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Fourth Wall Meme

It's the return of the Fourth Wall Meme, and we're opening it for the next full week!

paradisa does not allow non-members to post or comment in our main community, so we're offering this as a place to roleplay with our cast. Both character journals and personal journals are welcome, as well as doubles, original characters, AUs, whatever. Not all can be applied to the main game, but they're certainly welcome here.

Premise:
You wake up in a giant, magical castle. Everything is beautiful and the castle grants material wishes. It also provides a magic journal to every resident that allows everyone to communicate with each other like a two-way radio.

Format:
[Actions] Dialogue.

IE:
[Mickey Mouse enters the room, and sits down at the kitchen table.]

Gosh, guys, is this place ever swell!

What are you gonna do?

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[She looks at the wall.

If it's honesty he wants, he came to the right place.]

Fuck if I know.

I'm standing here trying to figure out how many trips it'd take me to empty out the magic, self-populating kitchen. It's not exactly going to be Friday Movie Nights right out of the gate.

[A ghost of a smile crosses his face, just for a moment] It'd take you a while, Molly.

I know, people here still seem to think we can...I don't know, find some sort of normal lie here. But I don't know if it's even possible to go back to that, after everything.

[She purses her lips just enough to keep herself from frowning outright. This is not a conversation they should be having and she knows it.

But, jesus, he's only a couple years older than her sister.

She breathes in deep, and exhales heavily.]

... Look, whatever life you had before, whoever you used to be, that's not coming back. You could stay here forever, they could nuke every single geek there is, but "normal" isn't a thing that happens for us anymore.

You don't see the kind of shit we have and just go back. That's not how it works.

[God, he wishes he could go back. To his his family again. To have never stepped onto the bus going to Macon. But it doesn't work that way, and he knows it]

No. I know it doesn't. I know there's no going back, hell, I don't even know if there's going forward. Not any more.

[She shrugs.]

Not gonna tell you how to live your life, kid. All I'm saying is that the shit's going to be there no matter what you do, and it's not going away.

Up to you what you wanna do with that.

[He'll just shove his hands in his pockets, kind of the awkward and unsure]

I guess I'll just have to figure that much in my own time.

Nobody here is going to do it for you, that's for sure.

[That's the sad reality of it, to her. You can cobble together all the support you want, but when it comes right down to it everyone's on their own to reconcile all the shit they go through on a daily basis.

She watches him, hands on her hips, and sighs.]

You want my advice, quit worrying so much about "normal." I just ate a burger that came out of nowhere, ain't nothing normal about any of this.

[That's going to get a wry sort of look, Molly]

I'm a teenager, worrying about "normal" is a pretty regular part of my day.

[It just earns him one right back.]

Yeah, believe me, I know it. I'll let you in on a secret: the sooner you stop, the sooner being a teenager starts sucking way less.

Right. The lack of any sort of high school around here would probably help with that.

You'd think so. Wouldn't count on it, though, that shit's everywhere.

But hey, at least you don't have to go to science class.

True. It's only a matter of time before Lee starts teaching here, though.

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