[After some tinkering with the vine (which mostly resulted in scribbles and shouted swear words - feel free to have seen or heard them), Santana finally gets it right. Oh, look, a mirror. You're all treated to the image of her primping as she muses to herself.]This is...insane. I am literally talking to cats. Like a crazy person. I feel homeless ( Read more... )

[The audio on the Vine is...a little more distorted than usual for this message. But that's definitely the Queen's voice coming out of it. Singing.]

Here we are as in olden days ( Read more... )

This is the strangest-- well one of the strangest things I've ever seen! I never thought I would see a megaphone sprout out of vine like this!

I wonder if... [she speaks softly to the vine, asking for some way to show herself to those who are listening]

[and then there's a bright smile of a young girl]Oh! I guess everyone can see me now right? ( Read more... )

[Ramona appears in the mirror holding scissors and a flat iron. She has cut her hair shorter (into a bit of a bob) and straightened it, but it's still the same blue it was before. Several different boxes of hair dye sit on a table next to her - red, pink, mauve, magenta, purple, green, pine green, lime green, sky blue, navy blue, midnight blue, ( Read more... )

[ Amaterasu, still wearing the shift she woke up in, is sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Garden. The cat's scrolls are stacked next to her, and she's holding her clothes in her lap, looking over them curiously. It's not every day one wakes up as a human rather than a wolf ( Read more... )

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[The mirror opens on a young woman sitting cross-legged in a clearing. Her expression is blank.]I have been instructed to use "the Vine." This appears to be a complex communications system disguised as a natural growth. I will follow instructions ( Read more... )

[ Caprica has been avoiding Gaius's house ever since she accidentally conjured it from her memories. Once she considered trying to burn it down, but eventually decided she couldn't bear it. The original is already ash and splinters because of her; she doesn't want to repeat that ( Read more... )

Well, well, well, what have I found here... [France leans in close and peers at the vine.] It seems I have been abducted by some truly horrible people, non? How should I deal with such a thing?

[Taps on the mirror.] Le chaton a-t-il indiqué la vérité? Can you lovely mademoiselles hear me? Ah, someone as wonderful as moi really cannot be held for ( Read more... )

[The mirror opens to a sunny morning, and a girl sitting on the ground. Her wings would probably be reflecting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight if it weren't for the fact that she's sitting under a good-sized parasol - her one actual wish from the stars. It's pink.]

I don't get it.

[She looks around suspiciously at the trees and flowers and ( Read more... )

[Private thoughts, hackable if you can read her mood]

For all the holes I could point out in the Warrior Princess's reasoning...why didn't I keep investigating on my own? At the first remotely plausible suggestion from one of the kidnappers, I just sat back and followed orders. Used the meager tools I was given for tiny, insignificant comforts ( Read more... )