WEEK 1

[whimsicalism]

Well! That was some tea party, huh? You've finally seen the faces (or perhaps the singular is more proper here?) of your captors. A pair of creepy twins seem to fit the overall theme of the Castle at least. Why not have Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dum, after all?

Regardless, it doesn't seem that they're changing their minds any time soon. The first floor of the Castle is still open up to you. The Audience Hall is still locked most of the time so perhaps you can meet the Alices there if you need to. There are plenty of things to occupy your time before the inevitable slow erosion of your memories. If this is a game, who will make the first move? You or the twins?

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((OOC: Welcome to peace week! There will be no case this week so just have fun and explore. If you want to investigate please put Investigation in your top level. Don't forget to put threads in for regains or go to the Audience Hall to meet the Alices.

Also, if you want to keep up to date on things we now have a discord server!))

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[littlebratziska]

[Franziska had been in the library, leafing through biographies, when a voice appears out of nowhere, and that makes her jump slightly at the table, and glance quickly around to find nothing out of the ordinary, at first. Banners and decorations unfurl themselves as Alice talks, and Franziska watches and listens until the end, then slams her book shut sharply.]

Halloween is not until October!

[twinverses]

[There's no response but she probably can feel the sense that some brats are laughing at her.]

[littlebratziska]

[R U D E]

[battlestations]

I'm more surprised they're committing to a date at all. Earlier they were trying to tell you this place is timeless, weren't they?

[yeah he was listening to the others' conversations with the Alices.

...also, he's giving her a wide berth with a slingshot in hand. NO REASON.]

[littlebratziska]

They didn't say anything about that to me. It doesn't make sense, though - the flowers outside don't look like it's October!

[Well, as long as he's not pointing it at her that's okay she guesses. Kind of funny that he's so skittish even already, though.]

[battlestations]

[he was skittish before he came here.]

They probably just put in whatever flowers they wanted and the climate to boot. We can control time here, why not the weather?

[littlebratziska]

If that's true, what does it mean for something like when we left home? It's supposed to be summer! Nothing here ever makes sense!

[nothingposh]

The clock changes the time outside and that's your objection here?

[He's just saying. If you told him you could spin the clock and make time go faster, he'd just accept that.]

[littlebratziska]

Even if it's not supposed to be the same time of year here as it was at home, it... the garden didn't look like October!

[Who knows about now, she guesses]

[scratchitti]

It was summer for me- time is all screwed up here.

[littlebratziska]

At home it was summer vacation - the only reason I was even in America was that it was summer vacation!

[scratchitti]

Same... Summer vacation.

[A pained look crosses his face, but he shakes it off]

Honestly, since I was able to mess with a clock she could make it any time of year she wanted.

[littlebratziska]

But- but it doesn't even look like October! Look at the garden!

[Not that it really matters she guesses but There Is A Right Way To Do Things, Darn It]

[imozon]

Isn't it November already?

[littlebratziska]

It was summer for me, but it certainly does not seem like autumn in this place.

[octopups]

[It's a couple minutes after the announcement and oh my goodness who's that running up from the back of the library? TRICK QUESTION IT'S THOSE EIGHT DOGS AND THEY LOOK A LITTLE SPOOPED. They spot Franzie first and now they are going to run around her legs nervously!!]

Franziska! That room with the glass front box, it got bigger!!

[littlebratziska]

[She jumps slightly when a small pack of dog things runs through the door, with much ticking of nails against the hard floors. She's still not really used to this... person? people? creature?, but it - he? - had seemed friendly enough before, and he seems friendly enough now, it is simply very odd, and for someone used to perfection was somewhat of a wrench in the works.

But she'd pet him before, and now is no time to act strangely.

It does not help that she does not know what he is talking about, however.]

What glass box?

[octopups]

The box with the viewscreen on it! In the, um... [Several of him slow down their runnings-about and he looks back and forth at himself, trying to remember the term he'd heard someone use.]

Oh! Right! The "media room"!

[Look Amdi has seen castles and he has seen fucking spaceships he does not know much about the inbetween inventions like TV yet.]

[littlebratziska]

[She is never sure which of him to look at, is the problem, and after a moment chooses one at random.]

The media room? What do you mean it got bigger?

[she is ABSOLUTELY going off to investigate, he can come with her!]

[octopups]

[You and every human in his canon, Franzie]

I mean it got bigger!! The walls moved and there is about twice as much floor area now I think!

[He will indeed come with her!]

[littlebratziska]

[She trots off to the media room, throws open the door, and freezes.]

W-wha?

[octopups]

[Amdi spills in around her and bounds over to the spot on the wall in the "newer" half of the room that he touched earlier.]

I think I got in here right after it got bigger, because when I touched the wall right here, [he points] it jiggled! Like it wasn't done being made yet!

[littlebratziska]

It... it what?

[She immediately makes a beeline for the wall, and presses very close to look at it very closely.]

The walls were soft sometimes when I looked at them too, but it felt like clay. It was still solid!

[octopups]

Like clay? Weird... I'm pretty sure it was jiggly, like those colorful fruity jelly things that are in the dining room sometimes. [He means Jell-O.]

[After a sec he cocks a couple heads in confusion.] Wait, where were the walls like clay?

[littlebratziska]

Everywhere. [It is remarkable how quickly you can become accustomed to talking to a pack of notdogs when there are other things to focus on.]

Especially where there's rare materials, like marble and gold and ebony. They don't always feel like that, but sometimes they do if you really focus, especially when you first touch them.