Chris followed the path until he crossed through the endless white gates. On the other side was a series of mirrors, going on for seemingly forever. As he passed by them he noticed each one reflected a face back at him that he'd never seen before. The ones that were cracked and empty were the creepiest though.
He kept walking until the hallway seemed to get dark. Suddenly he entered into a room devoid of mirrors, with a single empty throne.
"Stand," booms a voice, but it is wispy and brittle, the sound of thousands of icicles bristling before a snowstorm, "stand, visitor, and listen. I cannot be freed so I am unafraid for I am [ Grief ] and a container. I exist to ease the pain of destruction. I will not move until this purpose is completed."
"Now, visitor, you cannot defeat nor free me. You may explore my castle if you wish, but I have a few questions. I have very little visitors as a prisoner. Answer my questions, tell me a story, tell me about your world, and I will give you something in return. May it serve you well if the fates misalign and I am freed one day."
Chris screwed his face up. He wasn't particularly sure he wanted to answer any questions the queen had. He remembered what the AI Alice had said about needing to defeat the queens. But a treasure in return might be worth it.
First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self.
"My name's Chris. I come from an organization in the human world."
Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey.
"I fell down a rabbit hole, like a ********' story book. I've been playing this like a game, doing quests and following the paths, but it's getting weirder and more intense. I want to do what I have to to get out of here."
Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy.
"The human world is... normal." He grimaced. He supposed no one would know what normal meant here. "There are no striped trees, no magic food. In my organization we work in groups to protect it from evil and keep everyone in ignorant bliss, I guess."
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
"Yeah," he nodded. He waited for her to move on, but she pressed on the question. He threw up his hands in exasperation. "A couple years ago I decided I needed to do something with myself. I left to figure it out, and my cousin, who I'd thought was my best friend, got angry. It's left me feeling burned, or some s**t I guess."
What are you afraid of?
He rubbed the back of his neck and closed his eyes. "Dying without fixing my relationships, I guess."
Tell me a secret about yourself.
"I hated the military."
What is it that you wish for the most?
"A do-over."
"It is strange." the White Queen finally responds, "You are different, and so are your memories. I feel as if something may, perhaps change. Thank you for your story. I hope we do not meet again."
Chris snorted and shook his head, and left the room through one of the new doors.
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My character's username: TotallyAllan My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 40 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Small IC description of character: Blonde dude in all blue caterpillar garb. looks like a dweeb. Character journal:Here
ANY PERSON I AM RPING WITH I WILL QUOTE LIKE THIS
Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 11:20 am
Blightning stood before the magnificent White Castle.
He had worked for this. All the quests he had done, the battles he had fought, the sweets he had climbed... it was all for this, the time he would arrive at the castle and declare it his own--well, his faction's own, he supposed. It was time to storm the castle, but something was in his way. This was probably his challenge, and he would stand up to it bravely, puffing his chest out confidently as he moved forward. Even the wavering, shaky voice did not frighten him. He could handle this. Besides, if the Grief was trapped, perhaps speaking with them was the nicest thing he could do before storming in and taking the place over.
"First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self."
Blightning clicked his tongue against the top of his mouth. "My name is Yildirim Ignatius Svarog, but I go by Ignatius. I am a lightning elemental. I attend Amityville in Halloween Town and am probably sleeping there at the moment."
"Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey.
"I started in Tulgey Woods and talked to some trees. I've also talked to some cheshire cats and some caterpillars, gone through a maze, and attended a tea party with absolutely delicious foods--can we get more of those?" He leaned in closer, and murmured, "Ya' might wanna clean up the glitches, though."
He still didn't know what the golden key he had gotten was supposed to do, or even if it had a purpose. Was it a glitch key too?
... Eh...
It was still fun to explore the glitches.
Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy.
"Halloween is a diverse place. Fun. Large... very large." Was that enough? "I think it's home. Not sure what I'd do without all the colorful people that are there or all the things to see."
After a moment, he added, "It could use some jello trampolines, though."
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
Easy.
"No."
Why?
Blightning shrugged. "Not sure. I guess I've had it easy."
That was the only time he'd ever admit that.
What are you afraid of?
Blightning was silent for a moment. Perhaps that would give the hint? Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be the case. The air was growing heavy. It felt like it was pressing in on all sides. He had to give an honest answer, and he swallowed hard, perhaps also trying to swallow the emotions as the neverending nightmare returned to his mind.
"Being unable to run. Being trapped. Being alone. Being in the dark with no one around and being isolated. I ... don't like that."
Tell me a secret about yourself.
"I struggle with remembering what people tell me."
What is it that you wish for the most?
Blightning grinned. This was a much less serious question. "I wish I could fly!" For a moment, the air got a bit tighter, and Blightning shrunk a bit, before he murmured, "I mean it. So I can explore the world without slowing down."
The air shrunk.
"It is strange." the White Queen finally responds, "You are different, and so are your memories. I feel as if something may, perhaps change. Thank you for your story. I hope we do not meet again."
She hoped they did not meet again? ... Right, he was Red. She'd have to destroy him or something. He would have to agree in that case. He nodded, heading towards one of the open doors. "Same to you, ma'am."
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My character's username: RoyalBlightning My character's level: 19 + 10 = 29 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall, with dark skin and dark hair. His eyes glow faintly, and parts of his skin do in the same color, blue streaks and freckles throughout. He seems fairly athletic. He wears the clothing of the Mad Hatter, but in bright blues and bright purples, looking distinctly mad indeed.
This woman was scary as ********. She made 'Shake shiver in her coat and scarf. As the woman approached her, she could see her getting harder and harder to look at. She was just intimidating.
"Stand," booms a voice, but it is wispy and brittle, the sound of thousands of icicles bristling before a snowstorm, "stand, visitor, and listen. I cannot be freed so I am unafraid for I am [Grief] and a container. I exist to ease the pain of destruction. I will not move until this purpose is completed."
"Now, visitor, you cannot defeat nor free me. You may explore my castle if you wish, but I have a few questions. I have very little visitors as a prisoner. Answer my questions, tell me a story, tell me about your world, and I will give you something in return. May it serve you well if the fates misalign and I am freed one day."
Questions. Great. About her real self. She can do this. She could do this.
First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self.
She blinked. "Well.. My name is Riley Clark. I'm a new trainee from Deus Island. I woke up there one morning, and one of the officers found me. And they helped me find my best friend, Harlem. He's my weapon. He came from a school called Amityville, but he died. And his spirit was transferred into a weapon."
Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey.
"Well see, that's difficult. I started out like everyone else, in Tulgey Woods, and did the beginning quest where we had to talk to trees.. Then, I was chased by something called the jabberwock, and nearly died, and would have too, if it weren't for the levels in this game. I spent a couple days at the lake as well, and heard voices each time, bringing up memories. Anyways, I then made my way over to the Mad Tea Party, and I ate a cake that turned me into a rabbit. A RABBIT. That lasted a bit, and then, I ended up getting married to someone I'd never even met for the Frabjous Day. Now I'm here. That's been my journey." She managed to only have to breathe in once through the entire thing.
Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy.
"Well, from my understanding, the land of Deus is made of only humans, no people of Halloween. We study the components of FEAR, which is what the Halloweeners have in them and all them to use something of a special ability. We have five different divisions, Mist, Life, Moon, Sun, and Death. I'm a Moon Hunter Trainee. My job is to defend when in combat. Which I can do. Everyone in Deus has a weapon that was once a person of Halloween. That's really as much as I know now. However, I'm learning more everyday!"
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
'Shake shook her head, and that caused the Queen to ask, "Why?"
"I've never been hurt by someone I love because there is nobody I love. I figured, if I don't love anybody, I can't get hurt. You can't get hurt if nobody loves you and you love nobody." She gave a weak, cover-up smile.
What are you afraid of?
She took a deep breath. "I'm afraid I'll wake up someday, and go to talk to Harlem and find that he's not there. And then I'll realize that it was all a dream. And that Harlem doesn't exist, and that the weapons don't exist. That I never came to the island of Deus. That I'll be back in my old life."
Tell me a secret about yourself
"I'm terrified of Halloween. As a kid, a demon touched my skin and it burned. It's gone now, it didn't leave a scar, but it scared me so badly, that I don't think I could live with it. I'm hoping that the fear goes away. But it's an ongoing process."
What is it you wish for the most?
"I don't care if Harlem is a person of Halloween. I want to see him in his physical form. If there was one thing I could wish for, I want to see him in his physical form." She felt a tear roll down her cheek.
The Queen nodded at her, and waved her hand.
"It is strange." the White Queen finally responds, "You are different, and so are your memories. I feel as if something may, perhaps change. Thank you for your story. I hope we do not meet again."
The voice disappears and one of the many broken mirrors open up, each one leading to a different area.
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My character's username: harlemshake My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Current party: ALL ALONE. /crais Current Guild: None Currently Location: White Queen's Castle Small IC description of character: 5'0" girl (or at least, she attempted to make her short), with darker skin. Curly hair, and white accessories.
00zingTea threw her hands up and yelled out a very loud "finally!" when the castle came into view. She was tired of walking and tired of the boring path. It took forever to finally find something other than more pathway.
She wondered if she could scale the giant gates and she approached but they slowly opened of their own accord, beckoning her forward. Unfortunately inside was a hallway. It resembled the path in its lack of a clear end. It was so very empty, save for the mirrors, which really only seemed to enhance the emptiness. Sad lifeless faces watched her from the otherside of the mirrors. Some of the mirrors were broken or cracked, some were empty and black.
The darkness kept descending the further 00zingTea walked until she found the end that she thought wasn't there. An empty throne rested at the finish.
A voiced boomed out liked sharp knives. It commanded her to tell a story, to answers questions. 00zingTea didn't object, she didn't say anything but instead nodded numbly. There was no way she could disobey the voice.
First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self.
00zingTea rubbed her arm and shuffled around a bit, searching for a good answer. She shook her head, it was stupid she should just say something and get it over with, after all, what is the worst that could happen?
"I'm a slime monster....well sugar mostly. I like to eat sweets and I'm trying to get better at making them. I like shopping, and ummm...dancing....errr...and well that is sort of it..." Her voice started out loud and strong but faded down to a normal level.
The voice must have been satisfied as it continued on.
Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey.
"Oh well it started in that silly Forrest. I'm so tired of talking trees. They didn't say anything interesting and don't hold conversations very well. That place wasn't as fun as I thought it would be. Oh but the tea party was amazing. There were quests to eat desserts. I literally got treasure for eating. What could be better than that! Of course the desserts did weird things to you but small price eh? And now I'm here...."
Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy.
"Oh it is so much fun! And all the monsters there! My best friend has wings, cool right! I haven't been to the human world yet, but I hear that there is nothing more exciting than scaring. Halloween though, I sort of miss it's darkness....." 00zingTea got lost in thought, there was too much to say and it was hard to find the words. She decided on her next thought and was about to say it when the voice asked another question.
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
Ow a hard hitting question." 00zingTea nodded her head and when prompted for details put her hands up in defeat. "You know it's like when you are asked what your favorite dessert is but then you suddenly can't remember any dessert out there. That is how I feel. I mean you can't love anyone and not get hurt from time to time right? And it was probably over something stupid....like when my Dad forget to got to my haunted theater play. I was hurt he forgot, but I don't love him any less for it now..."
What are you afraid of?
00zingTea took a long time to think about it. What was she afraid of. Besides obvious things like water....The longer she took to answer the colder and more empty the room seemed to be till it crawled under her gooey skin,
"I don't know, never fitting in right. I try really hard but sometimes I feel like when I think about it, who really cares for me..."
Tell me a secret about yourself.
"Wow you don't mind getting reeeeally personal do you?" the hatter retorted. She was met with more cold.
"Fine, sometimes I write poetry, happy!" she didn't elaborate.
What is it that you wish for the most?
"Ught I don't know, this is like another one of those questions where I can't find an answer when I'm put on the spot like this! I guess to like find my path? I dunno, find what I'm supposed to do and where I'm supposed to go?"
The voice actually thanked her tale and went silent. One of the mirrors opened up to reveal another area.
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My character's username: 00zingTea My character's level: 22 Character's HP: 30 Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Zone 3 Small IC description of character: 00zingTea is a colorful sparkling slime-girl. She is predominantly pink with a sort of light prism effect in her hair. Character journal:BATTLE ENTRY LOG
It was certainly not as colorful as the previous areas.
And yet, a part of her relished it, welcomed it even. It was something new, something that seemed so sinister, but intriguing as well. This world was certainly not as innocently cheery as it might have seemed from the out-start, and she was certainly ready to move beyond.
All was silent. She was starting to wonder if this place had been abandoned by someone who had fallen a long time ago, when the voice boomed all around her. Questions? And it would give her something in return?
Her eyes narrowed in the throne's direction. "What questions?"
The first question made her recoil slightly in defense. She certainly didn't like sharing about herself. She had never liked it. The intrusions of her mind and memories she had gone through in the previous areas had disturbed her, because she wondered if anyone was behind it all. Was there someone who could manipulate their memories, and see every deep, dark and sordid detail?
"My true name is Marzena." She said quietly, lacing her fingers. "And I am a selkie."
That seemed to satisfy the voice for now, as it continued with yet another question about her life in this world.
"It has been... an interesting journey, I suppose." She paused, wondering if she should even mention the glitch area and the answers the Alice AI had given in there. "I have done all that I can. I want to know what is behind this all."
And again, came another question. This time, it was about her real world, and she found herself mulling over her words before she chose to speak again.
"Halloween Town is one that is full of many many creatures that live off FEAR. FEAR is reaped from the humans, and thus, legends of mystical creatures that have been passed down in their world have a root in Halloween Town."
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
The next question struck her hard, and she found herself speechless.
"Yes." She finally managed out, hoping that it would leave it at that, but it pressed on, questioning her for details.
"I have had... disagreements with my parents. It started when I was a child and made a mistake. It has always been as such since then." It was the truth, but it was also vague enough to her liking. Not many knew the specifics, and she desired to keep it that way.
What are you afraid of?
"Being lost."
Tell me a secret about yourself.
Again, there was silence.
"I cannot shift into my seal form."
What is it that you wish for the most?
"I need to be whole again." She said firmly. In all honesty, she was getting tired of all these incessant questions, poking and prodding into her life, but the White Queen seemed to be satisfied.
"I hope we do not meet again too." She murmured, narrowing her eyes at the paths that were now open to her.
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My character's username: sealed My character's level: 51 Character's HP: 40 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: sealed is a surly looking cheshire cat wraith all decked out in blue, her tail ringed with black stripes. Her hair is a light blond color and is of medium length, just past her shoulders. She possess a sharp set of claws and constantly fades in and out of invisibility.
Cupcake had come to two large gates, that swung magically open all by themselves! How cool! Less work for her anyway. But it led her into a long hall, with mirrors on either side, and it suddenly reminded her of the one time she ate that cake...Cupcake got goosebumps on her arms but she kept walking. At last, that long hall emptied out into a room, with only mirrors and an empty throne. "How odd..." Cupcake mused. And as if her voice had set something off, words started flowing form somewhere.
"Stand, stand, visitor, and listen. I cannot be freed so I am unafraid for I am [ Grief ] and a container. I exist to ease the pain of destruction. I will not move until this purpose is completed. Now, visitor, you cannot defeat nor free me. You may explore my castle if you wish, but I have a few questions. I have very little visitors as a prisoner. Answer my questions, tell me a story, tell me about your world, and I will give you something in return. May it serve you well if the fates misalign and I am freed one day."
Cupcake got a sense of dread but decided to do what it asked. "Alright, ask your questions." She said and sounded way braver than she felt.
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"First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self." Cupcake stood for a moment, not saying anything. Knowledge was power, what if she could use anything she told her against her later? But, seeing no other option, Cake decided she should comply. "My name is Kyri, I look much like I do now in reality, except for this ridiculous yet kind of cool mad hatter costume. I have two parents who don't care very much for me but I stopped letting that bother me years ago. I'd like to think I'm smart though I'm sure others would disagree..." She bit her lip nervously, hoping that was enough to satisfy the other.
**********
Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey. Cupcake couldn't help but chuckle a little. This one would be easy! "My journey has been a very weird experience. I was greeted by a strange tree who wanted me to go and check out other trees. The first one got angry when I got close to it, the second one had lost it's glasses, but really? What tree wears glasses? The third tree was even worse! It hit me! And then I somehow got turned around and went back to the tree who had lost his glasses, but no matter how much I looked, I couldn't find them. Then...I found a stump. Are all trees in Wonderland that rude?" She asked the White Queen. Moving on, "Then, I went to a lake that had memories in it...it was terrible, it made me remember things I hadn't wanted to...." She hoped that would be enough, Cupcake didn't want to relive those anymore. "I then found myself in front of a smoking caterpillar who was smoking after I ate a cute little cake and then I had to pass through three rooms. It was really hard, there was always something that made me want to stay but I had to push through. Then, I defeated myself with my whits. And then I got chased by the Jaberwocky!! I ended up dying and re-spawning which was really strange, but I finally escaped it and I tried to stay out of that part of the woods after that. Now...I find myself here."
**********
Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy. "Ahh..well...I haven't seen much of it. I'm still young so I haven't been allowed to venture off very much, my parents are strict about that one thing at least. I live with the reapers, others think us strange since we look the most like humans. We even live in houses that look like they could be found in the human world." Cupcake sighed, "I don't know why, we just do." She shrugged, wishing that her knowledge of the world she lived in was greater, but alas, it wasn't.
**********
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love? The Queens questions were relentless and cupcake squeezed the back of her neck before answering. "I have.."How? When? The queen pried. My parents. Cupcake answered simply at first, "My parents don't have much appreciation or, well, anything for me. It's like they don't even love me, though I love them. I remember one time I made them dinner...and they didn't even eat it! Well, they ate a little bit of it, but said nothing of it, they didn't even thank me for making it! I was so angry...but...I guess I learned my lesson didn't I?"
**********
What are you afraid of? "Surprisingly...I"m afraid of never being good enough, though I'm lazy. But I'm only lazy because it seems that's what is expected of me...I just fear that I'll never be good enough for my parents...what if they never let me go to Amityville Academy? Cupcake sighed, her shoulders slumped forward and she already looked defeated.
**********
Tell me a secret about yourself. "A...secret? Hmmm.." Cupcake took a moment to think, what was a secret she had? "I suppose, now it could be that I want to stay in Wonderland...despite the angry trees and the crazy jabberwocky, this place seems much more a home than my real home"
**********
What is it that you wish for the most? "I...wish for everyone's approval. I just want to be someone people can be proud of, be it my parents, my race, or just other citizens of Amityville." Cupcake sighed, feeling as though she had said more to this white Queen than she had ever told anybody before.
**********
"It is strange. You are different, and so are your memories. I feel as if something may, perhaps change. Thank you for your story. I hope we do not meet again." It seemed Cupcake had answered all the Queens questions to her liking. "I would have to second that, Your Majesty." Cake watched as the many broken mirrors opened, like new hallways leading into the castle. Cupcake heard her pocket card go off telling her she had gained levels, cards and fragments! She smiled wearily and began walking in some random direction.
+ 10 levels + 5 loot cards + 4 fragments.
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My character's username: Cupcake My character's level: 6 +10=16 Character's HP: 30 Character's Class: Madhatter Current party: None Current Guild: None Location: Small IC description of character:
A skinny girl of average height, Cupcake's eyes are the most attractive thing about her. Mismatched blue and green eyes are rather large on her face and take in everything. A splatter of light freckles cover her cheeks and nose. Light blonde hair full of braids can be seen under the green Mad Hatter's hat.
He had woken up before Sherry, and while he knew he should have stayed by her side, something irked him. Perhaps it was just intuition, or perhaps he was just over-thinking things. Regardless, it ate away inside of him, and he needed to know why.
And so, without another word, he pressed a kiss to her forehead and left her. He would return before she awoke.
He wandered, aimlessly and restlessly until he found himself before a sort of castle. He stood silently as they slowly opened, as if he were expecting them to, and stepped inside, barely paying any mind to the broken mirrors and the faces that peered back at him. He walked and walked, until a voice spoke out.
"Stand"
"Stand, visitor, and listen."
And so he did, not speaking a word as they continued. He lowered his eyes, slowly taking in the questions they asked. Closing his eyes, he sighed, and started to speak.
"My name is Jake Cross. I'm a hunter, and my purpose is to protect a fragile race called humans." It felt so strange for him to say the word almost with contempt, as if he himself wasn't one, but... with what he'd been through, he wasn't sure if he really could call himself "human" anymore.
"My journey?" Where to begin? "I awoke in a strange place, was given a strange name and clothes, and given mundane tasks to complete for fragments." The fragments, he had hoped, would hold some kind of clue. Answers to the questions he so desperately wanted, but yet, was never given.
"The world I live in... is nothing like this. Or... in a sense, it is... and it isn't. There is order... and chaos, and yet... somehow... everything still works." It was an extremely vague answer, but he felt they'd understand. Impossibly huge cutlery and hallucinogenic appetizers? Strange talking sign posts and verbal trees. There was none of this on Deus, but only because he couldn't remember. Large creatures that threatened harm? Well, they had insanity titans, though whether those things were still lingering about, he had no idea. And Halloween? That place was just as weird as it got, so he supposed it wasn't TOO far off from this nonsensical place.
"I..." He didn't know how to respond. "Yes... and no. I've hurt someone I loved, but, as for whether I had been hurt by them?" He was talking about Sherry of course, but there... was someone else. HAD been someone else. "Looking back on it now, I guess I did love them in a sense, but not the same way as I do now. It wasn't on purpose, and she hadn't intended it to harm, but at that time... it hurt. She should have told me, should have let me know that we were in danger, but she didn't... and she shouldered that burden by herself. I didn't even know... so naive... didn't know until she drew her last breath. She... sacrificed herself for me, and... I hated it. I still do, but... I understand now... why she did it..."
Afraid? He tried to tell himself he wasn't afraid anymore, but that was just a lie. There was so much he feared, and he knew what he feared the most. "I'm scared... of losing the one person I care about the most. I'm scared of hurting those I care about. I don't... want to lose anyone anymore..."
A secret? What was there that she didn't know? It wasn't as much a secret as another fear, but he doubted it was one most knew, and the one who might have known... He didn't want to remember. "I... have a fear of guns. Ever since that incident... I can't stand the sight of them. The sound of them. I hate everything about them." Even now, he never really got over it, and it was a weakness he was ashamed of.
One... wish? There were so many, and he sighed, tiredly. "I wish... everything made sense."
MY STATS
My character's username: sombra_mueca My character's level: 22 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire cat Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: White Queen's Castle Character journal:[x]
Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 1:40 pm
Skele_Woofie walked along the single path, wondering just where he was headed. He’d gotten really lost and hadn’t encountered anyone in the past few days. But it was a path! So, he was lucky there because paths lead somewhere. And this one… He grinned as he saw the gleaming white gates; this one lead to something that promised fun! Walking through them he saw a huge room filled with mirrors. Mirrors that showed pale faces he couldn’t recognize. Some mirrors looked broken; others stood empty of glass, and as Skee_Woofie walked further in the room got darker and gloomier.
At the end was a single throne, standing empty but it felt... filled for some reason.
He jumped as the voice boomed out in a wispy brittle tone. “Stand! Stand, visitor, and listen. I cannot be freed so I am unafraid for I am [ Grief ] and a container. I exist to ease the pain of destruction. I will not move until this purpose is completed. Now, visitor, you cannot defeat nor free me. You may explore my castle if you wish, but I have a few questions. I have very little visitors as a prisoner. Answer my questions, tell me a story, tell me about your world, and I will give you something in return. May it serve you well if the fates misalign and I am freed one day."
He looked around, trying to see where the voice came from. Maybe it was coming from the empty throne? He remembered AI Alice’s words… something about saving or ending the queens? He wasn’t too sure, but this was a throne, the voice was feminine... so a queen maybe?
“Ahh… sure. I can talk with you.” He said, feeling weird talking to empty air.
“Then, Visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self.” Who he really was? “Well... My real self would be Kenta, a pricolici from Amityville. I’m...” he shrugs, “I’m me I guess. Missing the memories of who I was before my death, but that’s also a part of who I am now. Why?”
The voice did not respond to the question, instead it asked another. “I want to hear about your journey.”
“Ah, well. First I woke up in this strange world! Then I got lost… a lot. There were a lot of really strange things, like trees and cats who kept vanishing… though I guess you could find something like that in Amityville…. But I did learn something about myself, the Caterpillar and his quest helped me there… then I got lost and ended up in some glitched part of the game… and then while trying to leave I got lost again and wound up here.” He paused and thought about it. “Apparently I can’t find my way around the place… Guess I’m not too good with directions!”
“Amityville. I wish to hear about it. Tell me about the world your real body is in.”
This voice had a lot of demands! “It’s… nice I guess. A safe place for those who don’t fit into the human world to live. We live off of Fear we harvest from humans. Um.. There’s a whole bunch of different people. Everyone thinks the undead are the worst!” He growled, “Just cause we’ve died! Okay.. and the smell doesn’t make us too popular, but a lot of people think that being an undead means you’re stupid and slow… Even though the greatest of us, Jack the Pumpkin King, was a skeleton! But no, demons have to be all elitist and arrogant and think they’re the best and the undead are at the bottom of the totem pole.” His tail lashed angrily and he muttered under his breath angrily before shaking his head and going back to talking. “Other than that stupid crap, most people are pretty nice. The schools are interesting and fun places to learn and live. “
“Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?”
He gave a harsh laugh. “My whole family! After I died and lost all my memories, apparently I wasn’t good enough for them! Apparently I wasn’t me anymore! I hate how some of my pack gives me pity filled or disgusted looks, like I’m worse off after dying!” He got quiet and looked over the room. “I wonder some days if they really are family. I don’t have any memories of them anymore…”
“What are you afraid of?”
“Water.” He said without hesitation, there was nothing else that scared him as much as water. “I feel… I feel like I’ll drown in it… it'll eat me. It scares me. Even if it’s a bath I can’t but be afraid.”
“Tell me a secret about yourself.”
A secret… did he have any secrets? Well, he probably had some from before his death.. but after? “… I … I hate my pack.” He muttered softly. A wolf wasn’t supposed to hate his pack! But he did. He hated the way they treated them, hated that he was a part of their pack.. “But I ... I still want to be a part of it. I don’t want to be alone. Even though it hurts, I can't leave.”
“What is it that you wish for the most?” He wanted his memories! But... He thought back to the scene he’d seen in the Caterpillars den. Memories would be nice… but what he really wanted was to be accepted as he was now.
“… My family back. I’d like to see no disgust or pity in my family eyes as thy look at me. I want them to like me as I am now. Accept me for who I am now.”
"It is strange." the White Queen finally responds, "You are different, and so are your memories. I feel as if something may, perhaps change. Thank you for your story. I hope we do not meet again."
He opened his mouth to respond, but the feeling of presence vanished and a broken mirror opened to show a hallway leading off. Well, that was rude! All those probing questions and thanks was what he got?
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My character's username: Skele_Woofie
My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30 Current party: na Current Guild: na Location: here~
Small IC description of character: Skele_Woofie has tan skin, with the right half his face looking slightly paler, and blak wolf ears and tail. His right arm and leg are skeletal;(You can't see them due to the heavy clothes but they are there and look thinner than the left). His left eye is gold and right eye is an empty socket. Longish black hair that's shaved on the right side. His hands and feet are "paws" though they are still covered in gloves/boots that match the paw shape
He did not feel as though he belonged here, not really.
Am stood in front of the queen's castle and quaked under her voice, a voice that echoed around him, reverberating in his thoughts. He wasn't sure, really, if he even wanted to explore her castle, but it seemed inevitable that he must, and he fidgeted where he stood, his face pale.
"Tell me about yourself."
His voice trembled, barely above a whisper.
"M-my name is Xavier H-Hollow. I'm a r-raum d-demon at A-Amityville H-High School. I, um, d-don't have a l-lot of friends..." He trailed off, looking miserable, and then continued on. "I l-like d-drawing and t-taking w-walks in the f-f-forest..."
The rest of whatever he'd been going to say died in his throat, Xavier twisting the sleeve of his coat in one hand. He glanced around, trying to figure out if there was something, anything, a way out of this, but his feet seemed frozen in place, unable to move.
"I want to hear about your journey."
What journey? It wasn't like he'd done much except run for his life. He shifted his feet, and his hair fell over his shoulder in cascades of dark brown, too long and too unmanageable. Just like how it was in real life, hardly able to be tamed properly.
"I-I almost got e-eaten," he mumbled. "S-several times, by, um...m-monsters...I don't like m-monsters," he added in a whisper, sounding terrified just talking about them.
"Explain to me the world you live in."
Xavier waffled.
"I-it's...large...and filled with, erm...all s-sorts of c-creatures. There are a l-lot of people, and s-some are n-nice, but some...aren't..."
He thought of the humans and the Horsemen, neither of which whom he could even bear to be around because they terrified him so much. He took a deep, steadying breath, and tried to calm himself, to try and remember that he was not necessarily going to die here.
"Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?"
There was a long pause. A very long pause.
"I-I don't...have anyone...that I love besides my p-parents."
"What are you afraid of?"
He trembled.
"B-being f-forgotten."
"Tell me a secret about yourself."
It was not easy.
"I...I s-sometimes w-wish I h-had s-someone to l-love..." His face turned red, a deep scarlet, at the very thought, and Xavier clamped his lips shut, his fingers shaking as they worked at the collar of his shirt, fiddling for something to do.
"What is it that you wish for the most?"
An even longer pause this time, and then a soft, whispered answer, hardly audible:
"T-to be r-remembered."
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My character's username: attemptedmurder ("Am") My character's level: 15 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Character journal:x
Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 3:13 pm
DEDfeesh jumped. Ever since they have entered the hauntingly beautiful castle, they had not encountered a single soul, not one. However, as they got to the throne room, a booming voice greeted them in a loud “stand.”
The choked intake left the dormouse wheezing silently in pain, but it does not affect their hearing of the white queen’s speech. The queen’s request sounded odd, but depressing. Locked here a prisoner with no visitor to keep them company…Well, she has them now! They’ll try to answer her to the best of their abilities.
[Q] First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self. A cheerful hum, Dedfeesh tilted their head before telling their story. “My name is Killian, but everyone calls me Keel! I’m the youngest in my family. I’m a Yamyam. I’m 16! I like…” Their list of what they thought would define them ran on and on until they got through the list of “what I like” and “what I dislikes”. The dormouse revealed everything they can think of about themselves, and hide nothing for they saw no reason to. Truth is important, and there is no danger of revealing this information…right?
[Q] Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey. “Well,” they paused trying to gather their entire experience of having been here, it was a long road…one with many surprises! “I landed in Tulgey woods, and got turned big and small by mushrooms and food. Oh! Then a giant scary monster started chasing everyone in Tulgey! It was really scary! But then we all escaped and got to this new place with really really big furniture! After that there were cakes and desserts, and people started changing after eating them…Not to mention I…”
They flushed pink before flailing, “T-THAT’S ALL REALLY. I THINK. YEA.” Nervous laughter erupted from the tiny being.
[Q] Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy. “I live in Halloween! I used to live with my family, but I had to move to school so I can educate myself more about the world…Now that I think of it, I guess I don’t actually know as much about the world as I thought. Though, That’s why I’m going to experience everything to the best I can!” A cheerful smile subconsciously creep out as the dormouse started ranting on and on about what they could think of. It took a while, but they settled down just as they had in terms of the “who they are” question.
[Q] Have you ever been hurt by someone you love? “Nope!” They felt like there’s no need to explain but when asked to, DEDfeesh only shrugged, “I think it’s because I’ve been living around only my family, and less with the outside world. Not to mention I’m the youngest, so I guess I’m always protected?”
[Q] What are you afraid of? This question shut the dormouse up easily. It took a lot of time before a small shuttered of “The future” could be heard from them.
[Q] Tell me a secret about yourself. This one knocked the effects of the last question out the window, and into a wall of confusion. “I have none!” But the answer doesn’t seem satisfying apparently, so DEDfeesh thought long and hard before going, “I don’t really like being childish, but I can’t help it. I have never needed to grow up, so now I’m scared of it.”
[Q] What is it that you wish for the most? “To not be afraid.” A simply one, but extremely vague, “And possibly to get back to school…”
"It is strange." the White Queen finally responds, "You are different, and so are your memories. I feel as if something may, perhaps change. Thank you for your story. I hope we do not meet again."
DEDfeesh blinked at the comment before watching feeling the voice disappear. Suddenly a bunch of mirrors opened up and…NEW PLACES O A O
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My character's username: DEDfeesh My character's level: 31 Character's HP: 40/40 Current party: --- Current Guild: --- Location: Where applicable, if you are in another zone. Small IC description of character:DEDfeesh, a tiny little dormouse doctor standing at 4'10. They can be seen wearing a fluffy white coat and shota shorts. Character journal:[ Battle Log ]
Avian Serpentine
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 5:16 pm
The white castle was unnerving, all long twisted hallways and mirrors as far as he could see, some broken, others with strange faces which seemed to watch him as he passed. His hooves seemed exceptionally loud on the flooring and his outfit far far too loud for such a pristine white place.
When he found himself before the throne, he sought here and there for anyone else present but realised he was alone in the large room. When the voice spoke up he leapt back in fear and surprise, but swiftly realised he was safe, that the one who addressed him for the moment at least was a voice and nothing more.
She called herself Grief and in that single title he felt like he knew her better than all else.
"First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self." she - and he could only assume it was female - stated. He wasn't sure if it was wise to answer the questions of a disembodied voice, but he was not a convincing liar and short of his own innate failings he had nothing to hide.
"I am a demon, more specifically an Incubus. My name is Zar. I am young, I am foolish and I am not a credit to my race." he looked at the ground while he spoke.
"Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey." the voice went on, and he could only assume that what he had said had been sufficient for her. "I arrived here and did the quest things that were demanded of me thanks to the help I received from my companion Nod. I ran from dangerous creatures, are strange cakes and I got married."
Once again she pressed on without commenting on his statement. "Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy."
"I live in Halloween. I am a creature born of it. We have a pumpkin sun and we talk about humans and rely on humans a great deal but few have ever seen them. Fear is our most important resource." It was easy to list off the facts without thinking too deeply about them.
"Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?" This question however derailed him. He blinked once, and then again, startled and a little scandalised. "Um. Yes." he said.
"How and when." she pressed and he wilted. "Many times. People left. I don't want to recount them all. Everyone I love and loved has hurt me." He thought of Barth, listing the other people with vested interest in him, of Calder waving off his weak attempts to reach out, oblivious. "It is too easy to hurt me."
He wanted her to stop but she did not. "What are you afraid of?" she asked.
"Everything" he said. "Of being on my own again most of all, of being a failure."
"Tell me a secret about yourself." she pressed.
"I enjoy it. I enjoy being what I am. It makes me happy. More happy than I have ever been. I do not resent sexual relations, I do not resent being used."
"What is it that you wish for the most?" she asked finally and he gave her a long slitted stare.
"That would be telling."
<> My character's username: Defile My character's level: 9 Character's HP: 30 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: Demonic, with enormous wings, grey skin and large black swooping horns. A set of hooves and a timid and apologetic demeanour. Character journal:[x]
Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 5:20 pm
((Entering))
JabberWhut walking through a seemingly infinite hallway. He didn't really like this. It was kind of creepy to say the least. All the mirrors on both sides of him with pale faces peering at him as if in one moment they would reach out, grab him, and drag him into a mirrored abyss--creepy. He had found himself before this pale white castle and since there was really nothing other for him to do but to go in, he had. He was regretting this decision by the minute.
Maybe, maybe, if he had looked hard enough, he would have been able to figure out a way to go win pie-eating contests than go into a creepy castle or at least lead an army in.
Walking here among the un-mirrors was unnerving. It was getting dark
Jabber found himself at the end. There was a throne. It was empty.
There was a voice.
Jabber jumped and mentally cursed himself, the fates, the dice gods, and whoever whatever came to mind to him at this moment. In this case, he also cursed cat-shaped pancakes. He was also really starting to hate disembodied voices. Not cool.
"I am JabberWhut, a cheshire cat who-" He stopped in the middle of his sentence. There was a chill in the air that told him that it would be very stupid of him to try and troll the voice. "No. I am actually Ryou Kurosawa. I am a bakeneko." He paused as the voice pushed him onward,"My family is one of those old rich ones. I have got an older sister who is brilliant. Everyone says that she will be the pride of the family. Me? I'm...I'm just sort of there. I don't need power, riches, whatever. It's just--I'm alright."
"I went on a lot of quests. The world here is amazing, but there are some weird things here. I mean talking trees? They don't really have them back home. But I guess what I won't miss would be the lake. There were voices there and meaning no offense, voices and relived memories, not so great. Especially when you're unlucky and almost always end up with the ones that you'll rather have buried five miles under. Then there was the tea party and the weird desserts and the dungeons. There are some pretty cool people here. I fought a couple mobs with some people that I would like to think as good friends. It's been cool."
"My home is big because we have been living in it since our ancestors built it and each generation keeps on adding in new buildings so it's become more of a complex. Almost all of the buildings are one-story though and there are ponds and courtyards spread out. There are also quite a number of grumpkins. They live in the rafters and my father has always tried to drive them out because sometimes they make quite a racket, but I don't particularly mind them as long as they don't start pooping all over my stuff."
JabberWhut paused. Was he really supposed to answer the next question? Oh right, scary icy voice, can't really go against her command. He sighed. "Well, doesn't everyone get hurt by someone they love at some point? I mean, it doesn't really have to be anything big or soul crunching, but just something small, but it kinda just eats its way into you? So yes." He paused again. He didn't really want to say this because it really seemed so small and it was kinda pointless but..."There was this one time when I was younger and I was having trouble with my tutors because I stopped paying attention to them since it was really all pointless. They all thought I was supposed to be as good as my sister, but I'm not, so there it is. My father got wind of it, and I don't really know what I was thinking. Maybe I wanted his attention, to get him angry or something, but he ended up just shrugging it off...like it all really didn't matter...that no matter what he did or I did or anyone else did, I would never ever be as good as my sister." He looked away, determinedly examining one of the strange mirrors on the wall as he tried to keep the hurt out of his voice.
JabberWhut paused again. The voice was really asking some touch questions, but what could he do but answer them? "I'm...I'm afraid that they are right. That no matter what I do, what I say, I won't make anything of myself---that people won't remember me when I'm gone...That I will be there one day, and then gone the next, and the world is still turning and laughing. No one would know or care that Ryou Kurosawa died."
"There was this one time that I had a pet rock and I lost it for a couple months. When I found it again, it was covered in dust and my sister told me that it had died so we had a funeral and everything. I moaned my pet rock for weeks. Of course a couple years later, I found out that pet rocks weren't actually alive to begin with and I laughed it off, saying that it was stupid and that I had been stupid to believe it. I...I was actually hurt, hurt that my big sister didn't tell me and let me cry for weeks as she went about her daily life."
A wish? JabberWhut narrowed his eyes. The voice wasn't serious, was she?
"I want the sun."
He did a half sarcastic stiff bow to the direction of the throne and left through one of the mirrors.
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My character's username: JabberWhut My character's level: 36 + 10 Character's HP: 40 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Mad Tea Party Small IC description of character: Standard cheshire cat uniform with blue scarf and a black coat. Has fluffy black hair and cat ears and forked cat tail. Bright green eyes. Character journal:Here
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She walked and walked and came to a great hall with mirrors everywhere. The faces in the mirrors creeped her out, but she paid them no mind.
Her destination laid at the end of the hallway. It was an empty throne. Grief's voice startled her, again, but she'd seen many things on her journey here and only went a little crazy. It wasn't a talking tree, or a glitched tree, or a set of talking lily pads.
And grief was something Phymi was acquanted with, in a way.
"First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self." said Grief. What to say, really? There was nothing impressive about her, not really. She was just...
"I am a zombie. I don't remember my life, I don't remember why or how I died, but obviously I did. I am a zombie and others shun me because of it." Her answer seemed to satisify the White Queen, though it looked as though she expected more out of her. Phymi waited patiently, implying that was all she'd say.
"Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey. " A simple enough request, to be sure. Why the White Queen would be interested in the story of a zombie, Phymi didn't know. But she answered nontheless.
"I created a character, Phymi, and found myself in an endless forest. I talked to some trees, was chased by a Jabberwocky, fell in a pool of memories, and continually picked the wrong mushroom.
"Then I found a door. This door led me to a broken forest and I felt fear, just about the kind we use on humans.
"I next found my way into a tea party with food and furniture much bigger than I. I ate entirely too many sweets, met a nice young boil and adventured through giant food and cups.
"Then I ended up here, after taking out some monsters. That's it." Short, sweet, a good story if lacking a catchy introduction and title.
"Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy. "
Phymi paused, thinking. How could she explain it without spending her entire life speaking.
"My world is... Amityville and Halloween. Many races live there, ghosts, demons, reapers, zombies, spirits. We learn things in school and compete against each other and learn how to use FEAR.
"It is home, and yet it is not home." And she left it at that. The Queen didn't budge on the subject. Perhaps Grief understood that.
"Have you ever been hurt by someone you love? "
She shook her head. "I have not."
"Why have you not?"
"I have no one I love. While being left out is... unfortunate, I am bound to no one but myself." Wow, did that sound as sad as it felt? Jack that was depressing. Moving on.
"What are you afraid of? "
Fear. She was supposed to create to create it, but she was also bound by it. Phymi hung her head, hiding her eyes behind her bangs.
"I am afraid that what I am will push everyone away from me, and that I will end up completely alone for the rest of my existence."
Well that was even more depressing. Thankfully, the Queen moved on.
"Tell me a secret about yourself. "
She'd just done that though. She'd just told her a secret, her deepest one for that matter. She supposed she could find something else...
"... I actually really hate myself and despise myself, but I put on a good face to keep others from worrying." Great this was incredibly depressing. Couldn't she go back to being insanely creepy and laugh and grin and have a fun whole time?
"What is it that you wish for the most? "
"Acceptance." That was incredibly easy.
The Queen thanked her for her time and the voice vanished. Phymi looked around as one of the mirrors opened onto a path.
My character's username: Phymi My character's level: 18 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: N/A Current Guild: N/A Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: On the shorter side, wearing a brown and white cheshire coat, blue scarf, and a tail. Cat ears and tail are both brown as well. She's got orange hair and orange eyes, and both knees. Very important. Character journal:Here
Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 7:07 pm
They had decided to storm the kingdom, after all that was said and done. It was almost taboo feeling, knowing that they were willingly stepping across the grounds of the white queen. It wasn't golden, there wasn't beautiful tapestries and men and women in luxurious robes. There was just . . . mirrors. It was an oddly beautiful view around her, one that felt hushed and sad.
As she made her way to the throne room, the hushed feeling continued right up to it, a mirror sitting quietly and almost ominously. Golden had almost considered leaving right there, until the voice boomed out, almost scaring her senseless. But, the voice had asked her to stay, to listen, and a small part of her couldn't say no. She almost felt saddened for the voice.
"Now, visitor, you cannot defeat nor free me. You may explore my castle if you wish, but I have a few questions. I have very little visitors as a prisoner. Answer my questions, tell me a story, tell me about your world, and I will give you something in return. May it serve you well if the fates misalign and I am freed one day."
It said. So, she would.
First question, who was she? It was a bit of a loaded question, wasn't it? She wasn't certain how truthful of an answer she was to give, but she felt like she had to be honest.
"I . . . My name is Hua Lifen. I am an Elder Artisan, of the Conquest Horseman of the Apocalypse. At home I am a supporter, I try to do what I can." she answered, nodding softly before tilting her head to the side a little, sighing from her nose. "I am what one would call 'glitched', in this world, tinged with something darker." That was enough for her, and she gave a litle nod, allowing the voice to continue.
"Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey."
"My journey?" She voiced out loud at first, thinking. "It has been peculiar - everything has been . . . odd. Delightfully so, almost conflicted in many ways. I came in through a forest, marked as a Dormouse and considered a healer of all. I tested some treats. I technically got married . . ." she trailed, looking at the ring on her finger. "I've met old and new friends. It has been nice."
"Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy."
"Complicated. Broken." It didn't take her long to think of an answer, curtly nodding her head, her eyes fogging a little of memory. "But, there is something beautiful and calming about my home. I have people I care for . . ." a pause, "someone I love. We have reason to exist and we are there to remind people of a greater force." She stated, feeling comfortable enough with that short answer. She felt a small simmering of home sickness.
"Have you ever been hurt by someone you love? How, why?"
This was a complicated question. She thought hard about it, before sighing out of her nose, shaking her head. "Once. It was a misconception. A heartbreak made completely out of our inability to talk. I thought he had left me for another, he thought I did not want to be around him, due to our . . . issues." Musing, she smiled a little. "I suppose you learn from your mistakes by opening up and talking."
"What are you afraid of? "
"Being left alone. Losing what I have right now." It didn't take her long to explain it, a twinge in her eye.
"Tell me a secret about yourself."
"I fear I am not as strong as I try to make myself. I have my weakness, and my fears that I will lose to it one day. It is nothing I wish for others to know."
What is it that you wish for the most?
"An end to this insanity that locks us up so." She stated, once again without a thought. But, right afterwards, she did pause, smiling a bit. "Maybe a happy ever after would be nice . . . also."
Once she had finished it, a small laugh escaped the woman. She was done, and they would part, a small smile on her face.
This Queen was not that bad.
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As the Pumcat and Diamond continued to travel the giant Tea Table they finally at long last reach the end "Oh wow! The end!" She cries in surprise then runs over to it before looking carefully over the edge down at the bottom was a path like one that likely led to the next zone "Hm... we better climb down now to find a chair" she says and Diamond nods eagerly after scanning the area Pumcat finds a chair thats pushed agenst the table "Ah ha!" she exclaims then runs over to it and after extending her nails to claws begins climbing down "Wow this chair looks just like the one I climb up onto the table using!" she says in surprise "Hm must be a set" she says finally once they were on the ground the pare run over to the path then after giving the table one last glance start down the path
As they went along the cheerful party music starts to die down till there was nothing but the natural sounds of the forest around her she was a bit sad when it ended but knew thats what came with going to a new area after a while of walking the path leads to a grand beautiful gate as they approch it opens slowly... very slowly while waiting for it to open she peeks through to see a grand white castle "Whoa... I wonder whats inside!" she says excitedly when the gate is finally fully open the little orange haired cheshire cat and diamond march hare head head down the long path leading to the castles enterance while marveling at the beauty around them
When they reach the door it opens for them and they head inside there they could see the enterence was as beautiful as the outside and before them was a long hallway lined with mirrors they begin heading down the seemingly endless hallway looking in the mirrors as they went a strange uneasiness began to settle on the two which wasn't helped by the pale faces some of the mirrors held or the diminishing light
Finally they walk into a grand room with mirrors on every wall and a empty throne curious the pare go to see the throne but as they reach the center of the room they freeze as a booming yet brittle and wispy voice commands them to stand they listen as the voice says that they are the white queen and they are grief who's purpose is to ease the red queens suffering by being imprisoned the pare frown but the white queen continues on to ask them to answer a few of her questions "Ok" Pumcat says softly and nods while not sure how much info she wants to reveal to the queen of her opposing faction she felt sorry for her
At the White Queen's first question she smiles a bit "In real life I have the same orange hair and black eyes but I don't have cat ears or a tail and my outfit is different im a reaper a Bonbene Witch to be exact my family is very large and specializes in growing all different types of pumpkins" she explains seeing no reason not to share these details
At the queen's second question she smiles happily "It's been a wonderious adventure!" she says cheerfully then goes on to detail her experience then laughs a bit as she finishes
At the queen's second question she nods expecting this "I come from the world of halloween it's created out if Fear so we must scare others to keep it alive we have 5 main factions Demons, Reapers, Monsters, Ghosts, and Undead and there are many many subspecies in each faction" she explains
At the queen's next question she blinks a bit in surprise "No iv never been hurt by a loved one" the queen then asks why she hasn't "Why? I don't know maybe because I care about them and they care about me and im always willing to help them and protect them" she answers honestly
The queen's next question surprised her further "My fear?..." she says tenitively "Well... I fear the thought of every person and every thing I care about is taken away from me especially my friends..." she says softly
The queen's next question also surprised her wow she wants lots of personal information... "My secret... would probably be my fear I don't talk about it much and prefere not burdening others with it so I guess I kinda keep it secret" she says shrugging a bit
The queen's final question made her smile a bit "What do I wish for? I wish to go to Amityville which is a big school to teach creatures of halloween how to scare and improve their FEAR so that one day I can be a great FEAR collector and do my family proud!" she says cheerfully
The queen seemed pleased with her answers but said she was different somehow hopefully in a good way Pumcat thinks before suddenly some of the mirrors along the wall shatter revealing a path behind them the queen then told the pare they were her guests and that they could explore the castle "Oh! Thank you!" she says politely and bows a bit to be respectful then turns and heads for one of the paths
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