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  1. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {yeah, that's fine~ >_< Sorry I haven't been on- been drowning in schoolwork! ...But I shall get a reply up ASAP! -is determined- T-T }
  2. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {It’s okay Monochrome, this RP is really slow paced anyways, and with my school as busy as it is, it’s hard for me to keep up too- so it’s no big deal~ <3 ‘Sides, I love that little bunny. XD} Try as he might, the Hatter couldn’t get rid of Desiree; she could tell that there was more to the situation than he’d already told her and had every intention of worming it out of him. So every time he tried getting back to the throne room to check up on the Queen and her temperament, he was bombarded with a slew of questions and her blocking his way until he answered them… Had it been anyone else playing such an annoying game with him, he’d have killed them on the spot, but she could get away with it, and she knew she could- which made it that much worse…. The Hatter sighed- he could really use a cup of tea right now. It was certainly better than the frying pan Desiree was back to threatening him with. ”That really was all you could ever do with a frying pan-“’ He finally interjected with an impish smirk, ”Your cooking skills could never compare.” ”Me cookin’ skills have improved a lot since the last time ya ate it!” She snapped back, ”And quit yer shenanigans- tryin’ ta change the topic won’t work on me, ya sleeveen you!” Then quite suddenly the both of them became still and their bickering ceased, each one of them looking concentrated before they both pulled out an object- the Hatter his watch and Desiree a strange looking spoon that she fingered very carefully. Objects reacted to each other when another one was activated nearby, and both of them had enough experience with their objects to recognize the vibe they gave off when they reacted…. But who was using an object? Clearly neither of them were, and the Queen was in the throne room, so there would be no reason for her to be using her key… which meant…. ”It appears our prisoner has escaped.” The Hatter shoved his watch back into his pocket with another sigh and set off down the hall. Surprisingly, Desiree didn’t pester or follow him when he did so, and although he was mildly curious as to what she was up to, he knew better than to turn back. The prisoner would be a match for the prison guards, but in the end either she’d get killed or a lot of them would be, and even though a lot of the lower guards deserved to get fired, letting the girl do the work would leave quite a mess to be cleaned up… Of course, letting her run freely around the castle certainly wasn’t an option, but assuming that she was an important spy for Broken Hearts, keeping her around wasn’t wise either. Gathering information from her would have been useful, however, the Duchess needed only a small excuse to declare war on Hearts, and with circumstances involving Clubs and Spades as they were, tempting the Duchess into war was just more chaos than needed. No, the Hatter would simply escort the girl from the castle himself and let her scurry home from there. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- {Irishisms Explained: sleeveen means a crafty or sly person. shenanigans are tricks or trickery designed to effect an outcome or reaction. muppet is a fool, or foolish person. touched in the head means insane. warped means strange or odd. qweer bit of talent is a good looking man.} Desiree smirked at her brother’s back as he retreated, murmuring mischievously, ”Don’t ya worry, Brother, I’ll get the story from Queenie I will.” She wouldn’t ask her questions as straightforwardly as she had with the Hatter, but lurking in the throne room would probably fill in the blanks of the story… The Queen could take care of herself, Desiree knew, but her brother was so paranoid it’d not seem unreasonable for her to say that he sent her here for security reasons if asked. Thus she marched off to the throne room, quite satisfied with herself. She arrived in time to see some guards position themselves in the doorway warily, as if they’d just led someone into the throne room and were waiting to escort them away if the need arose… ”But what sort of muppet would bother Queenie when she’s in a right bad mood?” Desiree peeked inside, not fancying the idea of what would happen to whomever it was if their business wasn’t important. “Your Majesty, I come with a message from Queen Maeve of Spades. I’ve been ordered to place this directly into your hands.” …Okay, that was pretty important and official sounding. A messenger from Spades? The situation was clearly much more serious than what her brother had told her. Desiree crept silently into the throne room, intent on standing off to the side and trying to figure out for herself what was going on. She looked at the newcomer carefully…. The messenger was a man…. And he wasn’t a hare… wouldn’t that make him slower? … Maybe she was just a bit touched in the head, but that seemed pretty warped to her. … Then she finally got a good look at something other than his back when he rose from his bow to pull a scroll from his belt for the Queen… And suddenly the concept of the guy being slower because he wasn’t a hare seemed moot. Were all men from Spades that good looking? Maybe it was time for a change in occupation…. She couldn’t help but smile a bit as she thought, ”That man is a qweer bit of talent, he is.” Of course, all things considered, gawking over men was the last thing Desiree should have been doing with the situation at hand… whatever that was…. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Sylph watched the King of Clubs sit very still for a long moment, as if waiting for something; he seemed stiff, like he was concentrating very hard on something…. Which all in all the dog found unusual…. Then, as if in answer to the King’s frustration, the enchantress gave him a curt nod, which must have been what he was waiting for, because he immediately replied, ”I’m certain that little scrying rat has seen enough that he’ll report to Chess with his information.” Ah, so that’s what he looked so concentrated on, a Club trying to feel the presence of magic was certain to require a lot of concentration- Sylph made a mental note to inform the king how ridiculous he looked when doing so later. ”Still, I don’t like being watched, even knowingly- I want this place unscryable in the future.“ His gaze hardened on the enchantress, who smiled deviously and said, ”Understood, my Lord.” Before bowing and leaving the room. Sylph watched her go, swishing his tail. He didn’t care what his master said, he didn’t trust her as far as he could throw her… And considering he didn’t have hands, he certainly wouldn’t have been able to throw her very far at all…. Magic was just bad news for a Club- they could rarely ever feel its presence, and that was only when the magic was poorly cast… That enchantress was skilled enough to not have that issue- so if she decided to cast a spell on either of them, they’d be sitting ducks… What in the world was his master thinking, trusting a magic user? Sylph heaved an exasperated sigh. He sure wished he had a chew toy to vent his frustration on…. ------Meanwhile, wherever the heck those Club soldiers are…------ The Club soldiers marched in good spirits towards the Red Queen’s territory; they still had some distance to cover, but it would certainly not be long before they arrived; a couple of hours at best, though more likely with an extra hour or two included since they were plundering and wreaking havoc in every village along the way. Either way, if the Red Army were to turn back, they’d not be able to catch the Club Army before they’d arrived. The majority of Club soldiers were enjoying the violence along the way, though there were a couple who questioned the King’s motives in attacking a nation they had no real political issues with in the past. These people were either left behind, beaten, or killed for such traitorous thoughts, and as the Club soldiers grew ever closer, they continued to work themselves into a feverish frenzy of excitement for when they finally would arrive. {I don’t wanna have them arrive too soon Rogue… buuut uhh… they’re on the move. So once the Red Queen is informed and things are all set up, they can come rampaging in whenever.} -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Tai lowered his ears when the Spade Queen ruffled his hair; grumbling about how he wasn’t a nestling and didn’t need pats on the head, but he didn’t make any blatant objections…. Maybe he enjoyed being a nestling more than he let on. ”He better run real fast!” He instead exclaimed in response to Maeve’s comment about no one retreating faster than Naesala, ”’cause I’ll make that big ball of feathers regret it if he’s mean to ‘Sis!” Yue made a face at her brother, but didn’t comment on it; normally the two argued like any brother and sister would, but generally Yue put her curiosity above their issues- and right then she had a lot of questions. ”What sort of bad news does Naesala have to tell?” Yue tugged on Maeve’s dress and tilted her head, ”Is it about those mean old clubs being noisy at night? And… What’s a treaty?” She’d heard them talking about that earlier and knew it had something to do with whatever her birdie was doing, which of course made her feel like she had a right to know- couldn’t have her pet running off completely unsupervised, after all…”- And how come it’s bad news if he’s bringing them candy?” Because she had treats often, and that was usually when she behaved…. Which was good news…. Or so she thought.
  3. and here i was thinking that tei and i would miss this because we couldn't find our memory card reader!! you'll get one from each tei and me! ...assuming we can find the card reader... >_<
  4. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {I agree that someone take diamonds, but at the same time, I'd rather it not be you- and that's not saying anything against your RP skills, or anyone else's, but you already have a lot of rulers, and there should be some diversity for the sake of the plot, ya know? o-o but case and point diamonds does need a ruler... hmmm....}
  5. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {-poke poke- o-o aaaaanyooone out there? I don't wanna troll this RP with a mountain of my giant humungousaur posts- so I've been waiting for Ashen_Eclipse to post since Naesala is chillin' in her throne room... And Lapin could probably show up in Spades with a similar message too.... at some point... And also, Adept Rogue- if you wanted to post that Club soldiers were marching into the Red Queen's domain and wreaking havoc, you can and I'll build off of it. Let's live people!}
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    Wonderful Objects

    The Hatter continued to sip his tea casually when the Queen called the messenger hare Lapin into the room; the decision to send a treaty to Spades didn’t surprise him- no amount of Heartly pride could stop the Queen from protecting her people… He certainly hoped that she didn’t ask him to review the writing though- he never did fancy paperwork… Actually, it was no secret that he avoided paperwork like the plague- and he’d seen the plague, so such a statement was really no exaggeration. Thus the Hatter decided to be ‘considerate’ enough to leave the Queen alone while she wrote the fine lines of the treaty…. He’d return when he was certain enough time had passed that the finer lines had already been done…. Unfortunately, he was met by an obstacle the moment he stepped out of the throne room and into the hall… ”Oh Adrieeenn…” A taunting voice chimed musically as a hand landed on his shoulder, ”Skippin’ out on paperwork again are ya?” The Hatter didn’t have to turn to know who the speaker was. He merely sighed and said, ”I’ve told you many times not to call me that, Desiree.” Then he turned and met the violet eyes of a red headed maid, who was glaring at him teasingly with a playful smile on her face. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- (Okay, this is usually where Tai and Yue go, but I’m switching up the order to introduce my new character… Soo uhh…. Bear with me guys! And she seems determined to become…. Irish…?) ”Oooh, always such a wet blanket!” Desiree smiled, ”I don’t know why ya hate the name ‘Adrien’ so much, really nice soundin’ name it is!” Then her smile faded a bit as she leaned in closer to look at the Hatter’s face; he could hold up pretty well in front on anyone else, but she could tell that he was tired… And if something had worn him out to the point where she could notice it then it was definitely something bad. ”What happened, Brother?” She asked after a moment, ”Ya look like ya been hit over the head with a fryin’ pan one too many times!” And she was fairly certain she hadn’t chased him around with one of those in a while…. There was a long pause that followed this statement, in which the Hatter stared at her apprehensively, obviously considering something; but after a moment he stated simply, ”It’s not an affair that should be gossiped about among the maids of Hearts Castle.” Desiree made a face. ”Ya’d think that seven hundred plus years would make it so a girl didn’t have to worry ‘bout an overprotective big brother-“ She stomped her foot, ”-Ya tell me what’s goin’ on or I’ll march into that there throne room and ask Hearty herself!” It might not have been proper for a maid to talk to the Queen, but Desiree was stubborn and she most certainly would; she knew she could get away with it since she was so close to a certain big, important, assassin…. It’d just cause him a lot of trouble if the Queen was particularly busy… The Hatter rubbed his temple gingerly as a headache began to form; he really didn’t feel like dealing with her antics right then, and so he grudgingly caved in and explained everything that was going on…. Because by whatever gods existed in Wonderland, sisters were annoying as heck when they wanted to be. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- ”…So are you actually planning something or are you just staring at me because I’m that pretty?” Sylph quirked an eyebrow at the King of Clubs- who’d been staring at him intently for a while now that he’d finished relaying the events that had conspired during his visit to Spades. He really wasn’t sure what the heck was running through his master’s head at this point- making his nation the enemy of everyone in Wonderland didn’t exactly seem like a good idea no matter how you turned it…. Seriously, if he was suicidal there was counseling for that! ”I’m sure your abnormally large mouth was well worth the delay-“ Celeste finally replied after a moment, drumming his fingers on the arm of his throne, ”-But I assure you that my plans don’t involve sharing anything therein with you.” The King of Clubs had been just as impatient as Sylph had predicted, and he was not happy with the dog’s ‘tardiness’. It was lucky that he hadn’t punished him, but he seemed far too preoccupied for that; rather than making any remark about Sylph’s report, he simply turned back to his scrying dish, watching the events of elsewhere as if his pet’s actions hadn’t even mattered. The King himself was not doing the scrying- there was a certain enchantress nearby who was handling the magical part of things…. Sylph had never liked her… She smelled funny and well… He wasn’t the biggest fan of magic, being raised in a place that prized fighting like Clubs had that effect; he wasn’t sure why the King had taken her as his queen, since he’d never used to like magic either… But lately it seemed like he’d do anything to reach his goals- whatever the hell they were- and marrying an evil enchantress seemed to be a part of that. ”Hmmm, so the Red Army has left their home practically unguarded….” The King smirked, then promptly ordered the enchantress to send orders via some sort of weird sending stone (Sylph thought that rocks were better for beating people, but what did he know?) for the army to take the chance to invade the Red Queen’s portion of Chess. ‘Do their worst’ and ‘Have fun’ were along the lines that were relayed. ”Why would you send them there without a mission?” Sylph twitched his ears, ”Rebels without a cause generally end up dead, and quite frankly those soldiers don’t need help getting themselves killed considering their lack of brains.” ”I don’t care if they live or die.” Was the King’s nonchalant reply, ”They’re easily replaced.” All he needed was for them to visit the place to fill out his map… Beyond that… Well, he didn’t very much care. ”Y’know…” Sylph sighed, ”There’s a huge difference between lives spent and lives wasted...” He wondered whether his master could even tell the difference anymore… -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Yue was rather grumpy at Naesala for keeping her away from the doggie- they never had pets at the castle and whenever she tried to pet anything that was around he always told her it was too dangerous… Or too pointy…. Or that skunks weren’t as cute as they looked… But she’d picked him up off the ground when he was a birdie and he wasn’t dangerous, so she didn’t understand why he insisted she stay away from the big fluffy doggie…. Maybe he was jealous. Still, for all her grumpiness, she still looked worried when he took off out the window into the morning; hopefully he’d find the birdseed she’d stashed in one of his packs, because he’d probably get hungry from lots of flying… And he had to have lots of energy, because Yue didn’t want him getting killed by ‘hats’ like Masahiro had mentioned, and if he was full he wouldn’t have any excuse for not getting her and Tai a souvenir from Hearts! She managed a small smile at that thought. Tai meanwhile was not so worried about the mean old birdie, instead he was talking to Queenie about what was going on. ”How come you sent him to Hearts?” He asked, tilting his head, ”Did he do something bad and got a time out?” That had to be it- he just knew that that mean old birdie had been mean to Yue!
  7. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {Yay for the plot slowly creaking into gear >w< and only the Hatter has a monster post this time~} The Hatter glanced around the throne room once it was entirely empty, his hand was in his pocket, fingering his pocketwatch thoughtfully; he didn’t feel any sort of reaction from it though, so he assured himself that there weren’t any unfamiliar objects in the room. It seemed silly to check, certainly the guards might have been half-assed the majority of the time, but those were the ones with the lower duties- only the best could guard the throne room or perform the more important matters… Of course, after everything the Hatter had seen involving guards that day he couldn’t help but be wary, and if Clubs was devious enough to sew pieces of paper into people’s clothes, there was always the chance they were bugging the room in some creative manner. Checking might have been paranoid, but at least it assured their conversation was safe. ”Well, exciting a morning as this has been, I do believe it would be best if I put aside the casual conversation and get straight to the point.” He pulled out his plate as he spoke and used it to conjure himself a cup of tea- a different blend than what he normally preferred- this one had quite a bit in it to calm the nerves. Of course, he could control his emotions very well without tea… But tea was just a wonderfully tasting way to help. The Hatter even offered the Queen a cup as well. ”I know you generally disagree with my tastes, but you might find it useful this time.” He said, placing the cup before her and sipping from his own casually. Then he sighed and his demeanor became much more grave and serious. ”You recall me informing you of Clubs’ rather sad attempt to invade your sister’s domain in my report yesterday.” He began, becoming steadily more stoic and businesslike as he proceeded, and got into his work mode. ”They exhibited poor strategy- blaring battle horns and sadly disguising themselves as Spade guards and soldiers- now of course, this is all review for you, however, I bring up the point because it occurs to me that something of similar occurrence has happened in Hearts… This very city in fact- roughly about a month ago when I was returning from a mission, I encountered some Clubs dressed as Heart guards- took them down easily…. But for the sake of cleanliness, I won’t explain how… When I investigated further, however, I found no motive or more ‘invaders’ in the area- and without such information, it would have been useless to inform you then.” ”I did however, have more guards continue investigating the situation- they were the ones who recovered the ‘stolen’ uniforms, but there was otherwise no trace of a trap placed by Clubs…. It was not until I noted that many of the Clubs invading your sister’s domain were wearing Spade uniforms that it occurred to me that the key to their ploy lay in the clothes.” He proceeded to pull out of another pocket (who really knew what use he had for so many pockets at all?) a couple of tiny scraps of paper- they were tattered around the edges and were all yellow with age, but he looked at them as if they were far more than that… perhaps he had a vivid imagination- perhaps he was just paranoid…. But his watch reacted to those scraps of paper, and it seemed far too much of a coincidence for Clubs to use such an object against more than one nation if they weren’t up to something. ”If I had to surmise, I’d say these scraps are part of the map.” He continued after a moment, ”The map is useless unless it has been to a place, but once it’s been there, it will have the entirety mapped out, complete with moving dots to indicate people… It’s rather useful once it’s gotten around…. In fact, the King of Clubs could very well be watching us right now…” He paused for a moment, considering his following explanation carefully- he himself had created all the objects, but even he did not know their entire potential, so while he knew some things for certain, others he was simply theorizing. ”It’s likely that he’s also done the same to Spades, and perhaps even other nations as well…. Yet making the fact that he’s planning something so obvious makes me wonder whether he’d actually invade any of them- he’s lost the element of surprise after all, especially in Spades…. The only conclusion I can come to is that he will combine objects for some devastating effect…” But what that effect was, the Hatter couldn’t say- he knew what each object did, but he didn’t know what objects combined did… ”Still…” The gears in his head turned fiercely. ”…Since the King of Clubs is using the map, whatever his ‘attack’ is will likely be something long range- something that he could do from the comfort of his own castle… and it will also likely be something that could total a city- since that’s what he seemed so intent on mapping… “ He heaved a sigh at this conclusion, as if such was a very bothersome interruption to his tea, and after a long pause added nonchalantly, ”Your sister’s nation is also in danger- I know you two don’t always get along, but I don’t think any amount of madness would make it wise to not warn her and simply hope that they get attacked first.” Working together, maybe even forming some sort of alliance, was their best bet for figuring out how to put a stop to Clubs’ scheme; there was no denying that fact, but the Queens of both nations were sharp enough to cut themselves- even without rapiers involved- the Hatter was certain they’d both choose the wisest path for their nations even without his saying. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Tai glared pointedly at Naesala until he put Yue down. Mean old birdies that couldn’t decide whether to be a person or a birdie were bad enough- but a mean old birdie with indecisive issues that Sis trusted was worse! He’d eat her eyes out when he got the chance! Tai made a face at this thought and looked away when Yue gave Naesala a hug… As long as he got cake at the party he supposed he could deal with a mean old birdie that his sister liked…. At least for a little while… Besides, if he turned into a birdie halfway through, then his cake was up for grabs- and Tai really loved cake. Thus he ran down the hall after Yue to the throne room with as much energy as ever and managed to keep his animosity to a minimum- save for the occasional deathglare he sent Naesala’s way when the mean old birdie got too close to Sis- until they arrived. …And then it turned out that Spades was being invaded… And worse, there wasn’t any cake! What kind of cruel joke was it for the Clubs to lie about cake?! Tai’s ears drooped disappointedly, ”Queenie better beat up those Clubs for making me think there was cake… He mumbled after a moment, “It’s not nice to lie…” He glanced over at Yue to see what she thought about the lack of cake, but she seemed to already be thoroughly distracted…. Tai followed her gaze…. To a dog. A big, fluffy, doggie with big pointy ears. ”A doggie!” Yue was the first to exclaim happily, positively starry eyed at the sight; she’d felt the presence of a dog before, but she didn’t think it’d be so big and soft looking, and so she skipped excitedly off to pet him. Tai followed close behind; he wasn’t as much of a sucker for animals as Sis was, but he sure did like big fluffy doggies… A lot more than mean old birdies anyways… -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- ”H-hey! Wait a sec!” Sylph scrambled away when the children began approaching, ”Dog is man’s best friend- man! And neither of you are men-“ He backed away further, but quickly added, for the little demon girl had stopped in her tracks looking very hurt, ”-That’s not that I don’t like girls- I just don’t do kids! Uhh, not that I would ever-” He shook himself out- that probably wasn’t the wisest subject to bring up right then, ”Look, the last experience I had with a kid involved a girl who caused a lot of trouble around wonderland- oh not you, pipsqueak-“ for the little demon girl was looking both hurt and confused now- god he was horrible with kids! Sylph took a breath, struggling for words but coming up short. ”Y’know what?” He shook the jar off of his back, ”I’m just going to leave before someone kills me for harassing small children-“ It was the safest course of action to get away from tiny hands that would tug at his fur, and it was high time he got back to Clubs anyway… What with the king’s impatience and all… ”-Though I should emphasize that the munchkins started it!” He added, glaring in their direction before getting about his business… Damn, climbing into that jar was a pain! And it probably looked ridiculous too- a giant dog climbing into a jar that was only a third of his size was pretty strange even for wonderland…. Maybe it was about time he considered friends other than ‘man’- because his master was pretty strict...
  8. Astra

    A Wonderland RP?

    ... Well, as long as you can handle that many characters, I guess I don't mind... oAo but that sure is an awful lot of characters.... I've been considering making someone to put into diamonds too, but currently the plot I have rolling involves hearts and spades more heavily than the others right now- they're gonna get more involved later in the anti-clubs agenda if all goes well... Buuut, that means I can't make any more characters, cuz I make monster posts ^^; And I've already gotta bring in Alice eventually.... but not yet. I was considering having clubs- what with his map and all- send some people into the Red Queen's territory while her army is away at diamonds- that way either the White Queen would be forced to help her, or the Red Queen would lose the invasion and be overpowered because they somehow caught wind of the fact their Queen was in danger... Though how, I'm not entirely sure. Either way, it'd get them mad at Clubs, which is good. whee~ another character~ What I responde to Desiree- but I’m also a maid at Hearts Castle! Which of course means I often go by ‘do this’ or ‘hey you’. Number of Candles on the Cake this Year Let’s put it this way: I look darn good for my age! If you’re asking for exact numbers… well… I might be a maid, but I’m pretty snazzy with forks… and aiming for eyes…. Let me check my pants I wasn’t aware that maids wore pants… hmmmm…. I’m definitely female, I can assure you of that one! My reflection Pic link here.... Or a good description Who I am Really, I’m just your stereotypical hardworking maid- I’m generally a pretty kindhearted and warm person- and being a maid and all I’m a bit OCD about neatness and organization …. Buuuuut…. Well, spending the past seven hundred or so years as the Hatter’s sister has brought out a more witty side of me. Now I’m a kindhearted but witty maid with lots to say who knows how to sling kitchen utensils like ninja weapons! Yep, just your everyday maid in Hearts! My life story Letsee… how far back are we going? I mean, my family has served Hearts Castle as maids and butlers since the dawn of the kingdom- but servant work probably isn’t nearly as exciting for you as it is for me… And I’ve been doing servant work for quite a while now- I think being around objects makes one live longer or severely slows down aging! Ooh, the objects, that’s a good place to start! You see, right as I was starting my career as a maid, a man was caught and imprisoned in Hearts Castle- back then we didn’t really have much in the way of prison cells, so he was kept in a room- one which I still got stuck cleaning… -coughs- anyways, I was pretty nervous about having to clean that room, considering the man inside of it had been imprisoned due to going on a bloodthirsty rampage… But while in there I ended up talking- because I tend to babble when nervous- and eventually got the guy to open up a bit. He turned out to be pretty nice beyond the whole cold hearted narcissistic grumpy nutshell, and we ended up becoming close- close enough that we considered each other brother and sister, even if not by blood. It wasn’t long after that that the man ended up serving Hearts as well, taking up the title of ‘the Hatter’ and giving up his old name… Little old me just stuck with maid duty, but Brother visited me often enough that I didn’t mind his work too much… Back then the Kingdoms were all shiny and new so he had a lot of work to do! There was a lot of chaos amongst the different lands as they all sought stability, so I guess he had to kill lots of people… dunno, not a history expert…. Aaanyways… Clubs was always a bad cookie, and back then was no exception! One day they sent a message to Hearts demanding that I go work for them- really ridiculous their excuse was- how the heck could the largest dang kingdom have a shortage of maids?! It was probably all the other kingdoms who were short because that one was so dang big! Y’see though, they knew that they could use me to manipulate the Hatter if they had me around, and since all the kingdoms were shiny and new back then, none of them could really afford war with Mr.Bad Cookie, and so the rulers agreed- it was only one maid after all, at least in their book. My Brother practically blew a gasket when he found out I was going though- he’s really a big sweetie underneath the whole killer façade- and spent an awful lot of time training me and teaching me how to fight. He even gave me an object! …Or two… So really, by the time I arrived in that kingdom I was ready for whatever those grumpypants threw at me! …Well, everything except getting knocked out by the dang King, chained up, and thrown in the dungeons- which, might I add, weren’t nearly as good as Hearts! Clubs wanted more land back then, while all the kingdoms were developing they wanted to establish themselves as the strongest… But of course, a cute little maid like myself wouldn’t know any sort of information on Hearts weaknesses- but they tortured me anyways, until I was broken enough to contact ‘The Hatter’ and beg for help… They wanted to get him, so that they could torture him for information about Hearts so they could overtake the kingdom before it had risen…. Because of course, he was much more useful than a little maid like myself would be. And of course the big dummy came! Even though he shouldn’t have because it was a really obvious trap! But he came to rescue his sister- destroyed nearly the entire guard of the castle on his wild rampage- but then the King used me as leverage to force Adrien to stop… In the end, my brother dropped his weapons and exchanged himself for me… The big oaf was so busy being cool he made sure I left before I had a chance to protest- used some ‘ticket’ or something that transported me just outside of a bar in Hearts- I was furious and terrified…. Ran all the way to Hearts castle and informed them what happened, but back then the Hatter didn’t have as prestigious a reputation as he does today, and so the rulers didn’t see fit to waste resources to rescue him- and I was way too beat up to go after him and beat him for being stupid myself. …I feared the worst, but after a couple of days the Hatter returned- he came staggering through the castle gates looking worse for wear- I think I had a panic attack when I saw all that blood and realized he was missing an eye! But a lot of people hopped right to helping him- since I was too busy panicking to do it myself… And if I hadn’t been panicking I’d have whacked him for being so stupid… He ended up alright- recovers fast he does- but he wouldn’t tell me what happened either. He started working harder than ever to avoid me, and he always seemed extremely tired- so I knew something was extremely wrong… And after much harassment and fork throwing, he finally caved in to tell me that he was dying! He was dying and he didn’t tell his own sister- can you believe that guy?! He showed me some weird looking mark on his chest, and told me it was some sort of blood pact or something technical like that- they’d taken his eye as a means to create it. Basically, Clubs thought he was dangerous, and so the pact was to force him to join them- so long as he didn’t, he’d slowly die. The only way to break the pact was to kill the one who had cast it or get his eye back… I had a bunch of the finest kitchen knives and was ready to go after the enchantress who’d done it, but he wouldn’t let me- said she was too strong for me and that Hearts wouldn’t survive a war with Clubs, some uncommon nonsense about how his life wasn’t worth that of the whole nation! Oooh, he makes me mad sometimes…. –ahem- Anyways, since he wouldn’t let me help in the most useful way, I scoured any book on dark magic I could get my hands on, and eventually found another way to help- basically it was this strange ritual involving mixed blood (what the heck is up with dark magic and blood anyways?!) and other mannerisms of creepy things that would make the curse affect me too, but would slow down its effect considerably. Dummy tried saying no to that too- I swear he’s borderline suicidal sometimes- but I didn’t take no for an answer! Knocked him out with a frying pan and did it anyways! He didn’t talk to me for months… …But it’s been a long time since then, and I’ve been searching the whole time for another way to break the dang pact without success- the only way is to kill that enchantress who cast it, and the only way to do that is to defeat clubs… With Clubs essentially egging war with them on, it might happen soon… But I wonder how much time either of us have left? My Rythm {Will probably add something later… can’t think of anything right now…. Brain dead moment...} Give Me More Of Well letsee… I like strawberries! Aaand um… birds! And hats… and my Brother… and the name Adrien –innocent smirk-… and causing just a little bit of trouble… I like people who are friendly and happy! I also like cleaning, it’s really a habit actually- and I tend to do housework and cooking when I’m nervous…. I’m good with kids too… Though when I’m angry I tend to enjoy flinging forks, knives, and frying pans about… So I’d enjoy it too if people were to watch out for me! <3 Take it Away Curses… No I don’t mean ‘curses how dare you!’ I mean ‘curses’ in the literal term- being under one kinda makes you not like them much… Also hate people who try and hurt my brother… which are an awful lot of people…. And people who are just grumpy and depressing! My Treasures Well… I fight slinging forks and knives and whatever else I can get my hands on… but I suppose those aren’t the sort of ‘objects’ you’re talking about…. Well, I’m a maid, it’s not like I have a lot of them! … I do have one though- the one that the Hatter gave me way back when…. It’s a spoon. Though I wouldn’t use it for eating since it induces a brief, but deep sleep when light reflects off of its surface into someone’s eyes… not particularly useful unless you’re trying to protect yourself… Though once or twice I knocked myself out with it too! I guess I also have another ‘object’ if you will, though I never really thought about it since it’s powers are unknown- it’s a jacket that the Hatter gave me…. It doesn’t have any powers that we know of, but like all objects outside of the room, it is indestructible- and that’s as close to wearing armor that my brother will ever make me do! Last Little Bit Can’t think of anything real special right now… but gimme a bit, I’m a maid, there’s lots to tell I’m sure…. Astra
  9. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {Okay, so, first post in a century… or two… Blah, me and Tei are gonna get internet on Wednesday! So we’ll be back in the game then! Tho by the time I take this from a word document and post it… It’ll probably already be Wedesday… oAo} The Hatter watched in silence when the tea was brought into the room- he himself was already sipping on his own by this point, as when one had it so easily accessible it became habit to do so… At least, that was his excuse- it might have been stress that led him to consume such a large amount of tea- but since it was really difficult to tell when the Hatter was stressed, even he himself wasn’t too sure as to the motive… Perhaps it was just that poisoning tea was generally a very clean and simple way to complete some of his dirtier missions…. He really did hate getting his good clothes dirty. Speaking of poison tea, the girl seemed uncertain as to the safety of her own, for she simply stirred it and stared at it with distaste rather than drinking it… The Hatter was surprised she had such uncertainty since she had chosen her own cup; sure, the Queen was immune to most poisons, but it wasn’t like this child knew that, and under normal circumstances, being given a choice gives the illusion of safety…. But in all honesty, the Hatter didn’t think that the Queen would ever give him the satisfaction of knowing she’d used one of his stunts to get a job done. No, what she was doing was deterring the intruder with a demeanor of kindness…. What was the phrase? Kill them with kindness? Ha, his job would have been a lot cleaner if that statement was literal, but at the very least it provided him with some amusement in this situation- it seemed as if the intruder was taken aback by the Queen’s actions. She considered her words carefully while swirling around her tea, and eventually stated her reasons for being there: "I'm sure you know where I'm from, so I won't bore you with the details. I, of course, am here to assess the number of magical objects that the Hatter here has created. I would so love to take one, however useless, to the Duchess. She had seemed a little antsy, lately." Had the Hatter not witnessed the confession himself he’d have not believed it to be honest- everyone in Wonderland knew that the objects were essentially scattered since the room of creation had been robbed on the day of Alice’s trial! All that was left in Hearts- besides the objects certain people carried on their person- were a couple objects that were dormant and had yet to reveal any power... And of course, it was rather pointless to steal any of them, since there was the chance they would never awaken, and if they did, their powers would likely be useless…. Really, it seemed like a ludicrous thing- even for someone as mad as the Hatter- to risk one’s life sneaking into Castle Hearts just for that…. But he could tell from her gaze that she was being honest, crazy as her proposal was. The Hatter couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at that, but the Queen burst into laughter… Which he was rather impressed by… The intruder had quite a bit of skill to amuse her majesty so much… He considered informing her that a change in occupation might be wise- because working for the Duchess clearly wasn’t getting her very far…. But he remained perfectly silent instead, as he had been, and let the Queen continue to talk. The faster this interview got over and done with, the faster he could inform the queen of what he’d discovered, and that meant he had to refrain from interrupting…. Which was not overly difficult, as he was thoroughly enjoying the show. Eventually however, the Queen swept out of the room, giving him some swift orders and heading for the throne room to wait for him- which of course meant he couldn’t take his time in completing said orders… Not that he could anyways, with what he’d discovered…. The Hatter sighed, and looked at the intruder. His gaze clearly stated that he was not in the mood for games. ”The tea is not poisoned child- you chose your own cup.” He stated, as if it was obvious- really, he had little patience for stupidity after talking with some of the guards as of late, ”You don’t have to believe me, however, if you don’t drink that tea, you instead be drinking my brand of tea… And let us say that… well, it won’t be as pleasant.” War was already on the horizon, and the Duchess, with her hatred of Hearts, would surely attack eventually anyways- so the Hatter had no qualms in giving her a reason to do so…. He had a lot of patience, but on the rare occasion, such as right then, when he was impatient, he had a short temper. Still, when the time came to escort the girl to the dungeons, the Hatter was careful enough not to leave the task to the guards; with war on the horizon they were all on edge, which was leading to a frustratingly annoying amount of amateur mistakes. The girl was armed still, and could probably overpower the guards enough to at least escape… Which he couldn’t chance right then, as he had more important matters to attend to. Thus he was thorough in taking care to have her placed in one of the more secure cages- with no windows, and bars and walls that were too strong to break through- the door even had a special lock- courtesy of the Queen’s… paranoia… That was practically impossible to pick. Considering that she had been resourceful enough to break into the castle, the Hatter didn’t doubt that she’d eventually discover a way out of that cage… But it’d take her awhile, and right then that was all he really cared about- he needed time to talk to the queen without worrying about flies buzzing about. And so, with the job done, he left the dungeons and took the keys with him- because the guards probably would have lost it if he’d left it with them- and proceeded up towards the throne room. He was unsurprised to find the doors open and awaiting him, but he made sure to have them closed, and that he and The Queen were left alone. He only had a theory on what was happening, and although he knew for sure that there was danger, he couldn’t know what kind and of what level- it wouldn’t due to have unnecessary ears peeping in and getting panicked just then…. That, or he was just feeling particularly paranoid…. Which was logical… if his theory was true… -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Yue had stayed with Tai when Mikhaiel and Masahiro both ran off- partly because she was cold and she wanted him to share the blankets, but mostly because now that she wasn’t hearing all the horrible music from clubs invading she was certain that the Queen must have taken care of it, and it was okay to sleep now…. But she could still feel the unfamiliar energy coming from the throne room, and if she really strained her ears, could hear vague voices she didn’t recognize…. She was usually a horrid insomniac as it was because she often stayed up thinking - and she was awfully curious about what sort of party the Queen was having in the throne room without her…. Maybe Brandy was there…. Ohhh…. Now she really wanted to see… Yue glanced at Tai, but he was still sleeping… That boy could sleep through anything. Maybe he’d taken all of her ability to sleep and that’s why she always had so much trouble with it! She made a face, then poked him in the ribs. ”Brother, wake up!” She hissed, poking him again when all he did was moan and roll over. ”I think the Queen is having some sort of party!” ”A party?” His head popped up pretty quickly at that prospect, apparently even bedtime didn’t stop his eyes from shining with excitement when it came to wild fun. ”With…cake?” And then he became conscious enough to blink and add, almost accusingly,”How come you’re not in your own bed, Sis? … Was someone mean to you?” It was pretty clear names were already running through his head. ”I do not know if it has cake because you won’t move, Brother!” Was the initial snappy reply, but she was quick to continue- since she saw the look on his face, “And no one was mean to me! You’re the one who’s always mean to them! It’s just that… your bed was warmer…” She added the last part a bit sheepishly, but it always took a long time for her to get warm under the blankets, and his was already there…. And she was tired…. ”Anyways-“ She changed the topic so that he wouldn’t insist that he was right, ”-We should go see what’s happening! There might not be much cake left! And I wanna meet Sir Brandy if he is there.” Tai did not look nearly as enthused by this last statement, but the thought of food and fun coaxed him out from under the warm blankets and towards the door, where Yue waited for him. He muttered something about how ‘Brandy’ was probably mean too the whole while, but it wasn’t long before the two of them were pattering down the hall in bare feet. Yue led the way, and he didn’t question where it was that she was leading him until she came to a stop outside of a door that was most certainly not the throne room… ”Hey! This is that big ‘ol grumpy bird’s room!” He exclaimed when he recognized it, ”Aww, C’mon Sis, we don’t need him- he’ll eat all the cake- and he’ll probably be mean to you again!” Because of course, he had concluded it must have been the mean birdie who was mean to Yue earlier, since everyone else was too busy. Yue sighed. ”He wasn’t mean to me- he was asleep the whole time, and he sleeps more like a rock than you do!” She explained, ”Besides, the Queen will just send us back to bed if we don’t bring someone important along to distract people…” And so, despite her brother’s protests, she opened the door and skipped into the room. She smiled at the sight that met her eyes. Really. Her birdie always slept in the oddest manners… She couldn’t fathom how sleeping on one’s stomach with their head and arms hanging over the edge of the bed was comfortable, but that was how he had slept, and he was pretty thoroughly asleep…. She walked over and poked him a couple of times, but didn’t get much of a response. Yep. Definitely asleep. ”Naesaaaalla…” She poked him again, ”Birrrdiee….”, but when that didn’t work she decided to jump to drastic measures and hop onto his back with all her weight-which was not very much at all- and exclaim, ”You’re sleeping like a nestling-“ because he had once told her that nestlings had to sleep a lot, and when he slept, he slept hard- so he must have been a nestling even though he said he wasn’t. ”Stop being a nestling and wake up! The Queen is having a party in the throne room that you should probably go to!” She climbed off of his back and attempted to push him off the bed, but that proved hard since he was a lot bigger than her and she wasn’t the strongest. ”C’mon!” She made a face as she continued to berate him. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Sylph twitched his ears and glanced at his paws when the knave pointed out his lack of thumbs…. He could probably still learn… somehow… if the other person blindfolded themselves the entire time or something… Damn. Why in the world would he crush a dog’s dreams? It wasn’t like dogs dreams were less worthwhile than human ones, yeesh! There really needed to be some doggy protection laws, because he felt like he was getting the short end of the stick…. Which, being a dog who often played with sticks, was something he particularly hated. Of course, when the Queen marched over to him and began speaking, any such thoughts about card playing were pushed from Sylph’s mind… she still had her really pointy rapier on her and she wasn’t speaking very happily with him… And since none of those doggy protections laws had come about yet (someone really had to get on that before he got himself killed) he had to be careful… He hoped at least he had the protection of that old moral of ‘don’t shoot the messenger’. Man, it wasn’t like he was asking for a biscuit for being the bearer of bad news, but when you worked for a psychopath good news didn’t often roll around… ”Uhh… Yeah, that’s pretty much it, your Spadliness.” He replied after a moment of wracking his brain for anything he had forgotten, ”Said he’d wait a couple of days before attacking… but… well… you remember what I said about him being impatient…” He hoped she didn’t try and attack him- fur didn’t make good armor and his lack of thumbs made a lot more things than just cards difficult…. At least he had a jar of dirt…
  10. Astra

    A Wonderland RP?

    Yaaay~ -huggles birdie- I shall be posting soon everyone! oAo I haven't yet cuz I make myself busy... and no internet makes it harder!
  11. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {Maybe, but I lurrves him. If Yue had been there she'd have petted him or hugged him.... hee hee. She's like me when it comes to animals.... a sucker. XD}
  12. Astra

    A Wonderland RP?

    Uhh, nope, you can still submit it, I make sure to check this forum still whenever I can. Just remember that as the roleplay already started, you'll have to take that into consideration now when making new characters- so if you want this new character to be related in any way to another character, you have to make sure it's okay with them on top of making sure the overall profle is okay with me.... if that makes sense. XD Point is, yes, you can still make characters.
  13. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {Oookay, so I haven't posted in awhile.... my life has gotten pretty crazy. o-o What with college and family business and such I don't have much free time.... So uhh.... Yeeah.... I'm sorry I haven't posted and here's one! ... Also, forgive the typos here and there, if any, my brian is fried after my day today ^^;} Upon making his realization, the Hatter's first course of action was to proceed to the Queen's morning chambers... It was morning.... technically.... even if he felt like he'd been hit by a rampaging jabberwock who'd promptly decided to use him as a chew toy... Utterly exhausted was putting it too mildly.... He knew that the Queen was usually finishing her breakfast right around then too, so her chambers was the logical place to go.... thus the surpise of finding a shivering guard instead, who stated the obvious: that the Queen wasn't there, was all the more unpleasant a way to start the morning.... Worse still, was that he said there had been an intruder in the castle that the Queen was speaking to, and she'd taken her sword along in case negotiations got aggressive.... Now of course it wasn't the fact that there was an intruder that bothered the Hatter- he knew the Queen was perfectly capable of determining the person in question's usefulness and disposing them if they weren't... it was more of the fact that said situation had obviously put the Queen in a sour mood that put the Hatter on edge.... Mad as he was, even he didn't fancy the idea of bringing her bad news when she was already in a bad mood. Still, his fancies were less important than his duty.... at least in this case anyways.... So he made an exception to his usual 'ignoring duty unless directly ordered' policy, and order the guard to lead him to where the Queen and the mysterious prisoner were.... The poor guy began trembling further at the thought, but the thought of defying an order from the Hatter was equally as scary as disturbing the Queen, and so he caved, and began dragging his feet down the hall. As they moved, the Hatter took the time to gather more information on the situation- what the intruder had looked like, how she had acted, and how the guards had handled the situation.... Which was unsurprisingly in a pitiful manner. "-And you say she gave you her weapons?" The man nodded vigorously in response, as if he'd done something right.... which he hadn't, of course.... But the Hatter had learned after a night of examening destroyed uniforms not to expect better. "...And did you check her for more weapons?" "Uhh..." The guard gulped, having picked up the note of frustration in the Hatter's voice and fearing anger was soon to follow. It was fairly obvious from how much he began fidgeting that he was terrified. "Well..." He said slowly "She gave us her weapons willingly.... And if a prisoner is willing to cooperate, we shouldn't treat them brutishly... And frisking a woman...." His voice trailed off on that note, and his gaze traveled to the floor, but he still flinched visibly when the Hatter heaved a sigh in response. Yes yes, it was all good and well not to want to invade a woman's space... Maybe he just didn't think the reasoning was sound because that was something he did quite often... Still, this situation was different- far less pleasant. The point was that the guards had failed to properly investigate and disarm their prisoner before letting said person speak face to face with the most important person in the entire country! And there was no doubt in the Hatter's mind that the girl would have more weapons- she wouldn't have allowed herself to be captured so easily, nor would she have willingly given up her weapons if she hadn't had some other means of weaponry on her. The Hatter shooed the guard away wordlessly when they reached the door to the investigation room, having lost his patience with the man's incompetance- at the very least the guard could scurry away quickly without being told twice... That was a sign of skill, right? Someone needed to fire those people. Be it literal or not. Entering the room where the Queen was, the Hatter gave her a nod, and though he said nothing to her, his eyes made it clear that he had something he had to tell her- something that was actually relevant and beyond his usual rantings about tea.... but of course he knew it would have to wait, and so he instead turned his attention to the prisoner, taking in her appearance carefully. Unlike the guards, he didn't particularly care about invading privacy, or the fact that he undoubtedly looked like a creeper staring like that.... She wasn't fitting for his tastes anyways... But he could tell by looking carefully that she likely had a weapon in her shoe, because it bulged, ever so slightly... and he surmised she could have had more in her clothes- though it was impossible to tell how many or of which type exactly... He also noted the way the prisoner stared at the Queen- with a hatred.... And of course hatred plus weapons was not a combination that was good in this situation.... ...Still, attacking her with no reason besides the fact she was armed was illogical. He'd allow the Queen to talk... and if things got lively.... Well... he'd make them get deadly. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Sylph had opened his mouth to reply to the Queen's questions, but was distracted by the sight of a cat floating over and sitting on the throne.... So it was okay for the dang floating creepily smiling pussycat to make itself at home, but the charming and fluffy doggie was treated like something the cat dragged in?! Dang, what was up with people hating dogs? As this train of thought rolled through Sylph's head, the doors of the throneroom burst open again (man, that Spade Queen was a hot commodity- next time he'd be sure to schedule a meeting ahead of time!) and a weird looking human marched in with a prisoner.... Dang, that weird looking human was pretty crazy looking.... Like some sort of beast... "For a girl of this age to have given Beast so much trouble, she must be trained," Oh. So the guy's name actually was Beast? Well dang, his parents were spot on.... poor guy... "I've never met anyone who can give a Spade difficulty without having been trained by Spades themselves... ...female...cat...with a whip..." Sylph shifted his attention to the speaker.... From the way the guy moved, he was obviously trained as well.... And he knew the Queen.... He must have been her new Knave! Actually, as soon as the dog thought of it, he became certain of it; he'd heard this guy had a lot of similiar skills to notorious Hatter... And there was no denying that 'pretty boy' face of his- the Hatter had one too... Used it to his advantage a lot.... Why was it that women never realized the best looking men were always the most dangerous? Why couldn't they just stay with the equally as charming dog?! Ah well, it wasn't surprising that there were crazy people in Wonderland. Sylph's ears twitched and he focused again on the topic when the Queen and 'Fayt' exchanged greetings.... Okay, he knew he wasn't supposed to make 'snide comments', and he had respect enough for the Queen to want to listen.... That said, Sylph knew full well that he wasn't really capable of speaking without making it colorful, and he wasn't about to keep his mouth shut having come all the way to the Spade kingdom in the dead of night. "So it's great to see the new Knave in person-" He nodded in Masahiro's direction, "- and prisoners 'fated' to get themselves in bad situations is all good and fun-" He glanced at Fayt before returning his gaze to Maeve, "-And I really do hate to interrupt this disfunctional family reunion your Spadliness, but the King of Clubs is not a patient man... In fact, he's an impatient man, if you will... So I'm gonna cut to the chase, skip the reunion formalities, and get right to tellin' ya that the attack tonight was only the beginning." He then paused for a moment, pondering how to explain this- more or less how to explain it without making any snide comments... dang, that Queen didn't make her orders easy! Ah well, Sylph decided to just give up on trying to be formal- if the Queen lobbed off his head for being rude.... Well, at least it was worth showing to people. "Now I'm not sayin the King of Clubs has style- ambushing with battle horns blaring is downright sad, even from a dog's point of view- but he's not a fool. That attack was a success on his part whether you believe it or not.... Put bluntly, the King of Clubs is currently holding all the cards, and they're all full houses..." He coughed, "...Never played cards... been meaning to learn...." "Aaanyways, the point is that your kingdom is in danger, and your sister's kingdom that Pussycat here mentioned-" He jerked his head at Chess, "-is in the same danger.... Maybe a bit more so, since the King intends to attack them first." He paused for another moment, looking thoughful, and then he added slowly, "I can't tell you what the manner of attack will be, as Mr. Whacked in the Head hasn't clearly told me.... but I can tell you that it's either going to hurt a lot of people.... or kill them.... dead." "Now with this information, it is possible to warn the Queen of Hearts and perhaps save some of her people.... But the King's a pretty crazy guy... So if you decide to save the kingdom of Hearts, he'll instead destroy your kingdom." {Okay, so he can't destroy an entire kingdom, more or less just attack the city- but Sylph didn't mention that... cuz I thought that talking about kingdoms being destroyed maded the plot twist sound better XD uuugh.... gotta stop doing this before I go to bed....}
  14. Astra

    Wonderful Objects

    {Sorry I didn't post sooner. o-o This site does not work so well for me lately, and I got a bajillion things on my mind... plus I'm having severe drawing withdrawals XD Which, although a seemingly funny concept, is actually very very very VERY distracting.... -glares at mountain of unfinished work- Aaaanyways, here's a post~} The Hatter had to admit to himself that, elegant a man as he was, even he probably looked ridiculous sitting on a chair in a lonely and dusty unused room in Castle Hearts while staring at an ordinary looking uniform as if his life depended on it... Maybe not as ridiculous as some people would... But still pretty silly.... He hadn't been able to find the exact uniforms that the Clubs had been wearing though, so he'd been forced to look over all of the damaged uniforms laying about in the castle.... Every. Single. God forsaken. One. He'd never realized how bland the colors of them were until then, and he'd never considered how incompetant Heart soldiers were before then- he coudlnt' fathom, despite his vivid imagination- how so many of those men managed to ruin their uniforms! "Stupidity of the level these men appear to have should not be legal." The Hatter muttered as he tossed the uniform he'd been holding aside and grabbed another, "They make the March Hare look smart!" And that was not something that was easy to do. He fell silent again as he proceeded to closely examine the uniform at hand- turning out the pockets, and looking over every inch inside and out- searching for any sort of abnormality.... And then he found it... Right on the inside of one of the sleeve cuffs, sewn in so that even when discovered it could be easily overlooked if one was not specifically looking.... But the Hatter was specifically looking, and as such, his gaze narrowed thoughtfully at the sight. Then he abruptly reached into his pocket and pulled out his pocketwatch, holding it near the strange piece of paper... To anyone else, it would appear as if such created absolutely no effect.... But the Hatter's gaze only became more grim as he slowly began piecing things together... The image he was creating was not appealing... A glance out the window showed he'd been staring at fabric like a maniac all night, as he could see morning beginning... It would have been wise to sleep, considering he hadn't in awhile, and he was rather exhausted... But he brushed the thought aside and decided that work was more important- as any thoroughly mad man would- and decided to find the Queen.... She would likely be asleep, but this report coudln't wait. -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Tai grumbled something incoherent in response to Masahiro's words about feeling better.... And not because he was tired... but because he actually was feeling better, and now he had to put together a reason to still not trust the upper world guy who'd helped him.... Which was getting awfully hard to do.... ....But that was just because he was tired! ....At least, that's what he told himself... And so, after some debate over whether he'd be falling into some horrid human made trap (and much insisting in various languages on Yue's part), Tai decided it would be best to go to sleep.... Since his sis had told him to. Yue meanwhile continued to glare at Tai's form until he finally became still, then she looked down at her tea and became very thoughtful for a moment, as if concentrating on something.... and after a moment or so of this, in which it was clear she was trying- and failing- to figure something out, she finally said aloud, to no one in particular, "I believe for a human to realize how important they are, they should have a dog to worship them and a cat to ignore them...." Another thoughtful moment, then she looked at Mikhaiel and asked, "... Did the Queen feel so unimportant that she got... pets?" The thought baffled her, as the Queen often had much much more important things to do than 'pet' things, but... "I can feel the energy of a doggie... and kitty... in the castle." {she's talking about Chess and Sylph, if there's any confusion. XD} -------------------------------♥---♣---♦---♠---- Once inside the castle, nobody made an effort to stop Sylph's advance... Actually, he didnt even see anyone around at all.... Which was probably pretty good, considering he was breaking and entering into the castle of one of the most devious females in all of Wonderland... But it was kinda dissappointing.... It wasn't like he had a good sense of direction, and while he enjoyed looking at the intricate architecture and artwork, it soon got very frustrating that he coudln't figure out where the throne room was... He was making about as much progress as he would have had he been standing in one place chasing his tail! And dangit! All the fancy shmancy architecture looked the same! Where were the landmarks!? Sylph was on a roll after a short while more of walking, and in between his incoherent rantings he muttered something along the lines of, "I swear the next time I see the King I'm gonna take my jar and shove it right up-" before being cut off by the sight of an elaborate door he could only assume.... or more accurately hope... led to the throne room. "Ha!" He exclaimed, immediately brightening, "I knew I was getting close- the old sniffer ain't never led me wrong!" Okay... maybe it had... quite often.... But hey- at least he'd found the right place! He trotted towards the door until he was standing directly outside; it was slightly ajar, as if inviting him inside, but Sylph hesitated... Sure, knocking out a few guards and barging through the doors was easy enough, but it probably wasn't so smart on his part to go barging in on the Queen uninvited... What if she didn't like dogs? Sylph sighed... but after going through a lot of things in his head, he couldn't come up with any better solution. "Well, I've thought of everything else, time to be stupid." He marched through the doors and shook some dirt off of himself.... Well, he had the stupid part down... it probably would have made a better impression if he'd done that outside the door... Oh well, too late now... And hey, wasn't there an old saying to just 'be yourself'? "Riiight... Uh... Well, I realize there ain't no animal protection laws 'round here..." He finally said slowly, "... But if you pull that shiny rapier on me I'm gonna get some of them upper world bozos on you!" He wagged his tail a bit and coughed, "So no killing the incredibly good looking doggie- even when that incredibly good looking and irreplacable to the world dog tells you that he's here on behalf of the Club king...." Dang... Well, he coulda made that smoother... Hopefully she didn't try to kill him... Sylph didn't think he could squeeze into his jar that quickly without losing his tail or something....
  15. Astra

    A Wonderland RP?

    Oookay... aaanyone have any ideas why it would be that I can only log into this site from internet explorer and not firefox.... cuz I like firefox a lot better than IE, as it just works better on my computer.... so uhh... this is frustrating. T_T
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