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((*cough, cough*aceandjesta*cough, cough* though they arent exactly a couple yet....they like each other....Izzy like Josh and Risa might...(not sure bout that one...) but Josh is oblivious...There are others but I don't remember who they are...(ok so I can spell names...same diff... evil )
Do you want where everyone actually is in the rp? I can do that...to a degree...*sigh* I feel so useless...))

[yes, Analise and Andros, Jack and Lily, Mark and Alice (I think...), king and Elsa, Bella is alone... Aleera is alone... Annie Dormouse is alone... idk about the others and dragon_fire hasn't posted in a while. my lovers are leaving me... gonk ]

The king looked at Brair and frowned a little, "What took so long?" He then sighed and looked at Elsa. He then cooled down some and nodded, "Alright... I wait for the Cursed Cat and Aleera to come with news of the rebellion..." He then frowned when Brair called Elsa beautiful... she was, but he was a bit of the jealous type.

The Cursed Cat rolled on to her stomach as a dark wind started to blow over wonderland. Hissing, she quickly jumped to her feet, running towards the shadows and disappearing into a swirling cast of smoke that greeted her as she bounded into darkness. Her echoing growl could be heard throughout the land, an obvious omen to those that heard it of mischief. The Cursed One would not be returning to the King anytime soon, she didn't feel like serving him at the moment, that, and she wanted to observe what Cheshire had in store.

Personally, she hated his control over Wonderland, and wondered why the King was ruling when Cheshire could so easily overthrow it all... Whatever the case, the Cursed One made a note to interrogate him further during their next meeting.

Assuming she could avoid his dark magics in the meantime.

((You guys have heard of the remake of Alice in Wonderland right? Tim Burton? Depp? Carter? ))

((LOL yeah Depp likes his makeup..! xD [i was going to mention the movie earlier when i heard about it on the radio.. but i forgot to post it..lol] but it's not a remake... the story takes place about ten years after she first goes into wonderland... ))

"Rhoulle.." Elsa looked a bit worried when she heard the sound of the Cursed Cat's growl, though she had no idea what it was.

(( And for everyone's educational purposes on the matter of the remake! http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1014759/ ))

((Looking glass wars trilogy of books. First one is absolutely amazing, and I've only begun the book.))

((And yes, cheshire dissappeared into the darkness in pge 68, your post is in 71 or 72. Much after he dissappeared into his own land. Nonetheless, he would've ignored you anyway. He was quite focused on his intent.))

Cheshire could feel the only other presence that could get to his realm. The Cursed Cat. He couldn't tell where, but she was in the darkness realm. He wondered what would bring her to his domain. For the time being, he ignored her arrival and spun a little harder, now the trees were beginning to sway to his conducting, dark clouds were beginning to loom overhead. Grass bowed to his power. He was going to have fun.

"Put to rest,
What you've thought of me,
While I clean this slate
With the hands
Of uncertainty,
So let mercy come
And wash away,
What I've Done!" he shouted into the darkness. ((What I've Done, by Linkin Park))

This was one of very few times the Cheshire had a mental breakdown. All the power of wonderland, all the responsibility. It was all his in one way or another, and he was being slammed with the weight of the stress at the moment. Only rarely did it happen, but like a kid just out of highschool, badly needing money to eat, it hurt. His mind was racing with screams, cries, reruns of past pain he'd delivered. He never tried to hurt anyone, but those few times he had... it'd stuck with him. The Cursed Cat killed far more than he did. His power allowed him the same ability, but he restrained it. He already had enough regrets. He toyed with Alice and pushed her to running away from Wonderland. He'd been the one that had screwed with everything. This was just something he knew, but very rarely hit him emotionally. He was being torn to pieces inside. The winds continued to blow. He couldn't stop them now, so he went with it. He'd use this to his advantage. Instead of trying to stop this train, he was going to change it's course.

((Blame the Cursed Cat, or blame me for becoming bored. I wanna screw with his character a bit, so.... time to start from scratch. This will morph the land into what the map shows and says. As well as place people in certain places. For the time being though, go about as just feeling the storm. The Cursed Cat, the only other person in his realm, can hear what just happened, and possibly even see. Cheshire's face is strained, stressed looking from the years he's been in wonderland. Like he'd felt this way for centuries. His face will return to normal when he becomes care-free and easy again, but for now... his shout should've filled the shadow realm.))


((Sorry for the long post.))

The Cursed Cat ran quickly through the darkness, Cheshire's shouting ringing in her finely tuned ears as she searched... Her eyes glowed in the darkness, gazing, searching, her form flowing in the blackness of the realm. She could feel Wonderland crumbling, changing, bending under Cheshire's madness, his frustration, guilt, and anger making the air thick and hard to absorb. She had to find him quickly, before he tore the realm apart.

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As she followed the source of the dark energy, she inevitably found the Cheshire Cat, hovering over his orb as he started to tear Wonderland apart. Growling, she extracted her claws, moving slowly towards him. "Cheshire! I can't allow this to happen!" she growled, her body tensing as she prepared to pounce. She could smell his insanity, his instability, there was no telling how far he would go with this plan while he was in this state. Not that she objected to distorting reality, but, Cheshire was a powerful being, with a mind far out of her realm of comprehension. On her fair skin, her strange markings started to shimmer a crimson color, then, suddenly, she lunged forward, reaching her hand towards him.

Not to strike, but to grab, she needed to sooth his insanity, to bring his mind back to a reasonable state before he tore the realm to pieces.