire to go home, it's not at all a simple matter.

[Far from dismayed from the news, Bruce almost seemed to have expected it. His resolve/facade didn't falter.]

It rarely is.

[That being said, unless this person was one of his detainers, he would not fault him for being a mere messenger.]

Are you being held here against your will too?

Wonderful. At least I can take some comfort in knowing I'll be able to find certain places easy enough.

Should I be wary of any particular individuals?

[Ignis glanced up from what he was doing, having been starting a second row of pastries on the pan he'd found in one of the cupboards.]

A second pair of hands wouldn't hurt, I suppose.

[He usually manages well enough on his own but company was honestly a welcome thing right now.]

Have you ever baked before?

...Said as if you have some experience with such things.

[He wouldn't be the first; after all, Rip has met a child who apparently (with the help of his twin sister) managed to inspire their town to put an end to the apocalypse.

Oh, the many unique things one can find in such a world.]

Indeed I am. The same should be true for anyone else that you hear from as well. Our captors aren't exactly known for being talkative.

[Rip's only just been there long enough to hear from them once, assuming that the creatures announcing the events were in fact part of the same force keeping them contained.]

My name is Rip, by the way. Rip Hunter.

You could say that. I'm Bruce Wayne.

[And it was meant both as an introduction and an explanation. Like his name should have meant something, particularly in context to their ongoing conversation.]

Do you know who they are? The people who took us. Or what they want? How many others are here?

[He had so many questions and would keep asking until someone either ran out of answers or told him to stop.]

Wonderland's small enough to navigate, but avoid the woods and the ocean. People are okay so far but if you wanna avoid anything, uh.

Probably just be wary of the world itself, actually. And some of the

things that live here.

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Ignis Scientia | Final Fantasy XV

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ava wilson. spn.

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