OPEN LOG for March Madness/Teatime event!

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Who: All characters participating in this part of the event! Also, this crazy chick.
Where: The warped tea garden that might be in another dimension but might not be you don't really know there's just flowers all over the place (read: who the hell knows)
When: March 16
Rating: G???
Summary: Plot post explains most of it.
The Log:

Looks like you've made it, curious travelers, to wherever and whatever "it" might be. Seems like a garden. A vaguely tacky garden that may have been sculpted by a colorblind landscape designer or a habitual acid user. Ignoring the chaotic flowerbeds, bright sunlight, and constant rattle of trees in a lazy breeze that could collectively induce a headache, it might actually be a pleasant place to relax. Hell, there's even a quaint little table set up for you!

Tea, toast, jams, cinnamon spreads, a whole assortment of not-quite-filling-but-still-tasty treats await. There's even those cucumber sandwiches that no one really wants to eat but still puts on their plate to pretend to be a classy motherfucker at fancy events.

Go ahead and take a seat. Relax. Then maybe you'll notice the silent films. Hey, at least they've got subtitles. It's not quite The Artist, but it's interesting. Never hurts to learn a bit of history. It might help with the future.

Ah, but no time to be too pessimistic or anxious about the inevitably turbulent future ahead of you. There's that scientist girl. You know the one. Currently she's wearing yet another bizarre hat (see: the plot post), unnecessary sunglasses, and is chewing on some of those cucumber sandwiches. Mouth open, of course. She's the sort of person you know wasn't invited to the party, but doesn't quite get the hint that they should leave. Even worse, she doesn't get the hint that maybe she shouldn't harass the other guests with her opinions on life, the universe, films, and cucumber sandwiches. You'll probably get the feeling that, at some point, this will transpire over the course of the shindig:



Godspeed to those who get extensive conversations with this social pariah.

But, on the bright side, it seems like a lovely day in... wherever this is. May as well mingle with other baffled (and possibly hostile) party goers (read: other characters) and enjoy the day.

[ OOC note: I'll be heading to bed but I'll respond with Evan tomorrow and as comments come in! GO AHEAD AND GET STARTED AMONGST YOSELVES. IT'S PARTY TIME. ]

Comments

[modernholmes]

[Conan makes his way around the garden suspiciously, investigating everything as he moves.]

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[ AHA THE FIRST GUEST TO ARRIVE. Just one more person and this is officially a party. ]

Welcome, welcome! Conan, right? Not the barbarian, of course. Would be cool if you were.

OPEN

[gochuugoku]

China was suspicious about the tea and treats on the table, so he didn't bother with them. He only took a seat at the table and listened to the music. Sure, it was pretty annoying how it kept playing, but there was something about it that soothed him, maybe even hypnotized him. He lays his head down on his arms and closes his eyes. If one were to look closer, they'd be able to see a small smile on his lips.

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[ And the second he lays down, a certain someone sneaks up on him. Doesn't even sit next to him. No, that'd be way too normal.

Evan stands over him, bringing her face reeeeeeeaaaaaalllyyyyy close to his




and then loudly sniffs his hair.

Even weirder, she then pulls out a notepad from under her hat and jots something down. ]

[crabbygenius]

[The door that shouldn't be there drew Washu's attention. Of course she let her scientific curiosity get the best of her and went down the rabbit hole.

Once she got to the tea party, She spent little time looking around, stopping to watch each scene play out before moving to the next. Of course, she wasn't far from her computer which was recording the entire thing.

Strangely.. she couldn't get a reading on exactly where they were.That both annoyed and baffled the petite scientist. Oh well, may as well enjoy the party.]

[sundancer]

[Ammy recognizes Washu and strides towards her, greeting her with a bark.]

[modernholmes]

[Conan blinks as he recognizes the scientist. He pockets the small notebook he'd been using to copy down his observations and begins to make his way towards her.]

[letterbombsaway]

[ And leaning over her shoulder as Washu records is none other than the Creepmiester herself. Hey, she can definitely understand the impulse to record everything. It's what proper scientists do.

Though it's questionable how "proper" Evan is, given she's also loudly chewing on some cake. ]

We should compare notes! You know, after the party's all over. Not sure when that will be, but unless we're caught in some kind of time warp it can't be more than a day.

[ Said with a full mouth, of course. ]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel wasn't understanding how a woman was still controlling his life but he was twitching too much with insanity from the non stop music to ponder that as he was being dragged] Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

OPEN

[sundancer]

Ammy's sensitive hearing as a wolf made it easier for her to follow the music towards the hospital in Discedo. She cautiously stops before the entrance, her ears up and alert. Her tail swishing occasionally but remaining still most of the time.

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[ Opportunity to converse with a wolf? Yes. ]

Alright, so I know canine's main converse through body language, but I'm prettttyyy sure you're more than the average wolf, according to records.

[ Against all sense, she prods Ammy's snout and lifts up the lips to get a look at the fangs. ]

Normal mouth too, so anatomy won't let you talk unless there's something magical afoot. Oh gosh, what am I saying, I'm talking when I should be posturing!

[ Drawing back, she lifts her hands up to her head to imitate dog ears (swiveled forward means friendly, if she's got it right!). Any observers are probably getting second-hand embarrassment from this. ]

OPEN

[crackpotcrocker]

Denzel gave a grin at seeing the dog, "Hello. I didn't know there was anything like you around this place."

[justicereigns]

[Oh hey coffee and snacks. Score.

But first things first. Smoker is that grumpy "authority" guy who is busy looking for the god-awful record player to turn it the hell off. Damn sound is grating.]

[letterbombsaway]

[ Grumpy authority guy, meet possibly insane authority figure. ]

Party pooper. I thought it was pretty.

Open

[then_there_were_none]

[Practically living in the hospital as she did, it was inevitable that Flandre should find her way into one of these odd doors.

Made odder by the fact that she can't seem to find her way back--and didn't think to create any doppelgangers to anchor herself in Discedo, as opposed to...wherever this was. Though it was a rather pretty wherever-this-was.

...granted, the effect is rather spoiled by being allergic to sunlight. So rather than taking tea or eating any of those treats, Flandre's almost immediately hidden herself underneath the table and its tablecloth in that wonderful shade.]

[letterbombsaway]

[ Peeking under that table would be a certain mad hatter. Or, well, a mad hat-wearer. ]

What're you--

[ the answer seems to come to her almost immediately. ]

Ohhhhh right, right. Vampire, or something of that ilk. You the kind that eats sweets? Want a snack anyway?

[dewebbed]

[ Jack's wandered over to the table, but- what's that lump under there? He leans down and picks up the tablecloth ]

Oh, it's you! What're you up to under here?

Open, yo

[allthecoolgear]

{The Doctor is currently investigating the landscape of this strange garden. He's watched all the films twice, tasted the grass (yea, you heard me), and is now poking things with a stick. He looks vaguely unnerved by that last bit, but that's mostly because he has to resort to poking things with a stick with an ACTUAL stick, since his screwdriver is still broken.

He's also periodically snagging Jammie Dodgers from the table, having determined that everything is safe to eat.
He determined this by trying bits of everything, but that's beside the point.}

[entreats]

[ Ange isn't entirely sure what's going on here. The films are what seems the most useful though, so she's been watching those for a while, but after some time it feels like she won't learn more from them even if she'd watch them more by now.

... Then there's this guy. Right, the weird guy she talked to before, and now he's.. poking things with a stick. .. Totally normal. ]

Would it be a weird thing to ask what you're doing right now?

[obsession]

[ casually wonders what the shit this is—

her eyes glance over the screens upon entering, and she notes them respectively...although she doesn't really get what they're talking about, much less who they are. the most interesting thing here would be the lady with the weird hat, so she adjusts her actions to her interests accordingly— taking a seat at the available table, and smoothing out her capris as she sits.

she'd speak, but the person's mouth was full so she'll just sit here with her hands in her lap and watch curiously, waiting for an opportune moment to do so— aka when she's not chewing.. ]

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[ There is never a moment when she's not chewing. That doesn't stop her from speaking through a mouth full of food. ]

You've got to try some of these. [ pushing a plate of what looks to be chocolate truffles ] No idea what they are, but they're like a friggin' orgasm in my mouth.

[makesfearstrue]

[Note to self: going through odd doors lead to odd places. While her expression didn't match the majority of who else was there, Enil was surprised to see a garden followed by a spread of treats and tea. One part of her was saying that they should leave as soon as possible.

The other was asking if her favorite tea was on the table. Ignoring that voice.

Just for now, the lieutenant is just watching the scene.]

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[ If the lieutenant was hoping for a quiet tea time, she is sorely mistaken. Now that the redhead has gotten her in sight, the best she can hope for is that someone else will come along and distract the scientist.

For now, nope. Evan's coming right on over. Crowding in personal space is her specialty. ]

Where's your smile? Brighten up! Opportunities like this don't come around every day, you know.

[nameofexorcist]

[After watching the scenes play, Kresnik walks over to Evan. He ignores the food on the table and her bad table manners.]

Where are we?

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[ She'll answer in between slurping some tea. ]

Good question! I can give you a short answer or a long one. The short answer is the truthful one, the long answer is strung together with theories and is more interesting.

[carrythesin]

[Kirika, just as the others, was followed by an unfamiliar melody. The melody lead her to a door. With her Beretta at hand, she opened the door cautiously as if she came in for the kill. Green grass and a table, it was a party. She hid her Beretta within her jacket's pocket just in case. She look around at what the party had to offer. Of course it soon lead to the young woman.

Kirika paused and stared at her curiously, and the table too. Just what was she suppose to do here? And this woman, who was she?]

[letterbombsaway]

[ The gun doesn't phase Evan. She just gestures happily to the table. ]

Chill out! Have a snack, enjoy the sunshine!

Opeeeeen

[mysterycross]

{Norway too followed the music, and is now calmly sipping a cup of coffee, surveying the area.}

[letterbombsaway]

[ Once again, Evan gets a little too up-close and personal. ]

Heyyyyy, you're one of those countries! Always interesting. I think I remember your name and some basic facts, but it's not like that means much since I'm not sure where you are geographically on your world. I could get a map...

[ She stops her rambling long enough to sniff his hair. She likes doing this to countries, apparently. ]

How come you don't smell like land or grass? You smell like a smelly person.

[ And she jots this down in her notepad. ]

OPEN

[dewebbed]

[ Anybody wandering to the North should find Jack, munching a pastry, and staring at the movie on the picket fence. He's seen the other two, as well, but the people in this one are the only ones he's familiar with.

What's going on here...? ]

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[ WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?

PARTY TIME.

A certain someone sidles up to him. Since Evan doesn't have popcorn to munch on, she makes do with little treats. ]

Not the best movie I've seen, but it's got a vintage sort of feel to it. Almost spooky.

SHHHHH! THIS IS SO NOT A LATE TAG!

[playwitchu]

Okay, after finally getting over her fear of the building known as the hospital only to find.... Whatever this place is. Are all the insides of hospitals like this? Sai dusts herself off before looking around in wide-eyed wonder. Okay, those are really bright flowers.

Are they real? Do they have a scent and can she pluck them?

These things are what she is planning to find out very soon if nobody stops her.

Nope not at all!

[ochitashinigami]

Heather? Heather? Where are you?