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Tea, Anyone? (Wonderland, Dinah, Hatter, Hare) ACTIVE!	[30 Aug 2006\|04:02pm]
Dinah was walking with tiny steps and concentrating on the tea tray she was holding. The stacks of teacups clattered and wobble. Three little silver teaspoons huddled together and tapped against the full china teapot. Dinah had put some more water in a enamel jug, but she wished she hadn't. She'd never dreamed that water(or anything for that matter) could be so HEAVY. She had been walking for so long she felt like her spindly arms were going to fall off. Even taking tiny steps she could barely keep the tray level. She looked at the tray again to double check that she had the little wooden box of tea. She did so hope it was tea. Dinah looked up and squeaked excitely. She recognised the trees. "Nearly there...Nearly there..." She clattered along towards the Tea Party.
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Tea, Anyone? (Wonderland, Dinah, Hatter, Hare) ACTIVE!

[30 Aug 2006|04:02pm]

Dinah was walking with tiny steps and concentrating on the tea tray she was holding. The stacks of teacups clattered and wobble. Three little silver teaspoons huddled together and tapped against the full china teapot. Dinah had put some more water in a enamel jug, but she wished she hadn't. She'd never dreamed that water(or anything for that matter) could be so HEAVY. She had been walking for so long she felt like her spindly arms were going to fall off. Even taking tiny steps she could barely keep the tray level. She looked at the tray again to double check that she had the little wooden box of tea. She did so hope it was tea. Dinah looked up and squeaked excitely. She recognised the trees. "Nearly there...Nearly there..." She clattered along towards the Tea Party.

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Strange new places... (Dinah and the Caterpillar in the White Rabbit's House) finished	[14 Aug 2006\|08:13pm]
Dinah tripped clumsily and reached out to steady herself. Her hand landed on a cold stone. She looked up and tried to work out where she was. Directly in front of her was a strange little cottage. The thatched roof was old and dark, rotting and slipping to reveal the house's weak wooden skeleton. Some of the decorative wood on the outside of the house had fallen into its unruly garden and the window shutters creaked and clattered in the breeze. A tumbling stone wall ran 'round the house and its patch of overgrown grass and roses. Dinah leant on the stone gatepost and thought about whose house it might be, and whether going inside was a safe and wise idea. "Only one way to find out.". Dinah reached out and placed her right hand on the handle of the gate. A little red paint flaked off and she felt something else lodged between the wood and the metal; hair. Dinah picked it up between her thumb and forefinger and brought it to her nose. It was rabbit. She smiled as Alice's stories came to life again. "Gloves, Mary-Ann" she chirped as she opened the gate. A little detective work was in order.----------Caterpillar was tired (not an unusual feeling for someone who was constantly drifting between realities but entirely unwelcome on his part.) There was no place left to go in Wonderland; everything was ash and decay...that or dead. When he couldn't even curl up under a mushroom, where did he expect to find rest?Well, he mused, I suppose there IS always the White Rabbit's house. Surely nothing has happened to it..though it is rather low end. Like a fairy-tale, storybook house. Half expect an elf to live there.And with that he walked to the house and knocked on the door.----------Dinah was upstairs sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bedroom. A pair of moth-eaten white gloves lay in her lap. She knew Alice had been in this room; she could feel it. She closed her eyes. The knock at the door startled her and she leapt to her feet. This was not her house. But then, surely the knocker was not the owner of the house, else why would they knock? She waited, as if to give the house's owner a chance to come out and open the door himself. Dinah approached the window slowly and peered between the shutters.-----------The Caterpillar cursed silently under his breath. Nobody was home it seemed, but no matter. It's not like he ever needed anyone else's permission to do ANYTHING. Pushing open the door, he stepped into the house..not at all bothering to be quiet but not making too much noise either. In all honesty, he didn't much care for the White Rabbit, much too timid a fellow. Caterpillar smirked at the thought. It was so easy to rile the Rabbit. Approaching the living room, Caterpillar flung himself down onto the couch, not caring in the slightest that he was dragging dirt and dead leaves all over the furniture. He closed his eyes, pulling a hookah out of a worn travel bag. His blue fingers were covered in dirt but he placed a pipe in his mouth anyway and began smoking the drug. Soon multi-colored smoke permeated the room. ----------Dinah turned away from the window. Her ears rotated to follow the sounds downstairs. She stepped out of the bedroom and stood at the top of the stairs. Within seconds her nostrils told her who the visitor was. She followed the smoke to it's source. Her instincts told her that the caterpillar was useful and important for the health of Wonderland and Alice. Besides, she was starting to warm to him. Not wishing to startle the caterpillar she knock lightly on the already-open living room door. It creaked a little."Hello, friend." She addressed the caterpillar. His smoke stang her eyes. "Sorry I didn't answer the door earlier, but I feel it is rude to play host in a house that is not your own." Dinah strolled over to the armchair next to the hearth. "Mind if I join you?"she hovered awkwardly, awaiting some response from the Caterpillar. She craved a little company. He continued to smoke, thickening the air between them. Dinah sat down heavily bringing up a cloud of dust. The fabic of the chair was so cool it almost felt damp. Putting her head back Dinah closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. Her delicate nostrils flared as she drew in the exotic smoke. Her chest rose as it filled her lungs. Then, as they deflated she leant her head to the side and nuzzled into the chair. Drawing her legs up under her, Dinah relaxed and smiled.
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Strange new places... (Dinah and the Caterpillar in the White Rabbit's House) finished

[14 Aug 2006|08:13pm]

Dinah tripped clumsily and reached out to steady herself. Her hand landed on a cold stone. She looked up and tried to work out where she was. Directly in front of her was a strange little cottage. The thatched roof was old and dark, rotting and slipping to reveal the house's weak wooden skeleton. Some of the decorative wood on the outside of the house had fallen into its unruly garden and the window shutters creaked and clattered in the breeze. A tumbling stone wall ran 'round the house and its patch of overgrown grass and roses. Dinah leant on the stone gatepost and thought about whose house it might be, and whether going inside was a safe and wise idea. "Only one way to find out.". Dinah reached out and placed her right hand on the handle of the gate. A little red paint flaked off and she felt something else lodged between the wood and the metal; hair. Dinah picked it up between her thumb and forefinger and brought it to her nose. It was rabbit. She smiled as Alice's stories came to life again. "Gloves, Mary-Ann" she chirped as she opened the gate. A little detective work was in order.----------Caterpillar was tired (not an unusual feeling for someone who was constantly drifting between realities but entirely unwelcome on his part.) There was no place left to go in Wonderland; everything was ash and decay...that or dead. When he couldn't even curl up under a mushroom, where did he expect to find rest?Well, he mused, I suppose there IS always the White Rabbit's house. Surely nothing has happened to it..though it is rather low end. Like a fairy-tale, storybook house. Half expect an elf to live there.And with that he walked to the house and knocked on the door.----------Dinah was upstairs sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bedroom. A pair of moth-eaten white gloves lay in her lap. She knew Alice had been in this room; she could feel it. She closed her eyes. The knock at the door startled her and she leapt to her feet. This was not her house. But then, surely the knocker was not the owner of the house, else why would they knock? She waited, as if to give the house's owner a chance to come out and open the door himself. Dinah approached the window slowly and peered between the shutters.-----------The Caterpillar cursed silently under his breath. Nobody was home it seemed, but no matter. It's not like he ever needed anyone else's permission to do ANYTHING. Pushing open the door, he stepped into the house..not at all bothering to be quiet but not making too much noise either. In all honesty, he didn't much care for the White Rabbit, much too timid a fellow. Caterpillar smirked at the thought. It was so easy to rile the Rabbit. Approaching the living room, Caterpillar flung himself down onto the couch, not caring in the slightest that he was dragging dirt and dead leaves all over the furniture. He closed his eyes, pulling a hookah out of a worn travel bag. His blue fingers were covered in dirt but he placed a pipe in his mouth anyway and began smoking the drug. Soon multi-colored smoke permeated the room. ----------Dinah turned away from the window. Her ears rotated to follow the sounds downstairs. She stepped out of the bedroom and stood at the top of the stairs. Within seconds her nostrils told her who the visitor was. She followed the smoke to it's source. Her instincts told her that the caterpillar was useful and important for the health of Wonderland and Alice. Besides, she was starting to warm to him. Not wishing to startle the caterpillar she knock lightly on the already-open living room door. It creaked a little."Hello, friend." She addressed the caterpillar. His smoke stang her eyes. "Sorry I didn't answer the door earlier, but I feel it is rude to play host in a house that is not your own." Dinah strolled over to the armchair next to the hearth. "Mind if I join you?"she hovered awkwardly, awaiting some response from the Caterpillar. She craved a little company. He continued to smoke, thickening the air between them. Dinah sat down heavily bringing up a cloud of dust. The fabic of the chair was so cool it almost felt damp. Putting her head back Dinah closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. Her delicate nostrils flared as she drew in the exotic smoke. Her chest rose as it filled her lungs. Then, as they deflated she leant her head to the side and nuzzled into the chair. Drawing her legs up under her, Dinah relaxed and smiled.

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MOD.	[27 Jul 2006\|12:13pm]
Please give a warm welcome to our newest member destructional. They will be playing Henry Knightings AKA. The White Knight. Add him to your friends' list please. :)
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In the Asylum - Elzi & Elliot	[19 Jul 2006\|09:30pm]
"A tired caterpillar went to sleep one day, In a snug little cradle of silken gray. And he said, as he softly curled up in his nest,"Oh, crawling was pleasant, but rest is best." Elzibeth sits in a chair, leaning over some paper with a pencil in hand. A small smile upon her lips as she writes, more to herself then anyone else she sings delicately "He slept through the winter long and cold, All tightly up in his blanket rolled, And at last he awoke on a warm spring day, To find that winter had gone away."
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In the Asylum - Elzi & Elliot

[19 Jul 2006|09:30pm]

"A tired caterpillar went to sleep one day, In a snug little cradle of silken gray. And he said, as he softly curled up in his nest,"Oh, crawling was pleasant, but rest is best." Elzibeth sits in a chair, leaning over some paper with a pencil in hand. A small smile upon her lips as she writes, more to herself then anyone else she sings delicately "He slept through the winter long and cold, All tightly up in his blanket rolled, And at last he awoke on a warm spring day, To find that winter had gone away."

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Back in Wonderland	[04 Apr 2006\|03:40pm]
One leg draped off the side of the chair and one over the arm, Hare starts to stir from her slumber. The cold air blowing gently around with a slight bitterness to it, as the sky above continues to look angry and dark. Her nose twitches slightly, arms and legs out strech as she yawns and slowly opens her eyes. The world around her slowly coming into focus, lazly she rolls her head to the side and looks down the dirty and forgotten table, sighing her head rolls back and she starts to move herself round so she is sitting up straight. Hare streches once more and stands herself up and moves away from her chair, no noise is to be heard apart from that which she guesses is her heart beat. Scratching around the root of her whiskers, she picks up her hat, placing it upon her head and yawns once again, trying to wake herself up. She takes hold of the side of the grubby high backed hair and pushes it back into place, letting go, she looks down at the dirt that is only just visable on her tattered black gloves. She rubs her hands down on her coat, and start to walk around the long table, seemingly deep within thought. Sometimes musing to herself out loud, though to anyone else it may not make sence. Perching herself on the corner of the table she closes her eyes and imagines picking up a cup, then a tea pot. Daintly she holds the cup's handle between her thumb, index and middle finger and with the other hand she pours the tea into the cup. Placing the teapot back, Hare motions putting the cup to her lips and taking a sip, opening her eyes once more she looks down at her empty hand, her fingers part and her arm drops down to her side. some of her hair falls slightly across her face as her head hangs down. Sounding a little down trodden she speaks out "Hello...Anyone? Anyone one at all? I'm awfully lonely..." Her voice is frail as she leans foward, crosses her arms on her lap, leaning upon them, her top hat falls to the floor just infront of her with a dull thud. Silence, apart from her heart beat fills the clearing once more.
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Back in Wonderland

[04 Apr 2006|03:40pm]

One leg draped off the side of the chair and one over the arm, Hare starts to stir from her slumber. The cold air blowing gently around with a slight bitterness to it, as the sky above continues to look angry and dark. Her nose twitches slightly, arms and legs out strech as she yawns and slowly opens her eyes. The world around her slowly coming into focus, lazly she rolls her head to the side and looks down the dirty and forgotten table, sighing her head rolls back and she starts to move herself round so she is sitting up straight. Hare streches once more and stands herself up and moves away from her chair, no noise is to be heard apart from that which she guesses is her heart beat. Scratching around the root of her whiskers, she picks up her hat, placing it upon her head and yawns once again, trying to wake herself up. She takes hold of the side of the grubby high backed hair and pushes it back into place, letting go, she looks down at the dirt that is only just visable on her tattered black gloves. She rubs her hands down on her coat, and start to walk around the long table, seemingly deep within thought. Sometimes musing to herself out loud, though to anyone else it may not make sence. Perching herself on the corner of the table she closes her eyes and imagines picking up a cup, then a tea pot. Daintly she holds the cup's handle between her thumb, index and middle finger and with the other hand she pours the tea into the cup. Placing the teapot back, Hare motions putting the cup to her lips and taking a sip, opening her eyes once more she looks down at her empty hand, her fingers part and her arm drops down to her side. some of her hair falls slightly across her face as her head hangs down. Sounding a little down trodden she speaks out "Hello...Anyone? Anyone one at all? I'm awfully lonely..." Her voice is frail as she leans foward, crosses her arms on her lap, leaning upon them, her top hat falls to the floor just infront of her with a dull thud. Silence, apart from her heart beat fills the clearing once more.

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Imprisoned body, free mind (Wonderland Dinah/Hare/Dormouse...)	[14 Jan 2006\|06:50pm]
Dinah's small cat body was curled up in a tight ball on the straw mattress of her cell. A dead rat lay on the ground at the foot of the bed, its bright gut spewing out on the floor, dull eyes staring at the wall. As she drifted into a deep sleep the features of Wonderland came into focus before her two-legged self. But instead of mushrooms there were chairs, and a big long table; for a moment Dinah thought it must be a different place completely, but something in the mood and the light told her it was the same realm.( Read more...Collapse )
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Imprisoned body, free mind (Wonderland Dinah/Hare/Dormouse...)

[14 Jan 2006|06:50pm]

Dinah's small cat body was curled up in a tight ball on the straw mattress of her cell. A dead rat lay on the ground at the foot of the bed, its bright gut spewing out on the floor, dull eyes staring at the wall. As she drifted into a deep sleep the features of Wonderland came into focus before her two-legged self. But instead of mushrooms there were chairs, and a big long table; for a moment Dinah thought it must be a different place completely, but something in the mood and the light told her it was the same realm.( Read more...Collapse )

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Locked up (in the asylum Dinah/Elzi Hare)	[11 Jan 2006\|12:40am]
The smell was starting to got to her: Urine and vomit overriding the piercingly sharp smell of cleaning products. She needed some fresh air. Dinah walked around a little more, checking to see if there were any more convenient entrances/exits. A scuffly noise caught her attention, between the screams she could hear it. It was close. Dinah froze. Turning her head slowly she saw it. A rat! a big, fat, juicy live rat, sculking in the corner. And it hadn't seen her. She was onto it in a second and went straight for its throat. Fresh, warm blood gushed under her tongue as her canines pierce it's skin. She let out a mew of delight and rolled over with delirious pleasure. So delighted was Dinah by her fresh meal that she didn't hear the heavy footsteps, so dizzy with pride that she didn't realise...she was cornered, just as the rat had been. A rough hand grabbed her scruff before she had even noticed the human presence. "A cat, eh?" The accent was broad, and unmistakeably east end. Dinah froze with fear, and tried to stay calm. There was no sense struggling. The nurse would throw her outside soon enough. Better to be throw out than escape from her grip only to find that the door was shut anyway. The skin tightened around her chest. Dinah held on firmly to the rat, though it was easily half her size. She would let herself be held, 'til she could see her escape route, but she was NOT going to lose her meal. The woman eyed the dead rodant and smiled "...and a ratter too. We could use you, kit." The burly woman began to walk along the corridor, looking for an empty cell. "I'll 'ave to pass it by the boss, mind. Don't know 'is policy on pets..." she laughed at that, hysterically, it was a horrible noise and Dinah winced. She was starting to get a bad feeling. Perhaps she should try to break free after all. The woman was at the door of and empty cell by now. The door was stiff and she heaved her weight against it "I'm new, see?" Dinah began to writh about, trying desperately to free herself for the woman's grip. The rat slipped from her jaws and she yowled. The door sighed open and the burly woman threw Dinah in. Quick as she could Dinah darted towards the door, but the woman was one step ahead of her and it was slammed and locked before she was half-way across the cell. Dinah hissed and narrowed her eyes hatefully at the ignorant woman. "Oh, you want your toy?" She picked up the rat and forced it through the bars. "You'll 'ave to act a bit nicer than that if you want to get a job in pest-control" The woman cackled at her own wit and strolled out of sight.( Read more...Collapse )
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Locked up (in the asylum Dinah/Elzi Hare)

[11 Jan 2006|12:40am]

The smell was starting to got to her: Urine and vomit overriding the piercingly sharp smell of cleaning products. She needed some fresh air. Dinah walked around a little more, checking to see if there were any more convenient entrances/exits. A scuffly noise caught her attention, between the screams she could hear it. It was close. Dinah froze. Turning her head slowly she saw it. A rat! a big, fat, juicy live rat, sculking in the corner. And it hadn't seen her. She was onto it in a second and went straight for its throat. Fresh, warm blood gushed under her tongue as her canines pierce it's skin. She let out a mew of delight and rolled over with delirious pleasure. So delighted was Dinah by her fresh meal that she didn't hear the heavy footsteps, so dizzy with pride that she didn't realise...she was cornered, just as the rat had been. A rough hand grabbed her scruff before she had even noticed the human presence. "A cat, eh?" The accent was broad, and unmistakeably east end. Dinah froze with fear, and tried to stay calm. There was no sense struggling. The nurse would throw her outside soon enough. Better to be throw out than escape from her grip only to find that the door was shut anyway. The skin tightened around her chest. Dinah held on firmly to the rat, though it was easily half her size. She would let herself be held, 'til she could see her escape route, but she was NOT going to lose her meal. The woman eyed the dead rodant and smiled "...and a ratter too. We could use you, kit." The burly woman began to walk along the corridor, looking for an empty cell. "I'll 'ave to pass it by the boss, mind. Don't know 'is policy on pets..." she laughed at that, hysterically, it was a horrible noise and Dinah winced. She was starting to get a bad feeling. Perhaps she should try to break free after all. The woman was at the door of and empty cell by now. The door was stiff and she heaved her weight against it "I'm new, see?" Dinah began to writh about, trying desperately to free herself for the woman's grip. The rat slipped from her jaws and she yowled. The door sighed open and the burly woman threw Dinah in. Quick as she could Dinah darted towards the door, but the woman was one step ahead of her and it was slammed and locked before she was half-way across the cell. Dinah hissed and narrowed her eyes hatefully at the ignorant woman. "Oh, you want your toy?" She picked up the rat and forced it through the bars. "You'll 'ave to act a bit nicer than that if you want to get a job in pest-control" The woman cackled at her own wit and strolled out of sight.( Read more...Collapse )

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	[03 Jan 2006\|10:28pm]
The March hare sits in her seat, bent over forward, elbow on table and her chin resting in her palm. Drumming her fingers along the table, she lets out a long sigh and looks up and down the rows of chairs, each are dusty and with cobwebs. "Hatter, Dear Dear Hatter where are you? For i am lonely and i need my friend..." She sits sits up straight and looks about the clearing seeing if her friend had heard her. With no sight of him, she coughs a little and starts to play with her whiskers. "Oh woe for me, for my Dearset friend has abandoned me on MY unbirthday..."
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[03 Jan 2006|10:28pm]

The March hare sits in her seat, bent over forward, elbow on table and her chin resting in her palm. Drumming her fingers along the table, she lets out a long sigh and looks up and down the rows of chairs, each are dusty and with cobwebs. "Hatter, Dear Dear Hatter where are you? For i am lonely and i need my friend..." She sits sits up straight and looks about the clearing seeing if her friend had heard her. With no sight of him, she coughs a little and starts to play with her whiskers. "Oh woe for me, for my Dearset friend has abandoned me on MY unbirthday..."

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	[03 Jan 2006\|05:33pm]
Elzibeth kneels on the floor looking up to the ceiling, counting the off white tiles over and over again in the dark room, mumbling to herself of tea and clinging tightly to a cup. A nurse walks over to her, smiling slightly "would you like a drink Elzibeth?" The girl nods, her eyes blank but moving back and forth as she counts. The nurse leans over and and places her hand where she can around the cup and tries to take it away from her. Elzibeth keeps a tight grip, the nurse pulls a little harder "come now Elzi, if you don't hand the cup over i can't get you a drink..." Elzibeth just nods, still counting, "Elzibeth..let..go." The nurse pulls again, Elzibeth's head snaps down and looks at her with a cruel glint in her eyes, a sneer comes across her lips "you made me loose count!" With that she gets herself up and throws the cup at the nurse, it wizzes past her and smashes against the wall "how dare you make me loose count" she screams, launching herself towards the nurse. The nurse screams out, just as Elzibeth grabs for her and get a handful of hair. The other nurses come flying into the room, grabbing hold of Elzibeth and prizing her fingers from the other ladies hair. The nurse in turns helps them get proper hold of her, and starts to take her down to another room.Elzibeth lets out a scream as they pin her down to the bed "please no not again" she cried "anything but this, i'll stop, i'll be good, i don't want to go back there, they'll get me...she'll get me!" Crocodile tears streamed down her grubby and sullun face, the doctor comes inside and looks her over with his eyes. "She does nothing but get worse." He looks at her in the face "Elzibeth, you promsed us that last time aswell and the time before. We have to do this for your own good." With that he turned and picked up the syringe containing the sedative off the trolly. Elzibeth Sobs loudly, pleeding and begging, but they fall upon deaf ears. As one of the new nurses grip loosened enough, quick as a flash, Elzibeth's arm pulled away and shot up for their neck, taking a tight grip around it. The nurse screamed and tried to pull the arm away, but Elzi had good grip around it now. The doctor swung round and started to shout at her, but all she could hear was a buzzing sound, the words made no sence. More nurses came in and pinned her down to the bed and the needle slipped into her arm, Elzibeths back arched and she let out a pathetic wimper as she slowly started to watch that dark, dank, cold sterile room slip away from her. The clinical smell left her body and a sweet smelling one came to her, she let out a contented sigh as her frock coat fell aound her and she floated into her seat, she turned towards the table taking hold of a teapot and cup pouring herself some tea, as the top hat finally placed itself upon her head. Placing the cup to her lips, the smell overloads her sences, she sighs happly again and takes a sip as she pours another cup. She looks up and down the hatters table smiling.
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[03 Jan 2006|05:33pm]

Elzibeth kneels on the floor looking up to the ceiling, counting the off white tiles over and over again in the dark room, mumbling to herself of tea and clinging tightly to a cup. A nurse walks over to her, smiling slightly "would you like a drink Elzibeth?" The girl nods, her eyes blank but moving back and forth as she counts. The nurse leans over and and places her hand where she can around the cup and tries to take it away from her. Elzibeth keeps a tight grip, the nurse pulls a little harder "come now Elzi, if you don't hand the cup over i can't get you a drink..." Elzibeth just nods, still counting, "Elzibeth..let..go." The nurse pulls again, Elzibeth's head snaps down and looks at her with a cruel glint in her eyes, a sneer comes across her lips "you made me loose count!" With that she gets herself up and throws the cup at the nurse, it wizzes past her and smashes against the wall "how dare you make me loose count" she screams, launching herself towards the nurse. The nurse screams out, just as Elzibeth grabs for her and get a handful of hair. The other nurses come flying into the room, grabbing hold of Elzibeth and prizing her fingers from the other ladies hair. The nurse in turns helps them get proper hold of her, and starts to take her down to another room.Elzibeth lets out a scream as they pin her down to the bed "please no not again" she cried "anything but this, i'll stop, i'll be good, i don't want to go back there, they'll get me...she'll get me!" Crocodile tears streamed down her grubby and sullun face, the doctor comes inside and looks her over with his eyes. "She does nothing but get worse." He looks at her in the face "Elzibeth, you promsed us that last time aswell and the time before. We have to do this for your own good." With that he turned and picked up the syringe containing the sedative off the trolly. Elzibeth Sobs loudly, pleeding and begging, but they fall upon deaf ears. As one of the new nurses grip loosened enough, quick as a flash, Elzibeth's arm pulled away and shot up for their neck, taking a tight grip around it. The nurse screamed and tried to pull the arm away, but Elzi had good grip around it now. The doctor swung round and started to shout at her, but all she could hear was a buzzing sound, the words made no sence. More nurses came in and pinned her down to the bed and the needle slipped into her arm, Elzibeths back arched and she let out a pathetic wimper as she slowly started to watch that dark, dank, cold sterile room slip away from her. The clinical smell left her body and a sweet smelling one came to her, she let out a contented sigh as her frock coat fell aound her and she floated into her seat, she turned towards the table taking hold of a teapot and cup pouring herself some tea, as the top hat finally placed itself upon her head. Placing the cup to her lips, the smell overloads her sences, she sighs happly again and takes a sip as she pours another cup. She looks up and down the hatters table smiling.

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Searching for Alice (In Wonderland: Dinah/Cheshire)	[03 Jan 2006\|03:23pm]
Dinah woke in Wonderland once again. It was starting to feel more and more like home. It felt a little like the feeling she used to get whilst sitting on Alice's lap; but Alice wasn't there. She pondered a while. This dream, she thought, is more real that a dream. But it is less real than the real world (she wasn't too sure about that bit though). It is like a parallel universe. And if it is a parallel universe... "it much contain a parallel Alice!" Dinah got so excited about the prospect of finding any sort of Alice that she wasn't much bothered about whether it made sense or not. Sense didn't seem to matter here anyway. Nonsense was more valid than sense in wonderland, as long as you followed your instincts. And her instincts told her that she was right to look for Alice. It was the only sensible thing to do. So off she went... ( Read more...Collapse )
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Searching for Alice (In Wonderland: Dinah/Cheshire)

[03 Jan 2006|03:23pm]

Dinah woke in Wonderland once again. It was starting to feel more and more like home. It felt a little like the feeling she used to get whilst sitting on Alice's lap; but Alice wasn't there. She pondered a while. This dream, she thought, is more real that a dream. But it is less real than the real world (she wasn't too sure about that bit though). It is like a parallel universe. And if it is a parallel universe... "it much contain a parallel Alice!" Dinah got so excited about the prospect of finding any sort of Alice that she wasn't much bothered about whether it made sense or not. Sense didn't seem to matter here anyway. Nonsense was more valid than sense in wonderland, as long as you followed your instincts. And her instincts told her that she was right to look for Alice. It was the only sensible thing to do. So off she went... ( Read more...Collapse )

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MOD post 3.	[02 Jan 2006\|09:21pm]
[ mood \| depressed ] I am terribly sorry that I have been so slow on the upkeep. We still have our Queen missing! She hasn't joined the RP and I've heard nothing from her yet. I'm beginning to think I should keep looking. But I assure you that as soon as we get an ACTIVE Queen, things should be running smoothly. Until then, I encourage you to all keep brainstorming on side story lines and checking up on the community.Sincerly,Brandi//Alice.
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MOD post 3.

[02 Jan 2006|09:21pm]

[ **mood** |

depressed ] I am terribly sorry that I have been so slow on the upkeep. We still have our Queen missing! She hasn't joined the RP and I've heard nothing from her yet. I'm beginning to think I should keep looking. But I assure you that as soon as we get an ACTIVE Queen, things should be running smoothly. Until then, I encourage you to all keep brainstorming on side story lines and checking up on the community.Sincerly,Brandi//Alice.

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Meeting in Wonderland (Dinah and The Caterpillar)	[10 Dec 2005\|11:58am]
The clearing is dark, in mood more so than in its lighting. Dinah has been walking in it for quite some time, slowly growing accustomed to her new body. She has yet to meet anyone in Wonderland. Part of her thinks it is all just a dream, she tries to reassure herself by exercising her new voicebox:"Nonsense Dinah, This is a dream. Nothing in dreams can hurt you." she looks down at a stinging cut on her fingertip and wonders. "It is not real. Nothing here could possibly have consequence..."( Read more...Collapse )
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Meeting in Wonderland (Dinah and The Caterpillar)

[10 Dec 2005|11:58am]

The clearing is dark, in mood more so than in its lighting. Dinah has been walking in it for quite some time, slowly growing accustomed to her new body. She has yet to meet anyone in Wonderland. Part of her thinks it is all just a dream, she tries to reassure herself by exercising her new voicebox:"Nonsense Dinah, This is a dream. Nothing in dreams can hurt you." she looks down at a stinging cut on her fingertip and wonders. "It is not real. Nothing here could possibly have consequence..."( Read more...Collapse )

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Icon for the Red Queen	[30 Nov 2005\|12:43pm]
[ mood \| curious ] When we get a queen of hearts she might want to use this icon: credit briarrose_iconsI have found someone who is interested. Hopefully we will have a Queen soon.
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The Forest (Alice, Cheshire Cat).	[29 Nov 2005\|06:27pm]
Alice's head was twisted towards her chest in anguish. She writhed in her hospital bed from some unknown chemical that had been injected into her body. She opened her eyes, only to quickly close them, seeing a patient walking by in a straight jacket, with a huge smile plastered onto his face. Her vision was growing blurry and it was making her nauseous. Everything around her had taken on a morphed shape, accompanied by a technicolor glow. The patient she had seen had a smile so familiar and sharp, his face reminded her of somebody from her past -- the Cheshire Cat. Before she knew it her mind had gone blank and her body was immobile in the asylum once again.When she had woken up, she screamed in pain and looked at her arm, the needle's mark was deteriorating into nothing and she looked around to find herself in the forest she had once met a kind White Knight in. Only, he was not around to listen to her again, at this time.
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The Forest (Alice, Cheshire Cat).

[29 Nov 2005|06:27pm]

Alice's head was twisted towards her chest in anguish. She writhed in her hospital bed from some unknown chemical that had been injected into her body. She opened her eyes, only to quickly close them, seeing a patient walking by in a straight jacket, with a huge smile plastered onto his face. Her vision was growing blurry and it was making her nauseous. Everything around her had taken on a morphed shape, accompanied by a technicolor glow. The patient she had seen had a smile so familiar and sharp, his face reminded her of somebody from her past -- the Cheshire Cat. Before she knew it her mind had gone blank and her body was immobile in the asylum once again.When she had woken up, she screamed in pain and looked at her arm, the needle's mark was deteriorating into nothing and she looked around to find herself in the forest she had once met a kind White Knight in. Only, he was not around to listen to her again, at this time.

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FAQ	[29 Nov 2005\|02:02pm]
So, I've decided to put FAQ on here, to clear up anything that might still be confusing to you. If you have any questions you think should be answered in this post, feel free to reply. :)( FAQ's Collapse )
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MOD post 2.	[25 Nov 2005\|04:43pm]
Hello all! I'm happy with the characters we have so far. This story line is looking really promising. Everyone can start RPing in the meantime, if they'd like to. But as far as the Queen of Hearts goes: She is desperately needed. I've been having problems with keeping other players interested in being her. rabbit_white_ & myself have an extreamely good idea concerning her and it would be excellent if all of you could help in find somebody to play her.Thanks to all my players!
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MOD post 2.

[25 Nov 2005|04:43pm]

Hello all! I'm happy with the characters we have so far. This story line is looking really promising. Everyone can start RPing in the meantime, if they'd like to. But as far as the Queen of Hearts goes: She is desperately needed. I've been having problems with keeping other players interested in being her.

rabbit_white_ & myself have an extreamely good idea concerning her and it would be excellent if all of you could help in find somebody to play her.Thanks to all my players!

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MOD post.	[14 Nov 2005\|07:51pm]
[ mood \| blah ] Hello all! Well, so far we have four members and I only created this community yesterday! I'm awaiting a Queen of Hearts application as well. It would be really lovely if you told some of your other RP buddies about this or promoted this storyline elsewhere. It would help out alot. We really need more people.Though it might not be such a grand idea, you may start RPing if you'd like. If you're itching for a good roleplay (like me) go right ahead! Just don't for get to post it in this community.Also, I may be starting another RP based off of the plot for that movie Underworld. It's not about the movie's characters, it's going to be an AU type thing that has nothing to do with Selene and Michael and all those good people. But it is going to be about the war against lycans and vampires. :) So, keep a lookout for that. I may post a promotion for it in this community because I'm horrible like that. :PBut anywho, enjoy!- Brandi AKA. Alice.
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MOD post.

[14 Nov 2005|07:51pm]

[ **mood** |

blah ] Hello all! Well, so far we have four members and I only created this community yesterday! I'm awaiting a Queen of Hearts application as well. It would be really lovely if you told some of your other RP buddies about this or promoted this storyline elsewhere. It would help out alot. We really need more people.Though it might not be such a grand idea, you may start RPing if you'd like. If you're itching for a good roleplay (like me) go right ahead! Just don't for get to post it in this community.Also, I may be starting another RP based off of the plot for that movie Underworld. It's not about the movie's characters, it's going to be an AU type thing that has nothing to do with Selene and Michael and all those good people. But it is going to be about the war against lycans and vampires. :) So, keep a lookout for that. I may post a promotion for it in this community because I'm horrible like that. :PBut anywho, enjoy!- Brandi AKA. Alice.

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Icon for the Red Queen	[30 Nov 2005\|12:43pm]
[ mood \| curious ] When we get a queen of hearts she might want to use this icon: credit briarrose_iconsI have found someone who is interested. Hopefully we will have a Queen soon.
14 comments\|post comment