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 Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 1:29 am
The mirrors..they're calling you..no..you're not crazy... ......Or ARE you?...... She is only a character in a book, never to be thought of as more than the creation of an opium addicted mind. But it is not true, nay, it is far from it. Alice was real, at one point, but so many years have passed that young girl must have blossomed and wilted down to nothingness. I, however, have not. I call out to you, if you hear my voice, then you are the ones I need... For this spell can only be heard by those with special minds and hearts. Some call you crazy, weird, unstable, belligerent and rebellious...
Come to me... I need your aide.. There is a war starting that was supposed pacified by the great Alice's crusade against the Red Queen. A ghost has arisen from the red thorn valley where her palace once stood, and it's evil is poisoning the air and ground, emanating outwards and infecting everything it touches. I have managed to erect a barrier to keep further dark influence out of this part of Wonderland, though it is a small piece indeed.
Outside my pale gates Wonderland is a horrifying place of twisted wicked things, rivers flow with blood, gardens bear rotten or poisoned fruit, once peaceful animals have turned feral and rabid. No one can be trusted out there.
I will continue to sing my spells, and guide you to the Pale Court, but you must come soon..The war is coming... I can smell her dark intentions drifting slowly like infectious coils... ((Alice in Wonderland and the Looking Glass are works of Lewis Carrol))
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 1:30 am
Characters Obtain a specific character by PM-ing me for it. BE LITERATE. If you want an original character send me a pm with a picture and name. Age and other things do not matter, at least not here in Wonderland. Though if you plan to be a human coming from earth through the mirror spell, include an age, no background necessary.
The Pale Court (Essentially the good side) The Lady in White (Lilliana)-Butterfly_Falling- She is as mysterious as her title belies. No one knows much about her except her good friend The March Hare. For all anyone knows Lilliana may not even be her real name. Her ultimate goal is to KILL the Queen of Hearts, thus ending her war and reign of horrors. Appearance:  The March Hare -Elesariin- The Mad March Hare is the good friend and confidant of The Lady in White. He is a tall man with dark hair and vibrant green eyes, the polar opposite of his blond haired blue eyed sadistic twin brother, The White Rabbit. He can take the form of a black hare.  The Mouse -0oaphroditeo0-  The mouse is a young being (you can be male or female), and is often sleepy. Yet he/she is always there when called upon by Lilliana for whatever mission. Sweet, caring, and a bit naive. You can be any other random character that is animal based or purely 'human' if that is what you want to call it. The Court of Red Hearts The Queen of Hearts -Skittles- She has risen from the tatters of her evil body and controls a living palace of thorns and dark red roses. She stretches out her hand conducting her cruel magic like a bitter symphony corrupting and destroying everything good. Her blood lust has multiplied a million fold and will kiss anyone she thinks might be siding with the mysterious Lady who rules over the pale court at the edge of Wonderland. Appearance:  The White Rabbit -Suntsui- He is the right hand of the evil Queen. He does whatever she says without question, reveling in her malicious intent. Though secretly he holds no real loyalty for anyone and sometimes imagines murdering the Queen after she defeats the white witch from across Wonderland.  Tweedle D / Tweedle Dum -OPEN- They are practically mindless and cause complete mayhem when they are not given direct orders. They're perverts and disgusting to the bone! Same thing goes for characters from the Court of Red Hearts as far as original characters go. ---
The Mysterious Cheshire Cat
Played By: shauna_marie  Cheshire is a neutral character that wants to cause trouble on both sides of the game. She may seem like she is trying to help, but all she wants is a good laugh with you at the expense of the joke. She's as crazy as can be, but sometimes she seems so normal you forget. She can turn into a cat. ----
Humans From Earth If you wish to be a human from earth here is what you need to know. You are troubled, to say the least. Something about your life makes you want to escape so much that it opens your heart to the sound of the spell. You want a place to belong, a place to be needed and wanted. You are called by the Lady in White, who is generally good, though upon entering the land if you stray from her land which is protected by a glowing blue barrier, you may either die or become corrupted by dark magic. ---  Played By : Elesarin Name: Allison Elise Hammond Age: 17 Allison is not the real Alice. It was simply a matter of circumstance that caught her up in the spell as she was trying on her Halloween costume.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 1:31 am
Settings The Pale Court The Pale Court resides within the White Castle. The castle sits on the edge of a huge rock face which falls directly into a choppy grey sea. The land, which includes a forest, a meadow, and even a beach which can only be reached by going through an underground passage. The entrance to the passage is known only to a few, though it is believed to be in the castle it's self somewhere. The Pale Lady uses her magic to effectively keep out all evil beings of the Red Court, with the use of rune magic she keeps it going without having to even think about it. Though, every now and then she must renew the spell. The Court of Red Hearts The castle is surrounded by writhing living thorny vines, sporting blood red roses. They guard the palace where the Red Queen resides. You should know the tales of Wonderland, most of those lands belong to her still, and are even more black and mutilated with her putrid magic. All the creatures including the trees and plants are merciless and violent. They'll kill you and then eat you, just for fun.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:54 am
Lilliana stared into a long oval mirror, it was mounted in an odd silvery stone setting that one could only find in Wonderland. Well, it used to be that way, they couldn't find much of anything anymore. All the rebels had left to the was the White Palace, the grounds, and a half a mile's stretch of forest in front of them. Behind them was the ocean, a secret set of stairs in her room led down to a grotto hidden in the cliff on which the castle was built. That grotto and the Moon Pavilion were her sanctuaries, but she only let certain people into the grotto. Namely Mouse and Hare, she was deeply close to the both of them, they were her only true confidants. Lilliana bit her lip at that thought, yes, they trusted her so much, but she was never completely open with them. The mysterious pale witch kept many secrets, for her own reasons, but mainly for the safety of those she truly cared for.
Her body was shaking slightly from the outpouring of magic she was putting into her spell to call out to the humans from the world of the legendary Alice. Finally she was done for the night, but it didn't come without some nasty repercussions. Lily ran to her bathroom and was violently ill in the porcelain basin. When it ceased, she crawled back out on her hands and knees to a small pile of satin pillows and promptly collapsed. using a touch more of magic, which made her head swim, she called for someone to bring her a strong brew. Lilliana was a powerful sorceress, but the kind of magic she was using had to transcend dimensions and boundaries of all kinds, this took a tremendous toll on her body. Most of the time she was able to hide her exhaustion from Hare and Mouse, she had to, because it made Hare angry with her and made Mouse sad and worrisome.
"Please..let them come..I'm not sure how much longer I can keep calling out like this..", She whispered.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 11:28 am
'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves,
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe  Cheshire wound her way through the forest, for she was walking the boundary line between the Pale court, and the Court of Red Hearts. She preferred to stay in her cat form now a days, with all the madness going on, but then again, she was used to all the madness, which is why she remained a cat. For, you see, it is quite odd to find a talking cat, let alone one that is pink and purple. Pondering the existence of madness, the cat went on to conclude that just about everyone in her realm was indeed mad. Whether it be power mad, like the newly risen Queen of Hearts, or mad that the Queen of hearts had risen, like those of the Pale Court.
Upon finding the tallest tree on the borderline, Cheshire leaped gracefully and began to ascend to the top. For, once she got there after winding her way through branches and leaves, she found what she thought was correct. The tree was the perfect vantage point into both lands, and that it was the very tree where Alice had been found all those years ago. She curled up and laid down on one of the higher branches to relax and see if any might pass her way. Like usual, if they did, she would confuse and mislead them, if they had no idea where they were going, or came from. 'It really wouldn't be that hard either' ,she mused.`Well, then,' the Cat went on,
`you see, a dog growls when it's angry,
and wags its tail when it's pleased.
Now I growl when I'm pleased,
and wag my tail when I'm angry.
Therefore I'm mad.'"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 12:42 pm
I'm late,
I'm late,
For a very important date. The White Rabbit The village burned merrily, as he felt the warmth on his face. "Nothing like a town to keep warm in the evenings, eh?" Soldiers around him nervously laughed their agreement, darting glances fearfully at each other, shuffling on the leafy ground. Smiling softly, the Rabbit strode away, as echoes of the last cries of survivors could be heard, ringing out through the forest clearing. Wiping his blade off with a small cloth that he kept handy, he sheathed it and pulled out a curious little pocketwatch. As he checked a time, White exhaled in relief. "Good. I'm right on time," he muttered. The Queen only gave me ten minutes to completely destroy the city... Praise the heavens that I made it on time... Tucking the watch back into his robe, he watched as the last building collapsed in a shower of sparks, sending tongues of fire reaching into the evening sky. "Captain!" An Eight was quickly beside him, saluting crisply. "Sir!" "After you make sure there are no survivors, take the troops back to the Court, if you will. Tell the Queen I'm going out for a walk." "Yes sir!" As the troops began forming up again, White strode off into the forest, humming a merry little tune. "I'm late, I'm late," he sang softly, smirking to his own delight. I won't be late today.
No time to say "Hello".
Goodbye.
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 12:59 pm
'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves,
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe Cheshire was dozing high up in the tree, when a terrible noise caught her attention. She looked off into the distance towards the land of the Queen of Hearts and saw a huge plume of smoke. It was not at all unusual to find such plumes every other day, and like every other day, she leaped from her tree to see what it was. The smell's in the air were indeed burning wood, along with various other smells that usually associate a fire. Once she got closer, she climbed up yet another tree to get a better look. A village, or what little remained of it, was on fire. As suspected, the Queen's Cards were around, checking for loot and survivors. "Hmm, where there are the queen's men, there is usually..." She started before darting down the tree to a lower branch. As soon as she spotted what she was looking for, she paused. Cheshire watched for a moment as he went on his merry way, singing a familiar tune. "Ah, If it isn't the White Rabbit." She said, mainly to herself as she laid down on the branch. "Doing the queen's bidding, are we?" She asked nonchalantly, as if she didn't care, which was true, because quite frankly, she didn't. `Well, then,' the Cat went on,
`you see, a dog growls when it's angry,
and wags its tail when it's pleased.
Now I growl when I'm pleased,
and wag my tail when I'm angry.
Therefore I'm mad.'"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 1:54 pm
I'm late,
I'm late,
For a very important date. The White Rabbit "Ah!" He glanced up at the branch where Cheshire perched, looking down upon him. "How do you do, Miss Cheshire? Out enjoying this lovely evening, are we?" Smiling brightly up at her, he leaned against the tree and looked back at the village. "Don't you just love the smell of burning wood, with the crisp forest air?" He took a deep breath and exhaled in enjoyment. "I find it rather pleasant, don't you?" I suppose I can spare a few minutes, White thought, glancing at his watch. "After all, this rabbit's not going to be late today," he chuckled to himself. "Won't you chat with me in your other form, my dear Cheshire? I find it much more," he smirked slightly, eyes twinkling mischievously, "attractive, than the one you're currently in." Sitting down against the tree, he took out his blade and an oiled stone. He glanced up occasionally, as he began whetting the blade, rings echoing around the otherwise quiet forest clearing. Humming his little tune again, White watched as the large plume of smoke soon petered out to a faint wisp.
No time to say "Hello".
Goodbye.
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:39 pm
'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves,
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe  Cheshire considered his request for a moment, yawned, then leaped to the ground, transforming in midair, so that by the time her feet touched the forest floor, she was in her human form. "You know me, out to cause mischief and mayhem among the inhabitants of our world, for the benefit of neither side." She told him in response to his question. Turning her gaze to the plume of smoke, now diminishing. Cheshire took a deep breath, taking in all the smells of the surrounding area "Its kind of ironic, you see, the wood, having come from the forest at one point, is now burning so it happens to be mingling with the scent of the very thing from which it came." She commented, noticing the almost non-existent strain of smoke coming from the direction of the charred village. Cheshire looked back at the White Rabbit and watched curiously as he fixed up his sword. "Well, I don't see why you have a problem with my other form, unless it has to do with your title, and how cats tend to chase rabbits." She said idly, continuing to watch him at work. Wanting to do something, she jumped up and grabbed one of the lower branches and hauled herself onto it. She had her legs over the other side, and quickly let her torso fall, so she was hanging from the branch by her legs. "Hmm, the world almost looks normal this way..." `Well, then,' the Cat went on,
`you see, a dog growls when it's angry,
and wags its tail when it's pleased.
Now I growl when I'm pleased,
and wag my tail when I'm angry.
Therefore I'm mad.'"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:00 pm
I'm late,
I'm late,
For a very important date. The White Rabbit "Eh? Well if you're the cat, Miss Cheshire," He sheathed his sword and walked over to where she hung, looking her straight in the face with a small smile. "If you're the cat, Miss Cheshire, then this rabbit would gladly be chased," he remarked coyly. "Do cats really chase rabbits?" He wondered aloud, walking around her in a circle. "I thought rabbits chased cats, cause who knows how long I've been chasing this little kitty, eh?" Chuckling softly in her ear, he reached up and stroked her cheek. "And stop joking around, Miss Cheshire," he snorted lightly, turning to face the same way she was. "How could this world possibly look normal? Tch," he snorted with a laugh, looking back at her. "Next thing I know, you're going to suggest that we stop letting the plants water themselves and water them ourselves!" Crossing his legs as he sat on the forest ground, White looked up into Cheshire's eyes. "But you know what's really ironic? The villagers built their houses of wood hoping that the houses would last longer than these trees when they grew into a town. It's too bad that I cut down their houses before they cut down these trees, eh?" White stood up and brushed his pants off, laughing brightly. Covering his mouth with a yawn, he turned to face her again. "Oh dear me, Miss Cheshire, I seem to be getting a bit tired. How about a little kiss to wake this poor rabbit up, eh?" He turned his head so a pale cheek faced Cheshire.
No time to say "Hello".
Goodbye.
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:02 pm
Brushing his dark hair out of his eyes, the man known as the March Hare stepped back from the bubbling brew before him and checked the list of ingredients one last time. He had a knack for making restorative brews, always had, though the talent had been wasted on tea for a long while. The resistance certainly had need of his skills, though he did feel a little guilty about Hatter... But there was no point in dwelling on that. His best friend had not agreed to Lilliana's request, and he and Mouse had. Simple as that. No reason to dwell. Yes... that will do it... he told himself, setting the ingredient list down on the table.
Suddenly, he felt a very slight twinge, and his attention was immediately diverted. Lilliana. It had to be. His lady was calling for him, and the fact that he had barely felt it meant that she was very weak indeed. His hands balled into fists, then he took a slow, calming breath and started gathering the elixirs she would need. Dammit all, she knows how I feel about this.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:23 pm
Lily felt and odd sensation come over her, at first she was not sure what it meant. Then slowly, it dawned on her, her call for help in the human world had been heard by someone. The signal was faint, so she knew inherently that it was only one human, however this was better than nothing. More would come, they had to! She wondered how long it would take for the human to get there, how much time she would have to regain some strength before meeting the human. Lilliana had to create the weapon still, one for each human that matched their spirit, and with it a piece of Lily's magic to use as their own. It had taken many years to accumulate the knowledge and strength needed to summon and manipulate the magic now inside her. Years of loneliness, of fear, years of of painful meditations and dangerous missions to acquire and destroy bits of evil in her way, this had been her life since coming to Wonderland.
Somehow she'd found Hare and Mouse, the Hatter had declined her request. It was imperative to have them on her side in ways they might never understand, for their own safety. Lily inched towards her bed post and use it to drag herself into a standing position. The worse she appeared the angrier Hare would be with her. Since their meeting Hare had been oddly protective over Lily, and the emotion had only seemed to grow stronger over the endless days that came and went. For his sake, Lily still found ways to send messages to hatter every now and then to beg him to come to the Palace, though she never told Hare of it. Lily glanced at her reflection and groaned, she was in deep trouble.
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