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 Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:21 pm
Chris saw the prosession of cards pass by, "And what fool noble owns this fine procession?" he wacthed hating everything about this city.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:26 pm
One of the soldiers in the procession overheard Christopher's mumblings. "We are of the lady Queen of Hearts, Crimson Regina. I suggest you go about your business now and leave your words to your own privacy, lest you wish your head to be sliced straight from your shoulders."
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 2:47 pm
"Fine, fine. Don't want no trouble chaver." he wandered away, looking for the entrnce to the 100 Acre Wood.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 4:19 pm
" Um, would you mind telling me where I am? I am quite confused and I don't know how to get home," Alice asked.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 8:54 pm
"Your in the AsYluM, home to all Lost Children." Delirium nodded and showed her a crudely drawn map of UnLodon "See, we're right by Wraith Town. Home of the UnLodon and London dead."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 12:14 pm
" Everybody here is dead? Now I'll never get home," Alice said as she burst into tears. Her tears fell as quickly as raindrops, but they all landed in her hands. Which was soon filled with so many tears that water starting dripping on the floor.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 12:55 pm
"Don't cry! We aren't dead! The ghosts of Wraith Town are though." he shows her the badly-drawn map again "See, we're here." he points to a bunch of badly-drawn towers, "This is Wraith Town." he points to a bunch of whispy buildings. "See? Only the dead are aloud in Wratih Town."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 6:00 pm
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
Four letters.
Two syllables. 
Iris smiled. "You're not dead, just a dreamer. A good one, too. Your cat is okay, don't worry about her. Though she did give me a bit of a scratch when i took you through the tunnel. i'm Iris. Otherwise known as the seven hundred and fourty fourth white rabbit of their majesties the king and queen of hearts. The first girl, though."
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
How hard is it,
To name a wildflower?
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:50 pm
"Awwww! Bunny!" Delerium hugged Iris hard, "I love bunnies! Look at you, your so cute."
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 8:49 am
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
Four letters.
Two syllables.
"Aww, thanks." she said, grinning. She looked at Delerium. "You'r kind of cute too, you know that?" she smoothed the fur on her ears down, as she sat on the ground and sighed. "I wish someone would just see me for me- beyond the rabbit ears and tail, and the title that comes with the red suit."
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
How hard is it,
To name a wildflower?
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 10:21 am
Delerium doesn't seem to be listening, he looked past Iris and saw somthing. His rival, Mr. Elephant ."YOU!" Delerium jumped up, pointing at the non-esistant foe. "Perpare for combat scoundrel!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 10:28 am
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
Four letters.
Two syllables.
"They're so cute when they're crazy..." she said to no one in particular. "Even thought they're usually more evil too."
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
How hard is it,
To name a wildflower?
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 1:54 pm
"Die Mr. Elephant!" Delirium pulled a large somthing from his hat, that somthing being a rocket luancher. "Fire!" he shot of a single round into the bushes of red roses.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 3:56 pm
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
Four letters.
Two syllables.
"Well, at least they're red..." she said, looking at the floral wreckage.
My name is Iris.
I-R-I-S.
How hard is it,
To name a wildflower?
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 11:36 am
Alice's eyes widened at the sight of a talking rabbit. " Y...y..." was all she managed to say. She could handle a boy who was a bit crazy, but not a talking rabbit. " You were the one who took me here? Why?" Alice finally managed to say.
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