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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 7:43 am
This is where all the events that happen in the human world happen, enjoy! ^w^ There's also a thread for where events in the Abyss take place, and a thread where you post your character profile, and it also tells you the storyline and characters available.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 5:44 pm
Alice smiled and waved at everyone as they left. Finally! She now had the whole Rainsworth mansion to herself, servants and all. "To the kitchen!" She screamed, running at full pace as if she were a marathon runner. Once there, she scoured the place to see if Seaweed Head or her manservant had left her anything to eat. Slowly, she opened one cabinet after another with enthusiasm, but to her shock, each and every one was empty. The only thing there was a note in the last cabinet from Oz. "Sorry, Alice,it seems we ran out of food last night when I tried cooking for the first time. We'll be back soon with all the meat you can eat. Oh, and from Gilbert, he said not to go looking for Break's secret stash. He once tried that and we both advise you not to. Love, Oz" The anger meter quickly grew before Alice hopped down from the shelves and started throwing a full-on tantrum. She ripped the note into at least a thousand different pieces, cursing like a sailor. "How dare those bastards leave me here alone with nothing to eat! I shall make sure to punish them thoroughly once they arrive home again!" If she wasn't furious before...she was now. So, Alice, being the incredibly smart young girl she was, headed off to find Break's secret stash of sweets. She didn't care how dangerous the hatter was supposed to be, she was hungry, and I mean HUNGRY. 
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 8:54 pm
She ran out of the kitchen, wondering which room belonged to the Pierrot. How was she supposed to know anyways? Not only was the mansion colossal, but unlike normal people, this guy thought it would be fun to use cabinets, tables, and closets to appear in places. She entered the first room, and automatically regretted it. It was Oz's room, and boy, there sure was a lot of strange stuff in there. She scrambled through the drawers and was quite disappointed to find no food, but she did find several other strange things...cosplay outfits...yes, that's what. "maid cosplay, bunny cosplay, neko cosplay, high school cosplay-Alice. High school cosplay, maid cosplay, Chinese cosplay, swimsuit cosplay-Echo. Teacher cosplay, maid cosplay, Japanese cosplay, nurse cosplay-Sharon" Alice read the tags of each of the outfits and who they were designated for. She shivered and sloppily put them back in the drawer, running out of Oz's room as fast as possible. "Okay, there's no food in there." Alice mumbled. Finally, after about seventy more rooms, Alice opened the door to the one which she believed belong to the idiotic clown. The room was far stranger than Oz's. Mirrors hung all over in a distorted fashion, the bed was hanging from the cieling,paint chipped off the walls in a wild manner. In one corner lied a pile of junk entitled "evidence" in another, bags of all sorts, with old, worn out hats surrounding them of course. Beneath the bed lay another pile of junk which had a sign saying "Blackmail. Do not touch." She darted her eyes around, and saw a cabinet attached to the wall so it seemed like it was floating in midair. Se sniffed it carefully. "It's in there...FOOD!!!" Alice screamed, jumping up in excitement. Question was, how to get up there. Surely she couldn't get in there without destroying any of the mirrors. "It's a risk I'll have to take!" Alice quickly pulled up one of the chairs and started to climb, when, something caught her eyes. It was another mirror. But this one seemed different. t was just lying against the wall in a neat fashion, catching the little light there was in the dim room. It had a nice, square shape and was easily large enough to walk through, if such a thing is possible. The frame was nice and smooth and had gold edges, with the shape of people coming out of flowers, carved into it. She got down and stared at it in wonder. What a nostalgic thing. It certainly did bring back memories, but she couldn't remember just what ones. As she drew closer to the strange thing, lights flickered and she could swear she heard herself, or someone incredibly like her, laughing wickedly. She ignore this sign and stroke the mirror, not worrying about fingerprints because she was wearing gloves. It felt almost like a type of liquid. She swore she could walk through it if she wanted to. "Hey, do you remember? Wasn't it? Why don't we?" A voice beckoned to her. It sounded so much like her own, and seemed to be coming from the mirror. However, something was different, her reflection mainly. It, the mirror reflection, had pale, pale, white hair, and the hair was parted in the opposite direction of hers. Then there was that smile, one which gave out signs of danger. Clothes were another thing that was strange about it. While Alice were a red jacket with a diamond design, a black mini skit, long, white boots, and an undershirt with a giant bow, this thing wore a sleeveless (not even straps) corset that was pure white and tied together with black strings, a black choker decorated with a bow and white roses around the neck, a white ruffled mini skits, a strange, white over skirt which didn't cover the front of the legs, only the back (much like Alice's jacket), instead of boots, it had just one simple wrapping around the left ankle, and as for sleeves... They had it so the shoulder were showing completely and were the same color as the shirt. They were tied to the arm with the same black string that the other things were tied one with, but towards the end, it came out loose and created a bell shape. Whatever it was, it sure looked a lot like Alice. It quickly reached out as she studied it and spoke slowly, as if to leave an even creepier effect. "You know, you shouldn't stare so much. Say, Alice. Why don't we have a tea party together. Wouldn't that be fun? Wouldn't it?"It smiled as it latched onto Alice's risk. The young chain was speechless, too shocked that a mirror reflection had grabbed her. Slowly, slowly, dragged her in there, smiling as Alice could only watch in horror. By the time the clock struck the next minute, Alice had disappeared, the only clue to where she could of gone, she left behind a piece of thread from her clothing. 
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