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Roles

* Alice/Alan: Taken
* The White Rabbit/ Nuka: Taken
* The Mouse
* The Caterpillar: Taken
* The Duchess: Reserved
* The Cheshire Cat/Shade: Taken
* The Hatter/ Robert: Taken
* The March Hare: Taken
* The Dormouse/ Artemis: Taken
* The Queen of Hearts: Taken
* The Knave of Hearts
* The King of Hearts: Taken
* Tweedledee & Tweedledum: Taken

The Alice

Name: Alan Sharpman
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Human
Profession: Student/Popular writer
Alliance: Good
Weapons: He can't fight in a dress, but often tries to do what he can do. For example, grabbing an object and using that for a weapon.
Personality: Shy, friendly, and honest, Alan is often the left out person at school. His confidence isn't much for he backs down, but often tries his best when he needs to. That might be his biggest weakness for when he tries his best he ends up screwing up or getting him into bigger trouble. Despite of this, his honestly and kindness often amazes most people. Not many have a larger heart than him. Sadly, this also gets him into a lot of trouble because it makes him fall for even the most stupidest of traps. When he's serious he's writing. He turned from the weak little boy into a person who knows how to put anyone's emotions into powerful simple words that can blow anyone away.
Bio: Born into a small family, he is the youngest of three brothers, causing him to be looked down of. Due to this he's often avoiding large parties and people wouldn't care if he wasn't there. Alan has often felt a bit disappointed in himself due to this, so he often tires to stand out in school by trying out clubs. Sadly this didn't work and turned out to be a "Quiet One" in the school.
He soon took up a hobby: writing stories, songs, poems, and other things so he could relieve his loneliness and lack of love from his family and schoolmates. Apparently someone found a part of his stories lying on the ground, finding out that he had a talent for writing. of course he didn't take the chance of gaining him a new spotlight in the family so he decided to be a unknown writer; publishing about ten books of stories, poems, and what not. It wasn't enough to keep him happy.
So he began to write more stories but he thought it was worthless, only to ran away from home, depressed and in a slump. Just when he felt like he wanted to kill himself, a book was dropped in front of him. Curious he picked it up and noticed there were no words inside the book. Alan didn't want to die without leaving a story for everyone to remember, so he went towards the nearest park, sat down under a tree, took out a pencil from his pocket and began to write his version of Alice in Wonderland. At the moment he wrote down the word: White rabbit, He triggered the story. God damn it.
Your Role?: Alice
Appearance: A Pretty Blue Dress
Username: Noir_Le_Note

The White Rabbit

Name: Nuka Jinkins
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: gay
Species: Rabbit
Profession: Thief
Alliance: Follows under no one technically, pretends with everyone, cousin to the
March Hare.
Weapons: Piano wire that comes from his sleeves, his speed, illusions, and a stuffed toy rabbit he can turn into and become completely unnoticed(He's holding it in picture).
Personality: Nuka is a bit childish for his age, he is carefree. He has a sense of humour which often gets him into trouble. On the other side though, he is lonely and often becomes defensive when someone tries to pry into unfamiliar territory. However, although not very aware, Nuka can express a more gentle, sweet nature which may seem unnatural to a thief but he is often stubborn and thick headed and hates to lose a fight and will pout about it. As said before, childish.
Bio: Nuka ran away from his family when he was 11 years old, due to the fact that he just didn't.. erm, belong? Would be a kinder fraze to say. Ever since then, he's been alone, ate alone, grew up alone but in order to grow up, he needed to steal and get what he needed to survive, using his speed as a rabbit to dash away after getting what he wanted. He is now located in the city of the hearts, the leader of an underground gang called the Reevers who were often terrorizing the card servants and sneaking into the castle late at night to poke around, hoping to steal any treasures.
Your Role?: The White Rabbit
Appearance: [x]
Username: Death_by_a_Teacup

Cheshire Cat

Name: Shade Nightengale
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Species: Cat
Profession: Trickster
Alliance: Unknown
Weapons: A sharp, steel rimmed hat, claws, illusions, alter environments (link roads that don't normally link), hypnotism, the ability to detach parts that may move on their own, and the ability to completely/partially phase in and out of places.
Personality: Shade Nightengale is a devious persona. His only loyalty is to himself, although he has taken a liking toward playing with a boy named Alan. People are like toys in his mind. Shade constantly enjoys playing mind games. A few words of description would be: conceited, manipulative, and mischievous. No one knows the true motivations of this clever cat, but it has been theorized that he just gets a cheap thrill out of manipulation.
Bio:Spawned from a few other cats this kitty boy waltzed off when he was really young and went nearly insane inside the forest. Honing his odd abilities as time flew by, the purple being analyzed the entire forest. At the edge of the forest he became aware of the Kingdom of Hearts. Naturally curious, he scaled every piece of land he could and memorized it. Most of his life he has spent either in the forest or bothering the queen at her palace. One day while waltzing through the forest he came upon a wondering boy in a dress just after spotting the white rabbit. A wicked grin curled his lips. This is where our story begins.
Your Role?:The Cheshire Cat
Appearance:
Ze Cheshire Cat
Full Cat Form
Username:The Dreaded Warning

The MAD Hatter

Name: Robert Lechánce
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Tea! Er... I mean Human.
Profession: Throwing Happy Un-Birthday parties!
Alliance: Friend to the March Hare.
Weapons: His walking cane...and insanity
Personality: Most of the time he is able to maintain a sense of calm, but at the mention of the word 'birthday', 'tea' or 'party', he goes completely bonkers. Also, he doesn't handle being around new people too well, he gets rather pushy and seems to inflict himself on them. He rarely allows people to leave his presence, and hates being away from The March Hare. He has a certain dislike for the Queen of Hearts.
Bio: He wasn't always insane; twisted maybe but the insanity came later on once he had entered his teen years. As a young child, he had a normal life in an English, aristocratic family, which would explain his taste for tea. Everything changed on his 13th birthday. That night, when he had fallen asleep and as had everyone else, he sleepwalked. "That's not usual..." one might hear you say. Oh contrary, mon amour, this was no normal sleepwalking. He took the cane from his Father's bedside, and one by one, beat his family to death in their beds. His mother, his father, his sister, his brother and even the family dog. Not once did he wake up, but once the deed had been done and he awoke in the morning, he was traumatised. Most believe that the specific moment when he awoke, was the moment he lost all rational thought.
Your Role?: The Mad Hatter
Appearance: [~x~]
Username: Angelic__Angelica

Doremouse
Name: Artemis Garnet.
Age: Twelve.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Straight.
Species: Mouse.
Profession: Guide through the Thumbi Forest.
Alliance: Good.
Weapons: A small dagger she keeps concealed on her person at all times.
Personality: Spunky and always the optimist, though she gets stressed really easily.
Bio: Artemis never knew her parents, and she never really cared for that matter, she just took life in stride. Being a mouse had its advantages, and she has the ability to shape shift into a mouse when she wants, or when she gets really stressed out, the shifting is spontaneous, and completely uncontrolled, until she is able to calm down. She is also a thief, though she never gets caught, and most have a natural distrust of her, but no one ever suspects her.
Your Role?: The mouse.
Appearance: Normal form [[with brown mouse ears, and a brown mouse tail]]
Mouse form.
Username: WhenMenRiseUpAtTheSOB

The March Hare

Name: Alexi Valentine
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Hare
Profession: Works in bringing unbirthdays to people, seduces them into a tea party, musician, singer
Alliance: Friends to the Mad hatter
Weapons: (Weapons are necessary hell they ARE in a war.) His speed, a whip he has on his belt, summoning, enchantment.
Personality: Alexi is sweet and playful, he has an alluring air about him that attracts people to him. However, he can be cunning and devilish and often plays practical jokes on people with his friend, the Mad Hatter. Alexi has a carefree nature, believing the world is one big playground and even he has his tender moments and sad moments, but he rarely allows anyone to see him cry, due to the image he wants to keep. Oh but Alexi has quite the wild side to him too, if it's triggered he can be sadistic and maniacal and loves to make riddles.
Bio: The idea of the March hare being crazy? Now, that was quite a lie.. Well, not really, but Alexi surely isn't all that crazy, right? Oh yes, he can be. Alexi was born and raised in the country, in the deep hills so his nature to be carefree is better explained. However, since the starting of the war, his parents sent him away into the deep forest at the age of 15 for fear that his parents had that he would be recruited by either side. The hare however, never heard from his parents again; Alexi spent half his first year alone until meeting a friendly Mad Hatter who, in better words put, was completely insane! But none the less, he was taken in and offered a means of protection. As the years passed, him of his insane friend became close and if not, the Mad Hatter's craziness just seemed to rub off a little on Alexi, not that the boy minded. Over the period of time, Alexi found himself getting into the habit of luring people here by a songs he sang from the tree tops, once people were close enough, he would jump down and continue to bring them back towards the massive, table to enjoy a cup of tea and a taste of madness and depending on if him and his close friend liked their company, they would keep them, however, if they didn't, they quickly shooed them away.

Alexi was also given a violin by a stranger but since he had no idea how to play, he thought he might as well teach himself but once he began to play, the will of the violin took over him, letting him play the most beautiful of songs and also enchant certain monsters, depending on the song he plays. He also likes to perform at tea parties, mostly for Robert(Mad Hatter) and any guests that might be wandering by. The blonde is extremely protective over this instrument and it only comes when he calls it, he keeps it often hidden away in a pocket once he shrinks it with some type of spell.
Your Role?: March hare
Appearance: [But it was the finest butter!]
Username: Death_by_a_teacup


The Caterpillar

Name: Maximilian Ninian
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Species: Um… Dude how am I suppose to know? Caterpillar or Human. Not so sure, I heard about this butterfly thingy, although I could be a moth. All I know is I'm blue.
Profession: Um… Hippy? No. Drug Dealer? That’s the one. Wait a sec, drug supplier. That’s sounds better.
Alliance: Himself and his shrooms. Definitely the shrooms. And the stuff he smokes. Not really interested in the politics thing.
Weapons: Well there the pipe, and a couple of the stuff from the stash. Not to mention the um knife he hides in his boots and his shrooms that change his size.
Personality: Well it really depends on if he’s high or not. And his mood at the time. Often seen sitting off into space or dealing in a dark ally, he is actually a nice guy until you tick him off.
Bio: Well being an only child of two working parents has a affect any kid. Max just took as a rejection finding other things to do with his time. Leaving home about a year ago he ‘fell into the wrong crowd’. Not that he wasn’t a part of it in the first place. Never actually in a house he can be found in his small form sleeping on one of his beloved unpicked shrooms of some were up a tree.
Your Role?: The Caterpillar
Appearance: The Caterpillar
Username: Shoushi Tsubasa

Tweedledee & Tweedledum

Name: Detto & Jasdro
Age: Both 19
Gender: Both Male
Sexuality: Detto is bisexual, Jasdro's sexuality is unclear
Species: Both Human
Profession: Both Assassins
Alliance: Both loyal to the Queen of Hearts
Weapons: Both wield long-barrel revolvers, possess the ability to materialize whatever they wish for when imagined simultaneously (usually a type of projectile for their revolvers).
Personality: Detto is cocky, analytical and a pain in the a**. Jasdro is childish, innocent and a tad-absent minded. One is never comfortable when far from the other, so both always stay close to each other at all times, perferring to be in physical contact. They also share a fear of crows, believing them to be bad luck.
Bio: Detto and Jasdro were born as twins, and their mother died shortly after giving birth to them. They never knew their father, so they were brought up by their uncle. Their uncle was always hard on the two of them, constantly giving them chores and depriving them of food if they weren't completed. While he never hit either of them for most of their time in his care, one day he simply beat upon Jasdro for no particular reason. In an attempt to protect his twin, Detto grabbed a kitchen knife and threw it at the uncle, piercing his skull and killing him instantly. Shortly after killing him, Detto took Jasdro and fled into the woods, but not before setting fire to their home. When riding through the woods, the Queen of Hearts found the twins and raised them to be the perfect assassins, training them in various forms of combat and espionage. During the course of their training, their power manifested, cementing their place as the Queen's greatest and most lethal duo of assassins.
Your Role?: Tweedledee & Tweedledum
Appearance:
Detto wears glasses and a black suit with a red tie, Jasdro wears a red suit with a black tie
Username: [Spirit_of_Fire]

Queen of Hearts

Name: The Queen of Hearts (Miranda Giovanni)
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Human
Profession: "Ruler" of Wonderland
Alliance: Herself. Maybe the King sometimes...
Weapons: Her sceptor and her Cards
Personality: The sweet and innocent thing is all an act. Under that, she is a murderous girl who will kill anyone who gets in her way. Of course, she sees herself as too important to bloody her own hands. She loves the colour red and anything to do with hearts.
Bio: She was the sweet looking little girl, who used to decapitate her dolls and sometimes even to be as intricate as to crucify them. She would rip off her teddy's heads just to stitch a different one on. Miranda was also the girl with the heart-shaped magnifying glass, picking on the little bugs and flowers. The blond girl was absolutely spoilt. Miranda was forced to marry the current King by her parents, and she has no qualms about chopping his head off should he get in her way. She doesn't like him one bit, he is not good enough for her in her eyes. Her want of Alan, the Alice of this story, is sheer curiosity, but when she doesn't get what she wants, this means a lot of heads will roll.
Your Role?: The Queen of Hearts
Appearance: XxOff With Their Heads!xX
Username:Angelic__Angelica

King Of Hearts
Name: Dimitri Giovanni
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Human
Profession: Queenie's husband/King
Alliance: Usually the Queen's, but he'd switch alliances in a heartbeat if someone gave him a better offer
Weapons: He keeps a rapier at his side, but it's mainly for show.
Personality: This man is a two sided coin. Around his wife he is respectful and timid, for he knows she's have no qualms over cutting his head off. In fact, he often suspects she'd prefer to, which is why he goes out of his way to avoid her as much as possible. He's a terrible push-over with his wife, allowing her to make all the decisions concerning their kingdom. This is fine with him, of course, because it just means less work; not to mention more time for womanizing. Whenever his wife is not around he is arrogant, boastful, and flirtatious, always trying to impress the ladies.
Bio: Dimitri had been a ladies man ever since the time he could crawl. When he was young, he'd use his cute appearance to play the innocent act, having the young women fawn over him constantly. He never took a liking to studying, or anything that had to do with work, really. If he couldn't get out of it with his good looks and charming words, he'd get someone else to do his it for him. As he got older he gave up the cute act and began appealing to the ladies in another way. This was quickly put to a grinding halt when his parents forced him to marry Miranda. At first he was against it, but when he realized how he could work it to his advantage, he readily agreed to marry her. He never bothered trying to seduce Miranda in any way; it was all too obvious she wasn't going to have the wool pulled over her eyes, and his cowardly instincts told him it would be wise not to upset his bride. Spending much of his time away from home and out of the company of his wife, he has no idea Alan even exists.
Your Role?: King of Hearts
Appearance: The King of Hearts, at the ladies service ♥
Username: Lady Kaarii

God Dammit. A boy with messy blond hair was walking down the street, wearing a messy school uniform. Another day had passed for him, and it turned out to be the worse days he had ever. First thing in the morning, he was laughed at for tripping and falling on mud. Second thing that happened was that he was being ridiculed by everyone who he passed in the hall way. Finally to top it all off, his editor got drunk and completly rejected his draft, throwing all of his work away. Yeah the day wasn't going well for him after all. Well he just ran away from home to get fresh air... Yeah right. He just took a few bus and cabs far far damn away from his home. He didn't even know where he was any more.

Slowly walking down a small path full of flower gardens and kids playing around, he smiled as he looked down to his watch. Three-Thirty huh. Alan doubt he'd be missed by everyone, after all, everyone hated his filthy guts. Oh well might as well die after seeing the last Flower Garden. Before he stepped into the last one, a book fell right on cue in front of him. Erm.. Now that was random wasn't it? Shrugged Alan picked up the book with his soft tender fingers. He turned it to see the spine of the book, to see the title: Alice In Wonderland. Ah. The story that he thought was childish yet mysterious at the same time. Wanting to read the contents, he flipped the book open, only to be welcomed by blank pages. He twitched angered.

What the freaken hell? If they wanted to write a proper story, they could have wrote the contents of it inside. Subconsciously his right hand slid into the pocket, feeling the warmth of his usual writing pencil. Alan before leaving only brought some money to get here and his precious writing pencil for it gained him some happiness in his life. His thoughts were cut off as he closed the book and began to talk towards the nearest park. The park gave him relaxation, after all, the scent of the trees and grass gave him a sense of sanity to write down. Arriving at his destination, Alan ran over to the bench and began to write the story of his own version of Alice in Wonderland. The story was turning out well... but when he began to write the word: White Rabbit, he looked up a bit to scan for an inspiration. Of course he blinked as his attention was caught by... a rabbit?

Alan's attention looked towards the magically shifted rabbit whom was just standing in one spot then sitting on a boot. He listened as the man asked him a question, which was one that he was wondering himself. Why did he follow the rabbit in the first place. That was when he was reminded of the cruel life he lead in the start. Hell no he wanted to go back to that reality he disliked. He just wanted to die in some place where nobody could find him. Alan's attention was taken again ad the Rabbit leaped from the boot, vanishing, then appeared right in front of him. Normally he'd freak but... hey he was wearing a dress, things were breaking Newton's law. So why be surprised that the rabbit can leap higher than normal humans?

"I..."

He was about to start off when the rabbit asked another question. Alan frowned a bit. If this guy wanted answers, he could at least give him a chance to explain why was he following him. The question made his ears perked up as he looked to the Rabbit - man. Didn't this guy have it all backwards? Wasn't the man with rabbit ears a part of his own imagination? Little did this boy know that he had more imagination than normal people these days, after all he always imagined another world for his stories: worlds with dragons, princesses, princes, knights, evil villains, you know... the natural things for Fantasy stories. Thoughts were shattered as He realized... where was the book?

Alan began to look in the dresses pockets, only to find a pencil. His Usual writing pencil. Blinking Alan began to panic. Where the hell did he put the book? He kept on searching in the pockets, remembering he still had the book chasing after the white rabbit eared man. Oh why Oh why did he had to ask the question to a small boy who was just lost into the cold cruel reality. Giving up, he sighed before looking up to the Rabbit eared man ready to speak in his usual meek tone.

"I'll answer the three questions slowly and calmly. One, I have no one back in my own reality for me to have some sanity and not follow you. Two, I think you have it all backwards, I think I'm the one who's imagination is either real or fake, and for the last Question..." He sighed. "I thought I brought it with me... I think it's gone."

[Sure.]

The boy in the blue dress merely blinked, seeing the creature's reaction to his answer. How did he offend him with just merely answering him honestly? That was when his embarrassment increased as the man leaned in close to him. Alan’s pale face turned into a bright cherry red color, not being used to someone’s face being close to his. W-What the hell… Luckily the poke from the man, made him snap out of it completely. Alan tilted his head as he looked at the man poking his cheek. It certainty felt real, not to mention the man’s scent was genuine.

“Erm… I’m a-“

Feeling the ground waver a bit; he paused in his sentence, just to see the tiles rolling under their feet. Why were tiles falling to the deep darkness of abyss? Alan stiffened in fear, not wanting to die in a helpless situation like this. He hadn’t gotten his first kiss, never made his parents proud for once, couldn’t be in the spotlight for once, there were so many things he haven’t done yet in his called “pathetic” life. That was when he felt himself being picked up by the man, and then placed on the shoulders like a sack of seeds. Hearing the man’s voice speaking, he soon looked back at the sight: tiles falling to the deep darkness. Swallowing in fear, he saw the man had a calm attitude in his situation, making him feel a bit envious. Looking up to the ceiling, he noticed it was growing smaller and smaller each step the rabbit and he were taking.

“Ugh… Why… is this happening to me?”

Alan couldn’t help but whine a bit because of everything that had taken on this day. After all, he knew one thing that was certain: This was seriously not reality. Feeling the cool air from the door being opened, the sighed of the titles falling turned into a tempered door. A.... hissing scowling door… Okay what’s next, the door starts to talk? Ironically, the door began to scowl at Alan more, making the poor sixteen year old mute in fear. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea for him to say that towards a door. His sapphire eyes looked towards the ground as his body began to wriggle, wanting to be placed on the ground.

“Mister Rabbit – Guy can you please put down? I don’t like being carried like this especially when I’m wearing a dress!”