[Earlier, in her quest to Become Multicultural, Kanaya took a chance on one of those mysterious little boxes being handed out, full of This Human Confection Called Chocolate. She has become rather bubbly and friendly as a result, and feels a Strong Love For Her Fellow Female. Must have been the Strawberry Cream, or perhaps the Passionfruit. She ( Read more... )

'kay, word of advice? No matter how much you might be craving chocolate, don't buckle when magical foxes bring you magical chocolates. Seriously, if it wasn't the chocolate, then it was the apple I had for breakfast, but I just- [ she sighs, frustrated ] Y'know, I really wanna...

( [ at this point, the audio feed cuts out, though it's quickly replaced with scrawling across the scroll ] )

[ the writing starts off in large, untidy letters, scrawled slowly across the scroll. The ink blots, but it's at least legible; as the writing continues, it becomes more fluid, but none of it is written in straight lines ]

Dear Citizens ( Read more... )

[It's warm. Not the dry, crusty warm of waking up after a night sleeping on a sand dune, or the oddly pleasant morning warmth she's experienced while sleeping outside in the Gardens. That, and it's also too soft to be the soil of either situation. PM opens her eyes, taking a moment to register everything. Cabin. Sleeping bag. Snowstorm. Human- ( Read more... )

[The mirror pops into view, flickers a few times, then reveals the Queen of Hearts once again, still against a dark background. This time, there's a holly wreath perched atop her hair.]I'm sorry I haven't had the time to listen to all your helpful suggestions, darlings! It turns out creating a world is hard work...ahahaha, who knew ( Read more... )

[A new face has shown up on the vine tonight! It must be; how many people here are decked out in one of those especially revealing Santa costumes? In any case, she's smiling very tersely indeed, leaning down for a rather nice view of the... ornaments.]

Ladies, ladies, ladies! I am most disappointed ( Read more... )

There's a library after all. There's a place labeled "Arcade" near a lake, and if you take the boardwalk you should see a lovely building.
( [Sketch appears here, slowly and meticulously] )

[When the mirror turns on, a young lady is shown bent over a pile of her belongings, still wearing the white shift all new arrivals wake up in plus some oversized hat with various pins clipped onto it, all while throwing around her things. Obviously, she hasn't quite noticed the fact that there's a mirror "recording" her.]

What's going on? This ( Read more... )

[The mirror shows a teenaged girl with odd white-blue hair and wearing a school uniform, sitting crosslegged in the grass. One of the Garden's cats is curled up in her lap, and she's petting it idly]

This may sound like an odd question, but I have to ask. Are any of you in possession of an unusual red phone card?

[ooc: She's trying to determine ( Read more... )