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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 1:03 pm
Name: Yumi Age: 17 How did u get in Wonderland?: When Allison got back to the real world she showed Yumi Personality: happy, out going, crazy Likes: Her friend allison, weird things, being herself Dislikes: nothing realy Picture:  Linrart by: Kupoedcat12 Color by: xuchihaxkagomex Bio: Nothing to really tell you... She lived a normal life till Alison showed her in.
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 3:18 pm
((Oh... Um, Marchie is supposed to be the March Hare, not an OC.))
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 3:21 pm
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 3:24 pm
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 3:26 pm
(anyone want to start? we has enough chracters)
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 4:35 pm
(I would love this to start =D Now can some one join the midnighters rp? D=)
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 5:05 pm
(i joined already..... me start) The dormouse sat in his teapot sleppyly singing,"Twinkle twinkle little bat, How i Wonder Where ur at, like a tea tray in the sky...." And he fell asleep as usual
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 6:45 pm
(Kagome im still waiting on your reply in our battle for UTG >w< -hugs-)
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 7:11 am
((where shuld i start at the queens castle?))
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 7:35 am
Marchie giggled furiously and raised her cup of tea to her lips, looking down in confusion as she realized there was no tea to be had in her cup. She smiled sweetly and threw the cup at a tree, watching the china shatter into thousands of pieces. She giggled. "I wonder where Hatty's at."
Mel bit her lip and watched Marchie destroy things. As usual. "Um, I suppose The Hatter should be arriving soon, March." Mel sighed and slumped in her chair. "Oh, do be quiet, Dormouse. Between you and Mad March, I may just lose my head."
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 1:07 pm
Julius knocked on the door as he adjusted his hat and made sure his leather attire was clean, *seven years.....seven years and now she asks me to tea...the nerve* he thought to himself.
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 3:48 pm
Marchie grinned and leaped out of her chair, skipping to the door. She hastily opened it and giggled. "There you are Hatty! Where have you been? Have you any idea what time it is? You're dreadfully late for tea. Seven whole years late!" Her hand twitched, and she restrained herself from striking him. "Mustn't eat Hatty." She whispered to herself. She licked a little bit of blood from her lip and laughed, pulling on his hand. "You've been bad, Hatty, leaving Melly and I all by ourselves. People were hurt, and Melly and I have missed you, Hatty."
Mel stared at the newcomer, searching for his face in her mind. She noted that it had been seven years sin5ce Marchie had seen him, so she must have known him. She had been with Marchie since she was 7, and that meant she had known him for a year. Hatty... Hatty... The Hatter! Mel smiled. So that was it! He was the boy who had been so nice to her when she was little. She stood and walked over to him. "Hi." She smiled warmly at him. Could this really be him? He was always so happy, but this boy seemed rather... well, morbid. "You might not remember me; I was only eight years old last time you saw me, but you were really nice to me. Thanks." She grinned and offered her hand.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 7:22 am
Julius ignored Marchie's attempt to strike him and let his glove slide off to escape her grip, he turned his attention towards the young girl who stood before him, "hmm you seem familiar, in fact you seem to familiar almost like you have been here before, hmm silverish white hair, blue grey eyes, that signature grin of innocence, ah now i remember you Miss Melody, it's has been quite a while since i saw your warm smile" he replied while tipping his hat and retrieving his glove from Marchie, *i can tell this is going to end in conflict...Marchie never was good at being mature...even miss Melody acts more mature then her elder...tis a pitty* he thought to himself and took a seat.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 9:16 am
Marchie laughed and pulled out a chair. "Melly and I have been waiting for you, Hatty. Where have you been?" She walked up to him and placed her finger under his chin, turning him towards her so that her face was barely two inches from his. "You seem to have changed, haven't you Hatty. You shouldn't have left me alone." She pulled away and stepped back. "Where's little Allie? You were supposed to bring her!" She waggled her finger at him. "Shame on you, leaving, first me, then Allison."
Mel shook her head silently and shoved Marchie to the side. "Oh, will you be quiet. You've already caused me a headache, and you're not making it any better." She sighed and turned back to the Hatter. "You seem to know Marchie pretty well, so I don't have to apologize for her behavior, right? Come sit down, and ignore her. Lately, she's been getting worse. Ever since that Alice person started rising up, Marchie's started going... Well, even more messed up than usual. Did she kill random things when you knew her? The good side of this is, sometimes she has little clear moments where she's completely normal."
Marchie sat on the floor for a minute, confused and not understanding that someone could push her to the ground. She gathered herself and brushed herself off. Annoyed at Mel, she threw a knife at her.
Mel heard the familiar whoosh of air, and stepped to her left. The knife struck the wall with such force that it buried itself in the plaster, nearly up to the hilt. "And thus, another day begins, in my completely normal life."
Marchie giggled with glee and rushed up to hug Mel and pat her on the head. "Good girl. You're getting even better. I was afraid you might have forgotten!"
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 10:13 am
(um Julius is the hatter ya know XD not a OC)
Julius glared at Marchies words as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigs and a box of matches, "hmm well it seems that i might be overstaying my welcome since some people wish to dredge up the past that should be locked away for good" he thought out loud while striking a match and lighting up his cig as he inhaled the beautiful toxins and exhaled a cloud of black smoke.
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