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 Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 9:47 pm
"He had... someone else?"
This made no sense. He was a persona, not a real person, inside Julian's head.
"Why does he wish so to act as a guide?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 9:50 pm
He may be a persona, yes...but in his mind, he WAS Cheshire Cat - and had always been. It might be fabricated history, but he considered it his own and believed in it.
Just like Alice was.
"...I don't really know why. I suppose...it's what he's supposed to do. Or what he thinks he's supposed to do. Wonderland is a treacherous place."
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 9:58 pm
"But the Cat only leads Julian deeper into the danger..."
Emerwyn's mind was swimming. There was no way she could ever understand... but she had to try...
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:10 pm
"It didn't used to be that way...but now...I think he wants to make sure he's going to keep him, no matter what he has to do...."
Alice gave a wide yawn. Tiring.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:17 pm
It didn't seem as though she was going to get any more answers from Alice.
"Thank you, Alice. If you want, you can go to sleep now." Going to sleep means going back to Wonderland.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:22 pm
"Thank you...."
With a faint little smile, she fell against Emerwyn, face peaceful.
...At least for a moment. Julian started to twitch and jerk awkwardly, whimpering under the thoughts that were rushing through his mind. Thoughts that Cheshire was leaving him with. Whispers. Delusion.
His eyes snapped open, his breath ragged.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:26 pm
"Oh, Julian! Julian, are you alright?" She cooed and hushed him, holding her against him, stroking his hair.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:33 pm
Images poured through his head - his claws tensed.
"...I...what...what...happened...?" His voice was hoarse. He clenched his eyes shut again, chest heaving.
"...Oh frabjous day, calloo, callay...."
"...My head...it's...buzzing...." He twitched in Emer's grasp.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:41 pm
Emerwyn grew concerned. It was a long night. Alice was right. Cheshire would never let go.
"Shhh, Julian, shhh. It's alright. Come with me. I'll help you." She would bring him to the river, get him some water. Let him sleep. See if he can
She wasn't sure if she could even get him that far, especially not knowing the way. He had to be coherant and willing enoudh to go with her. He had to be of sound mind.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:46 pm
"...I don't...feel...all right...."
He cried out, putting a hand over his eyes. "...Make it stop...please, make it stop...."
"Julian. Please. Mister Vorpalle, let me help you. This is for your own good. Hold out your arm - don't panic. Mister...Vorpalle...RESTRAIN HIM! GET A STRAIGHTJACKET, NOW!"
He started to sob, the memory overbearing his senses.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:53 pm
"Is it Cheshire, Julian? What is he saying to you?"
Nothing was getting through to him.
"Julian, I can't make it stop. I can't. I-I tried..." She continued to stroke his hair, trying to calm him down.
She was getting worked up herself.
"Here, give me your hand."
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 10:57 pm
"N-Not Cheshire. N-not...."
Wide-eyed, he looked at her hand, grasping at it desperately...and sinking his claws into it.
He scarcely realized where he was or what he was doing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 11:02 pm
Emerwyn let out a strangled cry as his hands dug deep into her flesh.
"J-Jul-"
She bit her lip, trying to stifle her cry.
It hurt too badly. "Julian!"
The blood trickled down her hand.
She grabbed her wrist.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 11:08 pm
The shout and sensation of warm blood beneath his claws drove a spike through the hysterics - placing instead numb horror.
He pulled back, eyes wide, hardly thinking....
And licked a couple of his claws clean before he realized what he was doing.
Julian went completely pale behind the dried blood and tears.
"...Oh, god...Emerwyn...I...I...."
His stomach churned at the taste of the blood in his mouth, and the aroma of it in the air.
"'Twas brillig...and the slithy toves...."
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Island of Moreau Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 11:12 pm
With the commotion and tension, the rustling in the underbrush is almost unheard until it's much closer.
However undaunted by the noise, a small creature crawls out. At first, it appears to be nothing more than a small turtle..
However, as light shines over it, it becomes evident that it is much ... different.
Long ears grow from it's mottled-colored head - that does not look completely reptilian. And... the back feet look... like cloven hooves?
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