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 Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 5:02 pm
 Pinocchio was hesitant to answer straight off then said, "Well I'm looking for someone well known in curses, because maybe they will recognize mine and that they may know a way to break it." tiki laughed, "If I'm lucky that is." Then he realized something was off, he couldn't figure it out. He realized almost imeddiately that it was because of the fact that Knotts wasn't bugging him in between thoughts and it made him feel almost... uneasy.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 6:31 pm
 In the style of......Todd looked across the table at Egle with a grin. "Yes, welcome to our home." Todd says, still awaiting his tea. He holds his hand in front of his face and examines his fingers. He looks back up and, as if startled, puts his hands in his pocket. Todd nodds and smiles once again, "Nice to meet you Egle. I am Todd Vanwyn-MAD HATTER. And The other is my friend the March HAre." Todds voice had been normal through out the sentance, except for his yellinf of 'Mad Hatter'. It had been rather startling and the Mad Hatter was bitterly pleased with himself. Todd leaned back in his chair and folded his hands across his stomach and watched Elge intently. She was quite a beauty, waist and up of course. Though, Todd was slightly intimidated by her tail, he made no int at it whatsoever. "So of course you will be staying for tea? Yes! How splendid. Tea, Hare! Serve the Tea!!!! ".....Ten Sixths
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 11:06 pm
 "Cursed eh? That's a shame," Molly comments as she works. She stirs in the last of the ingredients for the soup, then sets the gourd up on the heating rock so it will begin to cook. Next, Molly pulls up the two cleaned animals and skewers them properly and places them to rest on the base that Red had set up for her. She fishes through her bags once more for the meat seasonings she keeps on her. "k Red, now if you'd just turn that little limb there, that'll keep the spit rotatin so they roast up good." she adds, crushing the new set of herbs into fine pieces. "Well.. as far as I know, most of the witches 'round here are usually hoveled up in the forest. If I were you, I'd stay away from the ones you'd find in a castle. Those tend to be a bit shadey. Chances are they'd remove yer curse only to put you in an even worse tangle then before," Molly continues as she mixes up the basting paste, "By'n by, you got a name Mr. Puppetman? And I suppose I should be askin if you eat?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 1:12 pm
He hesitated for a moment unsure if he should tell them, then said, "Pinocchio, my name is Pinocchio Maestro, and though I do need to eat every once in a while, I don't need food right now, nor would I wish to intrude upon your meal."
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 7:30 pm
 
Once again, Red nodded at Molly's request and began to rotate the meat. Though she could not make elaborate meals like the one she was hoping to enjoy, she knew enough about cooking to survive on meat and plants in the forest, meaning she knew how to work a spit. Nevertheless, Red did what Molly asked of her without protest nor hesitation.
Pinocchio's words stirred up her ever-present curiosity along with some memories. Due to her remote location and the terrible rumors around her, many people thought of her as a witch, so it was not uncommon to expect some travelers - whether they be coming or going - to know of or spread this specific rumor.
"Is it anyone specific? Could you describe this person?" she asked, sheer curiosity compelling her. 'How odd...two people to have conversation with in one day...' she thought, accustomed to the chance of a weekly conversation at best.
She's not so little anymore...
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:58 pm
Alice’s innocent blue eyes suddenly flinted, shining with a dark heat. “What are you talking about, Cheshire? Did you think I enjoy this place? I would leave for Wonderland in a second if I knew how to,” She very nearly snapped at her long time friend. A way back? She knew of no way back, she never even knew how she got there to begin with; she just chased that stupid, foul rabbit. And yet, she never had regretted that choice of jumping down the rabbit hole, following him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:22 pm
Poetic Lilly
Alice’s innocent blue eyes suddenly flinted, shining with a dark heat. “What are you talking about, Cheshire? Did you think I enjoy this place? I would leave for Wonderland in a second if I knew how to,” She very nearly snapped at her long time friend. A way back? She knew of no way back, she never even knew how she got there to begin with; she just chased that stupid, foul rabbit. And yet, she never had regretted that choice of jumping down the rabbit hole, following him.
  "But you've always known the way back, my dear," Cheshire replies, the mangy grey and black stripped coat of his fur becoming visible as he speaks. Rising from his perch, the feline stretches out along the branch, his tail curling in the air as his crawls rake brutally against the bark. Satisfied, he hops down and circles around Alice once, his movements stalkerish and sinister. "If you want to return to Wonderland, my sweet," he purrs to her menacingly, coming to sit right infront of her, "you simply have to drink." As the last words form, his body begins to fade quickly from view. As he disappears, a wide grin spreads over his lips, his teeth barring at her. Soon it is all that is left visible of him. Clutched between his mighty jaws a small bottle hangs, falling upon the patch of grass that once lay beneath him as even the grin vanishes entirely.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:35 pm
Alice nearly screamed in her rage at the vanishing cat. Cheshire was her dearest friend, but some days she wished to do little more than strangle her friend. Then she picked up the small bottle, it looked so vaguely familiar, but she could not place it. ”Drink me…” She whispered, reading the small label. Then, without a thought, she uncorked it, and drank. Then, her world shifted…grew enormous, or…as she realized with her eyes wide. She shrank. Again. Sighing, and muttering about shearing a certain Cat bald, Alice began to walk among the grass blades, like trees. Then, down she fell, back down a rabbit hole. Fell down, and down…and then she landed softly on her feet. Her dress from so many years ago back upon her full figure, only now she realized with a small smirk, it fitted her like a dream. ”Cheshire, that wasn’t very of you to play that trick, but since you gave me my dress, I forgive you,” Alice spoke. She knew not if her friend was around.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:40 pm
"Not really, I just over heard it from some passing folk coming from here." Pinocchio said with a shrug. There was no way whatsoever that he could have known that the 'witch' was Red. "I never did get your names, if I may ask." He added in after thought.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:49 pm
Draw_Kill "Not really, I just over heard it from some passing folk coming from here." Pinocchio said with a shrug. There was no way whatsoever that he could have known that the 'witch' was Red. "I never did get your names, if I may ask." He added in after thought. she replies, adding the finishing touches to the sauce. Mixing it up real good, she takes to basting the roasting critters as they slowly rotate by the fire. "We're heading towards the coast. Other than possibly a sea witch or two, I dun think there are any witches 'round there. Plus sea witches tend to be hags, so chances are no one there would be able to help ya with yer curse thing."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:59 pm
Poetic Lilly
Her dress from so many years ago back upon her full figure, only now she realized with a small smirk, it fitted her like a dream. ”Cheshire, that wasn’t very of you to play that trick, but since you gave me my dress, I forgive you,” Alice spoke. She knew not if her friend was around.
"Although I must say, it does fit you a bit better this time around, doesn't it?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 3:13 pm
Poetic Lilly
Alice laughed gently. She was much happier now. ”How horrible of me,” Alice said in reply, ”Thank you, Cheshire, for bringing me back to Wonderland…and yes, it does. I wonder how our friend Hatter will respond to the new fit.” Another giggle.
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