Forest Clearance

[Sleepyish v2]

It's not so bad once you get used to it, some may even like the peace and quiet this place has. Once you go deeper the forest gets more thicker. Beware of other creatures lurking around.

 

[Nyans Guild Mule]

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Hollow hummed quietly to herself, spinning in circles through the forest. One of the things she enjoyed about being a ghost was being so weightless, everything flowed once she was in ghost mode. She rarely was in ghost mode though, it scared people, and while a part of her enjoyed it, she knew it wasnt the real her.

She liked being here, it was lonely but there were so many little animals around and tall trees, it didn't feel lonely at all, just peaceful. "I saw the flower, carried by the soft stream. " she mumbled out hazily, a song she had heard when she was a child but couldn't fully remember yet, it was old and though she had asked, nobody had known it.

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[Dango Tiger Yukimura]

Yajirushi Inazuma(Gekigami)



"Itegami! Get back here!" demanded a rather angry Gekigami or by his alias Yajirushi. He stormed around the forest looking for his friend then he was greeted by a breeze of cold air that made goosebumps appear on his bare arms. "I know you're there, I can feel the cold air that lingers around you." Itegami giggled like a child as he emerged from behind Gekigami with a smile on his face. "Heeey there tiger-kun~. I was right behind you all along~." Gekigami turned around to see Itegami who was wearing a black wool cap to cover his horns then placed a hand on his head. "Didn't I tell you to stick together with me? There are demons that work with our enemy that wants to kill us and I don't want you out of my sight." Itegami sighed and shuffled his feet then sheeplishly giggled and Gekigami gripped Itegami's head tightly with a frown. "That's nothing to giggle about, you stupid ox!"



Kori Toketsu(Itegami)

 

[Sleepyish v2]

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I am actually watching Alice In Wonderland right now <3

A large chair sat at the beginning, or was it the end, of the ten foot long dining table placed in the middle of no where. Laughing and taking numerous sips of tea from a cup that never seemed to empty was The Hatter, Oliver. The chair at the beginning or at the end was his. When the time came that guests and himself were to move seats, it was still his. "No getting around it, over, or under." He was talking to himself. You see, no one had showed up yet for the tea party he was hosting. The residents of Wonderland should have been used to the daily get together by now. For havens sake, Oliver would complain everyday about who showed and who decided to waste their times doing idiotic things like spending alone time. "Sideways and loopy loops to. Specially those naughty loopy loops." What was he going on about? Oh yes, the chair. It stood at six feet and five inches, making him looking like a munchkin in comparison. Maybe that was exactly the reason his hat was so big. With added inches from the hat, the red head was almost six feet. Suddenly sighing and taking off said hat, he reached across the table to grab a chipped tea pot full of steaming hot tea. The type of tea varied from time to time. Kava tea was used as an Anxiety remedy for the Hatter, Peppermint tea was always a treat, and sweet tea was never served hot and was Oliver's least favorite. Taking the tea pot handle carelessly in his hand, he poured it through the hole in the top of his hat. At the end of the stream would be his favorite tea cup. Why the boy poured his tea this way he'll never know.

Why would this old broken and poorly painted tea cup ever be the favorite of the so specific and picky Oliver. To put it simply, it reminded him of someone. To extend this explanation, it reminded him of Alice was here. The very miss Alice of wonderland that had stolen and bit right into the hearts of every loony boy here. Also, it was the only tea cup that hadn't completely shattered since she left. Thank the March Hare for that. Speaking of the blonde skirt herself, wasn't there a fun game going on right about now? One involving the very skirt. Oliver's eyes winded and he fitted the top hat back on his head, only to have it tilt sideways a few seconds later. "A game, a game to win, a game to loose. Fun..always fun..fun. Only she will choose? " He chuckled and stood up from his chair to climb up onto the cluttered party table. Next to his foot, a ticking watch laid upside down. The time..it didn't matter all that much, because for now, Oliver had no idea when Alice would show to Wonderland. He picked it up anyways and stared at the slow moving hands with a bored expression. "A shame, the darn thing is two days wrong." He glared at the clock and then threw it down back onto the table, breaking a perfectly good plate in the process.

Oliver would have to find a way to find out when Alice arrived. The talking ladies in bloom were always gossiping about the daily news and what not, they'd be helpful. He jumped down from the table and walked over to the flowers with his hands placed behind his back. The whispers of who and who and so and so stopped when the Hatter knelled down on one of his knees to have a chat. Putting on a smile, he tipped his hat in greeting to the pansies. "I'm sure you've heard of the pretty little girl in blue herself, it would be oh so kind of you all to share a secret with me." Taking a moment to read the expressions on the flowers faces, Oliver hummed to himself and then spoke once more, "If you didn't know, once a secret is shared with one that is not supposed to hear it, it will no longer be a secret. Being that truth is true, you should expose it to me anyways, just so I don't have to force you." He gave them an even wider grin, one that would be familiar to that of the Cheshire Cat's. He hadn't even given the flowers a chance to speak yet and just when no one was about to answer, a newly bloomed rose giggled, "Alice has been welcomed already, that is for sure."

Over joyed, Oliver stood up and clapped his hands. "Little Alice fell down down down the hole . . ." He sang, and then skipped back over to the table. He climbed back onto the tops of it and span around, not knocking over a single cup or pot. "Bumped her head and bruised her soul!" He cheered with a grin smacked and glued onto his face. Then..the Hatter stopped. Alice would be there soon...if she had any manners at all. After all, it was very rude to be eleven years late to the Hatter's tea party. Looking down at his feet, Oliver suddenly dropped to his knees and shook the many glass utensils sitting around him. "A game, a game to win, a game to win. Fun..always fun...fun." He mumbled and moved his position around so that he was sitting criss crossed. Teacup Alice, his favorite cup which was conveniently was sitting right in front of him now, was still full of the steaming hot tea he poured only moments before. The boy wrapped a finger around the handle, brought it to his lips, and took a sip. "You're invited, Alice." He let out a twisted form of laughter and returned to his tea.