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A Not So Wonderland (Open/Accepting)
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Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 01:47 (8 Years ago)
I'm not a bot, I swear-
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 01:51 (8 Years ago)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 02:06 (8 Years ago)
"...how do we even read those things? They are kinda just like upside-down old-school black and white TV but in a book."
(also, problably gonna post smol posts bc there's not much to do inside a lamp)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 02:07 (8 Years ago)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 02:17 (8 Years ago)
Cedar chased after a rabbit in the woods. The rabbit had a nice white coat and beautiful blue eyes. perfect for her and the other wolves possibly to share. The rabbit hopped in the tall grass and hid in there. She tried to sniff out the rabbit but she lost its scent "stupid rabbit" She said under her breath and walked back to her den.
I'm not a bot, I swear-
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 02:34 (8 Years ago)
Valentin was curled up under the tea table, hoping that he wouldn't face the misfortune of a kick to the ribs. It was hard to find a decent place to wake up to for the Dormouse, usually because of his tendency to fall asleep almost anywhere quite often. Just as he was about to doze off yet again, he heard faint whistling that soon grew louder and instantly knew who it was. "Morning Anist-" He was cut off mid-sentence by a rather annoyingly loud sneeze.
and i was always tired but never of you
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 02:39 (8 Years ago)
(OOC: I feel it tbh)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 03:08 (8 Years ago)
”Hello There! I am Alter Ego, your technological guide!"
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 03:17 (8 Years ago)
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Name: Kere okello
Age: 19
Gender: Androgynous/ she pronouns
Species: Quoll
Appearance: Here
Personality: You could say Kere is very weird. She tends to spy anyone or anything she/he finds "interesting" and tends to attach to people easily. Kere, however, knows how defend itself, and wil do if she feels in danger
Crush:
BF/GF: None at the moment
Other:
Questions/Concerns:
Bought in jack n Bryce's cafe, art by
nearclearDon't starve >:3
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 03:41 (8 Years ago)
The Dormouse simply rolled her eyes. She shifted into a more comfortable position, hitting her head against the table in the process. Her eyes widened as her sensitive ears caught the conversation of a Cheshire Cat. Valentin trembled at the thought of encountering one of them, now wide awake for once. A whimper escaped his lips despite her futile attempt to keep quiet. Mice were afraid of their feline predator, and she wasn't an exception.
and i was always tired but never of you
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 03:48 (8 Years ago)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 03:58 (8 Years ago)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 04:14 (8 Years ago)
Cedar Went up to the alpha, a gray wolf with a slick blue stripe running down its back "Sorry alpha, the food ran away into the bushes and I couldn't sniff it out. I'm really sorry but, I brought some berries and other fruit. Maybe we can eat them! Or not if its ok with you" She said to alpha who looked concerned.
I'm not a bot, I swear-
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 04:21 (8 Years ago)
❝The tears I was shedding yesterday, the smile that'll escape tomorrow too--❞
Sakiko's head was absolutely aching. That was her first thought as she woke up. As she looked around, she tried to discern where she was, but her surroundings were unfamiliar. However did she get here? The last thing she remembered was . . . Ah, that's right! A flash of white fur! Rabbit ears! And, completely contrary to her usual ladylike grace, she had chased that scoundrel across her family's blooming garden. And then . . . Then? What had happened then? She couldn't quite remember . . . But she must have passed out at some point, and somehow ended up here. Where was here, anyhow? She had no clue. Well, it was no use simply lying down in the . . . grass? Well, grass did make sense for being in the garden. Perhaps she had wandered too far? To a spot she hadn't explored before? Who knew? Certainly not her. She carefully stood up, balancing with practiced ease in her blue heels, and brushed off the back of her dress. It would not do to walk around with dirt or grass stains on one of her favorite dresses, now would it? She looked around once again, paying more attention to detail this time, and spotted something glittering in the light--light from what, she didn't know--with a metallic sheen. Hmm . . . What could it be? Curiosity driving her, Sakiko picked up the object--a lamp much like the ones from Arabic Tales such as Aladdin--and examined it closer. It was quite pretty, but seemed a little under-polished. Pulling out a handkerchief, she rubbed the lamp, determined to make it shine.
(( OOC: I assumed that rubbing the lamp would pull Eudjinne out of his lamp. Also, I quite like the name. Did you know you put djin, which is another name for a genie [ well, sort of ], in his name? Quite clever, if you did. ))
❝Each and every one is one of my important and glittering Twinkle Days.❞
". . . Mother? . . . You can call me however you like, my child."
"When humans fall down here, strangely... I... I often feel like I already know them. Truthfully, when I first saw you, I felt... ... like I was seeing an old friend for the first time."
"Be good, won't you? My child . . ."
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 04:29 (8 Years ago)
Out of the Lamp, a Genie came, unleashing a lot of dust "Ugh- who rubbed this Lamp, I wonder?..." he looked around, soon noticing Sakiko "...Do you purposely used over 9000 bows on your dress or you just don't have any fashion sense? Ugh, at least you don't have tree-sized ponytails." The genie says, annoyed with her clothing.
"Anyways, I belive you rubbed this Lamp for wishes? Or just out of pure curiosity? Really, if it was curiosity, I'd recommend you Alladin books. It's OBVIOUS that a Genie would come out."
"Anywasss, wish whatever you wan't, I don't have wish-limit like those sellfish guys...but I would't really recommend wishing from me, I mean, you'd rather wish from the sellfish guy rather than me."
"BUT if you REAAAAALLY wan't to wish from this guy, then yeah, wish away."
(christ I'm so over-talktive)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 04:31 (8 Years ago)
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Species: Human --> to Wolf
Appearance:
Personality: She has a open mind about everything. But she has a very hard trouble talking to strangers and to her friends. She had locked her heart away. (Merely MadWomen)
Crush: open
BF/GF: open
Other: nn
Questions/Concerns: Maybe.
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 04:34 (8 Years ago)
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Name: Fate S. Intertwine
Age: ?
Gender: Female
Species: Glo-Fox
Appearance: x x Sweaters!
Personality: Pretty grumpy most of the time, and will engage in fights with you if she thinks your challenging her. Stuck up and over-protective of her few currently non-existent friends, and gets jealous of others very easily though she tries to hide it. but if you manage to catch her in a 'good' mood, she just might not reply sarcastically to everything you say. Really likes sweaters, and will guide fallen humans until she gets bored with them. Especially if they wear sweaters. Gets occasional future glimpses and can predict the fates of those who's destinies entertwine with her own, but it takes a lot of coaxing to get her to reveal it and those who she reveals her visions to almost always go insane or more so than they already are or die of fear.
Crush: nah
BF/GF: nah
Encounter Theme: Disillusioned
Fight Theme: Mind Brand
Other: not sure if the themes are still necessary but just in case-
Questions/Concerns: nope 'w'
Age: ?
Gender: Female
Species: Glo-Fox
Appearance: x x Sweaters!
Personality: Pretty grumpy most of the time, and will engage in fights with you if she thinks your challenging her. Stuck up and over-protective of her few currently non-existent friends, and gets jealous of others very easily though she tries to hide it. but if you manage to catch her in a 'good' mood, she just might not reply sarcastically to everything you say. Really likes sweaters, and will guide fallen humans until she gets bored with them. Especially if they wear sweaters. Gets occasional future glimpses and can predict the fates of those who's destinies entertwine with her own, but it takes a lot of coaxing to get her to reveal it and those who she reveals her visions to almost always go insane or more so than they already are or die of fear.
Crush: nah
BF/GF: nah
Encounter Theme: Disillusioned
Fight Theme: Mind Brand
Other: not sure if the themes are still necessary but just in case-
Questions/Concerns: nope 'w'
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 04:38 (8 Years ago)
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 04:54 (8 Years ago)
"Er...H-hullo Anistair dear! Quite dodgy for me to be up, but it seems that one of the Cheshire Cats are nearby..." The Dormouse stuttered, crawling out from under the table. She then got up, growing a bit sleepy just by being alarmed from before. "Those bloody cats need to just clear off, interrupting my well needed rest!" Valentin childishly fumed, starting to feel exhausted already.
and i was always tired but never of you
Posted: Sat, 12/03/2016 05:24 (8 Years ago)
❝The tears I was shedding yesterday, the smile that'll escape tomorrow too--❞
Sakiko sneezed. Her poor nose couldn't quite help it, when confronted with so much dust. After sneezing once more, she cleared the dust away with a dainty and fair hand, daring to open her eyes once the air was clear. What she saw was . . . Well, perhaps not entirely surprising, but interesting all the same. A Genie. A real, live, Genie was standing--floating--right in front of her. If she hadn't been raised by the parents she had been, she would have been standing shock still with wide and curious eyes. Instead, she stood with her usual poise and a blank face, a mask she used to hide her emotions. Usually she used it for functions her parents held, for meetings with potential suitors, but then it was usually accompanied with the occasional plastic smile. Growing up in a home of influence had made her quite the actress. She didn't always like the deception, but it was often necessary. She expected, perhaps, for the genie to be a little annoyed, but the insults that came out of his mouth irked her. It was true, her outfits quite often had bows, but this one was her favorite. It wasn't the bows she liked, but the blue. The only sign of her irritation that broke through the mask was her eyebrow twitching. Despite her strong emotions, the seventeen--nearly eighteen--years of conditioning made it hard for them to really break through. Usually.
Sakiko decided not to comment on his insult on her outfit, not desiring for conflict, but instead turned her attention to his other words. Obvious? Well, if she had known that Genies residing in lamps was true, she certainly wouldn't have rubbed the lamp. But, generally, it wasn't true. So, she must be dreaming, right? Yes, because Genies coming out of lamps wasn't possible. It just wasn't. All of her private tutors--forced on her by her parents, though she did love learning--had told her that all of those 'fantasy' books and movies were just that: fantasy. That she shouldn't believe in magic and wishes and dreams coming true. That the real world was much harsher. Colder. And that she had to be cold as well just to survive. But . . . If this was a dream, why did everything feel so real? From the temperature of the air to the dust that had caused her sneeze to the grass she had woken upon, every thing seemed so utterly real. It couldn't be a dream. She hadn't ever dreamed this vividly. Ah, yes, right, the Genie was still talking. Wishes? Wishes . . . If she was to go off of the usual Genie lore, she was not to trust that a wish would end up as she wanted. She was to trust that a Genie would twist her words to suit his own needs. But this Genie didn't seem to want her to wish. Maybe he hadn't even wanted out of the bottle. Instead of a wish, what came out of her mouth was a question. She didn't bother to hide the curiosity in her eyes and voice. "Did you not want out of the lamp, sir?" she asked, the sir an automatic and ingrained thing she added.
(( OOC: I'm sorry. I started typing, and it just . . . became two paragraphs. ))
❝Each and every one is one of my important and glittering Twinkle Days.❞
". . . Mother? . . . You can call me however you like, my child."
"When humans fall down here, strangely... I... I often feel like I already know them. Truthfully, when I first saw you, I felt... ... like I was seeing an old friend for the first time."
"Be good, won't you? My child . . ."