MadxHatterxTeapot

MadxHatterxTeapot's avatar

Registered: 12/10/2006

Gender: Female

Location: In Wonderland, with X.xtHeMaRcHhArEx.X sipping on tea.

Birthday: 06/17/1991

Contact

  • Add to Friends
  • Send Message
  • Trade Items

Equipped List

Wish List

 

About

Hi there! I'm Hatter, but that's 'Mad'ame Hatter to you. I am a young scholar currently in the workings of inheriting my family's business of the TeaPot Towers Corporation.

In doing so I inherit the Mercury Mines in which we have our special workers to harvest mercury in. In doing so on the sidelines our Hatter family known for our multi-delicious teas and fabulouis, if not bizarre hats. Hope to see you all in Topsy Turvy!

Comments

View All Comments

Mad Mr Hatter Report | 10/21/2014 12:23 pm
Mad Mr Hatter
Part 1

Jervis was silent, eyes narrowed into small slits as he watched his cousin quietly, prying a bit of dried blood out from under his fingernails, patiently from his place at the oversized table... confident he was in everything he had once believed, until her sweet little confession surfaced, that she had been poisoning sweet old 'Unc for some time, instantly his breath hissed through his teeth like rattling bones, annoyed that the title... perhaps the honor had been stolen away from him, "--Well ********] he added, defeated... little did he suspect before that they were more alike then he once assumed they were, both terribly mad... and terribly devious. The only mistake he made was suspecting he was the only one with enough cajones to kill off his own family... a mistake he would not readily make again... like accepting tea from... her. Quickly he turned, his calm and collected demeanor slipping into one of a defiant child, slender arms crossed over his narrow chest...and even while she continued to berate him, he shook his head gently... "--Clean up? Clean cup? It doesn't matter..." he uttered off handedly while gripping the bridge of his nose, warding off a headache, "--Queen's protection you know..." he stated rather matter of factly. Her sudden aggression spun him on his axis, lost for words as he struggled to fight her off, angry momentarily like a bitter child in tantrum fighting against a much stronger adult, fingers clutched about his cravat jerking him back hard against the edge of the table... clearly angry... seems dear cousin Jervis was annoyed with being the underdog... bullied, especially by a woman... "--Let me go... damn you... s-stop..." his voice squeaked out, frantic under her grasp, but still she persisted clearly angry with him... and... Chesh... he struggled to recall why... until it was suddenly confessed, "Let me tell you something, cousin. The next time, you...and that feline menace wish to take joyrides in my mines, I will personally see to it, I make you suffer much worse than dear, uncle, Horatio." and then something sunk in, and he smiled, as if the weakness crept back into the recess of his mind, and the cool and collected visage emerged, "--Oh come now precious, don't be so melodramatic, all in good fun.... no one was hurt... severely..." he purred, tongue sliding over his teeth, eyes glimmering such a subtle shade of funeral grey. A laugh, and she would have launched him back, footing lost until he crashed into the edge of the table, jarring a few cups free from their perches on the table... scattering a few roaches free to scurry for safety. With a small groan, followed by another chuckle, he'd adjust his cravat, straighten his attire and speak up, "--That's your problem dearest, you allow business to corrupt your fun, when was the last time you had tea at a non business function... and lets be honest... this isn't 'having tea' " he casually continued, "--I may not have my priorities straight, or interest in the family 'business' but I won't waste this endless existence to endlessness..." in her defense, perhaps to change the conversation, this time it was his poison making... no surprise there, barely seemed to perturb him, "--Poison isn't really my style love," and if anyone knew Jervis, they'd know he was particularly fond of knives, his 'Queens' as he called them, 'Red' and 'White' for their obvious colors----(cont)
Mad Mr Hatter Report | 10/21/2014 12:22 pm
Mad Mr Hatter
Part 2

(cont) Collapsing back in his former chair, legs crossed ankle over knee like a gentleman ought to do he continued, "--Besides... that's why I leave the poison making up to dear..." CRASH, watching as the cups and pots shattered unceremoniously to the floor... "--Marchy... really Cuz' is that necessary... your splashing tea all over my fine boots..." he sighed, tilting one side up and back to look them over... and even as she stormed off, barking at him to clean up the mess, he shook his head, lit up a clove and sat back, not moving a muscle, "--and here I thought I often behaved like a child..." he uttered. Suddenly, he wasn't alone... often times he disliked company, particularly Chevalier's... this time, he actually desired it after that situation. "--She's pissed at the both us you know...next time we ride the mines..." he paused, that smile glimmering more ruthless then before, "--We maim more workers along the way..." always seeming to dare her anger. Stretching, kicking out a seat in offering towards the Cat, Jervis continued seeming more interested in his smoke, not at all protective over family... "--She'll eat you alive Chev... but by all means if you think you're up to the task... she's all yours... might prove entertaining...." if anything, at least cousin dear would serve as a distraction for Chesh, from his beloved Alice...
Mad Mr Hatter Report | 10/21/2014 12:20 pm
Mad Mr Hatter
[align=center][color=darkred] Jervis was silent, eyes narrowed into small slits as he watched his cousin quietly, prying a bit of dried blood out from under his fingernails, patiently from his place at the oversized table... confident he was in everything he had once believed, until her sweet little confession surfaced, that she had been poisoning sweet old 'Unc for some time, instantly his breath hissed through his teeth like rattling bones, annoyed that the title... perhaps the honor had been stolen away from him, [b]"--Well ********] he added, defeated... little did he suspect before that they were more alike then he once assumed they were, both terribly mad... and terribly devious. The only mistake he made was suspecting he was the only one with enough cajones to kill off his own family... a mistake he would not readily make again... like accepting tea from... her. Quickly he turned, his calm and collected demeanor slipping into one of a defiant child, slender arms crossed over his narrow chest...and even while she continued to berate him, he shook his head gently... [b]"--Clean up? Clean cup? It doesn't matter..."[/b] he uttered off handedly while gripping the bridge of his nose, warding off a headache, [b]"--Queen's protection you know..."[/b] he stated rather matter of factly. Her sudden aggression spun him on his axis, lost for words as he struggled to fight her off, angry momentarily like a bitter child in tantrum fighting against a much stronger adult, fingers clutched about his cravat jerking him back hard against the edge of the table... clearly angry... seems dear cousin Jervis was annoyed with being the underdog... bullied, especially by a woman... [i]"--Let me go... damn you... s-stop..."[/i] his voice squeaked out, frantic under her grasp, but still she persisted clearly angry with him... and... Chesh... he struggled to recall why... until it was suddenly confessed, [b]"Let me tell you something, [i]cousin[/i]. The next time, you...and that feline menace wish to take joyrides in [i]my[/i] mines, I will personally see to it, I make you suffer much worse than dear, uncle, Horatio."[/b] and then something sunk in, and he smiled, as if the weakness crept back into the recess of his mind, and the cool and collected visage emerged, [b]"--Oh come now precious, don't be so melodramatic, all in good fun.... no one was hurt... severely..."[/b] he purred, tongue sliding over his teeth, eyes glimmering such a subtle shade of funeral grey. A laugh, and she would have launched him back, footing lost until he crashed into the edge of the table, jarring a few cups free from their perches on the table... scattering a few roaches free to scurry for safety. With a small groan, followed by another chuckle, he'd adjust his cravat, straighten his attire and speak up, [b]"--That's your problem dearest, you allow business to corrupt your fun, when was the last time you had tea at a non business function... and lets be honest... this isn't 'having tea' "[/b] he casually continued, [b]"--I may not have my priorities straight, or interest in the family 'business' but I won't waste this endless existence to endlessness..."[/b] in her defense, perhaps to change the conversation, this time it was his poison making... no surprise there, barely seemed to perturb him, [b]"--Poison isn't really my style love,"[/b] and if anyone knew Jervis, they'd know he was particularly fond of knives, his 'Queens' as he called them, 'Red' and 'White' for their obvious colors. Collapsing back in his former chair, legs crossed ankle over knee like a gentleman ought to do he continued, [b]"--Besides... that's why I leave the poison making up to dear..."[/b] CRASH, watching as the cups and pots shattered unceremoniously to the floor... [b]"--Marchy... really Cuz' is that necessary... your splashing tea all over my fine boots..."[/b] he sighed, tilting one side up and back to look them over...  and even as she stormed off, barking at him to clean up the mess, he 
Bleuberry Ghost March Report | 10/19/2014 8:49 pm
Bleuberry Ghost March
Yup, i can't wait for Friday. X3 Its payday! But I'm ready for whatever task I'll be doing for tommorrow, and the days ahead.

Haven't had the time reply yet, but I'll be working on it over the weekend ^_^
Bleuberry Ghost March Report | 10/19/2014 7:25 pm
Bleuberry Ghost March
Work on the first week was good, aside from being a slow week due to the limit supplies to work with. It was tiring, but things work out. And tomorrow, we'll be working on Election kits. :3
Mad Mr Hatter Report | 10/17/2014 8:40 am
Mad Mr Hatter
I did, and I promise I will respond soon, I've been busy with my new job, and busy looking for a new one... Busy, busy, busy... And tired. But besides that pretty good I guess, yourself?
Bleuberry Ghost March Report | 10/15/2014 4:08 pm
Bleuberry Ghost March
Yeah, just a bit tired from work. I am on for a bit since I'm washing my clothes for tomorrow. Sorry that I haven't been on. x_x Work was slow after the first three days, but its now picking up - if not slightly.
Bleuberry Ghost March Report | 10/15/2014 3:56 pm
Bleuberry Ghost March
Hi <33

x.x - le poop -
Truthorscare Report | 10/11/2014 7:10 pm
Truthorscare
your welcome and there cool :3 hehe i wish i could do the hatter one but damn i dont what items would mix together to make an badass one just Link rofl
Truthorscare Report | 10/11/2014 7:02 pm
Truthorscare
ya when your a boy i tho you were xD omgness im so dumb lol i should of asked oh well but hehe and yeah :3 i like them

Signature

Got an Unwanted/Unloved Hermit Cat?

Donate your Unwanted Hermit Cats to me. :3 Where they will have a happy and loving new home.



Captain of the Feisty Teapot

Kain Refused the Sacrifice.
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. click to show.
Come join in The Legacy of Kain

 

Recent Visitors

Forums

Posts per Day: 2.41

Total Posts: 7081

Latest Posts

My Playlist

You currently have zero playlists!

 
Lieutenant Turel
X.xtHeMaRcHhArEx.X
Mad Mr Hatter
Scrab Demon
Samt03
Kalifreaky
Xain903
Lord Dumah

I will cuuuuut you.

Carrot Chaos Power!

You're not the only Hatter my dear. >:3

Did someone say tentacle rape? 8D

Yes. Yes. I am your God. :3

b***h you know who I am! D< Now gimme some snickers bars!

Excuse me miss, I believe I have misplaced a misfit. His name is Pianoface? :3

8D DUMAH HAVE CAKE NOWS?!