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On the Wings of a Dream

Palace of Hearts

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a part of On the Wings of a Dream, by Bani.

Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here

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hnn ... not sure what links to put here, so i'm providing links to the wiki instead. http://pandorahearts.wikia.com/wiki/pandora_hearts_wiki

Setting

Standing in the middle of Lake Lacie, covered with a layer of mist that persists throughout the year, the Palace of Hearts seemingly floats on water.
No one can enter without an invitation from the Queen of Hearts, and no one can leave without her permission.
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Palace of Hearts

Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here

Minimap

Palace of Hearts is a part of Lake Lacie.

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Character Portrait: Alde Beriel [Queen of Hearts] Character Portrait: The White Rabbit
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#, as written by Bani
"What is life, if it isn't a game?"
If a child is provided with nothing, he will invent his own games, using anything available.

That was all.

There was nothing more to it, nothing personal or vindictive, she was just bored and needed to play, that was all.

That has always been all. There is nothing more to it, there never has been. She doesn't kill because she wants to, she feels nothing even when she brings the blade down - but she kills because she needs to, its a game and its amusing to see the blood splutter and gush in all directions, even though her dress always get dirtied, and even though she can taste something wet and salty on her tongue, and something hot running down her cheeks, She wonders what it is, but never bothers enough to find out, because she hates the colour red and wants to get clean as soon as possible, and this is just how the world works.


* * *

She sat on a throne, surrounded by a sea of dolls.

"I'm bored." she announced to no one in particular, making a murmur go around the room. This might have been strange if the 'dolls' really were dolls, but in reality, they were the Courtiers of the Queen of Hearts, sovereign ruler of Wonderland, ruling the land with an iron fist clad in a gentle smile and innocent eyes.

To her, they were faceless, nameless dolls. Toys meant for her own amusement that never amounted to anything. Things she broke and threw away as she pleased, because that was just the way of the world she lived in.

And they were all broken. She knew because she had been the person to break them slowly, the gentle smile never fading from her lips even as crimson dripped down them.


"Its boring to play with the same dolls again and again, isn't it, Little Rabbit?" she addressed her favourite doll, and the only one who had a name among the crowd, completely disregarding the others, who shivered as a sweet smile - even sweeter than the normal ones -, which could only mean one thing. The Queen was plotting something, and that something was going to involve a lot of sadism and pure evil.

"But that's fine, just fine. Because new ones will be arriving soon. Will you prepare a message for the Chains? Tell them I want to play a little game."

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Character Portrait: Alde Beriel [Queen of Hearts] Character Portrait: The White Rabbit
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[OOC: Oops, sorry didn't see this place. XD I'll edit the post I did earlier. :L)

White Rabbit


Rabbit jumped in his seat once he realised that it was him that the Queen was addressing. He widened his eyes before mumbling out a reply which sounded very much like, "Yes, C-Certainly... Your Majesty!" Rabbit pitched up his spectacles before discreetly shuffling out of the room, slipping out of the door and taking care to close it quietly afterwards. He tried to make as little noise as possible but despite his efforts the boy still flinched when he heard the lock click into place. His head was reeling from possible ideas of this game the Queen was planning, and that smile... Rabbit was more than aware of the meaning behind such a sweet smile. It always meant that something bad was going to happen.

But he couldn't think of that now, he had a duty to do.

Once he stepped outside, he breathed out a sigh of relief, stress had resided in his stomach during the whole period of the meeting and had accumulated until the end. There was always a tense atmosphere in that certain room but it was understandable, everybody, her Courtiers and White Rabbit himself, was acutely aware of the Queen's short temperature and what could happen if someone was unlucky enough to trigger it. Once he felt an unwinding sensation in the pit of his stomach, he started to walk again. Rabbit then began to quicken his pace until he was at a hurried jog. He then dived onto the floor where a rush of wind wrapped around the boy's whole figure. It then left as suddenly as it came revealing a rabbit with clean white fur walking quickly on its hind legs. The animal's body was bare except for a golden pocket watch dangling from its neck, Rabbit grabbed the watch with his small paw and twitched his nose realising the time.

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Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars
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Absolem / Caterpillar


Absolem's eyes narrowed slightly. Did he say something humorous? No, I don't think I said anything particularly amusing.. she's amusing herself again. Joy. You're too kind to strays Absolem.. Ha, kind. That was funny. He sighed to himself, and stopped mid-step when they came almost nose to nose, stepping back without losing his composure, "Yes, that is what I meant exactly. I also advise, you try not taunt me, you shall find your efforts to be quite..fruitless." He smirked at the cat, her feminine allure had little to no effect on the tall male. Caterpillar probably invented the term prude, or his picture would at least be shown next to the definition in the dictionary. He watched her dramatic display, through the corner of his eyes, but did not stop to stare. He was used to such nonsense. Wonderland was full of that. Only humans were unaware of Cheshire's tricks. Only a human would be surprised. She began talking, and he nodded his head. However, it was such a short gesture, it was questionable if he'd done it at all, "I see, it must come in handy sometimes." He left his statement simply at that. Caterpillar was not known for being a man of emotion. He did not see the world like most males, didn't drool at the first sight of curves. Beauty was not in the body, but the soul, in nature. He saw Cheshire no differently as a female than he did a male, or even a cat. His questions were for small talk and curiousity solely, he had no true motives in his inquisitions..

One would wonder, had he ever experienced love at all? The answer was no. Absolem considered it to be too unstable, like science. Unstable compounds weren't reliable, meaning he could not rely on loving someone or someone loving him. He noticed the look in her eyes, then to where Cheshire was looking, "N-no way.. Don't even continue that thought." he stammered, his well kept, stone walls shaken a bit. Infront of the cat his composure cracked, but only for a moment, before his expression returned to ice. Frozen and unforgiving. "Your legs are not broken. You can very well walk on your own." He stated flatly. His tone was cold, as was his facial features. This cat.. might just very well be the end of my last strand of sanity..

He ran his fingers through his hair again, "Over halfway there." he reassured Cheshire, unsure of which gender to call the cat at any given moment, he could become a she within seconds, or vice versa. It was confusing, like the ultimate riddle. His eyes sparked with interest. The ultimate riddle eh? I'll figure this kid out. Truth be told, Absolem didn't know how old Cheshire truly was, but they looked younger than him in human form, so he assumed he was older than her. But we all know what happens when one assumes.. Before he knew it, they were at the entrance to the Palace, "When.." he finished it before he nearly began, this was Wonderland afterall. Nothing ever is as it seems. Something that appeared to be quite a far distance away could quite possibly be right infront of your nose, "Well, no time to prepare a riddle.. blast it all."

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Character Portrait: Alde Beriel [Queen of Hearts] Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars
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Absolem / Caterpillar


Absolem blinked, he wasn't sure why, but Cheshire turned into a male. He shrugged it off easily however. He had bigger fish to fry. He had to get his mind prepared for the Queen. He wasn't a very tolerant person, and her insistence on calling him Caterpillar was disgustingly annoying. His light-pink orbs scanned the Palace. Why did he even show? There had been many times before that he refused the Queens call, simply exhibiting a blind eye to her notices. It probably wouldn't be wise to do it three times in a row, three times and you're out you know. Ha, I rhymed. I'm a poet and I didn't even know it. Haha, alright that's enough. It's corny now. Once was an accident, twice amusing, thrice annoying. He caught a glimpse of Cheshire's impression on his parlor trick, a smug smirk crossing Caterpillar's lips.

Caterpillar just stared for a moment, his expression baffled, and then he snapped out of his embarrassment, which, he didn't allow to claim his face however, "Absolem! Not 'Abs' or that...other name!" he hissed at the cat, his fist clenching softly. What the hell? Abs? Is he mocking me? I've got them, but he's sure as hell never seen them! Cheshire indeed shook his composition again, but with a chew of his lip and a fidget of his hands, he overcame it, walking in after Cheshire. Calm down, it's her you need to worry about. That woman, not yourself, not Cheshire.

He was just about to say something more to Cheshire, when he was startled by the Queen. Instantly he felt her arms around him, a shiver of disgust coursing up his spine, his face turning pale. How can a touch as simple as one such as this, make me physically ill? She is potent in every right.. Absolem stepped three steps away from the Queen after she let go, contemplating escaping, but alas, he could only run for so long, a year possibly? If he kept his wits, a year was quite possible. Though, a year of being a fugitive, or a lifetime of dealing with these brief encounters? He would have to make due.

He forced a smile, his face appearing anything but pleasant, " Oh, I didn't realize just how long it's been.. my it felt like yesterday you were holding me like so.." he hissed out behind his smile, the words attempting to catch in his throat. It only felt like yesterday because your touch is so scarring. I doubt I'll recover if you hug me again, you royal twit.. He hated the Queen, loathed her. Though, on his own, he had nothing he could do to oppose her. He literally almost exploded when he was called out of his original name. His face was red with anger, his fists clenched, but he held his tongue, for his own sake. He jumped from the ground, floating above them to avoid her touch, if she tried to touch him again. He couldn't stand too much of that! Only that blasted rabbit could seem to stand her company, and that is primarily out of fear if you ask me, "My...my Queen, you're quite...generous. How can one refuse you?" His tone leaked sarcasm, but his expression contradicted it perfectly, he now looked quite sincere, dropping back down to his feet, giving her a gracious bow. He was running riddles through his head to keep his head on his shoulders, literally, "Though, I think the rest are quite naughty, me and Cheshire came as soon as we heard! What does this say of the others loyalty to our precious Queen?" he was going to damn the others to hell for leaving him and Cheshire to suffocate in her company.

The maker doesn't want it; the buyer doesn't use it; and the user doesn't see it. What is it? A coffin

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Character Portrait: Alde Beriel [Queen of Hearts] Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars
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#, as written by Bani
If you had to choose between white and black, what would you do?

Would you choose the monotony of kindness?

Or would you let yourself go, seeking only the spice of variety, uncaring of who you hurt on the way?


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Alde giggled.

"It means they show what you are too afraid to." she said happily. She knew both of the men would bristle at that remark, which was good, because Caterpillar's words hurt. Just a little, though. She had gotten used to it, after all. And she wouldn't have it any other way - it was simply too boring otherwise.

She knew they all hated her, but it didn't matter, just as her own feelings didn't. They were all prisoners in a messed up world. She had gotten top of food chain, and she was going to have her fun even if it meant damning all of them by using her position.

Its just what He wants you to do.

She dismissed the foreboding voice in the back of her mind with a practised ease. She had been doing it for far too long to try and listen to it now.

"Or maybe they just think separation makes the heart grow fonder?" she added, sickly sweetness back in place again.

If only you could truly believe that, instead of merely pretending for their benefit.

"Shall we proceed to the Tea Room?" she asked, a delicate eyebrow arching. No one could fault the Queen of Hearts' hospitality - at least, not until they incurred her wrath. Things tended to snowball from there on.

Not waiting for an answer, she glided towards a wall without any doors, calling out, "Kuro, show us to the Tea Garden, please!" as she did so.

Immediately, a portion of the wall - roughly the size of a smaller than normal door, was covered with fluttering blue butterflies, before they flew towards the three, revealing a white door with golden trim that opened as the butterflies disappeared into the opposite wall.

She stepped in the room, beckoning the two Chains in over her shoulder, not bothering to look back.

OOC: Please post in the Tea Garden after this, Caterpillar and Cheshire. Just thought I'd point it out in case you missed the new Place^^;

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Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre
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Destra/Tweedle Dum


He stood before the entrance to the palace, the hand of the Duchess's son in his own, Sinistra and the Duchess herself on either side of him. It hadn't taken them long to get here but now, nobody wanted to be the first to go in.

"Do you suppose we wait for someone to show us in?" he asked. He didn't expect an answer, nor did he get one.

He supposed that he could always just walk in but the Queen might take offence to that and chances were that there would be a horrible punishment involved. No, he was quite content to wait here for as long as it took, let his brother find out what mood the Queen was in. With a sigh he let go of the boy's hand and sit down. After a moment, the Duchess's son joined him and pulled out a book. Silence engulfed the group as the waiting began.


Duchess Sophie

"Now just what is the Queen up to?" the Duchess pondered, "She usually always knows exactly when a visitor arrives."

It was true, she had never been able to work out how the queen did it, she had suspicions of course but needed confirmation.

"It's rude to keep a lady waiting," she said to herself with a giggle, "Then again, she's a lady herself."

She was about to ask Tweedle Dee, or Sinistra as he preferred to be called, what his thoughts on the Queens uncanny ability to know when visitors arrived when she was interupted by a sneeze. She looked over at her boy, glaring, her eyes full of fire and wasn't surprised to see him shift his gaze downward in shame.

"What have I told you about sneezing?" she demanded, storming towards the boy, only to stop as he hid behind Destra. The sight was so adorable her heart melted, with a squeal of delight she rushed towards the boy and swept him up.

"Oh my darling boy," she cried, spining around with glee, "You're just so adorable."

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Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris
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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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Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris
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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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Character Portrait: Yumika "Ivory" Rae
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#, as written by Anise
Ivory it has a familiar ring to it, doesn't it?


Somewhere along the lines, she'd fallen asleep, her forehead pressed to her knees, arms holding her dress appropriately for the situation, but she was definitely asleep. It wasn't until there was a loud commotion that she awoke, rubbing her emerald orbs and stretching her thin porceline arms, "What...did I miss..?" she asked herself, slowly rising to her feet, looking around. This is quite..odd. What is with these strange people..? She tilted her head, standing still, gripping the sides of her dress tightly in order to remain calm. She was visably trembling, she just wasn't very brave. She moved over away from everyone else as far as she could, without keeping out of sight of them. She hated being alone, but she didn't know these people, some of them seemed quite eccentric and scary. These are not the types of people who want to be my friend..they all look so busy. I shouldn't disturb busy people, that makes them rather cranky. She sat back down, sighing. Why...is the only thing I can remember is the word Ivory? She gritted her teeth in resentment. She desparately wanted answers. This wasn't fair.

"I..want to remember..but more than that, I want a friend.." she finally whispered to herself, closing her emerald eyes, "I can give up on remembering, if there was just someone not so scary to talk to.." Ivory was an odd girl, given a friend, you could practically put her through anything, say anything to her, and she would endure it. However, once someone becomes her friend, a very dear friend, no one is allowed to hurt them. She wasn't the type to defend herself, but she would carelessly defend a friend.