Alice Liddell
Alyssa Little
Alyssa Little
User Name: CaptainTapole
Character Name: Alice Liddell
Aliases: Alyssa Little, Al
True Love: Jefferson ~ Granted it was young/unrequited love, but still.
Enemies: The Queen of Hearts (Cora) and practically everyone else outside of Storybrooke
Likes
~ Gardens
~ Drawing/Sketching
~ Animals of all types
Dislikes
~ Her past
~ Psychologists/Psychiatrists
~ Red Roses
A little personal history
Once a young child destined to be queen over the Lands of Wonder. Her world was filled with talking flowers, animals who spoke freely and of soldiers dressed as card suits. All of it was taken away, though. An unknown woman, claiming to be the Queen over all Hearts, raised a siege to over-throw the royal family of Liddells; killing the Queen and King, but holding the young princess captive. She desired for her to follow in her footsteps. A mad man, one who created hats gave her the opportunity to escape, but it was not a place she would ever dream of.
It was a world with no magic. A world where imagination did not come to life at the blink of an eye. Instead, it was a world where kids taunted and teased her for believing she was the girl from a fairy tale. Her hair and eyes, apparently, were not of the correct colour. Her adopted parents were starting to regret ever having known her; until she started to visit psychologists to get rid of this imaginary world once and for all.
As the young girl grew up, her memories of her old world faded to the point she came to believe they were all part of stories and movies she had watched. Only one day, a red rose appeared. It was not the day her parents claimed to be her birthday, but it always happened on the 26th of October.
Now, with the breaking of the curse within Storybrooke, a simple letter with an illustration of a pocket-watch in a tea-cup came to her studio apartment in Washington DC.
Roleplay Sample
~(( This sample is basically her intro leading to go back to Storybrooke. ))~
”Yeah, just keep an eye on Merlin throughout the evening. I gave him the medication before I left, so he may be dry heaving. I will come in early in the morning and start my rounds with him.” Rummaging through the small bag, the young woman was able to find her keys. ”The surgery would have been too risky, so we had to induce him to basically throwing it all up. Yeah. Thanks, Tara.” Placing the correct key inwards to unlock the door, she pushed the door open with a bit of force from her hip. Peering over to the grass-like area where it was pinned off, the young woman smiled a little down to the snow-white rabbit. ”Hey, Señor Lepus.” The rabbit looked up to her before crinkling its nose a little, moving closer to the little gate door she made. The young woman bent down to pick up the mail that slipped through the little slot in her door and to open the gate; the adult-sized short-ear rabbit moved close to her black boots to give them its daily nuzzle. This rabbit was a bit unusual; but he seemed he needed to claim his territory each time she came home from the vet office. Chuckling a little, she bobbed her head—which made the dark-brown curls bounced a little. ”Come on. Let me order some of the cabbage you so love to dine on.”
Placing the unread mail on the counter top in the kitchen, the young woman brought out her phone and scrolled through it before pressing the screen. Bringing it close to her ear, she noticed Señor Lepus hop away to his little resting spot the young woman designed as a little cottage. Looking back to the counter top as soon as the man on the other line got her attention. ”Hi, Mr. Ngo; it’s Alyssa Little? Yeah, hi! Uhm, may I please order a number seven, a number eleven, two orders of number—number twenty-one and then a side of the plain cabbage, please?” Browsing through the mail, Alyssa gave a look of disgust. Bills. Adverts. Credit card offers; which all, in other words, meant nothing to her. Smiling a little, she gave a nod. "Yes. That’s correct. Oh! And I have that coupon you guys placed in last week’s Advert-A-Mail. Great. Thanks.” Hanging up, she placed her phone down and headed towards the bathroom to shower and change.
Twenty minutes later, coming out of the bedroom; Alyssa was rubbing her hair down with a towel before looking over to the little cottage and smiled softly. ”I no longer smell like dogs and cats, Señor Lepus. You can come out now.” Bending down to get a better view inside, there was no white rabbit within there. ”Señor Lepus. The cabbage you like will be here soon.” As if psychic, the intercom buzzed. Smiling brightly, she moved over to the intercom to press one button. ”Kaloo-ka-koo?” Normally, if it was the two normal delivery couriers, they would respond to her practically immediately; but there was nothing. Knitting her eyebrows in confusion, she pressed another button to have the gate unlocked. Not even three seconds later, there was a knock at the door; which indeed made Alyssa jump a little bit. Shifting one foot over to peek through the peep-hole, there was no one there. Unlocking the door, she opened it carefully. It was her look of surprise that kind of said it all, though. ”How in the hells did you get out there, Señor Lepus?” Carefully picking up the ever patient rabbit, he nuzzled close to her once he was in his arms. When she picked him up, though, there was a plain envelope where he was sitting. Picking it up as well, there was only her first name in the front and on the back was just a city and state—but nothing else. ”Storybrooke? Sounds like some kind of elementary school.” Shrugging, she placed her chin down to the crown of Señor Lepus' head. Looking outwards briefly, to see if anyone was watching; she moved back into her apartment to close the door behind her and to use both of the locks.
Placing down the rabbit, Alyssa’s attention was to the plain envelope her rabbit apparently had as well. Plopping herself down onto the futon in what seemed to be the living room, she grabbed her laptop to open it up. Googling the name of the town and state did not seem to get much hits. Just some generic-looking website. Her face briefly contorted to a pondering-kind of look when she grabbed the envelope before she looked down to the rabbit who hopped over to her; the dark-green-and-gold eyes of his looking up to her. ”Let’s see who this mysterious person is, hm?” There was a bit of her that hoped for a secret admirer—whomever he or she may be— that wanted to give her clues or something. Her mother would be so proud to have her youngest daughter gush about someone other than just her rabbit. Once the envelope was open, there was nothing but a small once-folded piece of paper inside. On the front of the paper, at the folded areas, there was an illustration of a silver-and-gold pocket-watch seen in a crème-coloured teacup with the four card suits as the border while the chain dangled. Her eyebrows knitted closer together in confusion, but when she opened it up, it was both her heart and jaw that dropped first before the paper fell onto the keyboard of the laptop.
We are waiting for your return, Queen Alice.
