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On the Wings of a Dream

Wonderland

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

Anywhere in Wonderland outside the places already specified in the rp.

RolePlayGateway holds sovereignty over Wonderland, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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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

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Wonderland

Anywhere in Wonderland outside the places already specified in the rp.

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Wonderland is a part of On the Wings of a Dream.

17 Characters Here

Cheshire [59] The Grim Grinner
Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars [50] Who are you? I can't help you if you don't even know who you are, stupid.
Isaiah "Grey" Gris [47] "Still painting flowers"
Jabberwocky Discordia [20] We are Leigon. For we are many.
Duchess Sophie Vespre [12] "Sit down and enjoy the pepper"
Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato [9] "Being twins does not make us the same person"
Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato [9] "I'm innocent, I swear!"
Dormouse [8] "We've been waiting,"

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Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce
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Absolem / Caterpillar


Absolem sniggered at the youth’s response, a fulfilled smirk crossing his pastel lips. His eyes closed calmly as if he had time to be lighthearted and aloof. Absolem was compassionate when he sought to be, but also quite roguish and punishing when the condition called for such conduct. “ But of course.. ” Absolem retorted in a soothing tone, amused with the boy’s uneasy shift of his body. Do I make you this jumpy? Please don’t make it mind-numbingly easy! Absolem laughed softly to himself, shaking his head at the boy. He is too innocent. I am afraid this game of the Queen’s is going to destroy him entirely.. Absolem ran a hand through the boy’s blonde hair absentmindedly, a dark blush crossing his face when he was clung to. W-what do you think you are doing!? He didn't realize what the boy was dreaming about, but oddly he resembled a tree very well. However, if Grey told him that’s why he nuzzled the older man in his sleep, he’d be paying a disastrous price for embarrassing him so on accident. Absolem went openmouthed when abruptly stirred by Cheshire’s closer voice. I probably need to grab a book of riddles, leave, crawl under a rock and commence dying. This is cruel and unusual torture. He never actually ‘slept’ in the company of others, especially bearing in mind the Jabberwocky was stirring around. He instantly tried to wriggle his frame free of the blonde, “ I swear I’ll rip you apart if I get out of this death grip.. ” his snarled at the cat in irritation and masked humiliation, much like a sibling whom got teased for having being caught with an significant other. However, this made the feline lucky. Had it been anyone else, it would’ve resulted in a much more violent and messy intent. If he actually ever succeeded in catching and restraining Cheshire, he already had his plan long decided. I’ll shave off all your hair, fur, whatever that is… then I’ll rip you apart.. not that it would do much good.. He silently chuckled at the idea, letting the situation slide for now. “ Congratulations on cheating death.. ” Absolem smirked, trying to regain some of his rapidly fading dignity. He'd definitely punish Grey. One way or another, he would get revenge for this misunderstanding. “ How many of your nine lives are left? ” he teased, trying to overlook his… homosexual incident. Then he looked between Rhia and Cheshire, eyes sparkling with a hint of entertainment across his features, “ Kiss and make up yet? ” the man quirked an eyebrow amused. He seemed to enjoy making Grey and Rhia uncomfortable, meanwhile possibiliy irritating the feline. It was great fun annoying three people at once without fear of repercussions.

Rhia


Rhia opened her mouth to say something, but promptly sealed it shut, jerking when he nicknamed her princess, “ D-don’t call me that! “ she protests aloud, but was almost immediately silenced by his subsequent action. Her eyes widened quite noticeably when he wiped her tears away, biting her bottom lip. She further dries her face, jolting her head in the ‘no’ motion, “ I-I’m not! ” she stammers in denial, tensing in recognition that she was succumbing to her fragility, conveying it recklessly in front of Cheshire. She wanted to kick herself for being so blind to her burst of irrational behavior. She clenches her eyes shut before whirling around so her back faced him. She plead her diminutive aquamarine hair was sufficient to obscure it from his line of vision, but her cheeks were deeply flushed. This isn’t fair! Quit saying overwhelming things.. I can’t cope with it right now. I thought you died because of us! “ Well you could have. ” She mumbled defiantly. He wants to celebrate after getting mauled? What is wrong with his inner function? She ran a hand through her hair, trying to calm her embarrassment before he noticed. He’d never let her live it down. Rhia went wide eyed when twirled to reface Absolem’s house, opening her mouth once again as if to tell him something, but closing it for the second time. He’ll see soon enough for himself I suppose. She dropped her head, letting him yell at the mint man and the blonde. She was beginning to feel more and more regret as to the method in which she apologized. The longer she had to think about it, the more distressing the thought was. I did something embarrassing again.. crap. Well, now Cheshire will get to make fun of Absolem for the rest of his days about being homosexual.. maybe he will overlook me?

Rhia braved the hand holding nicely for such an physically introverted person, though it all went downhill when he stopped pulling her along. Gradually she sensed herself tensing up once he had stopped at the door, internally praying he’d just continue on into the house. She peered up at him apprehensively. Oh god, what now? I didn’t say anything! That nosy look on his face was unraveling her confidence. Just why are you staring at me like that for? We have two days until the games, not to mention the Jabberwocky appears to have a peculiar vendetta with you! Her gaze softened, becoming a little composed and more laidback. She opened he mouth to protest, but before she uttered a single syllable, she discovered they were temple-to-temple. Her face shifted between shades of pink, completely taken off guard, “ W-what do you mean by that!? ” she asks alarmed by the vagueness of his words. Physical action?! Is everyone from Wonderland a pervert? First, Absolem threatening to discipline Grey, then, Cheshire shifting chillingly close to her? She was unsure what he was referring to, but she decided to give him a minute of her trust. She blinks a few times, bewilderment crossing her features before shock overtook her expression, rendering her speechless. She was at a loss of words. It took her a moment to register she was allowed to move freely once he let go, but she quivered previous to adverting her gaze, “ Idiot.. ” she stated barely audible. She didn't mean it, insulting him was just how she coped with embarrassment. Rhia blinked a bit, hearing something inside of her head; -W-what do you think you are doing!?- She looked around, it was Absolem’s voice inside of her head..? She strained to keep her mind off it, but it was problematic to overlook something as concerning as that. What did Cheshire do..?

Rhia made a face at Cheshire, a sulky expression following. Today was still stressing her out, she felt the need to reflect on it and learn how to not repeat the mistakes made, but his major concern was having splendid time and it seemed he was enjoying himself in adding onto her list of stressful thoughts. No wonder he transforms so much.. he’s worse than a woman or man so he has to be both. That’s the only way to describe this walking enigmatic existence. She sighed when he burst out laughing, “ I tried to tell you sooner.. ” she muttered, walking to one of the empty couches, returning to her defensive, distant persona once under the other male individuals range of acknowledgement .

-I’ll shave off all your hair, fur, whatever that is…then I’ll rip you apart.. not that it would do much good- Rhia stirred again, feeling even further distraught. Am I.. hearing Absolem’s thoughts? She decided to test the theory, “ Absolem, does your revenge consist of shearing Cheshire’s hair..err..Fur? Whichever it is..? ”

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Cheshire

"I swear I’ll rip you apart if I get out of this death grip.." Absolem's words only added to Cheshire's merriment as he struggled to catch his breath. He had managed to sit up and was now clutching his stomach in agonizing amusement. Laughter definitely wasn't a friend. He grimaced, attempting to calm down as Absolem flailed in the boy's grasp. "Death grip indeed," he snickered, fighting off an other surge of hilarity, "Careful. If he hugs you any tighter I fear it may prove lethal." He turned his attention towards Rhia, who slumped pass him and jabbed a thumb at the pair, "No wonder you were so quick to meet me. They've been at it the whole time, haven't they?"

Cheshire's grin matched Absolem's snarl as he mustered his wits. Gruesome as the past hours have been, being back in this familiar territory was marvelous. Slowly, he stood, taking his time to place himself against the wall. "Thanks," Cheshire sighed as Absolem congratulated him. He folded his arms as a sarcastic smirk ghosted his lips, "You always had a way with words. You make it sound so much better than what actually occurred." His tone quieted somewhat upon returning to the numerous beasts he slaughtered, adding more fuel to Jabberwockey's flame. Hard as he tried, he couldn't rid himself of the blame he carried, knowing he aided in the Plague's contract or the bruising he took to his pride upon running. He shook his head and met Absolem's gaze. He could brood later. Now was the time to 'live it up'. He was alive and so were they.

"Do you take me for a housecat?" he scoffed, feigning insult, "I have more lives than you can imagine, Abs. Some might even go as far as saying I'm immortal." He caught Caterpillar's inquiring gaze and couldn't help but chuckle. He strode over to Rhia and plopped down onto the arm of the couch, giving them enough space as not to cause too much discomfort. Not only was it an excuse to bring about that forbidden tint to her cheeks, but it was a covert way for him to sink into something soft and restful. "Mmhm," he managed to mumble, waving his hand dismissively, sinking into the plush, "You can ask the girl all the scandalous details.." Maybe celebrating could wait. His body was begging for sleep and his eyes had nearly shut when Rhia asked of Absolem's revenge concerning his fur. He opened a narrowed eye, darting it between Caterpillar and the girl, "What's this about my fur..?" his voice growled into the couch.

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Rhia


Rhia immediately raised her hands from the couch, “W-what do you mean by that?” she inquired getting uneasy. They’ve been at what the whole time..? She shook her head trying to recapture control over her thoughts, “The embracing? That started not too long before you arrived actually. We wanted Absolem to take a breather because he looked beat.. they both got pretty overworked.. Grey lost consciousness and Absolem looked pretty ill before he ate.” Rhia took a deep inhalation afterwards. She definitely overreacted; her panicked reaction was evidence enough.

She yawned softly, blushing a dim shade of pink subsequently. Her world was upside down. Strength was hard to show in these conditions. She was still adapting. She wasn’t even sure if what happened earlier was her new ability. She knew the two of the Chains were talking, but their words were blurred, incoherent to her ears. Too much happened recently. She couldn’t remember anything about herself, she woke up in an empty hall alone, then she met Cheshire. She got angry at Cheshire’s forward and insistent attitude, he left her alone, he returned and she met Caterpillar and Grey, then Jabberwocky attacked Cheshire and she had to go on the run with Absolem, then Cheshire thankfully returned, then he embarrassed her.. and now everything was normal?? She just wanted sleep again.. partake in something effortless and serene. I don’t know how to feel. I can’t tell the difference between who I am and who everyone wants me to be anymore.. but did I really know who I was in the first place?

She felt her face ignite into a glow of bright pink when she suddenly noticed Cheshire was closer to her, much closer than he was before she indulged in her thoughts. When did he come over here? She subconsciously chews on her thumbnail timidly, not breaking the nail, but just trying to release her nervousness on something else in a nonchalant manner. Her eyes shifted upon the room, pretending to examine it. She was calming down until Cheshire’s words broke through her attempts, “W-what scandalous details!?” she squeaked out in a startled, disbelieving voice, “N-nothing happened! Don’t give people impressions like that!” she snapped in a flustered tone, scooting towards the opposite arm of the couch that the two of them were on. Why would you say something like that!? Rhia pouted, resting her head against the one not inhabited by a chain bent of destroying her mental stability, “I dunno. I heard it somehow.” She shrugs. She wasn’t about to admit it was inside her head, especially more than once. She wasn’t raving mad! They’d definitely tease her for going crazy and starting to hear ‘voices’ in her head, “M-maybe I imagined it..” she tried to brush it off, biting her bottom lip nervously. Definitely can’t admit to hearing voices.. Cheshire would tease me or even worse, he might get even more worried about me.. I worry him enough as it is..

Thankfully the next event drew attention off of her and onto Grey before the situation about her hearing Absolem's thoughts in her head or perhaps even the possibility of the two chains brawling in the floor got out of hand. Though, she jumped out of her skin when he moved so suddenly, hiding her face in the unoccupied arm of the couch. Please tell me they were both too busy focusing on Grey and didn’t realize that I got startled so girlishly? She gripped onto the arm of the couch, Grey’s behavior was concerning her. He was so much more composed than her, just what would she go through?

Die? When did he come close to dying? She couldn’t help her inquisitiveness, but she knew now wasn’t the time for her to speak up. This was Absolem’s problem, his business. Not hers or Cheshire’s. She gave him a look to not intervene, hoping he caught on. It was tough enough to face him once due to her rosy cheeks undesirably being on display in the process. She knew she couldn’t do it twice. She returned her face to the vacant arm, nuzzling against it tiredly, trying to not be concerned with Grey. He’s frightening me.. am I going to break down like that? It looks painful, lonely..

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Absolem / Caterpillar


Absolem visibly twitched in his frustration at Cheshire. Damn cat quit laughing at me or I’ll finish what the Jabberwocky began! He was about to shout out a few insults, however his disposition calmed as he noticed Cheshire’s contorted expression, a smirk replacing Absolem’s signature frown when the feline seemed to have overexerted his wounds, his cold eyes glistening with their own delight, “Did you brush your wounds the wrong way~?” He teased in a ‘baby talk’ voice, or at least, his best attempt of one, “Despite common belief I’m not in as poor health as many think. I’m sturdier than porcelain glass.” The green haired man hisses, still in attempt to worm himself free of his contractor. He twitched a bit, snapping instantly, “At it!? What are you accusing me of!?” His face was furious, red. Almost as if he’d used the forbidden nickname.

“I could’ve worded it quite more exquisitely if I wasn’t exhausted and having gained an extra hundred pounds suddenly.” He ushers towards the sleeping Grey, then decides to taunt Cheshire, “Who knows, maybe there would have been a nice dinner waiting..” but he shrugs with an aloof nature just after using a hopeful, depressed tone. He was trying to irritate him in return, “Oh well. Do help yourself to soup. I figured you probably forgot to feed the poor child so I took the liberty in cooking.” He ran a hand through his now quite knotted green locks before returning his attention back to the feline, “You saved your contractor, that’s heroic enough I suppose. Considering this game, that’s all that matters for the moment.” He closed his eyes, shaking his head, “Would you rather me speak of your failures? I can bring out the old scrapbooks.. I’m sure Rhia would love to see..”

Absolem blinked, deciding to play along and follow in Cheshire’s display, feigning an uninformed disposition, “You’re not the Queen’s housecat?!” he inquires in false astonishment, mocking Cheshire, “Good, the only pet she’d be capable of keeping would most surely have to be immortal.” Absolem raised an eyebrow at the two. Something seems.. different about these two. Did something happen outside? Now this is curious indeed, very entertaining seeing Cheshire behave this way. I will have to pay much closer attention.. Absolem chuckled a bit, watching the girl’s face light up like a Christmas tree. One could surely fry an egg on her face by this point. So that’s how it is.. Typical female. He saved her life and now she’s gawking and fawning over him subconsciously? Don’t tell me he chose this feeble of a contractor.. Cheshire just what did you base your decision on? The green haired man sighed to himself, laying back and closing his eyes, “Are you two taking this serious or simply kicking it back and romancing..?” he asked exasperated with a hardly noticeable indication of concern. His eyebrows raised as Cheshire was informed of his thoughts, “Ah, I see she may prove useful yet! She snuck her way into my thoughts, it won’t happen again I assure you..” his jaw was tense, a bit angered that he’d for once been clearly bested, “I thought about shaving it if you ever anger me.. your new toy invaded my thoughts without permission.”

Absolem was actually almost asleep until Grey shot across the room and under a table. He sat up slowly, walking over to the other male regardless. He’s still asleep technically isn’t he? He sighed, deciding to try and calm down his own contractor. Apparently he was coping as well. How much was Grey silently enduring for him? Am I being selfish expecting so much from him?

He knelt down slowly infront of the boy, hand outstretched, for once, a full smile across his features. Absolem looked gentle and kindhearted as he spoke in a soothing voice, “Come on out. It’s me, Absolem.. I’ve been here the whole time..you were hugging me!” he chuckled, “Wake up Grey, you’re still having a nightmare.” He cooed gently, slowly reaching to touch the other male’s cheek reassuringly.

“You’re alive for the same reason Rhia is. You're alive because as long as me and Cheshire are here to protect you and Rhia, you’re both going to be fine. As much as we disagree I am sure by now he can agree with me on that.” Do I really care about leaving Wonderland? Leaving this poor child to become a chain without guidance? Though.. if we lose.. I’ll be imprisoned and never see the poor thing anyhow..
Absolem withdrew his hand, knowing it might only unset Grey further. “If I was trying to harm you, I would have already now wouldn’t I?” He tried to reason with the boy, “Here, I’ll prove it’s me…” He closed his eyes pondering for a moment before biting his bottom lip, jerking back to liveliness and a comforting expression after an idea hit him.

“If I’m not Absolem.. how would I know the first riddle he ever asked you? It definitely was; 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 smiled satisfied with his approach. Tease my child and someone shall be missing a hand.. he’s been so brave and loyal until now.. “Or would I know about the punishment threats?”

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Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce Character Portrait: Eve V. Kimberly
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Isaiah "Grey" Gris

One of the figures was coming towards him, that definitely wasn't allowed. Heart pounding he tried to scramble away but got caught in the legs of the chairs around the table. He winced as the figure reached out towards him, it was speaking but the words made no sense. He was preparing to bite the hand and it drew closer to his face when something caught his eye, the figure had green hair, mint green hair.

"Wh-which hand is your left," Grey said with a nervous smile as Absolem brought up the first riddle he'd ever asked, "That would be the easy answer."

He didn't bring up the punishments, he was curious what Absolem had in store but decided that could wait till later. Slowly he crawled out from under the table and rubbed his eyes, looking down at the ground. He was sure that he looked a dreadful sight. His hair would be a tangled mess and his eyes would be red. He was embarassed that Rhia, Cheshire and Absolem had seen him act like that but more than that he was mad at how badly the dream had upset and affected him. Closing his eyes he placed his head in his hands and tried to refocus, he didn't want to appear weak infront of Absolem, it would be letting the man down. No matter how hard he tried though he kept seeing images of all those bodies surrounding him and other aspects of the dream, each time they would make him shudder and the tears would threaten to well up again. He cursed himself for not being stronger

"I'm so sorry Absolem," he said, refusing to look the man in the eye, "You're probably regretting your choice of such a weak person to contract with. I'm sorry that I've let you down."

Would Absolem want to replace him? Perhaps things would be better that way, at least then the man might win. In Grey's opinion that was all that really mattered now.


Sinistra/Tweedle Dee

Sinistra watched silently as Moonlight began to attack the dummy. It appeared that she had some skill and she was fast. Watching her dance and weave around the dummy reminded him of how Destra fought when he wasn't thowing his knives around. That was something Sinistra had always admired about his brother, the way he could be standing perfectly still one moment and then would become an elegant whirlwind of blades the next.

"I think that was pretty good," he said to Moonlight, carefully taking the rapier from her, "Of course you could always get better, do you use your whole weight when stabbing?"

As far as styles go he could see that Moonlight had a lot to work with but the question was, did she have the imagination to bring out its potential?

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Moonlight nodded and wiped away her perspiration. She handed the rapier to Sinistra. It appeared that they thought that she was pretty good; that would be enough.

"Um, yeah, usually I just put all my weight into it, but it depends, I guess. Sometimes I let my guard down, and just swipe with my arm." She thought a little more. She thought she could remember more about the classes. "Let's see... I have this faint memory of being beaten easily. So that means I really have to work harder on my fencing."

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Cheshire

He stared at the girl, eyebrows raised. Imagined it? Somehow that didn't seem logical, then again what was in His Wonderland? Did she really hear something or just guess what Absolem was thinking? She'd been in his presence long enough to know his threats, maybe it was just dumb luck. He studied the way she drew her hands to her face, gnawing on her nails. Obviously, it stressed her else she wouldn't be reacting as such, maybe she did hear something. His ears perked as Caterpillar agreed to her statement. Maybe it was her gift? Did she accept him so quickly? He tilted his head at the girl, smirking at her flush. Maybe it was all in her head and that ritual was all she needed to finally accept the contract. Ah, humans..they're so predictable.Turning his attention to Absolem, he opened his mouth to retort but quickly clamped it shut as Grey threw himself under the table. Cheshire immediately tensed and shot up fully alert. "What the hell?!" he shouted angrily, clutching at his sides. The sudden motion startled him and tensing as such hurt. He glared icily at the boy as he rocked back in forth under the table. Pain made him angry and unconsciously reacting to the sudden childish fit of fear made him extremely annoyed. "Oh, I can surely help with that," he hissed under his breath referring to Grey's question of 'Why didn't I die?'

Though, seeing Absolem's sudden take on the situation, he clamped his mouth shut. Livid as he was, seeing Absolem in such a tender state was immediately prioritized. Was he actually comforting the boy? And did he just chuckle? The cat's mouth dropped and for once he was speechless. The tospy-turvy twist on his and Rhia partnership and now the affectionate actions caught between Absolem and Grey was exasperating. He muttered incoherently, turning away, for once too embarrassed to partake on the situation and resumed to laying down. Let him play Mother, it was no concern of his. He glanced over, noting Rhia's silence and met her baleful gaze. He spread his arms in baffled confusion, mouthing the word 'what?' the resumed to pouting. Curling up on the arm of the couch he closes his eyes and tries to block out the odd couple's conversation though his ears twitch as he overhears Absolem's statement: 'You’re alive for the same reason Rhia is. You're alive because as long as me and Cheshire are here to protect you and Rhia, you’re both going to be fine. As much as we disagree I am sure by now he can agree with me on that.' His ears jingled as they lowered upon his head. Who knew taking in strays would carry such responsibility? He thought back on Jabberwockey. The pause was nice, but they would have to resume to figuring out what could be done about the Plague whilst they had the time. He clutched his sides tenderly, remembering the fight and snuggled deeper into the cushion. Could he really protect them when he barely escaped himself? He mentally sighed, Alright, I'll play along. Absolem looked after his child, the least he could do is return the favour.

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Character Portrait: Mad March Character Portrait: Jabberwocky Discordia Character Portrait: Dormouse Character Portrait: The Mad Hatter
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#, as written by Grahf
Bacon? MMm.

While the three beasts guarded it's pit, the three newest Chains were sent on an errand. Hatter and March were to wander- spreading the taint of Jabberwocky in their wake, infecting new realms and finding more Chains. Doormouse however had instructions of her own; she was to head towards the realm of pepper and pigs, Duchess' home. She would not go alone, with her strode minions of the two conquered realms- Spiderlike tea pots that dribbled steaming ooze from their spouts, large bear-beasts from the forests and a horde of smaller creatures. She lead a small army. Sword at her side she marched, the beings forming ranks behind her.

Jabberwocky itself would resume it's search for that cat; images and memories filled in gaps from the three newest Chains- they told a story of a mushroom land, secret houses that vanished from sight and singing-biting flowers. While none of the three knew EXACTLY where the home of Caterpillar was, they did know in a vague way where it was located. Gina had seen the Cat with the Green haired man, and Jabberwocky had a feeling Absolem may know where Cheshire had gone. Mentally praising the girl for noticing details, ones the beast was too busy to see, Jabberwocky sets off in the direction of the Mushrooms.

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Hatter had changed since drinking the black tea; his gut had rotted right out, as if the stomach had filled with acid and burst. Deep inside his head he knew that it should hurt, but the Jabberwocky had taken away such concerns. Instead he found himself more and more thirsty- but no matter what he drank it just poured right back out through the hole. "This is just unacceptable. Nope. Just won't do." he mutters, trying in vain to hold a hand over the gaping wound as he drank straight from a pot; needless to say he failed, the liquid just running out through gaps. "How is a man supposed to enjoy his tea, when it just falls right back out again?"

March, who had been toying with the pulsing black filled hole in her chest shrugged and paused in her stride "Least you have a heart. I have this...ooze beating away in my chest. This was a nice jacket too." She shook her head, the voice of the monster urging her onward- the fresh Chains still had free-will to a degree, but Jabberwocky controlled how alive they stayed. Should it tire of them it could simply turn them into puppets. "We should never have invited that thing."

Hatter blinks and looks over at his traveling companion "That is most true. It will be removed from tomorrows guest list."

Some things don't change- Madness is one of them.

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Doormouse didn't like her new eyes, they itched. Her old ones kinda worked still, but it was hard to see when she used them- being in her palms and all. The new ones were black, made from the Jabberwocky's own essence- they let her see not only from her point of view but from any of the monstrous horde she walked with. Unnerving, but interesting. She had initially hoped to go with Hatter on his easy walking mission, but the beast's voice in her head had other plans. SHe was to lead an army on Duchess' home.

Already the beast had filled her in on her army's abilities; the Pots would act as artillery- lobbing balls of steaming ooze down onto the area, while the smaller creatures would act as infantry and rush in to strike. The bears were her personally vanguard- heavy hitters that would wade into the thick of things to deal massive damage. She could either sit back or join the fray- Jabberwocky had left that upto her. "Duchess never did me wrong, but never did me good either." she yawns, looking about for familiar landmarks. It would be a long walk, she was already sleepy.

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"Why do you wanna hurt everybody?" Gina asked the doll, sitting on her little beach. She had joined willingly with the monster, and had since been treated good. She saw some of what happened and heard most, but the beast's mind remained locked from her.

"I just want to go H͈̜̼͒ͫ́͆ͦ͒̀O̔҉̥̥̥̘̥͓̳͍M̼͔̟̏̀͂ͨ͌̑͞Ë́͏͕͙̹͉̦́." it replied, oozing through her fingers to pool on the sand like melted ice cream. "This world is not mine, it belongs to a S̸̶͔̪̩͎̔ͫP̜̞͕̮͖̦̭̀͐͗ͦͦ́͡Õ̱͚̘̥̟̲̠̬̗ͮ̈̀͜I͍̲̞͙̝̺̠̝̍̐̅̎́͘͢ͅL̢̙͔̘̙͇̻̮̳͋̇̈́͘͞E̸͔̝͔͚̺̣̐̈́̐Ḍ̛̻͙̪̳̝̺͎̑͊̎͐͆͂̅͟ ̵̘̟̪̥͚͍̙ͣ̊̍̂̅͆̚B͉͙̬͖̺̟̜͙̭̂̀R̝̰ͧ̀͑̅͗̊͐͡A̪͕̣͎̟̍T̳̙̝̝̮̼̤̬̙̍͗̍͡. She treats this as her personal T͇̖͖͙̣͚͌̋̿ͯ͂ͧ͑́O̼͕͊̎͐̑͊Y̨͙̼͎͖̫̫̰̜̍ ̸̢̭̰ͫ̍̐̾̍͛̄ͥB̠͌ͯ̾̽͋̓̈́̀͘O̫̝̲ͨ͒̀X̷̭̪̯̝̝̘̬̳͂͆̅͂͊̎ͯ̚." at times when emotion seeped into it's voice it scared Gina, sounding like a crowd talking all at once. It's voice was so odd, never the same- like it was made of thousands of people.

"I wanna go home too. I'll help you, so we can both go home." she smiled at the goo, as it reformed into her dolls again.

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Absolem frowned a bit, raising an eyebrow. Bite me and it shall be the last thing you do Grey. He mentally warned the blonde, twitching a bit in irritation. How did I sign up for this babysitting job anyway? He desperately wanted to give the Queen a piece of his mind, but that wouldn’t end well for him or the child so he kept his thin lips clamped shut until the boy calmed. He nodded a bit. That’s better. Now you’re behaving.

“Good, so now you realize it’s me.” Absolem grinned at Grey, smiling at him as reassuringly as possible, “See. Absolem.” He chuckled, trying his best to keep up his kind façade. He wanted so much to taunt and tease the boy, but he couldn’t.. it would only make things much worse.

Absolem ruffled up Grey’s hair, rolling his eyes. Humans were so fragile. What did he think was attacking him while sleeping in my home? Doesn’t he realize just how difficult it is to penetrate the walls of my home? He dared Cheshire to taunt Grey, this wasn’t the time, as tempting as it was.

Absolem sighed a bit to himself, shaking his head at the blonde, “Even if I were to regret it, it’s too late for something as futile as that. I however, do not and shall not. So don’t even fret on such silly things.” He smirks at the blonde, “Now, regain your composure and pride. Take a deep breath and calm down..”

Why would I want to replace him? With whom? Humans are such touchy creatures. Who does he take me for? I’m much too accustomed to him already.

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Rhia opened one eye, snickering aloud at Cheshire’s reaction to Grey, “Scardy cat.” She smirked at him, satisfied with his embarrassing behavior. That’s what you get. She giggled a bit before finally she wiped her eyes, “You’re too jumpy.” She grinned at him, nuzzling the couch with a yawn. For once she was in a good mood while tired. Perhaps being in the soft couch brightened her mood? She stretched before giggling again, “Calm down, we all have nightmares..” she mumbled rubbing her eyes sleepily.

Rhia just blinked watching Grey. His behavior made her nervous. Was this supposed to happen to her? Was she going to react like that? These thoughts constantly posed a threat to her pride and nagged at her subconscious. She ignored it when Grey came to, closing her eyes trying to pretend she’d never seen what happened. I know what it’s like to feel so humiliated you wouild rather die, I won’t make fun of you or acknowledge it.. I’m not strong either, don’t fret. We’re going to have to grow according to this game, both of us, all four of us honestly.

She was also trying to ignore Cheshire who smirked when his taunting proved successful. I’ll push you off the couch.. she mumbled to herself. I won’t feel bad, you’re androgynous. She rubbed her temple with her fingers, trying to not get too irritated as she remained curled up in her corner of the couch. Her blue hair rested against the arm of the sofa that she’d claimed, letting the other pair have ‘a moment’ to themselves, as if she wasn’t present in the first place.


Rhia rolled her eyes when he seemed to not catch her drift, mouthing back the words; ‘forget it..’ she laughed aloud when he began to pout again, “I think I can get used to this..” she yawns, closing her eyes and actually attempting to go to sleep, not fighting it like before. I’m too tired to play it tough..and it feels so cozy here.. It took a few moments, but before Absolem even began to mention why her and Grey would be safe, she was breathing softly, aqua bangs sliding over her eyes.

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His ears twitched and he opened his eyes. Scardy cat? Did I hear that right? Slowly he pushed himself up and turned back and faced Rhia. He was about to give her mouthful of how wrong she was, but was caught off guard by her reaction. She was enjoying herself, which was strange. Was she pleased that Grey had cracked? He tilted his head. Her giggling could mean anything. He was used to her being quiet and fidgety, not so relaxed and..taunting? Was she actually taunting him? His pout slowly transformed into a small smirk. You little minx..

He let her comments slide, actually finding them amusing, regardless if it was at his expense. The girl had back bone that was certain, she needed to get in the habit of showing it more. He turned away and sank back into the cushion, starring at the odd couple who still were on the floor. His nose scrunched when he overheard Grey's dream of Jabberwockey and could stay quiet no longer. He let the two have a moment, but now wasn't the time to play nice. The boy would have to grow a pair and if Absolem wasn't able to help with that fact, he'd take it on himself. "You have a right to be scared, boy. Your dream could very well happen," Cheshire crossed his arms and locked his eyes on the child, glancing every now and again at Absolem. Irritation was present in his tone, but he didn't care, "The Plague is out there as we speak, corrupting and getting stronger. If you wish to survive, or for any of us to survive, toughen up. Do you think Jabberwockey is merciful? I made it back, but just barely. His power is.." His voice trails off as his mind slips back to the fight. Horrible..It's just horrible.. He shakes his head and returns back to the conversation, "Is unimaginable. So. if you really want to help, I need to know we can trust you. You are not my responsibility, child, but I will protect you. Will you protect us or will you crack?"

He let his speech sink in. He knew he was being harsh, but from what he saw of the boy, he needed it. Playing nice, pretending everything was going to be ok wasn't going to help any of them. He hated living a lie, and judging by the irritation in Absolem's face, he could see the Chain possibly felt the same way. He just hoped he didn't anger the Caterpillar too badly. He rests his eyes upon Absolem now, his anger and irritation used up, "I took refuge with the Duchess and luckily The Beast didn't follow me. Before I left I asked her to send word of Jabberwockey's freedom. Hopefully she did. We need to gather everyone and take The Plague out. As is, it'll pick us off one by one," He gazed around at the trio, he was completely serious, for once, not a crack of amusement ghosted his frame, "This isn't something that will go away and leave us alone. Abs, you know this. And as heroic and powerful and cool as I am, my claws and teeth only go so far. We need the vorpal blade." To tell the truth, the though of coming up against Jabberwockey both excited and terrified Cheshire. He had looked death in the eye and survived, not many come out of situations like that completely fine, but his Wonderland was at stake. Not just his child or himself, or the others, his entire world and he would fight for it.

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Siege

Doormouse launched her strike- From the woods would come a hiss...then a rapid 'pop'ing- as hundreds of objects sail into the air...and down in an arc onto Duchess' home. Where they impacted the wood would crack, and splinter as the balls of black goo had been pressurized by the Spiderpots. The balls would then melt back into gel, and seek entry. There were those that missed, impacting in the surrounding yard- taking out pigs and lawn decoration in the process. The Spiderpots pause the strike, reloading. In the pause Doormouse calls from the thick woods-

"Duchess, it's time to come out and give up. If you do, no harm will come to you or those within- we only want to M̨̋̈́͊ͯ̑̀̍ͧ̏҉̵̹̙̖̳̘̠̲A̭͎̼̱̰͇͓͔̾ͦͩ̔̒͑ͧͦ̚͜K̝̜͈̜̑̄ͧͬ͢͝E̖̥͕̦̪͎̘͓̱͐͂͘ ̶̱̰̜̄̍Ư̸̤̱̗̭̬̼̑ͭ̿ͨͫͧͤS̪̩̲̝ͧ̈̀ ̩̼̩̼̗͕͙͈̂ͩẆ̡̻̠͐̃͊̆͛͌͂͡Ḣͫ҉̻͚̜̩̤̲Ȯ̶̻̳͔͚͔͖͖̜͙ͥ̀͞L̨̜̳͑̓̒͟Eͪ̊͊̅͂ͦ͏̴̛̣̹͕̖̞̺̳̘!" the voice ends with splitting laughter, the sound cracking into multiple voices. Jabberwocky was having fun.

The next salvo comes just as the first- slamming into the home, cracking and splintering the roof. The goo-balls would drip their way into the building quickly, or the roof would simply give out. Either way, should Duchess and her girl remain inside they were doomed.

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Doormouse sneezed, due to her hyper sensitive senses she could not come any closer to the house- the pepper was too much. She was using the eyes of several mutated squirrels- perched on branches facing the besieged home. Through them she watched the rain of balls, and recalculated the aim for the Spiderpots. The weapons were Hatter's design- meant to fire tea into part guest's mouths as they made their way TO the party "So no one has to wait to be served."

She sighed, thinking of Hatter; alone with March...that loon. She hated March so much, thinking that the Hare was trying to make the moves on Hatter- of whom Doormouse was in love. The simple fact that Jabberwocky had paired the two of them up, while sending her to this terribly peppery place was just wrong. But the voice in her head sent such thoughts away- instead filling her with the idea that it was DUCHESS who wanted Hatter...that she had him locked in that house of hers right now!

"You let my man go now!" she screamed, signaling the next wave of the attack- the bears.

Monstrous in size, the bears had been mutating since Jabberwocky first took them- changing them into thick hided monsters of fury. The massive beasts were further aided by a Spiderpot clinging to each one's back- creating an organic tank. The fur was gone, as was the skin, replaced by a thick layer of chitin; like that of a bug. Massive claws stab out from the paws, while elongated jaws are tightly packed by several rows of teeth- all sharp and twisted.

Twenty of them ran from the forest...towards the home, while a third strike came overhead from the Spiderpots left in reserve.

But was Duchess even home?

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Absolem stood and laughed at Grey, wiping off his pants with a snicker, “Good, now you’ve calmed down.” He smirked, slowly slipping back into his aloof and uncaring nature. He looked to Rhia for a moment who seemed to be sleeping, tilting his head perplexed, “How can she sleep so peacefully at a time like this?”

“I see, but soon, we do not have the luxury to make such mistakes about reality, so you need to learn the difference. It could prove between life and death.” Absolem warned.

Absolem ran a hand through his hair, “Cheshire is quite right, it is possible. I won’t lie. Apparently my reassurance isn’t very helpful so far, but I wanted to keep you as innocent as long as I could, in two days you will find yourself in a whole new world and I doubt you will appreciate any of it.” His pink eyes shifted between the cat and Grey, not at all affected by his contractor being spoken to so harshly, “It’s my job to inform you, which I planned to eventually, but it seems he’s beaten me once again.” Absolem shrugs indifferently.

“It’s quite alright, you meant well I suppose..” but his eyes flickered to a more dangerous expression, “But I’m not the type to submit to anyone.. remember that .” Absolem was telling the truth, he never truly submitted to the Queen, he found his own way of doing things, adding his personality into everything he does. He was never loyal to her.

“I’m terrified. You weight a whole one hundred pounds?” he asked raising his eyebrow at the other male mockingly, “I doubt that can keep me anywhere long.” He stated honestly, smirking at the other male, “Besides, I’m sure Cheshire is quite sick of the cuddling.. but I will rest soon, I assure you. We all should, especially Cheshire and his wounds.” Absolem smirks at Cheshire tauntingly, eyes sparkling with a taunting look as he gazes upon the cat. You’ve been rather touchy with my contractor, are you that brutally blunt with her? His gaze turned to the sleeping girl, then he shook his head, rolling his eyes, “There are enough bedrooms for everyone, unless we truly want to have a girly sleepover in the livingroom.”

Absolem’s face became disgusted the second he mentioned Duchess. Although more refined than most, Absolem couldn’t exactly say he was fond of her. She was loud and overly dramatic. He could do without. Cheshire at least had a somewhat calm and mellow air about him, “Ugh. Only because I do not wish to regrow my mushroom patch from scratch and it would be bothersome to let that plague run around as if it owns the place.” He sighs softly, running a hand through his hair, silently laughing at the cat, nodding his head in agreement, “As much as I feel extreme animosity towards most of our fellow Wonderland residents, I must agree with you on this. We do need as many as we can get.. and the Vorpal Blade.”

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Rhia


Rhia was already giving into sleep by the time he reacted to her playful teasing. She slept peacefully through their discussion of the Jabberwocky, breathing slowly, steadily, far to peacefully for the situation at hand. She curled up even further against her claimed arm of the couch, aquamarine lovks falling to conceal her face as she shifted ever so slightly. She had been tired when she’d called him a scardy cat, whether she meant it or would even support her decision to playfully jab at the cat when she awoke was fickle. She was emotionally jumping to extremes constantly, even when she played it cool for him on the outside. Though she proved in the hall she was proficient at playing it cool and relaxing when it was called for. When it was dangerous. When she took the situation seriously, she wasn’t going to freak out and chicken out. Even if she was scared, losing, trapped. As long as she could move, she’d push on further, she’d continue to think, to plan, to attempt escape and understanding. Sure Absolem and Grey got to see her torn up, but that was because she thought Cheshire was dead. Cheshire saved her from the hall. He saved her from the Jabberwocky. She owed him a lot. She owed it to him to be brave.. and all of her worries she would be inadequate were somehow standing outside waiting for her, outside of her dreams. Unlike Grey, when she slept, she wasn’t one to have nightmares often.

--- Rhia Dream ---

- She was back in her world, but the faces, the details were blurred, she couldn't make out much of anything, the world around her was zooming past her in every direction, the streets were filled with people but no one she could recall. Where was she? There were flashing lights, large machines zooming by on a concrete road. There were tall buildings. Where was she? She looked around curiously, trying to figure it out. Where am I? Where is Cheshire, Absolem and Grey? She was curious, getting a bit anxious, but this place felt so familiar so she wasn't scared or panicing. Why does this feel so familiar? -

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He kept his position, eyeing the odd pair. It did surprise him a bit, how indifferent Absolem was to his little outburst, considering when he first met the boy Caterpillar was like a walking barrier for the child. Maybe, he finally realized playing nice wasn't what it was cut out to be. He looked to the sleeping girl, a small smirk upon his lips again. It had taken some time, hell it had taken nearly his life, but he had managed to get on the girl's good side. And I never had to play nice. His pride was definitely soaring, after surviving the Beast and patching things up with Rhia. He felt good, especially now when he could very well rub it in Caterpillar's face how he had the better child. He snickered to himself, imagining how that childish shindig would go down and kept the thought to himself. Though amusing as it may be, now was not the time for showing off, even if he did hold better cards. For now, he needed everyone to work together and and figure out what to do.

He let Caterpillar rant and explain things to the boy as he found himself succumbing to the couch cushions once more. He could feel Absolem's mocking eyes on him, but was too tired to meet them. Even when Absolem poked at his current state, his eyes just slowly closed. The Chain was right. He was exhausted. He didn't realize how worn out and how sore he was, what with all the excitement of the reunion. His brushed his fingers gently across his bloodied bandages and sighed. Though hours had passed since his battle the wounds still felt fresh. He grimaced mentally and slowly curled himself into a ball. He hoped he would find himself feeling better after resting a bit. What good was an injured Chain to a dying world?

"I'm fine with the girlishly sleeping.." Cheshire managed to mumble. Now that he was laying down, he knew he wasn't getting up. He was far too tired and sore. Besides, he didn't want to leave the girl's side. He knew he was in a safe heaven for now, but the thought of Jabberwocky separating them again made him uncomfortable. Finally giving in to unconsciousness, he crashes, his last thought a prayer that the boy's dream was just a dream and not some horrible premonition. Losing what he had now was unacceptable.

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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 Character Portrait: Dormouse
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Clash

The forces met with a roar of savagery- the bears easily shredding the children, weapons or not..they were just no threat. Within moments of bursting from the door the yard would be littered with shredded limbs and gore. During the battle a continuous bombardment from the Spiderpots would rain gobs of the black ooze down- smashing into and through the pigchildren, while pelting the house..breaking through the roof. While the Cook was busy setting fires the ooze would be smothering out the flames. Doormouse simply watched the battle, her minions acting as eyes. A single squirrel caught sight of the Duchess and others fleeing, "After them!" she shrieked...only to notice the Cook emerge from the building bellowing 'pepper'.

The Jabberwocky thought the Cook would make a fine addition- and sent the bears. Doormouse was ordered to give chase, not to let the Duchess escape. He had plans for her. Taking half the forces with her she tears off, after the fleeing group.

The bears would attack in groups, Jabberwocky knowing that the Cook would tire long before the massive beasts did. A shelling from the Spiderpots would help speed things up as well- as six gobs of ooze are launched at the Cook from atop the bear's backs. One beast strikes while the blobs sail through the air- moving to swipe at the Cook from the side; long claws flashing. All it would take is one good cut to end the brawl- just deep enough to let the essence into Cook's body. The talons on the bears acted as hypodermic needles, both penetrating the flesh of their victims and injecting the plague.

Cook had to react fast to avoid both strikes, while making sure to keep guarded- lest a dodge turn into an opening. Soon the dance would tire out Cook, the bears taking turns swiping and shooting at the Chain. A mistake would come, sooner or later...then Jabberwocky would have a new toy.

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Spiderpots fired in busts at the fleeing figures, as the horde of smaller creatures dashes after- Doormouse mixed into the pack with her sword held high, screeching into the sky with rage. The mass of creatures would not tire, driven as they were by the Jabberwocky's essence..they would just keep chasing the Duchess and her group until they caught them, or were stopped. Doormouse felt in her mind a driving force, something screaming for blood..

Mr.Tibbs was on his way as well.. Jabberwocky had unleashed the dog-creature shortly after learning of the fleeing Duchess- though far away...the monster would close quickly. Soon Duchess would be running from something far worse than a mouse. Tibbs was a growing boy.

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Jabberwocky itself was moving towards the domain of Caterpillar; the location of the mushroom patch known by the Chains he had taken- but not the exact locale of the worm's home. 'No matter, I will simply B̹̞͖̣͕̥̩͎̔ͫ̑̑̍ͬ͘̕Ų͉̣̩͙͕ͭ͐͘ͅR̰̪̟̝͗̽ͬNͥ̿͋ͪ̒҉̫͙̼̬̀͞ them out.' the beast thought, clutching it's bone-spear. The pace was slower with the lack of it's mount, but the being would manage- Duchess' capture was more important than moving swiftly. Plus, it was nice to feel the ground below it's feet again- feel it corrupt with every touch, spreading in waves from Jabberwocky's passing; like a boat passing though water will trail a wake..so too did Jabberwocky. Only this wave was one of filth and rot. Soon the mushroom zone would be tainted like the forest. Soon the beast would arrive and unleash it's pent fury on that cat.

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Rhia shifted in her sleep as if she knew Cheshire was thinking something that would prove controversial and debatable between them, though she merely rolled over, hugging a cushion on their couch. She was still troubled with her dream inside of her head, nowhere near waking up anytime soon, especially on such a soft piece of furniture. It was much better than the floor of the Hall or a tree in her opinion, but aloud she wouldn’t insult Cheshire that much, so she never complained about it then.

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She continued walking through the dream, continued travelling aimlessly, seeing people without truly seeing them. Everything was blurry, as if she was looking through a pair of fogged glasses. She heard chatter, but she couldn’t make it out for the life of her. What was going on? Why was she here and how did she get here? “Hello?” she called out…only to hear nothing.. Why… what happened to my voice..? “Hello!?” she tried again, but again the same occurrence. It’s happening all over again.. why can’t I remember why I’m here!? Why can’t I remember anything important!?

She groaned softly in her sleep, almost inaudibly from the nightmare, if you could call it as such.

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Absolem / Caterpillar


Absolem eventually calmed down when he took notice that Grey seemed to be quieter and was taking his situation a lot more seriously. Good, I didn’t make a terrible choice after all. Ha, in your face Cheshire, I know you were mocking my choice because I mocked yours previously. Yours is still very innocent and naïve do you have a place to mock him?

“Good, then it’s proven I didn’t choose an imbecile.” He smirked a bit at this, not even noticing he took about half a second to glance at Cheshire smugly, “Just calm down for now. We’ll work on honing your skills tomorrow.” Absolem sighed in defeat, "We all need a bit of rest I’m sure.” He mutters, feeling sleep creeping upon even him seductively.

He couldn’t help but quietly chuckle at the response from Grey because this boy never ceased to amaze and at the same time, amuse him beyond human measurement. You make so many facial expressions child. Does it not wear you out? Do you not get tired from wearing your heart on your sleeve so loosely? I could easily break you, much like the flowers.. but what would be the beauty in that?

“You’re skinny as a rail and a human, the cards are against you I’m afraid..” Absolem mumbles almost unnoticeably before making his return back over to the extensive couch, letting out a deep breath before allowing himself to slowly collapse onto it and grasping a cushion of his own, using it as a pillow. I’d forgotten how enticing just lying down and breathing was. I guess chaos makes you appreciate the finer, simpler things in life.

Absolem knew he was being sour and distant towards Grey, but in front of the competition this is how they would have to be. Showing they’d formed a connection would prove deadly. Many in Wonderland weren’t against hostage and torture when it came to protecting their lives. Many would look for his weakness in a form such as this. Absolem had very few emotional weaknesses afterall.. and physical would require catching him off guard or tired out from previously fighting or using his abilities.

He buried his face into the pillow, shaking his head; “I’m going to make this little sleepover as manly as I can manage.” Absolem muttered into it, a yawn following in suit. I don’t think I’ve been this exhausted in years. Go figure. He closed his eyes, knowing that the boy would be too stubborn to sleep first. You’ve got perseverance I give you that much. He felt sleep starting to win the battle, so he mumbled one last thing before surrendering to it completely.

“Goodnight..”

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Cheshire

The cat stirred in his slumber, growling and twitching lightly. The darkness of dreaming was overwhelming and though he couldn't see anything, the presence he felt was undeniable. Jabberwockey. Even in dreams he couldn't escape The Plague. He stumbled through the dark dream, devoid of every sense. It was as if Jabberwockey's presence had shoved everything aside, filling the dream with only its essence. After a moment in complete darkness, a single whimper was heard. He wished to find the source, to find out what was going on, but was unable to move or see, none-the-less talk. Then, what began as a single cry suddenly began to grow in volume and ferocity. He wanted to cry out, to clutch at his ears as the shrieking merged together. The noise was unbearable. Just when it seemed his eardrums would burst the explosion of sound stopped and was replaced by the soft, cool banter of The Beast. Fury blazed within, it's raw force burning more than physical description. Cheshire stirred, demanding control of his dream, feeling The Change. He let it ride as Jabberwockey's laughter echoed through the void, then softly demanded: "Here kitty, kitty.." It's last words brought the cat back to his senses.

She opened her eyes and lay still, taking note of her present placement. Her eyes grazed calmly along the cushy contours of the couch then came to rest upon her sleeping child. She gave a mental sigh. Everything was as she left it. Slowly, she clenched and unclenched her fingers, happy to feel once again, regardless of how much she ached. She looked down at herself and raised her brows, discovering that she had transformed in her sleep. "Hn. Haven't done that since I was a kitten." She mused to herself. Slowly she pushed herself up, retracting her enlarged claws and teeth, which stopped growing in mid-morph. Obviously, the Change was up for a fight, but the transformation may have been too much for her body to handle; hence why she was now female. She shrugged, figuring it was time for a change anyway, though she was displeased she had no awareness of it. The transformation hadn't hurt as much as she feared, what with her injuries, it just left her with a deep, unpleasant throb.

She pushed herself off the couch, smirking sheepishly at the long, thin tars she had put in the cushions during her sleep. Hopefully, Caterpillar wouldn't notice.. She stepped lightly upon the floor and gazed about the room. Though the transformation left her body a little more achy than she wanted, she felt rejuvenated. Her body bristled with anticipation. She smiled at her jitters. How long had she slept? Turning her gaze away from the others she looked around the house, but soon gave up attempting to decipher her misplaced time. She walked pass her sleeping companions, careful not to wake them, and stopped before the door. She didn't know if it was a good idea or not, but she left herself outside and ambled cautiously upon the unseen house. Something was coming. She could feel it, just as she had in her dream, and though she was aware that Absolem had his ways of getting information about his realm, she wouldn't be content just idly sitting by. She looked over the Mushroom Patch and thought back at her Sanctuary, her fingers itching to let the Change rage forth and find the beast. She pushed it back, reminding herself there were plans to be made before that showdown came again. She would be ready. She plopped upon the top of the house and smirked. This area wasn't nearly as lovely as hers, but she would not let Jabberwockey claim another realm. Thus she sat upon the house, invisible, except for her golden eyes and watched.

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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 Character Portrait: Dormouse
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#, as written by Grahf
Rage

The bear's swipe was dodged- but not the blasts from it's mounted Spiderpots. As the Cook would stomp down, preparing to unleash the pepper wave...the gobs would make contact.

It was a costly mistake, one that would seal the Cook's fate. The blobs, six of them, would slam into Cook's body: One on each arm, one on each leg. The final two slammed in to his torso and head. The end result is the being ends up covered from head to two in the Jabberwocky's essence. Bones snap, crunching loudly from within the human-shaped cocoon- Something was happening inside. Mass flowed over the ground, gathering more and more onto the Cook's body, oozing out of the ground and the Spiderpots's spouts. More and more of the black slime gathered onto the form of Cook. From within came a sound, first softly from under the layers...then louder, growing in volume: a bellow. Cook was releasing an explosion of sound, pure pain and rage. Jabberwocky's symphony.

The beast had it's champion- a Titan.

Standing over twelve feet tall, massive in bulk yet built for combat- the layers of essence forming thick plates of black armor. Spiked pauldrons adorn the wide shoulders of the Titan, each one easily a foot long, dribbling a stream of ooze from their tips. The Cook was now simply a rage-filled monster; the emotion displayed at the time of consecration. Jabberwocky now had it's Avatar of Rage, and soon it would unveil it's Avatar of Despair. Plans were coming together. Once the rest of it's hosts allowed their pent up feelings to vent- they too would morph into it's generals. The Avatars of Discord. Then there would be war. Total war.

It's steps cracked the ground, leaving shattered stone and flattened earth, one foot clipping the corner of the house as it turns to face the fleeing group. As the building's wall collapses the beast arches it's back and roars "P̷̷̶͓̘̘͉̗͓̣̖̺̲̤̱͑̄̆ͦ͐̇̊ͭ̆͑ͦ̇̚̚͟ͅͅͅȆ̸̢̤̙͓̥͒͌̋ͮͨ̊̀ͦ̉̈ͬ͊̃̍͋ͩ̀P̶̩͔͔̹̝̓̃̄̌̌̏̆̔͒̍̓̎̀ͥ͊̇͐͐ͦ͟ͅP̅͗̑̒҉͓͇̭̝̺͡ͅEͨ͗͂ͮ҉̷̵̘̱̻͞͝Ȓ̸̶̥̩̥̰̹͆ͮ̀̕!" unleashing a dense cloud of blackness into the air- not pepper, not anymore. This was powdered Essence. Jabberwocky's mass mixed into a fine ground grit- inhaled..it would corrupt. After exhaling the cloud..the beast launches itself off, moving suprisingly fast for something it's size- taking off after Duchess and her group.
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As if things had gotten bad enough..that was when the howl split the air.

Mr. Tibbs had arrived.

Bursting from the forest like a freight train, not losing a step as it smashes through the Duchess' abandoned home, comes what could only be described as a rhino mixed with a sabertooth tiger. Massive, Tibbs had been feeding out in the forest, devouring anything in it's path- and growing with all the added mass. The once-dog now stands about shoulder height to the Titan-Cook, with a long thick body. Still quadruped in nature, the beast's paws now razor sharp tricorn hooves, it's head no longer even resembling a dog- long fangs extending down past it's chin, while a thick horn juts from it's nose. Rows of quills and spikes extend down it's back in random patches.

Pausing in it's stride it lifts it's snout into the air to release a burst of sound- a howl of such volume that human ears cannot filter it into anything but an explosive detonation. With that, it launches itself at the group, it's speed far faster than Titan-Cook's. Should the Tweedles stand and fight they will be facing two massive monsters, as well as a small army of beasts and Doormouse herself.

The birds released would be unable to stop the tide of small creatures- it was not an issue of power, the birds had enough to kill the creatures...there was just so many of them. It was like trying to kill the water in a wave of the ocean. As a candle's flame they were snuffed out as the monsters rolled over them- losses simply absorbed by other animal beasts. In moments the air was clear, the death toll had been severe..but Jabberwocky cared not for it's subjects. They would be thrown at a target wholesale until either they ran out or the target was in ruins.

Among the mass was Doormouse, a white-hot fury in a storm of bodies- the dead were fed into her mass, her wails of depression and anger swelling in volume. She was changing...arms lengthening, mouth widening..her eye-sockets growing larger and spilling tears of corruption. She was the Avatar of Despair. "Y͔̎̒͗͛̃ͨ̅͘ơ̖̮̺̤̓͑̑̔̓̑ͦȗ͓̹̜͍̰̲ͣ̍ͬ̀́.̐̕.̶͍̞̩̻̲ͥ.͏̪wͭͨ͗͘͝h̵̽̎ͨ̄̽ͭy̷̨͗͂̾ ̸̔hͩ̿̀̓ă̴̾͋ͭ̽̚v̽͛͛̔͡e̶͂̓ͥ̂̈ͮ͌̿ͫ͞͝ ͭͩ̋̑ͫ͗ͦ͌́yͧͩ̄̍̑̈ͥ҉o͗͑̄̀͆ͦ̈̊͢͜u̅̇͛͑̿̂̏̍̚ T̸̷̴̘̘̘̱̮͖̜̳̙̳̱̜̯̫̞̰̭̆͋ͦͯ̈̈̈́̌ͫͭ̚͠A̍ͯ̓ͪͬ̊ͮ̍̋̈ͥ̿ͬ͟҉̠͎͉͉̳̗̘̞̟̙ͅK̶̢̳̝̗͓̣̝̳͉̯̺̳̪̮̥̠ͣͫ̆̃́̿ͦ͠ͅE̢̨̝̬̟̝̦̫̳̞̗̹͔̮̿͗͑ͣͬͧͧ͒͗ͦͭ̑͋̅ͫ̌̈́͡͞Ņ̝̻̟̤̣͎̠̘̬͑̆̿͋̈ͦ͊ͣ̏ͮ̕͢͜ ̷̠̦̞͓̟̣̳̞̘͓̪̱̟̻ͨ͗ͬͮ̾ͣ͜ͅW͔̞̦̱̹̥̤̺̭ͯ͂̔̂̍͂́̉͊̈ͥ̕͜H̆ͬͪ͗̾͡͏͏̤̜̻͔̮͖̰̯͕̯̮̭̙̗͇̩͙ͅẢ̛̪̦͚̮͍͔̗̜̦̼̺̹͍̮̠̫̳͔ͬ̍̔̀͢͢͠ͅT̴̸̴̨͎̫̫̠͖̣̟͇̠͉̪̠͈̏ͤͭ́ͧͭ͗ͬͥ͝ ̷̵̘͈͍̬̤͚͓̯̹͓̭͚͓̩͖ͩ́̿̃́̉̇ͥ̒̆̊̆ͦ̿͑ͯͫ̚͜͜ͅͅI̸̛̺͚͔̺̻̻͎̟͌̈́̒̍̒ͫ̇͗́̈́ͩ̊ͣͫȘ̖͚̯͈̩̳͕̪͕͓ͫͪͩ́̓̓͢ ̬̳̻͔͉͕̳͖̹͙̲͛͗̋̌͛̀́̕͡M̨̛̹͍͉͔̜̪̺͕̳̠ͫ̾ͨͬ͆͗ͩͮͪ̒̉̐̅̏̂̈̍̚͠I̙͎̝̳̟ͧ̄͂͌̉ͣͩͨ̑̑̏̚͟͝N̴̻̜̲̫͔̲̪̱̤̮͊̏̏͑͋͂ͫ̓͐̔̓̕͢ͅE̵̵̢̛̳̬̘̣̮̟͔ͥ͑̊͊̏ͭ̍ͪ̇ͨ͌ͦ͆͆͌̽͟ͅ?!" she was still convinced that Duchess somehow had taken away Hatter. Outstretching her growing talented hands in the direction of the twins she shrieks...sending the army charging.

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Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce
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Absolem / Caterpillar


Absolem had fallen asleep, so he missed the last few things Grey had said. He was just too mentally exhausted. He’d used his abilities far too generously that day, he finally needed a well-earned siesta. He didn’t even hear the boy tell him goodnight. He was already out like a light. He wasn’t the type to dream, he more or less was in a world full of mushrooms, an odd smoke filling the air, making it foggy and hard to see. He’d had this ‘dream’ for as long as he could remember. He’d walk around and find no one, no matter how hard he used to run and frantically search. Eventually he ended his efforts, giving up and settling with perching himself atop the biggest mushroom and just watching the landscape until he awoke. ‘Does this even count as dreaming if nothing actually happens..?’

In the real world, Absolem responded to the boy, letting an arm fold around him as they both slept. He was protective, no one could deny it, but he’d eventually have to show Grey a side of him that the boy wouldn’t like. He’d have to remain cold and indifferent, but for the sake of his contractor. He was too untrusting of his fellow dwellers of Wonderland. He knew they’d strike Grey the second they realized the boy held even a small place in Absolem’s heart. There were very few was to rip him down otherwise, other than to tire him out, which, wouldn’t take long in a prolonged battle. He was physically average in strength, possibly a bit weak for a male, but after over-using his ability, he was a sitting duck. Too long of use immobilized him, possibly even renders him unconscious. He knew he’d have to keep himself behind a thick sheet of glass when the games officially started. It was for the boy’s own good in the long run.

Rhia


--- In her dream ----
Rhia was to the brink of tears. Hundreds of people passed her, not a single one even stopping to glance at her. Where was everyone? Why was she all alone? She went to scream, but the dream grew blurry instantly.
--- Exit dream---

She shot up instantly, one hand over her mouth, the other through her short hair. She was sweaty, trembling like a leaf in the wind. She let her eyes shift along the room, sighing when she saw Absolem and Grey. They’re..uncharacteristically cozy. How can they relax that much at a time like this.. everything is going to hell.. all of this beauty, destroyed. Even poor Cheshire’s home.. How do they have time for romancing? then she turned, noticing Cheshire had already woken up. She touched her throat, deciding to not search for the cat. She wasn’t going to be clingy. That wasn’t a very endearing trait. She instead slipped off the couch, tip-toeing into the kitchen to fetch a glass and get some water. She looked at the sink baffled. Three..mushrooms? How do you work these things?

Rhia bravely reach forward and poked one, only for it to sneeze, making the girl jump backwards in fear. Holy shi-! She thought to herself, nearly tripping over a chair. She took a moment to calm herself before she began to timidly step forwards again. She gulped before trying the second, only for it to snap at her finger. She gasped and jerked her hand back, but it got a good chomp into her before she’d escaped and her other hand dropped the glass. She tried to catch it, but found herself only wincing as it shattered against the floor. Shoot.. I hope that didn’t wake up Absolem.. he’ll be so mad at me.. She looked down at her hand, “O-ow..” Her finger was freely bleeding. It took a good bite, didn’t it? She carefully rushed around the glass, getting a broom and a pan, attempting to sweep up the mess. She was struggling however, due to the fact that her finger was going through a burning sensation. It felt like she’d ran it under liquid fire. Just what kind of mushrooms bite?! She tried to ignore the calm dripping of blood down her finger, the glass on the floor was her main priority. I can’t even get a glass of water without making a fool out of myself and getting hurt.. she sighed softly, not even fathoming it was weird for a home to have such precautions and traps throughout it. She didn't even think it once, throwing the glass away in a…mushroom shaped waste bin. What is Caterpillar, a druggie? Does he smoke shrooms? She shook her head, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her finger, trying to apply pressure. She’d of wet the towel, but water was what got her in this mess in the first place.

She looked around for anything resembling a Band-Aid, but found nothing. She sighed, removing the bandages under her shirt, letting them slide off from beneathe, she had more of a feminine figure now. It actually was a bit surprising she’d managed to pull off being a guy. She took the bandages and cut a portion, tying it around her finger tightly, disposing of the bloody towel. There.. at least I can address my own wounds.. though I wish I knew where something to disinfect it was.. I don’t think it’s supposed to burn like this.. She reach into the fridge, finding more of Absolem’s soup. This will have to do.. She found a bowl and spoon, pouring her a bowl and sitting at the table, hoping Absolem wouldn’t mind that she’d helped herself. She took a drink of the now chilly broth, sighing to herself in relief. Anything felt good on her throat at this point.

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Aria could've sworn her jaw hit the ground from his joke. It didn't help the blush that now grew ten shades deeper, and the fact she now knew he noticed her own. Oh how wonderful, he knows what I was thinking about. How embarrassing! Following him down the steps Aria did her best to calm down and not think about his comment anymore. Like he said, he was joking, nothing more. So why couldn't she let it go? Shaking her head Aria looked around trying not to stare at Fiore.

"I think I'll be okay since it's only one layer. If it were more then we would have a problem." Aria heard her bracelet jingle as they walked and couldn't help but wonder if her family was missing her. Did they even notice she was gone? Suppressing a sigh so Fiore wouldn't asking questions Aria inhaled smelling the scent of water. "Have you always lived alone?" Glancing over to Fiore she hoped that she didn't bring up a sensitive topic.

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Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce
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Cheshire

After a time she let herself fade back, finally satisfied with Absolem's barrier. Enough creatures of the Fungus realm had passed and taken no notice of the homely mushroom, even when she flaunted her visible self around. Now she comfortably sat, surrounded by a growing pile of dirtied bandages. She was surprised at how quickly she was healing. Already, the wounds were scarring over. The Duchess' handiwork definitely paid off. She traced her fingers gently across various scars as she slowly pulled the remaining wrapping off, stopping to study her surprise stitches. She supposed, after battling an army of bears among other creatures, how else would she stay together? She grinned sheepishly at herself, slowly twisting to see the extent of the damage. I look like a ragdoll. Her ears flattened upon her head and she stopped herself. She still wasn't too flexible. Though her wounds were healing, she didn't want to risk re-opening them or tearing the stitches. She still felt the deep, pulsing pain. It would take some time before she was fully healed, but she held onto the progress she was making. She wasn't useless. She could move, though not as fluidly, but she was perfectly capable of fighting. How much of that logic she didn't really believe, but she let denial carry her spirit higher. She would fight if it came to that, nothing would keep her from defending her world and getting her revenge for her destroyed forest, not even her body.

She stared off into the distance, tracing a finger on the mushroom top, etching swirls, strange objects and symbols into it's soft meat. She could feel the presence still, changing, corrupting. Her throat tightened, it was like being choked. She could feel the anguish her world was in and it was unbearable. Wonderland's life was either taken or used, Jabberwockey leaving no room for anything else other than itself. Where was the Queen in all of this? Where were the Higher Chains? Surely, they knew what was going on in her Wonderland, so why was nothing being done about it? Did they have power over the Beast? She shook her head. No, that couldn't be it. It took an outsider, that girl, Alice, to take care of the Thing before and honestly, she couldn't recall what had happened afterward. Cheshire's thoughts came to rest upon Rhia. Would she suffer the same fate as Alice? Would she face Jabberwockey and fade away into obscurity? Was that the children's reason for being here? Did the Queen know of the Plague's freedom and presented the game to fool the Chains into fixing the issue? Cheshire grunted, "She never did dirty her own hands." Whatever the Queen's plans, Cheshire would do things her way, as she always did.

Hearing rustling from inside the house, her ears perked up. Leaning over the side of the mushroom top she maneuvered herself until she was above a window, then she let her head down to peer inside. "Oi!" she called to no one in particular, "You all awake yet?!"

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Absolem / Caterpillar


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Absolem noticed a shady figure in the distance, though he refused to stir. He rubbed his temple merely, waiting to see if it approached him, which it had. He couldn’t see clearly, but the boy resembled someone the man knew, that he was sure. He straightened up his posture, leaning his elbow on his knee and his chin on his palm. Curious.. No one has ever come into my dream before. He waited until he finally recognized the boy. Grey? No, it couldn’t possibly. It’s impossible to invade someone else’s dream, even in Wonderland. The Queen hasn’t even managed that. Or has she? Is she clever enough to keep such ability under her sleeve? Absolem looked the blonde boy over, smirking when he asked the famous question, “Seeing as you already realize this, heavens no.” Absolem mockingly chuckled, “I however wonder which side you would prefer. Is it better to be taller or smaller than one’s enemy? Does it matter in the end? Besides, I’m quite looking forward to see if you can decide which is which. Which part will make you taller and which will make you shorter?” He continued, then a more mischievous look appeared on his features, “But then again, how do you even know I’m telling the truth? I could be lying just to amuse myself.” He added that part in very tauntingly. You need to be able to stand without someone else, can you do that without a mental breakdown? Do you realize this is a test, boy? “Maybe the mushroom does nothing at all. Maybe it’s poisonous? Can you really be for certain just on my word?” The mushroom certainly did do as the Caterpillar would have said, the colours would have been different had it been poisonous. Though, I want to see him make his own decision without my help or overall influence. Doubt can be a wonderful thing in small servings. His smirk widened a bit, “So what do you think Grey? Does the mushroom make you shorter or taller?” The man slid down, two different coloured pieces in his hands, offering them to the boy in the dream, the blue in his left and the white in his right. “If it’s not poisonous then how about you test it? Guess which is which.”

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Absolem wanted to see the outcome, but he was quickly torn from his dream when he heard the screaming off the flowers inside of his head. He sat up, frowning to himself. I was having quite a good time dream- Oh, Duchess? Wonderful. Let her in. His hand ushered and his house would now be visible to the Duchess and her guests. I need a drink. He slid from the couch; escaping Grey’s grasp carefully and made a quiet stride to the kitchen, blinking at the girl. She seriously tried.. oh foolish human, why didn’t you wake me if you were thirsty? He sighed, getting himself a glass of water, grasping the TOP of the mushroom sink handle that was blue and twisting. You have to be rough on them, child. He wanted to say, but he was sure it would make the cat’s child uncomfortable. He took a drink of the cold water, holding his head. The dull throbbing was nearly gone, but it still was acting up, taunting him. He had a lot more colour to his features, which was a relief to him and surely would be to Grey. He heard the cat call and laughed a bit, “Me and your child are awake. Grey’s asleep and Duchess is coming, I allowed her and her guests entrance. The house will disappear from outside view after they’ve crossed the border safely. Your child accidentally had a tango with one of the temperamental mushroom sink knobs. It’s nothing serious; I’ll just have to treat it. Unless she wants to lose her finger, but then it would slowly work its magic up her arm. It’s best that everyone lets me handle the mushrooms in my house.” Absolem reach into a cabinet, sighing to himself as he pulled out a syringe and a tiny bottle filled to the brim with clear sparkling liquid. He took the syringe and filled it with the liquid. “I won’t lie, this is going to hurt, but it’s better than slowly dying from poison, no?” Absolem asked in a calm tone, “Hold out your finger.” When the girl removed the bandage he hissed a bit. It took a pretty good bite.. he held her arm tight enough that it would probably bruise later, “It’s vital you don’t move. Bear with me for a moment.” Then he pierced her finger with the hollow needle of the syringe, slowly injecting it into the girl. He felt her jolt under his grip, but luckily he was holding her tight enough it proved harmless. After the entire syringe was emptied he removed it, letting go of her arm, “There. No more flesh eating poison.” Now who has the better child, hmm Cheshire? Yours almost got herself killed.

Rhia


Rhia sighed when neither Absolem or Grey seemed to wake up from the racket she’d made in the kitchen. She continued eating calmly, ignoring the burning and throbbing sensation in her finger. What is wrong with this man’s house? It’s booby-trapped around every turn. Why is he so paranoid? Is he that scared of something? The Jabberwocky perhaps?

Rhia tensed when Absolem entered the kitchen, feeling a blush come to her face. Would he realize what happened? She was feeling a bit embarrassed, he definitely would tell Cheshire and then she’d get teased again. She jumped when she heard Cheshire’s voice and bit her bottom lip, sighing softly in attempt to calm her jittery nerves. “Y-yeah, Absolem and I are.” She called back. She was about to say more, but Absolem mentioned her…predicament to Cheshire. Great, now she’s going to laugh at me. Lose my finger!? Her eyes widened, looking down at her finger. He had a syringe and.. medicine? Wow, it looks kind of pretty. Medicine sparkles here? That’s pretty cool. She slid off the bandages, part of her skin already missing around the bite. It came across as a very nauseating sight, not to mention it looked extremely painful. She bit her bottom lip. She held her finger out as she was instructed, but winced a bit when he had a firm latch around her arm. I realize his reasoning, but this seriously hurts. Who would’ve thought Absolem was this strong? The aquamarine girl thought to herself. She wanted to scream as soon as she felt the medicine being vaccinated into her finger. It felt like tiny shards of glass were being pushed under her skin. She jerked at the beginning, but she merely scrunched her her eyes closed and endured it, jaw clenching from the pain. I’m not weak.. I’m not going to cry and I’m certainly not going to scream.. by the way, who was he calling foolish earlier!? Did.. I hear his thoughts again. She redressed her finger with a clean portion of bandages. She couldn’t even move the appendage now that it was in so much pain. Will Cheshire be irritated or tickled..? I’m not sure how she’ll react to this, but I was just trying to get a glass of water on my own. Will she be mad at Absolem? He wasn’t trying to hurt me, he was the one who fixed it, and all the same, I’m still worried. She didn’t look in the cat’s direction in fear of her reaction, merely eating at her soup instead, “Thanks Absolem..” she replied nervously. Then she stopped eating and stared at Absolem shocked for a moment. Did he seriously just say that.. er..think that? How long have they been comparing me and Grey? We're not just trophies or show dogs, we're people!

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Cheshire

Duchess? Why was she coming here? Quickly she pulled herself up and stood atop the house. She squinted her eyes as she looked into the distance. There you are, she praised herself upon seeing movement. She squinted harder, seeing that there were more than two people. Who else is with her? She pondered, trying to make out the figures. The speed at which the caravan was gaining ground was impressive. She didn't know Duchess could run like that. "Surely, she hasn't been sending my message personally. Why come here..?" Her stomach dropped. She wasn't running for the fun of it. She was fleeing. Why else would she come to the Mushroom Patch, unless it was to take refuge in Absolem's lair?

She swore to herself and faded off the roof, making herself visible at the door. She barged in, running pass the still sleeping boy and stopped before Caterpillar, only hearing the words "The house will disappear" "Are you insane?!" she cried out. The only thing that kept her from ringing the man's neck was that he seemed to be doctoring her contractor. She cocked her head at the sight, distracted for a pause, but quickly continued her tantrum. Her finger stroke towards the window, her arms flailing wildly, "Put the barrier back! Have you forgotten what else is out there looking for us?" She couldn't believe how idiotic the Chain was being at the moment, and he was supposed to be one of the wiser Chains! The only reason Duchess would have coming here was she was running, and from the looks of it others were too. That many people, Chain or not, were a beacon for Jabberwockey, and they were lighting the way to them. He's doomed us. The idiot's killed us all.

Her body was trembling as she was having a difficult time keeping herself under control. Various hues were swirling frantically about her, their activity mimicking the distress she was feeling. This was not the time to cause a fight. It may already be to late. Jabberwockey may have seen the house by now or was letting Duchess lead it to them. She gathered herself together and took a deep shaky breath, "Please tell me you have other defenses besides the barrier," Her cold eyes met the Caterpillar's and remained there, "Because if I'm right. We may be expecting other company beside Duchess and her friends." True, she might be overreacting, but everyone seemed to think they were safe within Absolem's walls. Did they forget how easily Jabberwockey destroyed her sanctuary? That was before the Thing had time to grow and get stronger. She knew the creature was out there, it was either sheer luck that they remained hidden this far or the Plague was just biding it's time. She told herself she was willing to fight, but now she found herself faulting in her logic. She wasn't fully healed. Even Absolem, though seemingly perkier, she feared wouldn't be up for the challenge. Things were happening too fast. She kicked mentally herself and rested her eyes on Rhia. She was happy the child's back was facing her. She didn't want her to witness her moment of despair. She sighed. Others were on the way and if Jabberwockey did make it's move at least it would have all of them to deal with.

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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 Character Portrait: Dormouse
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#, as written by Grahf
I spy with my little eye...

Jabberwocky had come to the mushroom domain, while it sent it's minions to deal with Duchess, meaning to locate the hidden refuge of the rebels on it's own. With the incoming reports from it's generals however..it seemed soon it would have backup. Or..

A plan formed, and we sent to it's minions. They would capture the Duchess and her entourage..in a vice grip. The army chased them from behind, while Jabberwocky itself would close from the front. They would have no where to go, as the Spiderpots and other minor-minions harassed from the sides. A grin splits the skeletal features of the monster, as it turns from the Mushroom area. Unknown to the beast however..right then is when the Caterpillar's home looses it's stealth. The Cat and others are spared for the moment.

Reaching the plain that Duchess and her group flee across takes seconds, as the monster readies itself for some fun.

Arms raise high into the air, as Jabberwocky releases it's gathered force, having been preparing this trick to use on that Cat...but seeing it's need here. As the fingers spread and claw at the air the ground rocks and shakes...splitting as objects rip free. Black bones, made from the essence of Jabberwocky itself rip free, forming a wall; a fence of bone. Sealing off any way past it's position for about half a mile in both directions from it's position. On signal the Spiderpots would unleash hell, raining globs of goo down amongst the fleeing group..harassing and trying to infect them. This was just a feint however...meant to drive the group towards Jabberwocky.

Tibbs, Titan-Cook and Doormouse all follow Duchess' group, Tibbs keeping close to their heels, releasing growls and roars to drive them. Titan and Doormouse spread to the sides, meaning to herd the group- should they try breaking off or splitting up to escape they would be attacked by either dominated-Chain. It was a slaughter-house chute. Baying hounds to drive the sheep towards the waiting blade.

Jabberwocky itself took the time left to gather it's power once more- forming an array of bone-blades and spears, causing them to hover about it's frame. It would be ready to welcome the Duchess, the Twins and their Chains to it's ranks soon.

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Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Sinistra "Tweedle Dee" Lato Character Portrait: Destra "Tweedle Dum" Lato Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce Character Portrait: Duchess Sophie Vespre Character Portrait: Eve V. Kimberly Character Portrait: Belca Character Portrait: Jabberwocky Discordia Character Portrait: Dormouse
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Absolem / Caterpillar
(PM me if I didn't respond to something, considering my situation, I highly predict I haven't responded to everything I needed to..)

Absolem raised an eyebrow, it seriously took the cat that long to figure out Duchess's intentions? He tried to not pay mind to the cat's slow deduction process, so he merely glanced to Rhia, then back at the livingroom, "We haven't time, I cannot leave her to surrender to the Jabberwocky, we cannot afford to let that parasite grow any stronger than it already has." Absolem grabbed a few herbal mixtures for headaches, knowing he'd need them in just a few mere moments, "Regardless, we're in this fight no matter what, she's lured it to my location, if those flowers die, we're sitting ducks. I find it better to be on her side, than fighting every man for himself, no? It's common sense, for once, no time for riddles. This is much too serious.." Absolem was once again pale, but mostly due to his rushing, grabbing matches, candles, and containers for the herbal mixtures, each floating around him as he began his idea. I can't let them know I'm unsure we'll make it through this. Look reassuring, look self-assured..

"Put the barrier back? I shall not." Absolem rubbed his temples, staring firmly at the cat, "When the Jabberwocky reaches the flowers, regardless of the barrier, the house will be revealed, if the flowers die, so does the barrier, at least if we're all together we stand a fighting chance." he spat back, "Use your head, I know you're more clever than that." Absolem moved from the room, walking out and almost not even paying a single bit of mind to those around him, "It's a bit of a situation at the moment. Hide yourself, or at least arm yourself.. when the barrier goes down.. I've got a plan, but this is going to be very painful for the both of us, far more than you can imagine." Absolem mumbled to Grey, not standing by a single second longer. He flung the door to his home open before floating up atop of his abode, sitting on the large mushroom. He squinted his eyes, trying to locate the Duchess. If Jabberwocky killed the flowers, this would become a bit difficult, but he tried his best to send her a message through the flowers. -The house isn't very far.. I see you've run into trouble however..when it kills those flowers my home will be vulnerable. I am going to keep it hidden as long as I can, but as you know my contractor and myself will pay a dire price for me using my abilities to cloak the entire structure.- Absolem began preparing himself, rubbing his temples nervously. He'd never attempted to control the barrier on his own, he wasn't even sure if it would work, but he knew if it did, they had at most, ten minutes before he or Grey would be rendered unconcious if not both.

He began drinking one of the mixtures, letting everything land around him, the candles lighting themselves, almost instantly emitting a calming arouma around the house. He took a deep inhale, a faint white smoke rapidly coating the area, but not near enough to hinder one's sight. He finally located Duchess, hoping the flowers got the message before they were destroyed by the Jabberwocky. Though, it did have to find out which flowers controlled the barrier, and around Absolem's house was surrounded by poisonous mushrooms, snapping shrooms and giant venus fly traps. His 'garden' was not a playground by far. Especially the backyard. Absolem had a habit of collecting beautiful things, but his destructive collection was far more massive. His entire backyard was a death trap waiting to happen. He knew it would possibly only pose a distraction, but if needed, he assumed it would at least bide them some time and distance between the groups and the infection taunting them.

"Heh.. Grey was right about the mushroom.." He mumbled to himself. He couldn't help but be amused.

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Rhia


Rhia tensed when she heard Absolem's thoughts. He isn't sure that we're going to survive this? How unsure is he..? She tried to pry furthur into the mint haired man's mind, but he seemed to be avoiding exact answers, even in his mind. No time for riddles? You've caught on to my ability, you're blocking solid answers from me as much as you can, even if I tell Cheshire, it's not like this information is really going to help.. It'll only panic her more. The blue haired girl finished her soup quickly standing up and wiping her mouth, "I guess we're in for a fight?" she asked tilting her head curiously. How..was this going to work? Neither her nor Grey knew anything offensive yet. They'd never really practiced their abilities. What were the weaknesses of the creatures tamed by the Jabberwocky? She shivered at the idea.

She turned to face Cheshire, shaking her head, "He isn't lying. I saw it in his head." she mumbled under her breath softly, "Like a motion picture.. If what he has planned works, he's going to be in a world of pain.." she ran a hand through her hair, looking at the ground, shivering a bit. Whatever she'd seen, it obviously had her very frightened. She didn't even have the control to hide the fear from her Chain, which she normally would have at least attempted, "What can me and Grey do? We won't feel satisfied just sitting here or running..." She whispered at Cheshire, this time pleadingly, "We're here for a reason, and right now I feel pretty useless to this point." She admitted, although it stung her pride for a moment, " Just tell us what to do and I'm sure he'll agree with me, we'll gladly do it to help." She blinked over at the human male afterwards, as if looking for his approval, "Besides, I need to be there just in case he passes out, right?" she grinned at Cheshire, "We want to help protect Wonderland too."

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Character Portrait: Ariana Storm Character Portrait: Queen of Spades [Millace Fiore Liddell]
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Aria watched Fiore leave then proceeded to remove her clothes. Without a second thought she dived in and swam towards the center of the spring. Coming up for air she wiped her hair out of her face and sighed, "This feels nice!" Aria began to swim around when she saw what appeared to be shampoo and conditioner. Swimming over to the edge she grabbed a lavender bottle and chuckled, "He must really like this color. I'm not surprised though." Pouring some of the thick substance into her palm the smell of lavender invaded her senses. Lathering the shampoo in her hair Aria dunked her head under the water to rinse the soap suds out. When she knew that all the shampoo was out she rose back to the surface. Grabbing the other bottle she once again smelled lavender from the condition and repeated her actions. Going under she made sure that all the conditioner was out and pulled herself out of the spring sitting on the edge. Seeing a small bottle Aria assumed that it was some kind of body wash and picked it up. Opening the lid she could smell roses and decided that she liked the rose/lavender mix and poured just enough to clean her body. Lathering her body she stood up and dived back into spring rinsing her body. Aria decided to stay under water and swam around until she had to go back for air.

Aria saw that it had gotten darker and swam back to the edge, and proceeded to grab a towel while climbing out. Aria dried herself off then looked over to the kimono. It was black which was one of her favorite colors and the purple sash matched. Grabbing the soft material Aria let the towel fall to the ground and slid her arms through the sleeves of the kimono. Tying the sash around her waist Aria gathered everything and headed back up the stone path. She had to remind herself not to stray from the path and kept walking. She began to wonder if Fiore was back at his cottage or still walking around the chess board. Aria shrugged it off and felt herself becoming tired. "I'm definitely going to bed once I get back to his cottage." Yawning, Aria could see the outline of the cottage as she ascended the hill and felt relief wash over her. "Finally." Walking up to the door she slid it open and walked down the hall to the left opening the first door she came across. She could see a bed near the center of the room and a table next to it. Making her way to the bed she set her clothes on the table with the towel in a neat pile before sliding into the bed. Feeling the soft mattress mold to her form Aria smiled and closed her eyes. "I'll make sure to wake up before Fiore comes back." With that being the last thing to pass her lips Aria drifted off sleep.

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Character Portrait: Absolem "Caterpillar" Pillars Character Portrait: Cheshire Character Portrait: Isaiah "Grey" Gris Character Portrait: Rhiannon Jakalyn Pierce
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Cheshire

She paused, mouth gaping, for a short moment, completely dumbfounded by the man's stupidity. Having the barrier up was one of their very few advantages. If, by some miracle, Jabberwockey didn't see their location they could have the element of surprise on their side. When the Jabberwocky reaches the flowers, regardless of the barrier, the house will be revealed, if the flowers die, so does the barrier.. She could feel herself twitching upon his explanation. Though, as much as she wanted to sink her claws into the man's flesh, she chose instead to let her emotions play out upon her. "What's the use of a barrier if one can see through it after a certain point?!" She growled, patches of skin changing fluidly in waves of multi-hued fur to flesh and back again. Her eyes, which blazed greens, blues and yellows continuously with the change, latched upon the man as he paced. She wasn't a fool. She'd take her anger out on the Beast and then once that was taken care of, if they survived, well she and Absolem would have some..quality time together, but seeing as Caterpillar was making himself useful, she sneered and turned, grumbling aloud, "Are all men this stupid?" Her change-tantrum stopped short when she met her contractor's gaze. She felt her cheeks flush and suddenly found herself worrying what her contractor was thinking. She pulled her arms across her chest and gazed down at the girl, now completely 'normal'. Her ears perked and her tail thrashed about behind her as she listened to the girl talk. A wry grin stretched her lips as she took in Rhia's words. She has a point. Everyone's going to need to play a part to survive this. She offered the girl a cynical smile, acknowledging her statement. "I'll hold you to that."

Seeing as time was running short, she pulled Rhia with her and followed the Caterpillar. She stopped before exiting the house and looked over the poor, groggy boy. Poor sod, she thought, feeling a twang of pity for the child. Prob'ly'll never even make it to puberty.. "Come," she mumbled, grabbing him as well, "I'd keep with your Chain, boy. Don't let him leave you behind." She dragged them both towards the door before fading herself and the contractors upon the mushroom roof. She stopped behind Absolem, pausing to see the situation further ahead. "Here's your contractor. Make some use of him if you can," After Grey previous 'episode' she wasn't convinced the child would be much help. It would take a lot from him for her to think otherwise, but that wasn't her problem. She had Rhia afterall and hopefully the girl would stay true to her word.

Seeing Jabberwockey's bone fence and his terrible titans a ways off she shivers. Things were ugly. Very ugly. Though despite the almost certain death, and/or corruption, they all were heading towards, she was excited to feel that familiar itch in her fingers. Before, it was just her and the Plague, this time around she would have reinforcements. "I hope you're not waiting for that thing to come to you," Her anticipation was growing ever so steadily seeing as one of Jabberwockey's Beasts launched itself towards their direction, it's horrible roar grating within Cheshire's ears. "I doubt that'd be wise." Her fingers were now growing and hardening, becoming the knife-like weapons she used before. She stepped back and twisted upon herself and before anyone had time to exhale she was once again a monstrous tiger-beast. She dug her claws into the Mushroom and licked over her rows of jagged teeth. Satisfied, she grinned, revealing her shark-toothed-mouth in an awful smile. "I apologize ahead of time, Abs," she growled, stepping towards Rhia, "But I assure you it will be worth the pain," She wouldn't face Jabberwockey and his minions personally. The effort she was putting out already had her body burning, but pain could be dealt with. "I know a way to help. It'd be best if you followed." She began to back away, nodding at Rhia to get upon her back. All the while her smile was growing, especially when the roof beneath them began to shudder. "And you better be quick."

Her shortcut to the Patch was a ways off, but at least she was capable of travel now. It wouldn't take long to reach it in her current form, she just hoped Absolem wouldn't continue the idiot-streak he seemed to be having and would follow her. Taking things one-versus-one was stupid. Everyone needed to get together and as much as she'd love to leave Duchess and her friends to fend for themselves as punishment for bringing the army to them, she wouldn't let Jabberwockey take on more Chains. Her claws were itching and she giggled at the transformation she held inside. Oh yes, she cooed as if answering it's stirs, We'll have fun this time around.