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Isaiah "Grey" Gris

"Still painting flowers"

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a character in “On the Wings of a Dream”, as played by Orbweaver

Description

Do I...know you?
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Full Name: Isaiah Gris
Nick Name: Grey
Age: 18
Gender: Male

Personality: Isaiah quiet but not shy, his curiousity usually gets the better of him and often leads to trouble. He is quite intelligent and likes working out puzzles and riddles.

Hair Colour: Medium ash blonde hair which he wears tied up in a high ponytail. It looks silvery white in most lighting.

Eye Colour: Icy blue.

Quirks: (if any)
● Fiddles with his fingers a lot
● Hums a strangely familiar tune to himself without realising
● Experiences a lot of deja vu

Appearance Description: Isaiah is very small, about the height of an average ten year old, he is also very skinny and has two piercings in the top of his left ear. He wears a grey shirt with a black tie, black shorts, arm warmers, knee length socks and grey shoes.

Quotes:
[To be updated later, after RP-ing a little]

Likes:
● Cards and card games
● Reading
● Music (Has synthesia)



Dislikes:
● Angry people
● Loud noises




Powers: [To Be Updated Later]

Chain: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars

Weapons/ Things They Are Carrying: He carries tarot cards but can't remember how to use them, however, he likes to look at the pictures on them.

Back Story: : To be edited later

So begins...

Isaiah "Grey" Gris's Story

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He sat slumped against a tree, surround by a wasteland, his head cradled in his hands, above him the sky flowed like a river of broken chess boards, the black and white squares floating aimlessly in the non-existant current, this was the ruin of a place once beautiful.

"Where am I?" he thought to himself, but only for a moment before it was replaced with a much more frightening thought, "Who am I?"

Trying to remember anything caused his head to pound in pain, it was enough to make him give up. With a sigh he closed his eyes and began to hum a haunting tune, images began to slowly bloom from the darkness of his mind, a stone statue, a necklace, a stormy day. They all had one thing in common, was it meant to be a clue to his name?

"Grey," he whispered caustiously, as if afraid the word would bite, "My name is Grey."

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Grey walked out from under the tree, this place felt wrong, as if nobody was meant to be there. Having worked out his name he needed to identify where he was and the best way to do that would be by exploring.

It wasn't long before he came across a perculiar sight, a door stood in the middle of nowhere, held up by nothing. Humming the haunting tune once more he stepped towards it.

"How curious," he said to himself as it opened to reveal not more of the wasteland on the other side but instead what could only be describe as a hall.
"How do I know it's a hall?" he whispered, "There aren't any walls or a ceiling as far as I can see."

Still, the hall did appear to be a lot nicer than the wasteland, it didn't have the same forbidden feeling. Taking one last look around he stepped through the door.
Once inside he decided to check his pockets for anything useful, there was only a set of cards, each bearing a different picture to the last. Sitting down he began to look through them, mouthing the names of each card to himself, Fool, Magician, High Priestess...

For some reason he found the cards comforting. Grey held the cards close to his chest as he began to walk again, hopefully he'd run into someone soon, someone who'd know where this place was. A shiver ran down his spine, causing him to turn around with a gasp. The door he had just walked through had dissappeared.

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Duchess Sophie


The Duchess sat in her rocking chair with an open book in front of her, listening to her cook scream for more pepper. Overall, today had been a good day she decided, her boy hadn't even sneezed once which meant she didn't have to beat him.

"He's finally learnt that he can enjoy the pepper whenever he pleases," she remarked to the cook.

That was only one thing among many though, she had noted an increase of pigs and momeraths inhabiting the gardens that surrounded he mansion and to top it all off, she had finished the first draft of her book, Hopping Mad. She loved to write about the White Rabbit.

"He's such a well dressed young boy," she said to herself, "And the way he scampers about is just adorable."

Closing the cover of the book she resolved to make him read it the next time she saw him to see what he thought of the pairing, surely he would agree that it was a perfect match.

"Now where has my son got to?" she pondered, leaning back in her chair. As if hearing her thoughts, a pig came running into the room and began to nudge her legs through the many layers of fabric that made up her dress, "There you are, my dearest," she exclaimed in delight, picking up the pig and placing it on her lap.

As she began to pet it, the pig started to shimmer and change shape untill it was no longer a pig but instead a boy, curled up in her lap, a book clasped between his hands. The Duchess continued to pet the boy, as if not noticing the change, she ran her fingers through his hair, messing up the silky locks and ocasionally adding a braid or two.

"This is a good life," she thought to herself, "But like most things, it could do with some spicing up."


Isaiah "Grey" Gris

Grey fell to the ground, defeated. He was so tired, all he had done was walk and walk for countless hours but still he hadn't encountered anybody, he couldn't even tell if he had moved anywhere, the scenery never seemed to change.

"It's almost like I'm on a treadmill" he mumbled, pulling the cards out of his pocket, "I guess the smart thing to do is stay in one place and hope someone finds me."

With that thought he began to examine the cards, placing them in unusual patterns and trying to unlock their secrets, soon enough, he bagan to notice something perculiar, no matter how he shuffled the cards, the Fool would always be among the ones he placed down.

"The begining and the end," he thought to himself without knowing why, "A sign of unexpected events and adventure."

Somehow, he knew that was what the card meant. Was his memory coming back? The thought both excited and terrified him at the same time.

"I want to know who I am," he reasoned, "But what if I don't like what I find?"

Trying to think such a decision through made him feel ill and his head hurt. Placing his head in his hands he lay on his side and curled into a ball, the cards scattered around him like fallen leaves.

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Character Portrait: Ariana Storm Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce Character Portrait: Alde Beriel [Queen of Hearts] Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Belca Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Yumika "Ivory" Rae Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre
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Cheshire

She continued to float higher, her body still limp. The words of the Chains were lost to her as she ignored everything below. She was irritated and bored and was almost to the top of the ceiling. She was preparing herself to leave, to disappear back to her tree when the Queen suddenly revealed The Great Hall. She twisted herself around, happily surprised at the change of scenery. Who had done it? Were they fighting already? She looked down upon the Chains with interest, but the new contestants caught her eye. They seemed lost, too uptight to be creatures from Her Wonderland, then again being in the Queen's company does that to people. She twitched her ears and flicked her tail, letting her jewelry sing to her as she studied them. They seemed 'normal', almost dreadfully so and this excited Cheshire immensely. She hadn't seen a 'normal' creature in her Wonderland for quite some time.

Allowing herself to fade, besides her manic eyes and wonderful grin, she makes herself known to the children. Appearing a nose length away before the first child she takes a few seconds to study before moving on to the next. A variously coloured mist follows suit, emphasizing her bright wide eyes and glowing teeth. "Well aren't you all dull," she croons in her ectasy, her eyes changing rapidly from yellow to blue to green and back again. She counted the children. Two males were present in this little crowd, which surprised her. Female's for some odd reason were more common to venture into her Wonderland. Interested in these two, she swept around them, taking note of their traits and composure (or lack of one). The young one with the long silvery hair, put her off, reminding her of that wretched White Rabbit. However, the other seemed boring as well, though the short blue hair was at least something fun. Her eyes widened looking over the blue haired child in sudden recognition. Her grin grew exceptionally larger. "Oh, aren't you the clever one?" she exclaimed, swirling around the kid, "You're not at all what you seem to be are you?"

She decided to try this one out. The surprise was refreshing and hopefully the child would be too. She jumped away from the trailing mist and landed upon the child's shoulders as a cat, nestling against the neck. Pleased to finally be resting against something warm and soft, she can't help but purr. The short hair was a plus. She wouldn't have to dig around to get comfy. Oh yeah, Cheshire decided, this one's a keeper.

The setting changes from down-the-rabbit-hole to Palace of Hearts

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Rhia


Rhia blinked when she finally heard someone, her golden eyes blinking. Really? I'm not going crazy? She turned her head to follow Cheshire, her eyes were curious, only a hint of nervousness escaping her, "I don't like losing myself in times such as this. Clever..? If you can really call it that, perhaps." she smiled, it was half-hearted however, "I'm..Rhia I suppose.. where exactly is this?" she asked Cheshire. She jumped in shock as the girl turned into a cat, "W-what?" she asked confused, trying to peer over her shoulder, she didn't mind, for some reason, this felt familiar. Did I own a cat? I can't even remember something as simple as that.. "If it's not too rude to ask, who are you...what are you?" she asked with a soft voice.

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Absolem/Caterpillar


Absolem just followed shortly after Cheshire, his eyes scanning the room, "Hmm, theres a decent amount of girls, ew. No. I do not want a girl. Human girls were even more emotional than Chain females. He shivered at the thought. He noticed a blonde male, who seemed quite calm compared to the rest, and he floated over to him. Absolem crossed his legs, arms behind his head as he stopped eye level to the male, "I'm Absolem, you may hear someone called me 'Caterpillar, but I find it in your best interest to stick to Absolem. Abs is.. compromisable. " He scanned the boy, he seemed to have a good head on his shoulders, if he was going to be stuck with anyone, he'd best choose someone intellligent. "If you come across two men, one always lies, and one always tells the truth. One is an Saint, the other a sinner. What question do you ask to tell whom is who?" He asked the boy. His pink eyes scanned him, it was a test of intelligence, "You will have to contract with someone from this world to survive, and if you can answer correctly, I shall gladly offer you my skills."

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Isaiah "Grey" Gris


Grey blinked as the man floated before him, pink eyes locked onto his own. He was asking a riddle, here of all places. Isaiah thought that now was a very odd time to play games but then again, if this 'Absolem' could help him get out of the hall then it would be worth it. Closing his eyes he focused on the question and a few seconds later he had an answer.

"Well all you'd have to do is ask one man which of them the other would point to if you asked which was the sinner," answered Grey, "The saint would point to himself, telling the truth and the sinner would point to the saint telling a lie, therefore, the one they both pointed to would be the saint and the other the sinner."

He paused for a moment, double checking his answer and picking his cards up off the floor, surprised that they weren't wet.

"Or you could just ask them which hand was their left," he continued, "That would be a lot easier."

He looked up at Absolem, confident that his answer was correct and curious as to why the man's hair was such a beautiful mint colour. Perhaps he could explain everything to him. As he checked through the cards to make sure they were in order he began to hum the haunting tune that played through his mind.

"My name is Grey, by the way," he added, "It's very nice to meet you."

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Character Portrait: Ariana Storm Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce Character Portrait: Alde Beriel [Queen of Hearts] Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre
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Ariana saw other people and creatures of the world she thought to be wonderland. Looking around the room, Ariana didn't make a move. She didn't like to jump into action without knowing what she was jumping into to, and on the other hand she did. Any thrill that was thrown at her she would face it head on. Seeing a cat and a man with mint color hair talking to two of the people that were there, Ariana put her ipod back in her pocket and wondered what was going on. "Last time I recall I wasn't in a room but on a hill...such a fickle world this is," Ariana mumbled to her self.

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Character Portrait: Ariana Storm Character Portrait: Alde Beriel [Queen of Hearts] Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Eve V. Kimberly Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Belca Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Yumika "Ivory" Rae Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre
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Cheshire

Her closed eyes seemed to smile in that content way felines do. She stopped purring, her ears twitching as her contractor spoke. "If it's not too rude to ask, who are you...what are you?" If it's not too rude? Was she serious? She opened one eye upon her child and then to the others around. They all seemed to be taking things in stride. Her grin shrunk a bit, assuming their abilities to adapt so quickly was because each child was 'gifted'. Why else were they in her Wonderland? She sighed. At least this Rhia creature wasn't dull. Though fear tinted her voice, she kept it well under control, which would be useful later on.

Lazily, she opened her other eye and began kneading the child's neck. "Your manners are surprising for one who's been kidnapped from their world." The marks in her fur shimmered as several shades of purple and indigo rippled across her form. Unsatisfied in her current state, she faded only to reappear on the child's other shoulder. She snuggled once more against the girls nape. Now that things were finally in motion her mood was lightening up. Now was the time for fun, for molding her future underling. She would not fail in this aspect. She clears her throat ceremoniously before speaking. "I am The Majestic..The Knowing," her smile grew as her list of names rolled smoothly off her tongue, pausing dramatically for emphasis. "I am The Shifter..The Powerful..The Lost-And-Found." She shrugged her head, suggesting her contractor to follow her gaze across their surroundings and the Chains near them. "You, like them, are in my Wonderland." It was difficult remaining composed. Having knowledge over a person who was so 'out-of-the-loop' was exhilarating! She would enjoy it to the fullest. "Call me Cheshire," she said simply, "That name seems to tie everything together."

The setting changes from down-the-rabbit-hole to Palace of Hearts

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Absolem / Caterpillar


Absolem smirked at the boy before him. His eyes closed, content with the boy's answer. For a human, he is quite familiar with riddles I see. I think we shall get along, "Very well, if you wish I will contract with you, and we shall leave this hall." He let the ghost of a smile fall across his pale features. This could be quite interesting indeed, however, I shall not get too attached to this boy, it will not prove wise if I win or lose. Going to the lower level, or betraying him and leaving wonderland.. neither would make befriending him and forming an attachment wise. He finally opened his eyes, landing on his feet in front of Grey. He bowed respectfully, almost like a showcase butler. It was over-the-top, yet still respectful and gentlemanly. He tilted his head, "Aren't you even a tad bit curious as to why you've been abducted?" Caterpillar asked with a bemused expression, why wouldn't he ask?

"A game has been proposed in which neither you nor I have choice to participate in. It's quite unfavorable to say no, that's all I can tell you at this current time." He ran a hand through his green locks. He then smiled, "Also, contracting with me shall grant you certain skills. I'm not quite certain as to how well they will transfer however."
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Rhia


Rhia blinked a bit when the cat seemed to ponder, and she looked around as well. She bit her bottom lip nervously, chewing on her thumb softly. Did I say something stupid? She tried to think back as to what was so amusing. She couldn't help but make sure she was polite. It never was well to be impolite when one wanted answers, it got you no where. Rhia blinked a bit when the cat sighed. Can cats normally sigh? Now that I think about it, how many cats can grin like that? None I've ever seen. This is all quite curious, I'm not sure what I should think about this place. She chewed her thumb harder as she went further into thought.

Rhia shivered a bit, but restrained herself from squirming, she didn't want to make the cat fall afterall, "Well being impolite gets nothing accomplished in matters as such as this." she retorted looking around for the cat, tensing when she felt the light weight return to her other shoulder, looking over it, shivering again went she felt fur against her neck. That tickles.. She however listened, her eyes closing as Cheshire listed it's many names. She looked around like the cat silently instructed, this time noticing the other people, her eyes widening, but her reaction otherwise remaining calm. W-when did they get there!? She nodded, "Alright, Cheshire.. I don't remember my name, Rhia's the best I've got." She sweat-dropped, laughing nervously, "So.. we're here for a purpose, correct?" she finally asked, her golden eyes peering over her shoulder again at the cat, still processing the dramatic cat and how she'd somehow missed an entire hall of people.

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Isaiah "Grey" Gris

Grey stopped for a moment, it hadn't even occured to him that he had been taken here against his will but now that Absolem mentioned it, everything made a lot more sense.

"You know, I didn't consider the fact that I may have been abducted," he admitted, "I suppose I was more focused on figuring out who and where I was."

He paused for a moment, considering what Absolem had told him.

"So what you're saying is that I've been brought here to play a game I can't say no to," he continued, "And that I have to make a contract with you to have favourable odds in this place."

He wasn't too sure what Absolem meant by how he would recieve powers but having just seen the man float around in the air, he figured it couldn't be a bad thing.

"Ok then," he said, holding out his hand, "I guess you have a deal, though I wish I had a choice in the matter where participation was concerned. I'd appreciate it if you tell me a bit more about this game we have to play too."

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Absolem/Caterpillar

"Our Queen although beautiful, has an eccentric sense of...amusement." he tried to word his thoughts properly, anything the Queen could overhear shouldn't sound offensive, he didn't want to infuriate her this early in the game, she did give him valuable information afterl all. Why..did the Queen share that with Cheshire and myself? Is it to build distrust between us and our human companion? I didn't plan on trusting him from the start, but knowing I'll have to betray him if I wish to leave this place, makes me quite more wary about getting to know this..kid.

His eyes scanned Gray, nodding slowly as his sign of acknowledgement and agreement, "Yes, that is exactly the concept." he sighed, "I cannot say no either." he added informing the boy, he stared at the boy's hand before shaking it firmly. It had been a long time since he'd touched someone so familiarly by choice, Cheshire didn't count. I was teasing that cat, it doesn't count at all. He leaned in towards the boy, his lips almost brushing the younger male's ear, his voice omnious, "Pretty much, get wounded as little as possible...and try to win. Otherwise, both of our fates shall be worse than death.." and he leaned away, doing his best to cause neither of them to feel any further discomfort.

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Rhia

Rhia watched Cheshire with innocent golden eyes, her eyes flickering to each place Cheshire's did, before tensing a little when she recieved an answer, "S-sorry.." she bit her bottom lip nervously. I guess she has a point, but.. it seemed logical to ask at the time. Things happen all the time without cause, so I guess I let curiousity get the best of me.. she bit on her thumb as she tried to ponder, but when she saw Cheshire practically..staring, she looked up, her eyes gazing back, "To fight..? Alright I guess.." she whispered nervously. I know a few of the basic self defensive tactics.. I should at least be able to protect myself.. she thought nervously, then she got even more nervous, there was..a lot of people here. They'd all be participating? She closed her eyes, counting to three slowly, before looking calmly at Cheshire again, "I guess, I have no choice but to handle it."

She looked at him bewildered. Male? Wasn't Cheshire female just moments ago? She slowly dropped the subject, many assumed her to be male, but Cheshire semeed to finally catch on she was quite female. She tilted her head up, not used to having to look up at the confusing chain, "Don't...you want to leave? I don't care, as long as I don't lose who I am along the way.." she asked curiously as he mentioned her looking for a purpose in Wonderland. He seemed like he didn't care about winning at all. She wasn't sure if she wanted to win, did she have something to go back to? She couldn't remember, but she didn't see anything wrong with this world yet. Yet. She was about to ask him something else, her mouth agape when she felt his hands return to her shoulders, however from behind her. How is he doing that!? She wasn't scared, nor did it particularly disturb her, but it was almost giving her whiplash trying to keep her eyes on the chain she'd chose to contract with. She instantly cringed, jerking her head away from his when he whispered. That feels weird now that he's a guy..even if he still don't look very human. She finally felt a blush form across her cheeks, "W-wait what? How?" she asked looking around the room. Then she closed her eyes in realization. He is going to do that little parlor trick he enjoys so much, "N-nevermind."

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Grey stared at Absolem as he mentioned a fate worse than death. Was he serious? But then that begged the question, what was worse than death. Just thinking about it made him shudder, perhaps it was something that he didn't want to know.

"R-right, got it," he said as the man drifted away.

He began to hum the haunting tune again as he pondered what had just happened. That closeness had been a little odd but then again, what wasn't odd about this place? He had to admit, even though Absolem had been well within his personal space, he hadn't felt threatened by him. Despite the man's curious appearence and his enigmatic nature, Grey felt safe being around him. Could this be because of the contract?

"Well if that's all I need to know then what do we do now?" asked Grey, breaking off the song, cursing the fact that he couldn't remember the lyrics, "Is there somewhere we need to go?"

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Absolem blinked at him, tilting his head, did he say something to disturb him? Ah, human, my mistake. He placed his hand on Grey's head, ruffling the other boy's hair, "Don't worry. I'll protect you the best I can." and he proved his point by lifting the boy into the air, Grey suspending by what one would believe is wire, but there was no such substance holding the blonde upright.

He only did this momentarily, gently dropping the boy back upon his feet, "I'm...not as gifted when it comes to lifting other people. It causes headaches unfortunately..and now that you've decided to contract with me, you will gain a gift as well. I cannot use mine in that manner often now, because it will cause strain on you as well. " He decided to share the information with Grey, jumping and remaining in the air, leaning back as if there was an invisable tall couch Grey's eyes couldn't see, "Only fair you somewhat know my weaknesses, since you know so little about me or this world."

Absolem held the ghost of a smile across his features when the boy already seemed comfortable with him, "I will answer any questions you may have, unless it is against the rules of the game." He informed the blonde, eyes scanning him, then he noticed Cheshire's exit, rolling his eyes. Seriously? He but contemplated throwing another Riddle at Grey, but his thought process was disturbed, "I suppose we may leave, though floating us both around unnecessarily wouldn't be wise, so I shall walk with you I suppose.." and he jumped off the invisable 'couch' landing gracefully on his feet, taking the other boy by the wrist, "Remember, don't trust anyone in this room. This is not a very friendly game." and with that he drug the blone child along, giving him no choice but to follow, or fall on his face.

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Rhia opened her eyes once she felt ground beneathe them again, looking around in amazement, she was..not in a palace anymore, that much was definitely certain. She watched the tree with an inquisitive look upon her face. She'd never seen anything like this before. She wasn't really stuck on the fact she was being ignored, more on unraveling her surroundings and comprehending how this place ticked. Her golden orbs stayed on no figure or surrounding object for more than ten seconds, determined to see everything she could. This place is rather..grotesque..

Rhia noticed Cheshire looking down at her, after what seemed to be her very extended examination of Wonderland, and she raised an eyebrow with a titled head, "What? I like the outdoors, and from this feeling, I don't think I got to see trees much.." she smiled at him cheerfully. She was scared, she was worried, but she couldn't voice any of it. If she spoke those insecurities out loud, it wouldn't help anything, it wouldn't get her home, or her memories back. She continued to look at him with her tawny shaded orbs, one hand on her hip this time. He keeps treating me like I'm five years old, or like a little rag doll I had as a kid..

She lost this irritated composure when he dropped down infront of her, adverting her gaze. Then she emitted a high-pitched sound when he seized her arms and took her up into the tree. She wasn't afraid of heights, but he took her off guard entirely. Why is he so grabby and assertive? I'm not a toy.. or someone he knows well enough.. Due to her mortification, she merely nodding, deciding to not speak for a little while, it was probably the best course of action considering her previous predicament. She leaned slightly when he adjured her to scope the sights before her, and she examined with precision. She took in everything the human eye could see from such distance, she shrugged her shoulders, "Well this game wouldn't exsist if there were not people who wanted to desparately escape." she placed her index finger in the air matter-of-factly, "I myself, despite not being able to confirm it, doubt I have anything to return to, for the sole reason, I don't really care what happens. If we win, that's cool, if I never remember, that's fine as well."

Rhia just took small bouts between looking at Wonderland, and Cheshire himself. He seemed to really love this place, even if it was cruel and unpredictable, well the last suited him just fine. She however didn't see him as particularly cruel, he'd been taunting, but quite polite to her. Despite the fact he keeps calling me girl, it's annoying..but I guess I'm not in a position where calling him out is wise.. she closed her eyes until her irritation wouldn't be visable, and looked to him again, tapping her chin. Had she? He was asking a girl with amnesia if she's heard of a Jabberwocky? "I mean, possibly once. I heard it's something like a Chimera or a Parasite, if I recall properly. I only read one book on Theorhetical creatures.. and everyone had their own theory. This is all considered fiction in my world. Why can I remember something so trivial..?" The last question was more to herself than Cheshire. She could not remember her name or much about her life, but she could remember her world enough to remember that the Jabberwocky was possibly something she'd read about once.

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The Duchess winced as the girl swore at her. It appeared she had her work cut out for her if she was to turn this foul mouthed creature into a real lady.

"Honestly now," she said fixing the girl in her gaze, "There's no need for that kind of language."

She had to admit, the remark about her clothing had cut a little deep, it wasn't nice to insult a lady's appearance.

"I must say, your manners are atrocious," continued the Duchess, "Were you never told that if you have nothing nice to say then don't speak?"

Really, all she had wanted was to politely introduce herself and then explain things once they were somewhere more comfortable, perhaps over a cup of tea. She could see however that the stubborn girl had no intention of going anywhere untill she had some answers.

"I was not the one who brought you here or gave you your amnesia," said the Duchess, trying her hardest to speak warmly and calmly despite the child's verbal offense, "I also have no intention of harming you, such behaviour would be unbecoming of a lady such as myself."

A small noise behind her made her pause as her son shifted his position and turned a page in his book.

"You were right about the game though," added the Duchess, "It's most unusual. Nine others besides you were brought here by the Queen of Hearts and you are each meant to contract with one of the chains of Wonderland, I myself am one such chain. The chains and contracters then have to battle the other pairs untill one pair is left, the ones that lose are sent to the lower levels, let me assure you, it's somewhere you don't want to go. Please believe me when I say that neither of us has a choice in this and it is for both of our benefit that I request you contract with me."

There, she had said all she could with as much passion as she could bear, her eyes were nearly overflowing with tears as she begged the girl to accept but all in all it came down to the girl and whatever decision she made.


Isaiah "Grey" Gris

Grey had to supress a gasp as his body floated into the air, it was a most perculiar feeling but then he realised it was Absolem who was doing it. Soon after, the man explained about his ability and how Grey himself would develop something similar.

"I wonder what kind of ability I'll have," thought Grey before he was nearly dragged off his feet by Absolem.

Hurrying to keep up he began to look around, was it his imagination or was the scenery changing for once? He couldn't be sure. As the pair continued on their way he started trying to think of something to say but all that came to him was another riddle.

"The rich man needs it, the poor man has it and the dead eat it, what is it?" Grey asked Absolem, not really expecting an answer, "Where exactly are we going if you don't mind me asking."

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"B-But..." Stuttered Rabbit before sighing in resignation, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

With trembling fingers, he fiddled with his tie - as an attempt to pull it up - before tentatively stepping into the Great Hall. Rabbit would always ponder about the Queen's sometimes reckless decisions but whenever the Lower Level was related, Rabbit understood that no wasn't an option. He had heard terrible stories about the Lower Level and that terrible Jabberwocky; a shiver ran down his spine by just thinking about it. He mentally shook his head, he thanked his tail and whiskers that he was blessed to be living in the more... civilised area of Wonderland.

Where was Hatter anyway? Rabbit knitted his eyebrows together, he couldn't help blaming the odd-bod but if it wasn't for him the small boy wouldn't have to deal with the Queen's game. Even Rabbit had to admit they haven't always been the most fun. If it wasn't for this, all of them could've spent this wonderful afternoon in a tea party. He scanned the area and saw that Absolem had already found his own Contractor - a boy with long silver hair - and watched as the Caterpillar dragged the unlucky fellow out. He had to suppress a chuckle before drifting his attention to the Duchess who was also conversing with another, a girl with a rebellious demeanour. They seemed to be... enjoying themselves. Cheshire was nowhere to be found. He's most likely brought his own child back to that wretched forest. Thought Rabbit.

Only a few where left to be claimed, however one girl brought his interest. She had placed herself quite far away from the rest of them. He strided closer towards her and pushed up the bridge of his gold-rimmed spectacles. Her whole being was themed on the colour white; what with her pale skin, snow-coloured hair and her simple dress. The only exception was her irises, they were a lovely shade of green. Unlike most residents of Wonderland, Rabbit didn't need to tilt his head up in order to look at her. She only looked about one inch taller than himself.

"Why, hello there child." Muttered Rabbit and tried to look as superior as possible; despite being shorter, "I am White Rabbit, it's a pleasure to meet you."
He paused for moment in order to brush minor creases from his shorts.

Now that he was at a distance where he could examine the girl properly, he came to realise that she looked extremely frightened; she was shaking and had kept a firm grip on her dress. Little Rabbit understood how she felt though, he had still managed to hold onto a drop of his humanity. Besides, how else could you react in such circumstances?
"Now don't be afraid." He said tenderly, "What is your name?"

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Absolem tugged Grey out of the nearest possible exit, he was quite eagar to leave the palace..“To the home I have developed over the ages.” He calmly states. His ‘home’ was not made of wood or stone, nor was it any other conventional material. Absolem lived inside a rather large mushroom, in which he turned hollow. He didn’t enjoy rain, so he created himself a place for sleep and shelter. There were beds, and a table, and places to cook food, but it was almost overly simple. Overgrown figures where nothing out of Wonderland’s sense of ordinary after all. He grinned when the boy asked him a riddle, him of all people, then he closed his eyes as he led the boy along, “Watch your step, many creatures won’t take kindly to you if you squish them.” He warned the boy, although his own eyes were closed.

“The answer is quite simple. It is nothing. A rich man assumes he wants for nothing, a poor man has nothing at all, and if one eats nothing, they will surely die.” He states with an amused tone, “Speaking of that, are you hungry? It would be quite terrible if I didn’t feed you and you grow ill.” His eyelashes finally parted to look at the boy, pink orbs scanning Grey. I cannot become attached to this child, but I must protect him for the duration of this game at least. Everything around them was oddly disproportionate, trees were short, then tall, then like skyscrapers, but then things as small as a flower could be quite a few feet tall, “So what do you think?” he asked curious as to what Grey’s opinion on Wonderland was currently. He remembered his own first opinion of Wonderland, it was his earliest memory other than his name.

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Rhia


Rhia watched Cheshire now and then, but she always found herself viewing Wonderland as well, the ever-changing scenery made it hard to see everything. Once she grew bored of trying to challenge the scenery, trying to see everything, she went to trying to remember something, anything. Real name, what was your real name Rhia..? Where were you born? Did you have a boyfriend? She silently clenched her jaw, teeth gritting when she couldn’t recall a single bit of any information, other than Rhia and the bit about the Jabberwocky. She actually guessed, she just remembered reading about a creature, she wasn’t exactly sure it was that one, so she prayed she didn’t make a fool of herself this early into the game.

She’d hoped not, but when Cheshire looked back to her, she tilted her head, ready to listen. When he chose to say something, usually it was a useful tidbit of information, and it was wise for her to take note of it. She pouted when he smirked at her, she placed her elbow upon her leg resting her chin at the base of her palm, almost to her wrist as her ring and pinkie finger rested against her chin, her middle, index, and thumb against her cheek with her eyes now closed. She raised her eyebrows, not bothering to open her eyes, “So far at least, it’s not terrible. Not exactly my cup of tea, but it’s competent of being a place I suppose I could be content with.” She shrugged, laughing a bit when he called her naïve, “It’s not particularly me being naïve, it’s more of, I don’t want to get ahead of myself. One thought at a time. I don’t particularly care about my memories, but I know I don’t necessarily want to die yet.” She informed him, “ Tackling more than one goal at a time is foolish, too much room for error and the failure changes a person. As long as Wonderland doesn’t change me, I don’t care how much it chooses to change.” She went quiet however when he mentioned his own life, when it rang through her thoughts, her expression growing rather irritated not at him, but more of the information. Great, I didn’t need to know that. Now I am worried about it. Idiot. Why did you tell me that?

She finally opened her eyes, sitting back up, smirking at him this time, “I’ve been listening to you for quite awhile keeping most of my observations silent, but from what I gather, although you say that, you wouldn’t trust me. You value your life too much to put trust in someone you do not know.. although, your front was quite entertaining.” She replied in a soft voice, “If you trusted me, believed you could, you’d of used my name, but you’re distancing yourself because you do not believe you can. I’m not saying your choice isn’t wise, to be honest, I can’t answer how I think I will preform, but you don’t have to lie to me.” She mused, before looking up to the sky, “Sorry if it was rude.”

She was tired, but she wasn’t going to make it obviously noticed if she could help it. She didn’t sleep well, but who does when passed out on a floor for who knows what cause? She kept her jaw tight, because yawing was contagious after all. She wasn’t about to show weakness this early on, it wasn’t in her nature to lean on others, rather, to let others lean on her. She wasn’t used to it. She couldn’t remember, but in her human world, she was that way as well. Everyone used her for their own benefit. She wasn’t a stranger to it. She practically embraced it. At least she was needed. She leaned her chin on her palm again, nowhere near as complex this time, barely catching the comments on the Jabberwocky, “I see. Well, I guess what happens will happen. If we’re lucky, maybe it will take out a few of the competition for us?” she mumbled. She wasn’t really feeling up to talking anymore, and as she felt more sleepy, she was holding her tongue less and less on her own opinions and slightly less polite comments. She didn’t seem to care if they hurt others in this game, or even if the other humans fell pray to the Jabberwocky. She wasn’t as sweet as she let him think. Quit asking me questions, I don't want to answer them and I just might end up pissing you off, Cat. Though then we'd be even, I hate liars. Though, it's not like I have a choice in this, and since I'm stuck with you, I'll comply, I can't have you dying because of me

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"Belca?" questioned the Duchess, "What a curiously wonderful name."

The fact that the girl had relinquished her name gave the Duchess hope that she wasn't fighting a lost cause to make the girl into a lady. She paused for a moment as she heard the girl ask her son what his name was, come to think of it, she didn't even know. Not knowing the name of her own son was slightly unnerving but she pushed the thought from her mind. She reasoned that her boy had lasted without a name so far and could continue to do so but still, she couldn't keep the feeling that she had lost a precious part of her memory.

"My boy doesn't speak," said the Duchess, trying to keep a calm exterior "And oddly enough, I can't recall him ever having a name. Perhaps you'd like to give him one if it makes you feel better."

She continued on her way, leading the girl out of the hall, finding the way the water swirled around the bottom of her dress unpleasent.

"The place I found you is known as the birthing place but I'm unsure why," said the Duchess, "It's located within the Palace of Hearts but we shan't reamin here much longer."

Soon enough they had left the palace behind and were making their way along Lake Lacie and deeper into Wonderland till eventually her mansion was in sight. The Duchess's face broke into a wide smile as she saw the pigs and momeraths roaming around outside.

"This world is called Wonderland," she explained as she led the Belca towards her home, "Don't you agree it's a beautiful place? By the way, I suggest you duck."

This last piece of advice she offered to Belca as she opened the door to the mansion and was met by a scream of pepper from the cook and a block of knives flying through the air out the door. In fright her boy shimmered and once again became a pig.

"We shall have tea in the conservatory," she remarked joyfully, sidestepping the knives and walking inside.


Isaiah "Grey" Gris


Grey smiled as Absolem answered the riddle correctly, he hadn't expected it to be a challenge for him, rather it was to test he taller man's skill at riddles and wasn't disappointed.

"I'm not actually sure," replied Grey, when Absolem asked if he was hungry, "Considering how long I've been here I should be hungry but I feel nothing, still, I should probably eat something to keep my strength up."

Grey continued along, trying to keep up without crushing anything as Absolem pulled him along. To keep his mind busy he began to think of his cards again, hoping that he might remember some more about each one but was frustrated that all he could recall was that the cards were called Tarot cards.

"This place is beautiful," he said in answer to the question of what he thought, "I feel like it should remind me of something, perhaps a book I read before turning up here."

He buried himself in his thoughts again but was once again disappointed to see that there were no answers to be revealed.

"If it's not to rude to ask, why did you say the others call you Caterpillar?" asked Grey before he could properly think the question through.

Instantly he regretted it, he felt that perhaps he had gone to far to satisfy his curiousity. Hoping to make amends he decided to change the topic to another question that had been burning in his mind.

"Never mind," he said hastily, "When I woke up here I wasn't in that hall where you found me, I was somewhere else, it felt...wrong."

He then proceeded to describe the wasteland he had been in upon waking, asking if Absolem knew anything about it hoping against hope that he would have an answer.

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Rhia frowned a bit when he began laughing, crossing her arms. She wasn't in the best of moods when she was tired. She didn't apologize or stutter when she was like this, she was very rude and cranky, she didn't always mean everything she said while in such a state. It didn't make the situation and better that she didn't like being laughed at. She pushed her eyes to remain open. She wasn't going to lose to him. She kept her expression as blank as she could, but her irritation and anger was obvious in her fiery eyes. She was ready to snap. She was tired of the games. If their lives were in so much danger, why was he being so carefree? She didn't mind if she died as long as it would be quick, but for someone who cared so much about living, he wasn't doing a good job of preparing a plan to ensure he continues his exsistance in her opinion. Planning, strategy, that's how one stays alive. Not by confusing their teammate. If I die, he's automatically disqualified. Does he think keeping me ignorant with his riddles and games is going to be a good thing for his sake in the long run? I'm not going to jump when this guy snaps his fingers, I'm not a doll regardless as to how much as he considers me to be one! I'm merely just doing my very best to be cooperative, to adapt to this situation, to preserve what I've clung to, these broken parts of me I have left. That comes first on my list in priority, remaining myself. No matter what he says, that is of more value than either of us living to me. As long as I remain myself until the day I die, I will be happy.

She tuned him out, his speech reminding her of a book she'd read in her previous life, she couldn't remember what it was called, only the quote. What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. I disagree. When your name you have, whether it's your birth name or not, it's precious. She swatted his hand away from her, it wasn't a rough action, just one of protest. She didn't feel like being pawed at. I'm tired of him touching me so openly! I don't know him, he can't even call me anything other than a child, and he's always looking down on me like I'm stupid! Geez! She decided to not reply to his speech, ignoring guys like him always proved to be the best way to get under their skin.

She wanted to tug away from him when he pulled her up, but she was too tired to pose a true struggle, so she avoiding even attempting an effort to do so. She clenched her jaw instead, she wasn't exactly thrilled at the moment about being this close to him. She knew she'd be able to tolerate him again after resting, she'd even return to enjoying his company. When she was tired however, her kind nature ultimately cracks, showing the other side to Rhia, her more tempermental side, the side that clung to her morality, the side that desparately wishes to remain the same person. She felt a brief wave of happiness cross her entire being when he let her free from his hold, refraining from insulting him by scooting away. Although the thought was seductive enough, her life depended on him, and the reverse was also true. She could at least be a little civil, even when she was angry with him. She merely nodded at him to prove her recognition, she wasn't going to lay down while he was around. Weakness, vulnerability, frailty. She didn't want to show any signs of mortality; hunger, exhaustion, thirst. None of it, even though he probably experienced them all as well, seeing as no wonderland creature she'd encountered seemed immortal. This cat though, seemed to make a point in constantly reminding her how inferior she was, even if it was accidental. He was constantly jabbing his own opinions of her personality, thoughts, morals, and inability to remember anything about herself.

Each time he spoke, it got him further under her skin. Why doesn't everything he says stay skin deep..? She didn't want to give him a single upperhand on her that he didn't already posess. Giving him more control over her, the thought made her cringe. She wanted to be anything but a doll, anything but a little girl who needed led by the hand, pushed, shoved, and thrown into the right directions. Finally, after a long period of her making a point to make him feel as if she was ignoring him, he recieved direct recognition. Golden orbs peered up at him, their expression, topsy-turvy. They held many different emotions; Anger, Frustration, Curiousity, Appreciation, Confusion. A feeling of ambivalence washed over her. When it came to this cat before her, she knew she had to depend on him, that she had no choice in the matter, but at the exact same time, she also wanted the bare minimum to do with someone who threw her around so carelessly, and kept her at arms length, kept her so at a loss. She felt she couldn't trust or depend on him either, despite forcing herself to do so when the situation required it. He seemed too fickle and unpredictable to trust without question. "Like I would.." she mumbled stubbornly, the first words she'd spoken since she'd blown up in his face. Why would I ask for your companionship? I doubt that this can even be called companionship! More like borderline of neglect I'd say. She turned her gaze away when he smirked at her. She was a totally contrasting person when tired. She nodded anyway, despite herself, "I'll keep it in mind at the very least." she replied faking a defeated tone. She didn't like the idea she'd be alone, that especially in the dark, but that was just one of many things she could never manage to force herself to admit. He'd only tease me that much more.

She kept true to her stubborn decision, despite being given a place she could sleep, despite being exhausted and wanting to sleep, she sat upright. He wanted her to sleep, therefore she wouldn't if she could help it. She had very little control of her life. These small choices, these surprisingly stubborn moments, the word Rhia. Those things, however insignificant, however much it possibly irritates this cat, they are the only things of myself that I have left to cling to for comfort.

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Absolem/Caterpillar


"Well I shall cook you something on the safe side." He stated in a flat tone. I feel like I am baby sitting. Well, that is exactly what I am doing when I think about it, damn you Queen. He gritted his teeth silently, but from Grey's angle, he couldn't see the expression on the older man's face.

Caterpillar watched Grey and slowly released his hold on the boy. He seems like he can manage himself with something trivial as this, much unlike one of those girls probably would, "Look, in this game, you're going to be thrown into battle against the human girls. If me and you lose, it will be a fate worse than death, you will beg for it. I beseech you to do your best to drop your morals towards being a gentleman for the duration of this game. I am not a Masochist, I'm not quite sure about you."

Absolem raised an eyebrow, "Beautiful?" he asked curiously, but shrugged it off, "This place does have it's amazing qualities, but not everything in Wonderland is pleasant, keep this in mind as we tread." He thought to the Jabberwocky, that was one unpleasant creature, parasite, infection, that he hoped would never pose a threat again in their lifetimes. His footsteps halted, when he heard that dreadful name, his lip and eyelid twitched a bit, but he sighed calmly. Breathe, he wasn't actually referring to you as such, quench the thirst of his curiousity, and he will never mention it again if he's as wise as you've took him for Absolem. He was reassuring himself, trying to tame his rage.

"It is possibly the fact that my hair is green, I love the outdoors, and in my younger years, I wasn't able to use my telekinesis to float freely. I couldn't control it, and I hated others controling me. I was a 'caterpillar', waiting to become a butterfly and fly away, to escape my constrictive chains and be free." He informed Grey, "Although, I detest that name, so now that you know, I'd perfer you refrain from using it."

He began walking again, once again dragging the boy, "Wasteland..?" his thoughts darkened, and his tone softened a bit, his irration evaporating. So the Jabberwocky has returned? Is that really true? He shivered a bit, "Never go to such places by yourself. Do you understand?" he was not asking, this was much more of a demand, "I have a feeling we're in for a world of misfortune if what you say is the truth." he sighed. Maybe I should have provoked the Queen into chopping my head off..

Absolem looked around, they would be to his home soon. He could mentally picture his home now, just around the corner. It was surprisingly well kept large house, made out of a mushroom. It was comfortable, kept the cold out, and had beds, food, and water. It was a home, a simple home in Absolem's mind, but his idea of simple was quite warped to say the least.

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Grey tried to push thoughts of the wasteland out of his head as Absolem informed him that he should never go to places like it by himself but he couldn't help but remember its ruined beauty.

"Well I didn't exactly choose to wind up there," said Grey, "But I understand."

He knew he'd never succeed in removing the memory of the wasteland from his mind so instead tried to replace it with something else. It occured to him that Absolem's answer about being called the caterpillar had been very metaphorical and wondered if the man was a poet, he definitely had the right sort of mind to be one.

"I think I can handle fighting girls if there's such a risk involved," said Grey, "However, I'm not sure how good I'll be in a fight but I'll do my best and never give up."

He felt in his heart that he wasn't trying to be brave and tell Absolem what he wanted to hear. The truth was, he didn't want to let the man down. Despite the fact that Absolem had a certain coldness about him and the two hadn't known each other very long, Grey had grown to like the man and wasn't surprised to find he truly trusted him.

"You can count on me Absolem," he said, "I won't let you down and I know you won't let me down, I trust you."

He continued following Absolem wondering why the man had seemed so troubled when he had brought up the wasteland but didn't think that now was the right time to ask about it. Binging out his tarot cards he began to shuffle through them while humming the tune again. Suddenly, one of the cards flew out of the pack, without even thinking he reached out and caught it between two fingers before turning it round to see which one it was.

"Oh no," he whispered, "This can't be good."

He had remembered that if a card fell from the pack during shuffling then it held some significance but that wasn't all, staring at the card he began to remember its meaning, in his hand was...

"The Tower," said Grey, "Collapse, despair, defeat, danger, disaster, hostility, hate and destructive events."

Just looking at the ominous card filled him with dread.

"I hope this is just a warning rather than a prediction," he said to Absolem, "The future doesn't look so good."


Duchess Sophie

"Well that was an impressive display," said the Duchess, leading Belca into the conservatory, "You seem to know your way around a sword."

She didn't bother to offer an explaination for the violent greeting for she felt that it should have been clear that the cook was the one to blame.

"Oh look how the momeraths roam outside the window," cried the Duchess gleefully as the cook brought a tray of tea and cakes, muttering the word pepper, "They're simply so adorable and green."

With that she went to the bookcase and took out a book, she figured that she might as well start editing Hopping Mad now as she may not get another chance.

"I do so love literature," said the Duchess, "I wrote all these books myself about the other chains, feel free to read some if you like."

For the next few minutes she set about tidying up the story, pausing only to sip a cup of tea. Soon she brought her process to a stop, she felt like there was something else she should tell the girl infront of her.

"Ah. yes," she said, "We have three days for orientation before this game actually begins, I assume so you can get used to Wonderland and discover your ability as well as learning to work with me."

She had no doubt that the girl was strong, especially after seeing her skill with a sword. She wondered what Belca would think of her when she saw what she was capable of.

"In any case, there is time for that later," said the Duchess, "For now I insist you eat something as it will be a while before dinner and I can't have you wasting away on me."

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Rhia
(OOC: I apologize ahead of time to NotSoHeartless and OrbWeaver in advance, this post was quite rushed, so if it is scattered, underexpressive or rude, I apologize. I think I made Rhia quite a bit too harsh, and Absolem perhaps too warm welcoming, but I haven't the time to edit at the moment.)


Rhia’s eyes fixated on Cheshire. She had no intention of wandering around, especially at this hour, but she wasn’t going to voice such things, it would surely comfort him, and at the moment she almost found amusement in making him sweat a little. Rhia, you should go to sleep, she mentally told herself, this isn’t you, you might actually scorn his feelings a bit. Was that possible though when he held her at such a figurative distance? She didn’t regret contracting with him, but she was far from content with her situation. She had no control over her own life, what happened in it. Cheshire was her constant reminder, and due to this fact, she had lashed out at him. She knew she’d feel guilty in the morning, and would apologize abundantly, but for now, she allowed herself a moment of stubbornness, better now than later after all. Now it wouldn’t be as life threatening. She needed to get her anger and frustration out before things became serious, before a mistake was deadly. She had nothing against Cheshire as a person or creature, but the way he treated her, the way he wrenched, seized, and heaved her along, it was like poking her with the blade of a knife, a knife titled powerlessness, alias known as dependency. She had no choice but to place her life in his hands, and was given even less choice but to hold his in her own. It wasn’t fair, she wasn’t certain she could handle the blame if she were to fail him. She watched him commence to make his departure, not letting the terror or panic show in her eyes or upon her exterior. She wasn’t that pathetic, even if she was, she wasn’t consenting enough to express it. She mentally jerked in annoyance and discomfort. Why was he still here? Why wouldn’t he just leave so she could finally lower her guard, the strong front she was trying to maintain.. She hesitantly spoke again, laying down, however on her back, eyes held open persistently, “I had no intention of wandering around.. I told you before I’m not a kid.” she countered, she was embarrassed now, hoping he couldn’t see the minor color alteration of her cheeks. It departed instantly; he was annoyed with her as well. Life was going to be difficult. She wasn’t sure how long she could continue to live this way. Everyone, everything around her was trying to force her to mold into something she wasn’t, into a person they wanted her to be. She wasn’t willing to do this, she wasn’t even sure how much of herself she’d already lost. She ignored his attempts to warn her, she didn’t care. He’s just worried about his own life, he couldn't give a damn about me so he can stop pretending!!! That little coward doesn’t have anything to worry about! he doesn’t have to change me, I’m not going to get someone killed on my account! Horrid you say? I beg to differ. You’re rude, you constantly contradict yourself, and you disrespect everyone’s personal space. I detest being called a child, I hate your smug little smirk and you always seem to manage to make a fool of me. Of course I find you to be the most horrid of creatures, you’re just the easiest to get along with compared to the rest, the only reason I agreed. Of course that's the only reason.. I was just lonely..desparate.. She closed her eyes, no longer wanting to pay attention. Why were his mannerisms getting under her skin so badly anyhow? She decided to not ponder on it. She’d just ignore him from this point on unless it was required she’d have to pay him attention. She waited until he was long gone to rest, but it took her several hours before she'd passed out, her body having forced her to sleep.

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Absolem/ Caterpillar

Absolem nods at Grey, “I understand, I simply cannot promise your safety if you leave my sights, or wander off to such places.” The man combed through his hair, something he seemed to do quite often, not exactly to his own knowledge, it was a subconscious comfort. He knew he could stop talking for a bit, looking around at the flowers and wildlife of wonderland that surrounded them, both big and small. He lived near the more peaceful creatures, so unless Grey stepped on one of them, neither male had reason to worry about being harmed, “If we caught them earlier in the day, the flowers would have sang to you.” He informed Grey, with any luck easing the boy’s mind.

“I see, that will prove rather helpful. I simply ask you do your very best.” His voice was calm, a hint of mildness intertwined within it, but it was quite feeble, almost unobtrusive. At least he’s a trooper, good, that will prove quite useful to his, and my own survival. Absolem felt a tense sensation, the situation made him nervous. The vibes the boy was giving off, it was something Absolem was unfamiliar with, what exactly was it? He tried not to focus too perplexedly on the matter however.

That is, until Grey’s next words;
"You can count on me Absolem," he said to the man, "I won't let you down and I know you won't let me down, I trust you." It made the man’s eyes widen. He struggled to keep walking, leisurely, “I will do all that is in my power to keep to your faith in me..” he replied in a soft tone. It was distant, shaken. His skyscraper wall he placed between himself and everyone else was fractured a bit, why did this boy trust him?

Absolem eyed the card for a brief moment, shrugging his shoulders, “Fortunes are a great warning, but one should not rely on them completely. The future is fickle, always changing based on the decisions of men.” He ruffled the other boy’s hair. Then when his home was right in front of their faces, Absolem frowned. Cheshire? Where was his contractor? He shook it off, even though Cheshire’s contractor seemed fragile, it was none of his concern if that human died, it would be Cheshire’s termination, not his own, but something inside him made him fear for the feline.

“What exactly do you think you’re up to? Shouldn't you be with that enigmatic girl? Have you had a lovers quarell already? Did you get your feelings scorned?” Absolem inquired the oddly colored feline, almost enjoying the thought of the cat having trouble, "Or did you get bored?" He placed one hand on his hip, opening the door to his house, "Well come in if you’re going to Cheshire!" He called up, strident enough for the cat to hear. He ushered his hand into the room, "After you, guests first after all." He smiled to Grey. The smile made his face less alarming, but his eyes made him eternally sadistic in appearance, which wasn’t entirely unfitting. The inside of his home was cozy, the furniture was sensibly and strategically placed to make the house seem far larger than it actually was on the inside, “Would either of you like something to drink?" he inquired, tilting his pale head to the side, mint locks shifting accordingly.

The setting changes from wonderland to Down the Rabbit-Hole

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Cheshire

He was happily trampolining atop the different mushroom tops when he saw the Caterpillar's frown in the distance. His smile grew as well as his laughter as the man and his child came closer. "I don't see why you don't do this more often, Abs!" he called at the peak of a jump, "This is so entertaining!" His voice rang out in childish glee as his cat form began trying new tricks, like flipping. He stopped when the pair arrived before him keeping a nonchalance about him, but remaining cautious. It was a two-to-one showdown and he would wait at a distance in case things turned for the worse. A shimmer camouflaged his body as his cat form strode over to the edge of the mushroom. Once he reached the edge he had the long legs of his male form hanging over the top. He leaned over to get a better view of the two. He chuckled upon seeing Absolem's choice of contractor. "How cute. So, you really do prefer men, eh?"

He chuckled a bit more, amused with himself, but stopped as Caterpillar continued. "Up to? You make me sound so calculating," he tilted his head to the side. He was feeling good. He didn't have to be on his toes when talking to a creature of his Wonderland. They already knew what to expect of him. He was relieved to have this time away from the girl, but..was it regret he was experiencing by feeling this way? or nervousness..? He wasn't too happy with the way he and Rhia were 'bonding'. Humans were more difficult than he remembered. They held so many emotions. Especially his child; fearful, almost reverent one moment then outright abrasive the next. It was amusing, but not very helpful. He found himself wondering how she was doing now or if she had wandered away. He perked up, shaking his thoughts violently. He wasn't worried. If she listened to him, then his tree would keep her safe, if not he would find out from his foliage. The phrase 'heard it from the grape-line' didn't come from nothing.

He forced himself to laugh at Absolem's taunts, and sighed, "Lover's quarrel? Why? Are you interested?" He playfully flexed his arms, this way and that, in ways that normally would cause others great pain, "I can see how one such as myself would seem attractive." He hoped down onto a lower mushroom, still keeping a safe distance away. He held a slight liking for Caterpillar, but he didn't trust him. He was conniving and kept his true emotions hidden. See! he mentally yelled at his girl, This is what a distant person is! He's a liar, not me!

He waited until they both made it inside, then he jumped to the ground. He squished his bear feet around the soft ground, he wasn't used to the earth of fungi, he rather liked it. He remained in the doorway of Absolem's home, still slightly nervous. Ignoring the offered drink, he decides to try a daring tactic, "If she knows what's best for her then, for now, my contractor is safe. What about yours, Absolem?" he looked around until his eyes locked on the child, "Is he safe?" He paused allowing his words to sink in, hopefully he had the man's attention, he didn't want him thinking he was just playing games. "Surely you've felt the change," His eyes were ablaze, changing rapidly from yellows to blues to greens. He had them locked on Caterpillar, "You know what it is."
His manic eyes caught Absolem's contractor, "Tell, me boy. Do you know of the Jabberwocky? My child does." He traced his eyes back to Absolem, "I need to know if the beast's still in the pit. I'm here to ask if you're up for a..walk." He cringed on his wording. He hated walks, but this was something that he needed to confirm immediately.

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Duchess Sophie

The Duchess raised an eyebrow as the girl asked if the books were just an index of scandal.

"Of course not, silly girl," she said in a dismissive voice, "That would make it non fiction and non fiction is a dirty and disgusting thing."

It did occur to her that perhaps the girl wasn't part of her target audiance, she had also noted that she had picked up the story about the twins which had been far more intense than what she usually wrote.

"If you don't like it though then you could always ask to borrow one of my son's books, they have interesting titles and I have no idea where they come from," she continued, "Sinistra and Destra aren't really like how I showed them in that story by the way but then again, nobody ever knows for sure."

She began to think of the twins and how they were always at war with one another, she was sure that they'd be loving this game very much. Another part of her wondered if they'd been contracted yet, she hoped so.

"They're really quite charming once you get to know them," she said, "Quite handsome young lads they are too."

Feeling she had said quite enough on the matter she reached for the teapot, tapping it twice before pouring it into her empty cup. Instead of the same tea pouring out as before, a pleasant smelling green tea flowed out.

"Ah, green tea with jasmine, how refreshing," she remarked, taking a sip, "I see you've grown tired of being a pig again, so soon."

It was true, despite the fact that he had transformed only moments before, her son was once again sitting on the floor as a boy, reading a book.

"What is it you're reading this time?" she asked, reaching for a cake.

Once the cake was in her hand though she'd lost the desire to eat it. Frowning she began to focus on it untill it became a block of chocolate which she hurridly began to eat. She knew that it would turn back into cake very soon. As the last piece disappeared she looked over to her son who was holding up the book for her to see.

"The Lord of the Rings trilogy," she read aloud, "How very perculiar, I bet it's as odd as it appears."


Isaiah "Grey" Gris

"Singing flowers?" asked Grey, tilting his head to the side, "Now I'm sure I've heard that somewhere before, what sort of things do they sing?"

He continued following Absolem, absent mindedly as he tried to work out what the concept of singing flowers was so familiar. Grey almost bumped into Absolem as the man came to a stop by a large mushroom, Grey opened his mouth to ask where they were but Absolem seemed to be preocupied with something else, with a start he realised there was another man sitting on top of the mushroom. As Absolem and the man began to talk, Grey soon got lost in thought. Had Absolem just called the other man Cheshire and what did the man on the mushroom mean by Absolem preferring men? The words made Grey blush but he wasn't sure why, no doubt it would make sense when he memory came back properly. Soon all three of them were inside the mushroom which struck Grey as odd.

"A room without doors or windows nor any walls or roof," he thought, remembering another riddle, "What else could it be other than a mushroom."

He was glad to see however that this mushroom was laid out like a house. Thoughts of caterpillars and mushrooms began to flow through his mid in an unstopable torrent.

"I'd greatly appreciate a drink," he replied when Absolem asked, "I didn't even realise how thirsty I was."

He went back to his thoughts as he began to hum the tune that felt so familiar. The message from the tarot cards had been a little frightening but like Absolem had said, the future was fickle, still, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, perhaps his cards would come in useful during this game. He gave a start as he realised that Cheshire was talking to him.

"Jabberwocky?" said Grey, "That sounds really familiar, it's like..."

Suddenly it all made sense to him. It was as if this last piece to the puzzle had unlocked the part of his memory that had been evading him for so long. That was why everything seemed familiar, it was like the book he had read about a girl falling down a rabbit hole as well as the other one where she went through the mirror. Unbidden, the words of a poem bew into his mind.

"Twas brilig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
recited Grey.

He was sure there was more but it would take so long to say it all.

"I'm sure that it's probably nothing like the poem described but it made one thing clear," he said, "It's something to be afraid of. I remeber something about a vorpal blade too. Is any of this correct?"

He sat in silence, waiting for the other two to respond, hoping that he hadn't just made a fool of himself.

The setting changes from down-the-rabbit-hole to Wonderland

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Cheshire

A sour grin spread across his face as the boy began to recite Jabberwocky's poem in sudden recognition and he couldn't help but sing the words along with him. The child surprised him and he was pleased he wouldn't have to explain. Time was of the essence. Once the boy had finnished he looked over to Absolem with interest. "Good to see you didn't choose an idiot," He descided to ignore the question of the vorpal blade. That would be another conversation entirely. From what he remembered from his last encounter with the Beast, it was most likely still in the Pit, afterall it was what trapped the creature there in the first place.

He watched the pair cautiously. They both seemed to be taking him rather well, though whether he thought this was a good thing or not he wasn't sure. Afterall, they could still be planning something and knowing how thoughtful Caterpillar is made him still cautious. "Your boy is smart ebough to deduce my Wonderland's scourge. What about you, Abs?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, his blazing eyes, locked on the Wonderlandian, "Aren't you at all curious? If it's true and the Plague is out, then we are all in for a rude re-awakening." He pushed himself off the frame, daring himself to enter slightly more, "If you are worried about your contractor you may leave him with mine. My Sanctuary is safer than.." he looked around, not in disgust, but uncertainty, "this," He looked back to the Caterpillar, "Nothing can see or hurt it other than me,"

As he spoke this, he couldn't help the fear in the pit of his stomach. True, he was the only one who could ever find his tree and it always hid itself in a sort of protective barrier whenever his touch wasn't present, but the thought of one being able to harm it made him shiver. Nothing was beyond death, reguardless of how much power something held. Surely, if Jabberwocky or some other beast had a way of discovering it, there was always the possibility of harm coming to it. He mentally threw these nightmarish thoughts away and continued, "Personally, I believe the children would be better off away from The Pit. Who knows what the creature could do to newbies such as themselves?"

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"Because I have self dignity.." He frowned when the cat asked why he didn't prance around the mushroom tops. Absolem cringed when the Cat insinuated he was gay, his cheeks turning red, but whether it was anger or embarrassment was left to the other two males to decided, "I do not perfer men in that sense! Women are just too emotional and unpredictable. Probably one of the reasons you are in my abode, or am I incorrect?" his eyebrow quirked up, waiting to hear Cheshire's defensive statement. He was prepared to rip his retort to shreds. Absolem wasn't one to use his fists or skills in such situations, normally one would have to harm him or someone else before he'd involve himself. He hated the headaches that came along with it after all, "There are windows I assure you, but they are scarace and small." he informed Grey.

"Oh? Unlike Grey here, I am quite aware of how calculating and conniving you can truly be, Cheshire." Absolem smirked, a sadistic glitter in his eyes. He enjoyed Cheshire, possibly too much considering the situation. He could get angry with Cheshire and still enjoy his company. It was an odd friendship really, if you could even call what they had a friendship. He watched Cheshire with a great curiousity. He seemed bothered by something, actually, multiple somethings. He shrugged it aside, heading into the kitchen, leaving Cheshire with his human in the livingroom, "Behave yourself or you'll find yourself floating to the palace. You're a lightweight Cheshire, I can accomplish it. I am sure the Queen would love a pet cat." He called out, cups and spoons and cabinets could be heard. After about five minutes, he came out with three steaming hot cups of hot chocolate, and a handful of marshmallows placed beside them on the tray. Caterpillar tilted his head at Cheshire, "You may come in, I am not going to bite, unlike you." he twitched, pointing a long finger to the couch before sitting the tray on the coffee table and sitting down in a lounge chair.

When Cheshire mentioned Grey's safety, an unusual darkness came about his expression. He knew where this was going, and he didn't like it. He went to cut off his fellow resident of wonderland, his jaw was clenched. Don't you dare tell him about THAT creature. I've worked so hard to keep his curiousity contained, to keep his mind free from worry and fear, and here you go ruining it. He glared as the word 'Jabberwocky' left Cheshire's lips. A light in the kitchen burst into shattered pieces of glass, and it could be well assumed that was his way of venting without harming the closest thing he had to a friend. Anyone other than Cheshire, and he would have began the fighting early. He stood from his seat, abandoning his full cup of hot chocolate. He knew this was important if Cheshire mentioned a walk, so he walked over to the other male, leaning over him and trapping him to the doorframe gently with his telekinesis, it wasn't meant as a threat, more of a sign of dominance in his subconcious, and also so he could whisper to the other male "One. No I am not interested in a romantic relationship with someone as ever-changing as you..besides, you've already got someone slowly crawling under your wall you've oh-so-carefully set up.. am I right? Two, I think it's best we leave such information for me to hand out to Grey as I mentally prepare him.." He trailed off, then his eyes softened, no longer dangerous and dark, a friendly smirk crossing his features, "Three.. we both can levitate, so it would be simple for us to escape the Jabberwocky." He was definitely in. He had to protect himself and Grey if this was true, so he needed to validate it as well. He leaned away, releasing the cat, "If you understand, I have no problem assisting you.."

"Leaving him with that tornado of a child?" he asked raising an eyebrow, "I saw it in her eyes the second we entered the hall.. I can't say I'm not a bit skeptic." he sighed, running a hand through his green hair, "If she puts even a hair out of place on him, we won't go easy on you, despite my preference for you compared to the rest of those...people." It wasn't a secret that Absolem detested most of Wonderland's residence. Dutchess was too loud, the Tweedles never got to the point, and by the time they did, he was no longer interested. Cheshire was the only one other than Rabbit that he chose to converse with if given an option.

"That creature would love a human host.. I shall be blunt since you've already put a thousand worrisome thoughts into the poor child. I'd rather him to know." He looked over to Grey, his expression was so serious it was almost suffocating, "Keep a strong will about you, unless you want to become that creature's decayed host. It is unforgiving, and none of us can stop it on our own, sure we could delay it for your escape, but it's never wise to taunt the Jabberwocky.."