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on the prospect of a canon update

[ Uh oh. Someone isn't too happy with this idea. ]

I'm hardly surprised. One month of peace seems to be too much as it is, but of all things you could do, are you really considering a return to the city from that point? Please explain to me your fascination with the Queen's domain. Have you forgotten her role?

Foolishness. We both know exactly how that will turn out.

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The ones who weren't completely oblivious to your situation still rejected actual evidence. How could they? [ Alice is adamant in subjects she firmly believes in and she has strong opinions that she can become downright unyielding over - in this case it strikes her as incredible how so many people could do that to someone, and part of it has to do with her own life experiences. How strange for her to find a point to relate, but still, she does.

This is all very puzzling - she doesn't know Victor the same way he knows another instance of her (or the same way either Mundane could grasp the situation) and ultimately all these different levels of meta can indeed become troublesome to keep track of. It's best to focus on their conversation, she thinks. ]

So you helped me? Or- the Alice you know. You helped her. Us. [ She's not about to argue semantics. ] And in returned, she helped you recover your own memories?
[ A frown. ]
To consider bringing you from such a point is downright cruel.

Edited 2012-11-25 05:08 (UTC)

All I can say is Pastor Galswells is a very scary man, and I s-suppose having the dead rise is a rather upsetting situation. . .even though everyone seemed all right by the time we a-arrived at the church. . . *He shakes his head. He's given up trying to figure out how the villagers could do that. What's important is that they did, and now he has to figure out how to deal with that. Or not deal with it, considering Burtonsville no longer feels like home to him. . .

Yes, it does get confusing, doesn't it? Victor feels a little weird having to explain this to someone he feels he already knows. . .but that's what happens when you meet people from different universes. Fortunately, he has some experience with that from tumblr -- he can handle it. He thinks.*

*A nod.* I d-did my best, anyway. *And now, a real smile.* And yes. She did everything she could to bring them back. Ended up with her drawing the Hobby Horse and a few other weapons so I could borrow them to smash down the wall that he set up in my mind to block my memories. . .

*He nods again, looking grumpy now.* I know. I'm fortunate in that she wouldn't want to do it until that part of my story is actually up for all to read (she's writing it down), and apparently the part in question is giving her trouble. Mostly where the chapter breaks should go, I believe.

He must be. It's understandable to be frightened, but it's awful that they'd place the blame on you. Why, you sound like you had much to deal with as it was. [ Her tone isn't necessarily sympathetic, it's not much like her to sound like that. But any coldness is directed mostly at the actions performed against Victor.
It would all be much easier if Alice knew all of this already.

She looks down at her hands, momentarily feeling the imaginary weight of the hobby horse. She always did like that weapon. ]

Did she? I hope she drew a proper teapot cannon for you too. [ If any other instance of her helped him, then she would like to hope that she did a good job. Second-guessing herself does happen on occasion, however. ] And... I'm glad it worked. [ She nods, attempting to sound calm and rational. ] Or I hope it did.

[ She tilts her head ever so slightly. ] Well, that gives you time to convince your mundane otherwise, isn't that so? It's a good thing. Although mine hopes that yours can find a way to solve that problem; she believes it can be quite troublesome.

Yes, it was a -- *He stops himself from saying "crazy" because that just seems rude.* Difficult time in my life. *He rubs the back of his neck a moment, then straightens.* It's all in the past now, though -- technically. I'm doing m-my best to move on. And my mun assures me the series ends happily, so -- that's something?

*He smiles a little.* Oh yes. Hobby Horse, Teapot Cannon, Clockwork Bomb, and I believe the old Jackbomb for good measure. And it did work. Or it will work. *He frowns. Tenses become confusing when you personally are from the end of the story, but the story itself is only up to the middle.* The mun says it will work, she just hasn't written it down yet.

Yes, and hopefully I'll get her to change her mind. Or at least get the idea out of her system in a meme where it'll do the least damage. *He nods.* Mine thanks yours -- it's just a matter of keeping some chapters from being tiny and others from being huge, she says. Balancing me in London and you in Wonderland.

I imagine as much. [ Alice nods, listening intently. ] And it's certainly something to look forward to - I suppose mundanes can be trusted to tell us the truth on those matters. I would like to hope that mine does that, at least.

[ There's a pause on her behalf as she remembers some of her older weapons and only then does she continue. ] The Jackbomb was very useful to me on some of the toughest occasions; if you realise its true power, it will be useful to you too.

And my mundane asked me to let yours know that she wouldn't mind taking me to a meme if you happen to be there. I can't complain - it seems interesting, doesn't it? I'd like to know more about your story.

*Victor nods a little.* Yes, I can take comfort in that mine is. She likes her happy endings. And she's had me on tumblr for a while, so I know how she works with that. . .

I think it was -- or will be -- very useful against that wall. *He fiddles with his tie for a moment.* I'd hope I wouldn't need it against anything else. . .

*Little blushing.* Well, that's v-very kind of you and your mundane. We'll h-have to see if anything in particular catches her attention. . . *He smiles.* She's still working on it, but this has some more information, if you or your mun is interested.

Has she? Well that's not so bad then, is it? Mine prefers these pages; games, memes, her so called "muse box"... [ quotation marks and everything. ] It has been manageable so far, but I wish she didn't remind me that I share this space with the Red Queen. It's can be very upsetting.

I hope you won't have to use it against any other enemy, but if you do, then you'll know what to do. I hope the other me will help you with that; if she has reason to encourage you, then I do too.

There are all sorts of memes and there is plenty of time. [ Alice nods. ] Thank you. I will make sure she reads it and allows me to do so as well.

*Victor smiles.* I started out on tumblr, actually. Though my mun has experience RPing in this style -- she used to be on LiveJournal. Anyway, it's been good -- met other mes, other people from my canon -- well, f-first canon -- and even an Alice whom I had some very g-good times with. . . *The smile fades.* Though they've all -- l-life happens, you know? *Frowning now.* Oh dear -- that's -- awkward. *Understatement of the year, Victor.*

*He nods* I'm sure she will. Thank you very much.

*Another nod.* That's true. That 'Bakerstreet' place seems very busy. I'm sure something will pop up sooner rather than later. *A small smile.* You're very welcome.

I see. I believe mine mentioned having been on that live journal place before she found me. [ She nods. ] It's easy to meet new people here, but sometimes it's just as easy to lose contact. It's very unfortunate. That has happened to some of the other muses whom I share my mundane's creative space with.

[ She can't help it; for once, she offers a tiny, yet sincere smile. ] Bakerstreet is indeed very busy; my mundane has found very interesting memes there - and it seems as though we have options already, isn't that so? I think we might actually have... Fun.

Mine finally bit the bullet after LJ started something up about changing the comment page. . . *Shrugs, then nods back.* I imagine. In my case, on tumblr, people just -- well, their muses -- l-left. *He bites his lip, then looks away.* There's nothing you can do about it, I suppose. I just hope I'll be able to make some other friends on here.

*He can't help but smile back. She's got such a pretty smile.* My mun's been enjoying it too so far. And it does appear that way. I c-certainly hope we do. *A little shy tie-fiddling.*

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