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Rhylea Tonneh

Bandersnatch Clan

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a character in “On the Wings of a Dream”, originally authored by Grahf, as played by RolePlayGateway


[Wonderland needs no rule]

Full Name: Rhylea Tonneh

Role: Leader of the Bandersnatch Clan

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Personality: Bandersnatch males are feircly loyal to the clan, willing to go to any length to see the values of the family furthered.

Hair Colour: Greenish. The hair is a natural crystaline structure, ranged across the external hide of the Bandersnatch, these allow light to be bent and refracted.

Eye Colour: Black


Appearance Description: The Bandersnatch species is a sleight race; 4'8 with a thin build- but physically they are much stronger than they look. Green in color normally, they can bend light and blend into any surrounding area perfectly- if movement is kept to a slow steady crawl they can even sneak along past opponenets. Possessing long tallons and large mouths full of teeth they give off a savage or primitive apperance, but are quite intelligent. Natural burrowers, the Bandersnatch clan has many mines and bolt-holes in the mountains surrounding their swamp, they pull out stange metals and minnerals..forming a strange black powder much like gun-powder.

● The swamps
● The mountains
● Wonderland
● Freedom
● The Clan

● Jabberwocky
● The Queen
● Dominion

Powers: Active-Cammo. Bandersnatch can cloak, hiding in plain sight to unleash ambushes.


Weapons/ Things They Are Carrying: Satchel Bombs, Wimzy Pistol, Jub-Jub Rifle.

Back Story: : The Bandersnatch Clan has lived in the swamps and mountains of Wonderland for ages- living peacefully with the land and animals, hunting only what is needed to survive. The comming darkness of Jabberwocky is a threat they cannot ignore.

So begins...

Rhylea Tonneh's Story


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre Character Portrait: Eve V. Kimberly Character Portrait: Belca Character Portrait: Jabberwocky Discordia
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Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre Character Portrait: Eve V. Kimberly Character Portrait: Belca Character Portrait: Jabberwocky Discordia
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Duchess made her move, after some ramble, and it would have gotten her killed- taunting the beast the way she did, as if it couldn't see through her bluff. Her failing was in thinking the monster gave a shit. Jabberwocky didn't care- about her, about it's own army or about any bluff the Pig woman made. It would have ended her then, and taken the rest as it's thralls just out of spite...had the barest flicker of movement not caught it's eye. For, as the stupid wench gave her command..others responded. The bird-into-ball trick would have failed; Jabberwocky would have simply altered the wall's power as needed- thickening and hardening the bones before impact. But it was distracted by several barrels rolling down out of the woods.

Sparks shot out of one side of each barrel, fuses.

There was no time to do anything but watch as the barrels tumbled into the middle of it's horde...and split the air with a clap of thunder. There must have been something mixed in with whatever served as explosive, something that flowed like liquid and burned with a wicked heat. Jabberwocky's mouth gaped inhumanly wide, and it released a sound that shook the very ground- cracking the dirt below it's feet and causing tendrils of it's darkness to writhe and spasm; it felt pain. As the fire swept through it's minor minions it left nothing but ash in it's wake..Cook was to large to burn that easy, and was tall enough that Doormouse sought safety by climbing onto it's shoulders. That was her final mistake.

A smaller sound, a pop really, and Doormouse's head exploded in a bloody mist.

As her body fell, missing it's head but slightly alive still, Cook's arms move to cradle the body before turning and fleeing; Jabberwocky's fear and pain driving all of it's minions away. They would disperse, making harder targets before regrouping farther away- Spiderpots providing sporadic covering fire for the mass. What should have been a retreat turned into a rout, as precise pops sound, dropping creatures as they fled- the Twin's birds taking their toll as well.

Rage, fear and pain filled the beast as it swept it's gaze across the treeline; it couldn't see the attackers though, no matter how hard it tried. There were things blurring there, strange movements, but nothing it could understand. Something was picking apart it's army..and it was doing it with ease. In it's anger it forgot about the Duchess and the others, sending it's blades scything through the trees...but hitting nothing but trees. Seeing bows falls and trees topple but no spurts of blood only drove the monster into further fits of anger.

With a howling bellow the creature dove into the woods, tearing it's way through trees and stone alike, seeking invisible foes. Unknown by the Jabberwocky but it was being led away by several of the harassing agents. To them it was a game. They took turns leading it this way and that, twisting and turning the path..but always taking it farther away. It would be a bit before the monster calmed down enough to realize the ploy...and may give the Duchess and others time to escape.

Tibbs was still there though.

Jabberwocky's fear and rage shot through the hound like a spike of power- driving it into a change. In that moment Tibbs awoke. Rising onto it's hind legs and tilting back it's head it releases a howl, it's mass shifting and changing. The Avatar of Fear had shown it's face. Tall, taller than the Cook by several feet at least, and built like an Abrams tank. Broad shoulders ripple with muscles, arms long and coiled with strength- ending in powerful talloned hands. No two people could look at Tibb's face and see the same thing- to look upon the creature was to look upon fear; what you held deep in your secret hidden animal saw and displayed. Roughly man-shaped in form, if you ignored it's tail and hooves, it was a terror built for battle.

And it was standing between the two groups of Wonderlanders.

The bone wall shattered, both from the impacts and from the Jabberwocky leaving the area, leaving nothing to stop the Chains and Contractors from entering the mushroom the towering beast of Fear. Turning swiftly it unleashed the full force of it's gaze upon the group, before releasing a savage growl and speaking, "My Master relays apologies for leaving without propper farewells, I am to address this."

The setting changes from Wonderland to Down the Rabbit-Hole

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre Character Portrait: Jabberwocky Discordia Character Portrait: Rhylea Tonneh Character Portrait:
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Tibbs caught the mallet by it's head, the ease by which the monster did this would quickly show it's speed and power. It was getting boosted- The fear caused by it's form, the left over fear of the Jabberwocky, any extra fear seeping from the all fed into Tibbs. Feeling Destra and Sinestra's terror added enough of a boost to let the beast dig it's talons into the hammer and squeeze, forming small cracks along the surface. With a sudden movement Tibbs wrenched at the hammer, seeking to rip it from Duchess' grip- or if that failed and she kept a grip, her mass would be jerked closer, as the monster raises it's left leg in a sudden knee strike. The right leg would add force, as the being springs forward with a savage push- turning the knee strike into a flying knee strike.

Should Duchess not release the weapon she would take the knee to the chest, smashing her backwards and damaging her chest. Even should she release however she would still need to evade the knee's path, or take damage(Lesser based on distance). Tibbs retained it's grip on the mallet's head, as with the knee's launch it spreads it's arms back slightly- setting up it's next action based on Duchess' counter, and adding force to the jerk against her grip.

The more fear that saturated the air, the more power the monster had. The more power the monster had, the more fear it could create. Tibbs was setting up a terrible cycle. Already the group's terror had caused the monster to swell with energy, a vibrating glow coalescing about Tibb's mass. As the fear build the glow will thicken, forming a thin barrier of force- thick enough to absorb the brunt of most attacks, while slowing projectiles and robbing them of inertia. Not a perfect shield by any means, but one that would grow stronger over time.


The clan continued it's harassment of Jabberwocky, whooping and carrying on as the beast raged. They avoided it's strikes, making distractions for one another to draw it's attention constantly astray. Knowing their guns would be of little help against something this powerful the kept them slung, the barrels though...they might sting a bit. Having planned this strike out and setting traps through the woods, the cloaked creatures begin herding the Jabberwocky through a laced with buried barrels.

With no trees left to hide in, or use as cover, the Bandersnatch males had no choice but to reveal themselves as the darted across the clearing, avoiding memorized earthen lumps- to help confuse the Jabberwocky they had dug up the clearing fully and made a whole bunch of false lumps; only they knew which were explosive, and which were not.

As expected, some were hurt, two were killed..Jabberwocky's rage let it sling those bone spears pretty hard- those hurt would be treated as best they could, and observed for corruption, those slain would be burned in a moment, as soon as the monster triggers the trap. Luckily most make it to the far side, moving as fast as they can, and blend into the trees once again...much to the monster's frustration.

Then the beast stepped on the wrong spot.

Flamed bloomed up suddenly, coating the monster in a burning sheet. The sudden blast of heat and pain cause the monster to stumble to the left, an onto another blasting cap. The screech of pain splits the air like a thunderclap, as a third barrel blasts from the first two's shockwaves. Soon all the buried barrels are kicking off, waves and waves of fire pelting the monster. The smoke is so thick that it blots out the sky over the area, visible for miles. Jabberwocky was out of the fight for a bit.


Gina screamed, the flames had gotten through the black coating of Jabberwocky some, burning her face and chest. She had no idea what was going on, only that she was in so much pain! Thinking fast, and acting on instinct, she pulled power from her pain and allowed her gift to flow over her and Jabberwocky. Instantly she and the monster were covered in a black cocoon, sealing out the heat and flames. They were still hurt, and would take time to heal, but they were safe now.

The monster was so angry, Gina understood, because those odd lizard looking guys had tricked it. They didn't run like everyone else, they stood and fought- or they played tricks. The Bandersnatch were a solitary race, they must have felt dire need to come to the aid of the others- they must have seen the potential the Jabberwocky had this time. They would be a foe worth watching.

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Dust and sound.

Tibbs let itself lunge forward, the knee passing over the Duchess' form...but the bent knee held a special trick.

Duchess bent backwards, her dodge perfect for the attack she knew of, but leaving her vulnerable to the one she never saw coming. The bent leg snaps down, a combination step/stomp, driving the heel down towards the hyper-extended abdomen. The slight impact, her kick snapping up and striking it's lower back, would simply serve to aid the beast's move- the push would aid Tibbs as it would push him slightly from the impact, the stepping/stomping foot pushed that much harder. The end result would drop Tibbs down onto Duchess' mass- the stepping foot impacting and carrying the weight of Tibbs mass down onto the Duchess driving her painfully to the ground and pining her under the monster's foot.

Should she find a way to escape, as unlikely as it may be, she would still have a massive taloned foot driving down towards her abdomen and torso, the claws potentially ripping her clothes and flesh, depending on her evasive route. Her actions would decide her own fate, but there was only a split second to choose- Infection by the talon's slash, or crushing impact possibly breaking bones or driving her air out from her lungs.

Her question unasked, her actions interrupted, Duchess needed to recover- if she manages to evade the strike, before she could ask her questions or tell the Twins to flee. The fear still fed the beast, making it faster and's actions coming in a blur of pure speed. The timing of the chain of events would flow like lightning- The knee sailing over the dodging Duchess, turning into an extending step/stomp that would drive the weight of the beast down and onto the bent form, as the Duchess' own kick would bump into it's back. In the blink of an eye Tibbs had carried it's offensive through, it's mind working through possible actions faster than one could blink.


Burnt leaves, scorched trees...melted sand. The clearing was a holocaust. Blast craters, scattered shards of blackness...and a twisted thing in it's center. The Jabberwocky stood, a black shriveled thing, arms extended head tilted back in a grimace of pain and fear. The monster was frozen in a pose of agony, to the eyes of the Bandersnatch Clan the beast was done. One, a younger member stalked to the edge of the clearing, raising it's rifle.

"Looks to be dead, wuzn da tough." He calls out, taking aim.

"C'askn, you git 'way now, hear?!" another calls out, moving towards the youth. One step too late, as a shot sounds, shattering most of the Jabberwocky's form into ash- ash that mixes with the melted sand, leaving behind a smaller form, that shaped like a small girl. She stood, arms wrapped about herself sobbing softly.

"Woah! Hold yer fire! Idgit, you done it now...da hell is goin on? Who is she?" the elder calls out, motioning a few of the others to join him, moving into the clearing. "Easy youngin, none of us is gonna hurt ya."

Gina stood, her dress filthy and torn, her body bloody and covered in ash, but otherwise unharmed. Her sobs continue, eyes closed with her small fists clenched at her sides. She said nothing, just cried softly. The clan moved closer, stepping around some of the still hot pools of melted sand- most of it already cooling from the addition of the smothering ash. A few members remained waiting at the edge, among them the clan's leader- Rhylea, though not the eldest of the tribe he had shown suspiring mastery in combat. His instincts were respected, and his word taken seriously...right now he had a bad feeling.

"Something is wrong. Something don't add up, this..girl. Where did she come from?" his head was running at it's best, but it wasn't quite quick enough to avoid the shit storm on the way. "Hey, maybe we sh-"

The rest is lost in the sound of breaking glass- and moments later, screams.

The sand had melted, forming large pools of molten glass- the heat from the blasts and resulting fire easily reaching the sand's melting point, while the rain of ash served to smother out the glass' heat. The ash mixing with the liquid as it cooled. The resulting black glass sat in sheets and spatters, until the clan moved into position. SHattering upward, the shards ripping through flesh muscle and bone with ease...but rather than falling back down afterwards it gathers, swirling like a cloud of death. The surviving clan members could only watch in horror as the cloud slashes through the air towards them.

"RUN YOU FOOLS! To the trees!" Rhylea calls, shoving a few members towards the forest. Those who entered the clearing were out of reach, and out of time..the cloud descending upon them like an upside-down blender. Blood and flesh scatter as five members are turned into pulp. Rhy manages to save seven of his brothers, though two more will likely perish before the day is out. They scatter, blending in with the trees as they can, the sound of laughter sounding behind them in booms.

Gina stands, untouched by the deadly swarm, her sobs ended, a smile on her face. "I did like you said, how did I do?"

Jabberwocky, in it's new form chuckles softly, a few shards caressing along the girl's cheek, "You did Pͪ̋͜Ȩ͂͑͋̐ͮ̐R̆ͪFÈC̆̉ͭ̈́ͦ́͝T̾̅͐ͦ̐̕." it whispers in her head. SHe grins wider, the skin of her lips splitting once more to create a mad smile of black gums and sharp teeth. Eyes of pure blackness. She was one with the beast now. "Now, let's go P̍̊͛ͦ̎͛͌͌̿͛ͬ̔͟͞҉̝͎͖̘̤̫L̷̢̞̲̩̰̹ͦͨ̏̽̏ͯ͂͆͛̾̎̈̓̕͟Ą̸͎̦̩̲͉̜̦͉̞͕̥̟͓͔̜̝̜̋ͯͯ̍͗ͥ̾͋͘͘͡Y̨̫̮̘̱̘̞͍ͧͨͦ̏ͬ̓̄ͥ̄́͂̚̕ͅ." Together they exit the clearing, following the trail left by the fleeing Bandersnatch Clan..towards the rest of the Wonderlanders. Things were going to be messy.