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 Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 10:02 pm
Through the looking glass. Where comedy is tragedy, black is white. Where the stuff of dreams come from.
Wonderland.
But the dreamscape of Wonderland is in trouble. The evil in the waking world has formed into NightmareLand, a cancerous land, attached to Wonderland like a tumor.
Will you help Wonderland and the Ab-cities?
Or will you side with the Nightmares?
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 10:10 pm
The Cast: Alice: Taken I Am THE Vampire Of All Queen of Hearts: Taken masokys White Rabbit: Taken Shady Mane MaD HaTTeR: Taken kobold505 March Hare: Taken Kabuki Doll Griffon: avilable Mock Turtle: avilable The Caterpillar: avilable Races for original chacters: Ab-city resident Wonderlander Human (Think Alice) Talking Animal Lost Child (Servants of the HaTTeR) Nightmares (Servants of the Nightmare) Made-Ups: Base: Username:
Name:
Age:
Powers:
Home:
Short Bio:
Dream Length: (long/short)
_____________________________________________________________ Username: Wolven_Darkness Name: Thayli Age: 16 Powers:[Spell casting] School: Transmutation Home: Earth; Canada Short Bio: Thayli was sent into a coma as a result of a car crash caused by black ice. He found him self in Wonderland, and learnt about it, and learnt of his ability to cast spells. It has been a year since the crash, and he is still in a coma, and still in Wonderland. Dream Length: Long
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 10:16 pm
The Places:
Special Places:
Rabbit Holes: Randomly appear around Wonderland. Alice's drops out near UnLondon.
Card Palace: Just outside Parisn't
AsYluM: In UnLodon, Near Wraith Town burough.
White Rabbit's Apartment: In No York, on -5th Avenue
Griffon's Garden: Near Bagahdidn't
The Forest House: In UnLodon, home of the Caterpillar.
Old River Shack: In UnLodon, home of the Mock Turtle, near the Rougeday Market
Ab-Cities
UnLondon: Ab-city to London
No York: Ab-city to New York
Parisn't: Ab-city to Paris
Bagahdidn't: Ab-city to Bagahdad
Notreal: Ab-city to Montreal
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 10:27 pm
Length of Dreams:
If you are only going to stay in Wonderland a little while don't ask to be one of the Lead Cast (Alice and her crew.). Make someone who can be disposed of or forgotten. Don't send me a profile if you are going have a short dream.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 11:01 pm
One way or another, You've found yourself in UnLodon. Maybe your on buisness, maybe you live here, or maybe you found your way from UnUnLodon (aka Lodon). But that doesn't matter right now. What does matter is that your are standing outside a building. Or is it a fun house? Towers jut from random angles, as if who ever built it ignored gravity. Wandering the grounds are many Lost Children, they are sitting enjoying the light of the UnSun. Some are talking to themselves, to plants and shadows, or to other Lost Children. Each of them is obviously insane. Thats why they live with the MaD HaTTeR in his AsYluM. Something tells you that you should go in and see the HaTTeR.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 4:04 pm
Suddenly a voice shouts to you "Hoi! What are you doing at my AsYluM?" The owner of the voice and AsYluM, the MaD HaTTeR, sits atop the fence behind you. At one moment he apears to be a handsome young man in an undone straight jacket and top hat, then as a young child in the same outfit. "I said, What are you doing at my AsYluM?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 9:59 pm
(Wow. My thread is in Intermediate! Cool!)
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:25 am
Username: Slumbersome
Name: Falling
Age: Young for what he is
Powers: As his name suggests, he can manipulate dreams and turn them into nightmares, provided he sticks to certain patterns. Do bottomless pits, drowning and suspension in mid-air sound familiar? Falling could just be the one to blame.
Home: NightmareLand
Short Bio: Falling was created in the same way as all Nightmares, through the darkness of human hearts. His ability is common, but he likes to think he brings a particularly devious edge to his victims’ dreams. True to his slippery and capricious nature, Falling is not overly concerned with the state of affairs between Nightmares and the residents of the Ab-cities.
Dream Length: Short
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((I hope it’s okay to post.))
Falling cackled as he tumbled over the edge of NightmareLand and into the world of dreams. Pickings were slim near the border; the people who lived there simply didn’t sleep very well anymore and were far too suspicious. It was for this reason that he’d made his way into the heart of Wonderland. There, he spied the HaTTeR’s building, the lovely patchwork of towers that they called the AsYluM.
Falling grinned as he neared, for he could sense the afternoon naps of little boys and girls. What fun it would be to disturb their light snoozes and push the Lost Children from those lofty windows! Oh, they wouldn’t die; he wasn’t quite powerful enough for that yet, but they would tremble and scream and wake.
The voice of the HaTTeR shocked him from his reverie, but that was alright too – he didn’t mind the company. When the Nightmare spoke, it was as if a mouth had opened in the very fabric of darkness. “Hello, sir HaTTeR,” he greeted. The body that materialised was indistinct, shadowy and cruel.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 10:44 am
"Hello Nightmare. Do as you please, but leave my Lost Children alone. Their dreams are mine, the dreams of madness." the HaTTeR's smile never faded "Would you like some lunch? Perhapse a lightly grilled weasel on a bun." at the end of the sentance, said weasel appeared in his hands.
(It's fine to post.)
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 2:36 pm
((You didn't mention if you wanted PMed applications or not, so I'll just post it here. I'd like to take the role of the Queen of Hearts, if you don't mind.))
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:24 pm
((And I would like to take the role of Alice.))
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 7:55 pm
The queen of hearts made some tarts on a summer's day...
But what no one knew
And no one cared
Is that the tarts were grew
From beating hearts.
The queen sat upon her throne in the Card Palace, singing lazily to herself. Her court sat, half in fear, half in respect, awaiting her royal decree for the day. Another beheading, perhaps? It was almost more than likely. But what they all truly feared... what they needed to know...
What would they do about the Nightmares?
((Oh - does she have a name? Besides 'Queen of Hearts' that is?))
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:01 pm
(Not really, you can make one up.)
"M-m-m-my dear?" asked the King of Hearts nervously, "We have to make a decree for Parisn't today. Then the Profeseers of UnLodon need your council." Where was that bloody rabbit? Probably in his nice aparment on -5th Avenue.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 11:26 pm
Falling’s eyes drifted lazily to the furry mammal. “I don’t feel very much like weasel today,” he drawled, “Not when everyone’s out to ruin my fun...” Sighing, he watched the kiddies with something akin to hunger. It wasn’t fair, really, how the HaTTeR had so many delicious victims at his disposal... but he supposed he could understand why the man was possessive. “I can’t stay for very long,” he said slowly. “But you know, sir HaTTeR, I hear your tea is somewhat famous ‘round these parts.”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 9:12 am
"You want to have a tea party? Oh yes of course you mave have tea with us!" as he says this his body turns into that of a child. He grabbed Falling's arm, "What kind of tea do you want? I have Earl Gray, Green, Jasmine, Madagascar Red," he countinues the list until each leads you to the garden. In the center of the garden is an extremely long table, sitting at it are many Lost Children. They are all enjoying various teas and wines. "Sir HaTTeR!" one of them cries, "We saved your seat, but the March Hare has yet to come by." The HaTTeR simply smiles "That's fine Harilquinn. I sent him to do something, now Sir Nightmare do have a seat."
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