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 Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 4:12 pm
“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased." "Temper, temper, long ears.", Salem says as she pulls the knife out of the tree and begins twirling it between her fingers. She knew that her comment would irritate the hare, which was exactly why she had said it. Her grin seems to somehow get bigger when she hears Marcus. "Hey boss!", she says cheerily. "Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 4:40 pm
~Marcus~ 
"Being left behind is sad...."
"Ah. Hello Salem. May I ask what you are doing here? Are you here to call him a rabbit even though he is a hare? There is a slight difference there. For you see, A rabbit is not quite as mad as a hare and a hare is mad as a rabbit. So while he may not like being called a rabbit he is as mad as one." His smile widened and he looked at Saren. "Tsk Tsk, knives are not for hares. They are for skinning hares. Quite the difference there." Marcus looked at his hands and then looked at Saren expectantly."...But leaving someone behind is worse..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 4:47 pm
♢▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Ѧce ▄▀▄▀♢  ♢ My dear, lying cold...I will spend all my life with you as I swore on that day....my sin against God. ♢ -----
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Saren refrained from slapping a palm to his face. These were the kind of things he had to face everyday, and being the only sane one in Wonderland besides the Alices had become tiresome. "Everyone else will get out of my master's territory, and this is the last warning. The Alice stays. Do not make me resort to violence" Saren said holding up one of his knives, pointing it at them. "My master's wish is my command, and I will carry it through all the way."  ♦ Nothing is ever the same, for this is live as we knew it. ♦ ♦▄▀▄▀ Șaren ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀♦
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 4:57 pm
“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased." "What if we want to stay? What if she wants to leave?", Salem asks the hare with a seemingly innocent expression. "Besides, shouldn't you be worried about us cats getting violent? I'm feeling rather hungry.", she says, an impish gleam in her eyes as her stomach growls in agreement. "Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 5:15 pm
~Marcus~ "Welcome to Wonderland..." "Salem, we don't eat mad hares. Getting angry would give me some time to release steam but should steam be given off at this current interval? Hm...Say March Hare, where is Hatter? I wish to speak with him. I don't like dealing with Second in commands unless they are mine." Marcus said with a scowl which was unusual for Cheshire Cats. He sniffed the air and glared at Saren. His glare was cold and full of daggers. "I do not wish to resort to violence either. But I will talk to the Mad Hatter. No matter what.""...Where everyone is mad and no one is sane..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 5:20 pm
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Location: Some Forest in Wonderland
A Vibrant Emotion: Slightly Irritated
Condition: Lost a few braincells in the confusion/even bigger headache ♥♦♣♠ ~Stacey Caldwell~ ♠♣♦♥"Mad is right, you people are insane." Stacey spoke, giving a somewhat pouty-look as she stood there, waiting for a straight answer. Even though she knew she would be getting none at this point. Purely in jest, she then answered with a small smile, "I'll go with whoever can give me the best and least-confusing answer as to why I should go with him or her. Alternately, I'll also accept the best reason why I shouldn't go with anyone else." Somehow, Stacey highly doubted she'd get a straight answer at this point. I must certainly stress once more. She just wanted to cause a distraction, maybe cause a scene of amusement before either sneaking off or heading on her way with the least annoying of these people.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 5:36 pm
~Marcus~"A very merry unbirthday...." "Ah does the Alice have a name?" Marcus asked going over to her ignoring Saren. He grinned again, his smiling, kind nature burying the cold, angry verson of himself. "I would but as you can see, I'm not all here so I cannot answer with my whole self. If you would like to know I suggest you follow the mad cats. But you may choose to follow the mad rabbits. Or possibly the mad hare with that hatter. Personally, Either way you go you still end up with madness. Because here, no one is fully here.""...to you, my dear."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 5:43 pm
"Oo, well don't I feel special!" Raphael said emerging from behind a tree as he was want to do. "Sorry, I got bored. You know how I feel about boredom." he told Saren as he sauntered over to the group while casually twirling his cane. "So this is the latest Alice to fall into our wacky realm, eh?" he said topping in front of Stacey with a look of interest on his face while looking her over. "Raphael Dupree, my dear. Maddest of the Hatters and the man in charge around here." he introduced himself with a tip of his hat. "Don't go far now, it seems kitty has some business to discuss first." he said before turning his attention to Marcus. "So, what can I do for you, kitty? And before you ask, no, you can't have the Alice. She landed in my territory, so I call dibs." he said hooking Stacey's arm with his cane and pulling her into his arms to hold her like a child refusing to let anyone else touch his toys.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 5:48 pm
♢▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Ѧce ▄▀▄▀♢ ♢ My dear, lying cold...I will spend all my life with you as I swore on that day....my sin against God. ♢ -----
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Saren could only roll his eyes at the Cheshire's 'reasoning', not that any of it ever made sense. "It is not an option" Saren repeated "I could care less for you Cheshires. It is my master's desire that I must follow, and he desires and audience with Lady Caldwell to join him for tea." His own eyes glinted in the darkness of the twisted woods. When all of the gangs met up in one place, things went down. It was Hatter's territory, so he had home advantage...sort of. "You are in our territory, I insist that you at least make yourself acquainted with my master. I fully assure that I am completely sane, unlike some of these people here" he shot a look at the Cheshires, before looking over to Raphael "Master Dupree, please behave yourself." It seems his master wasn't a very dependable man at all, so unlike himself. "What do you wish of these intruders?" he asked, pulling out another throwing knife in case he orders an elimination of them all "I found other intruders as well, Hearts and other Cheshires, permission to exterminate?" ♦ Nothing is ever the same, for this is live as we knew it. ♦ ♦▄▀▄▀ Șaren ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀♦
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 5:58 pm
~Marcus~"I may not all be here...." "Hatter. How many times must you prove that you are mad? Maybe I just came because of the same thing as you or maybe I just have busness. Either way, you are to mad to help her. I just would like to know if I may help you to help her, my good hatter." Marcus said with a slight hint of agitation in his voice. His grin wavered for a second and he sighed. "But seriously hatter, there was trouble at the Cats fishing spot. Another attack on us by the mad queen and her loon of a partner. She may well be the maddest of us all." Marcus sighed and climbed up the tree slowly. "And maybe I just wanted to talk to the newest Alice. Can't we just have some tea?""...But you're not either..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 6:35 pm
<>
Location: Hatter's Territory
A Vibrant Emotion: Irritated
Condition: Lost a Few Brain Cells/Moderate Headache ♥♦♣♠ ~Stacey Caldwell~ ♠♣♦♥"Why does everyone talk about me like I'm some sort of object?" Stacey asked, not too pleased with how things were going. Just out of nowhere this man just yanks her with a friggin' walking cane and starts hugging all over her. Not to mention that crazy Hare guy keeps threatening to kill people. Also, what is up with those cat-cosplayers? Can't they speak a single word without making everything sound even more complicated than it originally was? This was truly one demented place. "I'm not 'this Alice'. I'm not any sort of Alice. My name is Stacey!" she pointed out, tired of being reffered to like some sort of toy to fight over. She got that enough in her daily life, she didn't need it in her dreams too.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 7:45 pm
“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased." The younger Cheshire releases her hold on the branch she was dangling from and drops to the ground, expertly righting herself in midair and landing on her feet. She tosses the knife she had been playing with back at the hare, hitting the ground blade first between his feet. "Anyone who falls from the sky is called an 'Alice' and since you fell from the sky, then you must be an 'Alice'.", she says cheerily to the poor human. "I've never met an 'Alice' called Stacey.", Salem murmurs to herself as she moves in closer to the woman and sniffing a little. She could have food on her, and the young cat was starving. "Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 8:37 pm
"Between all the different guests showing up on my front lawn, I suppose it would be rather rude to start up a brawl now. Especially when I've got a Stacey to entertain, since you seem so against being called 'Alice', even if that is what you are." Raphael said with a cheery smile as he patted Stacey on the head. "Just leave them all be for now, Saren, especially the Hearts. Queenie wouldn't like it if we broke her toys, and I'd be the one she yells at, and then we have to fight about the treaty and yadda yadda blah blah blah. And if the others just want to talk, then let them talk. Now who wants tea?!" he said clapping his hands together happily.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 8:43 pm
[Whats going on? question ?]
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 8:49 pm
((Chaos? Apparently our group is going to have tea, not sure what;s going on with the people your character's with))
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