mirror maze [ The mirror maze naturally drew him in. Strange had an affinity for mirrors, ever since he leapt through one onto the King's Roads. Why not take the time to explore this maze? But the more he lingered, the more he realized there had to be some sort of powerful magic at work. The mirrors whispered behind him as he navigated through the maze. Norrell never trusted you. He only sent you off to war to get you out of his sight.
Which was interesting--Norrell couldn't have done anything like this. Oh, he was undoubtedly certain that given the chance, his former friend would find a spell to bother him, but this? The man hadn't the imagination. So that left a different English magician (which was quite silly, there were only two of them in the first place) or a fairy (which was all the better in Strange's mind.) Perhaps if he found his way through, he'd learn more about the maker. But it's when the mirrors whisper What sort of magician couldn't bring his wife back? that Strange's thinly-worn patience snaps. ]
I've had enough of this, [ he eventually announces, seemingly to no one but in reality to whatever magician, fairy, or whatnot put an enchantment on the mirrors (for obviously they must be enchanted, what other option is there?). There's a pause while Strange mutters something under his breath, and then very confidently...walks straight into one of the mirrors.
This isn't some magical ~whoooo spooky~ walking through the mirrors. Jonathan Strange, prominent English magician has walked smack dab into a mirror. Forehead smudging the glass, impact giving off a thud noise, this is Strange looking at the mirror, muttering to it, and seemingly deciding to walk straight into the mirror despite the fact that he 100% knows it's there. He backs up, rubbing the spot where his head connected with the mirror as he grumpily mutters, ]
Well that wasn't supposed to happen.
gamer's circle [ I am from the 1800s and what is this.
Because seriously, Strange has no idea how some of these games work. He's pretty good at guessing some of the ones he hasn't seen before. You roll the ball down the slope and try to get it in the little circle marked '100' or you hit the mole things with a mallet, but how do the mole things pop up in the first place, and so on and so forth. Needless to say, he's been sticking to some of the easier games.
So that's why there's this man arguing with the attendant at the 'toss a ping pong ball into the small cups to try and win a goldfish' booth. Hey, he's got the concept of toss the ball in the cup. It's just the details that he's arguing about. ]
You there! [ and surprise, you're getting dragged into this. Considering that Strange looks rather...well, strange in his appearance with his unkempt clothes and messy hair, you might not want to get dragged into this but sorry friend, you're going to be an arbiter now. ] Settle this dispute for us. Can you squat down to throw the ball or must you do it standing?
[ Both Strange and the attendant look like they're not going to change their position anytime soon. ]
Jonathan Strange | Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell
[ The mirror maze naturally drew him in. Strange had an affinity for mirrors, ever since he leapt through one onto the King's Roads. Why not take the time to explore this maze? But the more he lingered, the more he realized there had to be some sort of powerful magic at work. The mirrors whispered behind him as he navigated through the maze. Norrell never trusted you. He only sent you off to war to get you out of his sight.
Which was interesting--Norrell couldn't have done anything like this. Oh, he was undoubtedly certain that given the chance, his former friend would find a spell to bother him, but this? The man hadn't the imagination. So that left a different English magician (which was quite silly, there were only two of them in the first place) or a fairy (which was all the better in Strange's mind.) Perhaps if he found his way through, he'd learn more about the maker. But it's when the mirrors whisper What sort of magician couldn't bring his wife back? that Strange's thinly-worn patience snaps. ]
I've had enough of this, [ he eventually announces, seemingly to no one but in reality to whatever magician, fairy, or whatnot put an enchantment on the mirrors (for obviously they must be enchanted, what other option is there?). There's a pause while Strange mutters something under his breath, and then very confidently...walks straight into one of the mirrors.
This isn't some magical ~whoooo spooky~ walking through the mirrors. Jonathan Strange, prominent English magician has walked smack dab into a mirror. Forehead smudging the glass, impact giving off a thud noise, this is Strange looking at the mirror, muttering to it, and seemingly deciding to walk straight into the mirror despite the fact that he 100% knows it's there. He backs up, rubbing the spot where his head connected with the mirror as he grumpily mutters, ]
Well that wasn't supposed to happen.
gamer's circle
[ I am from the 1800s and what is this.
Because seriously, Strange has no idea how some of these games work. He's pretty good at guessing some of the ones he hasn't seen before. You roll the ball down the slope and try to get it in the little circle marked '100' or you hit the mole things with a mallet, but how do the mole things pop up in the first place, and so on and so forth. Needless to say, he's been sticking to some of the easier games.
So that's why there's this man arguing with the attendant at the 'toss a ping pong ball into the small cups to try and win a goldfish' booth. Hey, he's got the concept of toss the ball in the cup. It's just the details that he's arguing about. ]
You there! [ and surprise, you're getting dragged into this. Considering that Strange looks rather...well, strange in his appearance with his unkempt clothes and messy hair, you might not want to get dragged into this but sorry friend, you're going to be an arbiter now. ] Settle this dispute for us. Can you squat down to throw the ball or must you do it standing?
[ Both Strange and the attendant look like they're not going to change their position anytime soon. ]
wildcard!
[ eeeeeeey, I am up for whatever! ]