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Jiminy March Hire

"I wold LIKE some tea, PLEASE!"

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a character in “Wonderland Academy”, as played by IAmAlien

Description

Nickname: Marchy, March, March Hare, Jim
Age: 17
Role: March Hare
Height: 5'4", he's a bit short.
Weight: 111 lbs, he's quit skinny.
Ethnicity: Caucasian/Irish
Tattoos/Scars: Has a March Hare from Alice in Wonderland tattoo on he upper left arm.
Facial Appearance: Has a bit cheeky face that usually has a smile or a rather confused look to it. His eyes are always wide open, unless he's sleeping of course. He's a ginger, so his hair is a cross between light brown and redish-orange and orangey-copper eyes that tend to look dilated.

Personality

Crush: Doesn't really know. (May change)
Personality: March is defiantly a bit of a wild card. You can never be too sure on what's going to pop out of his mouth. He's a scatter brain at best that shouts randomly when talking. Sometimes, he just talks, ignoring what is to come out of anyone's mouth, even his own. He can be rather happy and hyper at one point and throw stuff, not even aiming, just throwing stuff in a random direction and not paying attention if anyone is there to get hit. Then he could be sad and serious, angry at the world, and just curse at anyone who tries to talk to him. So, he's a bit bipolar with his personality.
Danger Level: Marchy's level can defiantly vary, not just daily, but hourly because of his bipolar issues, tourettes, and his state of mind. It can possible vary from 3 and up.
Aspirations: Doesn't really have any, he's more like "What happens, happens."
Dominant Emotion: Curious, most likely, and maybe a bit scared, like a child would be.
Quirks/Oddities: Tends to sing in a very obnoxious way when he's bored. Loves to throw thing that are made of glass, he just loves hearing them break for some odd reasons. Because of tourettes, Marchy tends to emphasize part of a word of phrase for no real reason and he's eye twitches when he stares at something for too long. He also wiggles his fingers as he stands and shakes his leg all the time when he sits. He also tends to laugh quit a lot around friends.
Likes: Warm Tea, pocket watches, cats, rabbits, rats, motherly people, being around people who care about him even though he has mental issues, outside
Dislikes: Coffee, iced tea, cold tea, dogs, dark places, attics,
Sexuality: Bisexual

Equipment

Equipment~
Average Clothing: A plan tea shirt (usually orange or brown) or a striped long sleeve shirt (orange/brown, green/orange, brown/green, brown/blue) and a pair of old jeans
Keepsakes/Special Items: An old pocket watch that doesn't work anymore and an old broken teacup.
Other: He tends to be seen outside holding and talking to a rat by a tree away from the other kids.
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History

Bio: Marchy lived with his mother and father in a rather small house. He was the only child and didn't have any friends really because he was home schooled. His whole life was like this. His parents had it this way because they knew he was different since he acted the same way for nearly ten years. They decided he should be around "Others like him" and they put him into the Wonderland Academy. Marchy was, and still is, rather oblivious to the fact that his parents abandoned him here because they didn't want him anymore.
One Greatest Fear: Losing the only friends he has in this world.
One Greatest Secret: He tends to wish to be other people, not just some random people on the street, but people in the school he knows for what ever reason.
Theme Song: We Are by Hollywood Undead

So begins...

Jiminy March Hire's Story

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Auhh, another day at the Home of the Mad, Wonderland Academy. That was so close to rhyming. Marchy woke up with his head still under the covers and curled up into a small ball. He was such a small lad, after all, making to the height of only about five-feet four-inches. Through the blankets, Marchy could see the light shining in from the fully open window. Every night he had a habit of leaving the curtains open so he wouldn't have to face the dark in his room in his waking moments. Marchy liked the sun after all for its warmness. Sitting up, Marchy rubbed his eyes, adjusting to the light. He was wearing a brown tee shirt that was way to big for his skinny body, practically falling off his shoulder, and baggy brown flannel pants. "Another day in Wonderland." Marchy said in a rather tired voice.

Marchy stood up and changed his clothes, donning a two-toned light brown and brownish-orange shirt with a pair of rather skinny skinny jeans. He put on some old brown converse and combed trough his hair, his eye and fingers twitching the whole time. He grabbed his old broken pocket watch and headed out of the dorms. As he walked, he spotted a girl with her forehead on the wall. Marchy stood and eyed the girl from down the hall, his eye twitching slightly, then he continued walking down the hall. He pulled his old, broken pocket watch out of his pocket and started swinging the old thing around. Passing the girl, Marchy started singing a little tea song about tea that went a little something like this.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little BAT, how I wonder where you're AT, up above the world sooOO HIgh, like a TEA-cup in the SKY, twinkle, twinkle, little bat, how I wonder where you're at!"

Marchy ended the small song as he walked passed the girl with a little laugh. His eyes were as wide as ever. His smile as wide as ever. As he walked, his neck tic slightly, almost like a clock, to the small squeaks and sounds of the school.

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A chill swept up the back of Valerie's neck as the eerie song began to be sung. She froze, the hair on her arms standing on end, and she stood still for several moments. As the song came to an end, she slowly turned, clinging to the wall as her back bumped against it. The stones scratched against her bare shoulders, the spaghetti straps of her white with blue polka-dots sundress not doing much to protect her peach skin.

Her eyes locked on the boy that had been walking down the hallway and had been singing that creepy song. He had an odd, nervous twitch going on with his head, and the slightly-wild look in his eyes combined with the weird pocket watch in his hand and his ... Different ... Clothing, only caused a bit of fear to swell up inside her. Her face flushed and her eyes went wide, her palms flattening against the wall behind her.

She coughed a little to clear her throat, straightened away from the wall, and looked everywhere but at the boy. "Um ... Ah ... Could you ... Possibly point me in the direction of the Administration's Office?" she asked, obviously nervous of being around him. As he stared at her, his weird tweak continuing, she began to gather her bags, slightly hurrying to do so. "On second though, I'm sure I'll find it if I look hard enough," she said quickly, then began down the hallway at a fast walk, only attempting to make the distance between her and the boy larger and wider. She expected any moment from now for him to do something else to scare her even further. Unable to see him due to the fact that her back was to him, she increased her pace, almost fleeing down the hallway.

She reached a corner and ducked around it, dropping her bags and leaning forward to rest her hands on her knees. Her entire body was trembling and her breathing was short and quick. "What the hell was wrong with that kid?" she breathed out, her heart still hammering in her chest. "What is wrong with this school?" she muttered. "Is everyone here insane and creepy?"

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Character Portrait: Anastasia Zahner Character Portrait: Melody 'Mousie' Small Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire
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Marchy smiled a cheeky at the girl as he was about to tell her the direction. He's smile quickly faded at the sight of her hurrying and he got a quit puzzled looked. His arm stopped swinging the pocket watch and went straight down to his side, his ring finger twitching slightly. He eyed the girl as he hurried down the hall without even a proper hello or fair well. "Well, I'd say. That poor girl must be stark ravin' mad!" Marchy said, shaking his head slightly as his tourettes kicked in slightly and he practically shouted the last part.Turning around, he continued walking.

As he walked, he held his pocket watch, swinging it slightly again and humming a bit obnoxiously with a wide grin on his face. "How about a nice cup of tea?" Marchy asked himself, smiling. "Yes, just half a cup, if I do say so myself." He added, coming upon the door to the garden. Marchy say Tarrant, or Hatta as Marchy called him, and her highness herself out in the garden. The garden, what a lovely place it would seem if it wasn't run by someone who doesn't like anyone except her own in. Marchy stood and watched for a moment, his whole body seeming to tic every time his eye twitched. Then he sat down against the wall and started singing quietly to himself.

"Twinkle twinkle little bat, how I wonder where your at... No, no, no. That will never do. Huhum." Marchy smiled to himself. "Twinkle twinkle little ant, you look quit strange without your pants. Heem heem heem." March sang to himself, ending his little solo with a small laugh, childish laugh that seemed to echo through the hall. After a moment, he decided to hightail it to the Tea Party Table outside to grab some warm tea before it's all gone. Walking outside, Marchy looked around and saw Melody, or Mouse-wee as he called her, by a tree with a girl in white hanging out of it. He walked right up to them with a rather confused look on his face. "Why, my dear, are you hanging upside down in a tree?" Marchy asked Ana as he stood there next to Mouse-wee staring at the girl, his arms down by his sides with the chain of his pocket watch in one hand and his ring finger twitching slightly.

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Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Michelle Cheshire Character Portrait: Anastasia Zahner Character Portrait: Julianna Vivaldi Heart Character Portrait: Melody 'Mousie' Small Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Andrew Pillar
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Andrew mulled over the fact he was waiting for something, he could feel it, and either he was just insane or he was correct, normally he was both. He twiddled his thumbs, looking straight ahead, as if the answer to his questions would simply fall right in front of him. A long stream of smoke snaked past his lips alongside a sigh. Just as he was about to give up on 'waiting' and stand to go sulk off to some high place, Chelle sat right next to him of the bench he was posted at, greeting him with his nickname. To be honest, he never could quite remember why he'd begun to be called caterpillar, but he heard stories of the result of his drunken misadventures.

With a puff of smoke escaping his lips, Andrew gave a slight smirk. "Something is upon us, it's presence resonates in my very bones." he said vaguely, still staring off straight ahead. "And hello. It must have been you I was waiting for this whole time." He caught movement out of the corner of his eye, finding a couple of people in a tree by the gardening club. Standing without a word, he abandoned his place at the bench, "Investigation is key." he muttered, the pipe bouncing on his lips as he spoke, walking towards the scene, assuming Chelle would follow.

As he approached he realized there were more people than anticipated; Marchy, Mousie, Hatter, Ana, and Julianna. Andrew knew all their names just from overhearing conversations, what he wasn't quite sure of was if they knew him. He looked to Julianna, raising an eyebrow slightly, "Such a shame, that followers leave a leader like a leaf leaves a tree." he stated with a smirk and smoke unintentionally blowing in her direction every other word, referring to the fact he saw none of her club members with her. Slowly Andrew sunk to the ground, crossing his legs as he refilled his pipe, lighting once again. With a long inhale, smoke leaked from his lips and he gazed up at everyone, leaning back slightly.

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Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Michelle Cheshire Character Portrait: Anastasia Zahner Character Portrait: Julianna Vivaldi Heart Character Portrait: Melody 'Mousie' Small Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Andrew Pillar
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"Meow, baby."

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Chelle walked alongside Andrew, raising an eyebrow at his comment about waiting. She vaguely wondered why she followed him, but shrugged it off as they approached the small, yet large group of people. She lounged on the ground beside her friend, lying down onto the soft grass. She closed her eyes, sighing as she relaxed.

"'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves," she singsonged to herself, her voice dropping into a lulling hum. She really did have a beautiful voice- it had a kind of husky whisper behind it, the type of voice that sang ballads and lullabies. "Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogroves, and the mome raths outgrabe." Her voice dropped back into a hum, mimicking the melody she had sung.

"How're you enjoying the game, Andrew?" She chuckled, smirking. "This battle of sorts between the clubs. Interesting, no?" She was, of course, referring to Juliana's yells directed at the Hatter. She opened an eye, glancing up at Andrew.

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Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Michelle Cheshire Character Portrait: Anastasia Zahner Character Portrait: Alice Valerie "Valerie" Callinder Character Portrait: Skyler Zahner Character Portrait: Julianna Vivaldi Heart Character Portrait: Melody 'Mousie' Small Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Andrew Pillar Character Portrait: Harry and Henry Jones
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Giving one last look at Ana in the tree, Marchy's eye twitched then he turned to see a familiar face or two. "Why, 'ello Mr. Cat-ee-pillor." Marchy said with a big cheeky smile, eyes wide, and twitching and ticking to his ever excitement. He heard what Mr. Cat-ee-pillor said, but didn't understand a thing. He watched as Hatta jumped down in front of Queen De Hearts and Marchy almost fell over laughing. Hatta was probably one of Marchy's favorite people in Wonderland for his happiness. Falling down clumsily, Marchy was on the ground like Mr. Cat-ee-pillor and Chess. "Oh, and a merry hello to you, Chessie." Marchy said, cheeky smile still on his face with wide eyes.

Then Marchy heard Chess starting to sing. His head tilted slightly, eye slightly twitching. Then, for the first time in awhile, he actually calmed down. Laying on his back on the ground with a small, normal smile on his face and eyes not so wide watching the white clouds passing through the blue sky. Someone singing was one of the only things to make Marchy this calm, well that and a half cup of tea with butter of course. Huhm…the tic's have stopped. On that note, once everyone was back to talking and-or arguing, Marchy's leg did the worst tic he had ever experienced, looking as if his leg was having a slight seizure of its own.

At that, Marchy shot off the ground like an excited child. His cheeky smile was back with the return of his wide eyes. "I've got an excellent idea, why don't we all sit down for a spot of tea?" One of the things Marchy almost always brings up in almost every conversation is tea. Why? Nobody knows. It's just one of the many things he seems to be obsessed with, that, his pocket watch, half cups of tea, and of course a stick of butter. Every tea party on whomever's un-birthday it's to be, Marchy will pull out his old pocket watch. One of the hands on the old, broken watch would move, like the tic a dead animal will have before its dies. Marchy call the thing a MAD WATCH! and take a whole stick of butter and a small mallet, smashing the butter on the poor watch then dipping in into a cup of tea. According to Marchy, Everything mad need their daily tea or you shall become mad as a march hair.

Marchy than ran inside the school, not waiting for anyone to comment on his statement of having a cup of tea for the lot of them. He went straight to where they kept the tea cups and tea, grabbing a cup for everyone, plus a few extra, and the kettle that had already been making fresh tea. As he carried everything in his arms, he walked past the new girl, the Tweedles, and Sky. "We're all having a spot of tea, if you would like to join us after you've gotten done what you've got to get done." Marchy said, a wide cheeky smile on his face and wide eyes. His tic seemed to be gone for the time being, so in all he looked like a child mostly. A very hyper skatterbrained child. Without even a mere hello or goodbye, Marchy was back outside by the others handing everyone a tea cup and with fresh tea, the tea was in the cup of course. He then sat himself down on the ground with crossed legs. The old pocket watch sitting on his thigh and a stick of better on a small saucer. He had the kettle, the creamer, and the sugar sitting on a silver tray i front of him and he sat there, drinking his tea, ticking slightly, and humming "Twinkle twinkle little star." in his head, changing the words of course.

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Character Portrait: Alice Valerie "Valerie" Callinder Character Portrait: Skyler Zahner Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Harry and Henry Jones
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Harry smiled luminously at Skyler after reading his note. "Hey, Skyler! I'm doing great! Henry's being a bit grumpy though, thanks for asking! What about you?" He returned the bow and nearly dropped Al-Valerie's suitcase. With a quick catch he stood back up, listening to the new girl talk to Skyler. Both Harry and Henry liked Skyler, he was quiet and good company, both for the one who liked to talk and the one who liked silence. He watched as Valerie and the boy shook hands with a pang of sadness and... jealousy? No, that was preposterous. He had his hands full, that was why, not to mention the fact that Al-Valerie was flustered. It was her first day. Yeah! That was it! Smile firmly back in place at the mention of the administrator's office, Harry began to walk backwards again.

Then she called him a loon... why was he a loon? "I'm... I'm just fine..." The smile fell from his face and he stopped short. He wasn't a loon... He was just fine, he and Henry both... A small, puzzled, guilty frown crossed his face as he felt Henry get upset. Quickly shoving him down (he hated doing it and would get hell from him later), he walked again, but a bit slower. Marchy came and went without a hello or goodbye (was he late for something?), but Harry didn't feel much like talking anymore. Mom and Dad had called him a loon after Henry died. Said they never wanted to see him again. "D... Do you still like me? Please don't say you don't want to talk to me anymore..." The vulnerability in his voice was apparent. He wanted people to like them. Henry may not care, but Harry did. He wanted to make people happy...

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Harry, now in a much better disposition, laughed softly and slid her finger further north to the rose garden. "That's where he was headed, with Marchy and almost anyone in this school logic is probably the least logical thing to depend on." He smiled at her and leaned forward to wink at Skyler on the other side of the new girl. He knew the boy would probably agree, but also knew he probably wouldn't attend the party because of both the Tea and Gardening Clubs' influences. "I'm fine with it. Skyler?" he asked just in case the answer would be different from what he expected. The Clubs tended to be rather touchy around each other, but Harry got along with everyone and Henry ignored everyone. It worked out.

As if on cue, Henry decided it was his turn. Extending his hand, the boy smiled much smaller with more of a bored smirk than anything. "Henry. Nice to see you, I suppose. Harry can be a bit... well, you saw, but just ignore him if you want us to go away." He rubbed at his eyes and waited for his handshake to be accepted before allowing Harry control again.

The boy giggled. "That was Henry, my brother. He's cool once you get to know us. So, tea?"

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Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Michelle Cheshire Character Portrait: Anastasia Zahner Character Portrait: Julianna Vivaldi Heart Character Portrait: Melody 'Mousie' Small Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Andrew Pillar
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"Meow, baby."

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Chelle laughed at Andrew's statement, not surprised at how true it was. "'Deliciously vicious'?" She chuckled, grinning. "That almost rhymed," she singsonged. She calmly inhaled the smoke breathed in her direction- she was used to it by now, and it had stopped affecting her a while ago.

She paused for a second, observing the group before the Hare walked off, mentioning something about tea before running off. "I'll have to visit the tea room sometime today, I assume," she murmured. She had quite a liking for the stuff; not quite as obsessed as the Tea Club was, but she still visited the club often for free refreshments.

"Ah, they aren't the only ones who're crazy, my friend," she smirked, "we all know why we're here." Her teeth spread into an all-too-familiar grin, laughing at the statement as if she had made some crude joke. Yet, to her, it was- life was all one big show for her, a long-running joke played out for her and those who viewed it the same way. It was her own defense mechanism, her way of shielding herself from being too attached to anyone. Andrew was that exception, of course- someone she viewed as quite the oddity, seeing how their friendship had just...happened. She shook her head, trying to shoo the abstract thoughts from her mind.

"Are we skipping school today, Andrew?" She murmured, raising an eyebrow. They did this regularly, taking a day or two to themselves every week or so. Chelle enjoyed it very much- being away from the doting staff who reminded her of her parents, a wound she didn't want reopened very soon.

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Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Michelle Cheshire Character Portrait: Julianna Vivaldi Heart Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Andrew Pillar Character Portrait: Anastasia Crimson
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Julianna rolls her eyes at the Hatter's comment about it being his unbirthday- she may be just as insane as the rest of them, but it is in an entirely different way. "Really, Hatty, do you think anyone cares about the unbirthday of a worm like you? HA! No, no, no. It is simply quite dull to think of small fry like you, let alone every single unbirthday," she spits at him pompously, mirroring his posture by half when she places one hand against a hip, as though to make some sort of point about how she can make such a pose far better than he can. She has the tendency to make everything into a competition, being obsessed with winning and triumph as she is, no matter how trivial the thing may be. When the young man runs his fingers through mouse-brown hair, Julianna only smirks further, mentally comparing his drab color to her own lovely blonde, a shade which she quite adores on herself. Of course, everything looks good on me. "It is always a lovely day in the garden, of course!" she responds enthusiastically, gloating still in her voice as though she takes credit for that fact. Still, her face soon returns back to a stern look as she is about to order the Hatter to leave, only to be interrupted by the voice of one drug-addicted caterpillar, as well known as Cheshire for riddles and vague sarcasm. "Such a shame, the followers leave a leader like a leaf leaves a tree," he says smugly, clearly directing it towards Julianna, who only grins at him, not even bothering to be angry because she knows how ridiculous his statement is.

"Ha! Were I to desire it, they would all be here faster than you can say Hookah! Don't lump me with drugged peasants such as yourself, Mr. Pillar," she tosses back, calling him Mr. Pillar in a mocking way. Then, in a way which is characteristically random, Marchy seems to pop out of thin air to greet the Hatter and Pillar, though he neglects to say anything to Julianna, which makes the self-proclaimed queen frown deeply. "All of you, get out of my garden this instance! I don't have patience for this, and being around you all is sure to infect my brain with your sheer stupidity," she orders just as Marchy returns with his tea set. Him setting up his tea is likely the last straw, as the young woman marches over to him, picks up the platter so that all of the things which were once on it spill off, and smacks him over the head with it- using enough force to knock out the average person. Of course, no one here is exactly average. Just as she does so, one of her underlings, who has the same first name as that goody-two-shoes blue-eyed girl who everyone calls the White Queen, shows up and confirms that she has taken care of some people that Julianna had mentioned.

Dropping the pan, Julianna smiles fondly at Anastasia, "Ah, thank you Ana. If only everyone at this school were as good as you and Stayne."

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Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Michelle Cheshire Character Portrait: Anastasia Zahner Character Portrait: Sebastian Heart Character Portrait: Julianna Vivaldi Heart Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Andrew Pillar Character Portrait: Anastasia Crimson
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It all started by Tarrant trying to climb one of the garden club's trees. Sebastian watched as the events unfolded. After a while, Cat, Ana, Julianna, March, the other Ana, and Caterpillar were there too. He stopped watching once he saw March handing out tea cups to everyone. That is interesting...I think I'll go to the green house to be safe.

Sebastian pushed his thoughts away. He finished spraying the flower bed of red lilies that hung outside his window. He made sure the dirt of the brown flower bed was moist. Then he placed the spray bottle on the window still's left corner.

Next Sebastian closed the window. He lowered and closed the dark leaf green blinds. He then shut the dark blue curtains that decorated the window. Sebastian had always been an earlier riser. He never wanted to be late for anything. If he was late, he would disappoint someone and he didn't want to do that. Sebastian woke with the sun practically everyday.

He ran his fingers through his semi damp hair. His eyes quickly scanned his room. Everything was in place and cleaned. Today he was dressed in a simple dark blue dress shirt with light brown buttons, slightly tight light brown jeans, light brown dress shoes, and a white bow tie which he kept untied around his neck. Maybe he would tie it into a bow later on in the day.

Sebastian slid his light brown knapsack onto his back. He grabbed his folded handkerchief from on top of his pillow and slid it into the dress shirt’s pocket. He snapped the button on the pocket. He didn't want to risk losing the handkerchief. Oddly enough, it was special to him.

Before Sebastian left his room, he made sure he had everything he needed. He took a deep breath and put a smile on his face. Then Sebastian walked out of his room and closed the door behind him. The door would lock itself automatically. He took in his surroundings very carefully. Once he was near the exit, he began to twirl a lock of his hair. Once outside, he pondered if he should head towards the garden or not. Maybe if he was quiet he would be able to sneak by without being noticed. Sebastian hummed a very soft tune. He had begun to walk towards the green house.

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Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Michelle Cheshire Character Portrait: Alice Valerie "Valerie" Callinder Character Portrait: Skyler Zahner Character Portrait: Julianna Vivaldi Heart Character Portrait: Melody 'Mousie' Small Character Portrait: Jiminy March Hire Character Portrait: Andrew Pillar Character Portrait: Harry and Henry Jones Character Portrait: Anastasia Crimson
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((NOTE: I got lost on who all was at the tea party, so I just tagged everyone XD))


Valerie smiled over at Skyler. "I like vanilla, too. And strawberry," she said, casting a grin in Harry's direction. "Actually, I just like sweets in general. It always astounded my friends how many sweet things I could eat without ending up fat and with cavities. It's just genes, I guess," she shrugged. On impulse, she reached over and grabbed Skyler's arm, then Harry's, and slid her arms through theirs, standing between them.

"I swear I don't bite, so you don't have to be so afraid to get near me. Besides, it's not like I'm chock-full of different diseases," she rolled her eyes as they turned the corner, her keen memory allowing her to remember precisely where they needed to go to reach the Garden.

She tossed a glance at Harry and smiled, remembering his earlier question before she had become distracted. "I don't think you're crazy. You two are just weird, like me," she said with undeniable confidence. She danced out of their arms and ahead of them, throwing her own arms out and twirling in a circle on her toe. "As I always say, embrace your inner weirdness," she laughed, basking in the sunlight she had danced out into, having pushed through the doors to get outside.

She looked over at Skyler and quickly read what he wrote, offering him a smile. "Alright, I guess I'll catch up with you later then," she said with a nod. She then tilted her head back and sighed. "I love the sun, don't you two?" she asked Harry and Henry. "I sure am going to miss it when winter comes around. It's a good thing I love the snow, too," she tacked on thoughtfully.

Turning, Valerie looked ahead of them, and a little ways away from the Academy was what was undoubtedly a green house. "That must be the garden, right?" she asked, already skipping in that direction. Yes, she was weird, but only because she was so happy and said the most random of things, but she wasn't insane. In truth, she was only doing it in an attempt to make Harry and Henry laugh and remain her friends.

She licked her lips. "Hmm, even the thought of tea and sweets is making me parched and hungry, despite the early hour," she said thoughtfully. "Alright, I'm definitely going. Shall we?" she asked, smiling over her shoulder at them. Without really waiting for an answer, she took off in the direction of the garden house, unaware of the insane - and dangerous - people she was about to meet.

She was more then excited to see the garden, for she'd always loved flowers, especially carnations and lilacs, so when she reached the gate enclosing the garden and heard the sound of distant voices, she opened the gate without a second thought and began into the garden.

Valerie's breath caught at the sight of the magnificent garden. Flowers, trees, bushes, anything anyone could imagine, were growing in the garden. lost in her own little world, she didn't realized she had reached the area the tea party was being held at. She snapped from her daydream and silent awe of the garden, freezing in place, her heart jumping into her throat at the sight of the people before her.

They were all obviously insane.

Swallowing her fear and summoning courage she hadn't realized was there, she lifted her hand into the air, just a little, casting a look over her shoulder for the comforting face of someone she knew. She looked back at the people before her.

"Hello," she managed, a bit weakly.

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Harry laughed happily when Al-Valerie linked arms with them and skipped down the hall. This was the best day he'd had in a long while. They had made a new friend who didn't think they were crazy and was happy to have an adventure! He giggled excitedly and managed to twirl them around once before continuing in a straight line, just for the fun of it. They reached the doors leading outside then and Harry's heart soared. Valerie dashed ahead and out the doors with them hard on her tail. Harry never stopped smiling and laughed frequently in giddy excitement. She affirmed the fact that she didn't think they were crazy which caused Harry to throw his fists in the air in a sign of complete ecstasy. She liked them! She really liked them! It was rare for Harry to know that someone honestly, truly liked them, Skyler was like that, and now Alice was, too!

Harry twirled around her while she basked in the sun, hyper and very puppyish. He tripped once and sprawled on the warm grass, but only laughed, stood, and brushed himself off. Henry took a moment's control then. Rolling his eyes, he carefully cleaned the grass from his hair. "Sorry about Harry, again, he doesn't get someone who is this accepting very often. I generally don't care one way or the other, but it means the world to him. Thanks, Valerie." He winked softly before a huge grin spread over their face. "Henry!" Harry protested, "Can't take you anywhere!" Henry laughed on the inside and settled down again.

"I love the sun and snow, too! Henry gets grumpy whenever he's outside, though. Too dirty and too much movement." Harry exclaimed, prancing up to her and linking arms again. He liked it, it was fun and he generally wasn't allowed to get too close to people, either for their comfort or his and Henry's own safety. "I don't like rain, though, rain has too many memories. Henry and I are the same there." He shrugged dismissively and carried on with his new friend, behind her now that she began to run ahead. Harry laughed and called for her to wait up, already panting from their shenanigans. Most definitely, this was the best day EVER! Henry agreed for once.

Al-Valerie was far ahead of them and turned a corner as she saw the Garden. Harry wanted to see her face, the Garden made everyone catch their breath the first time they saw it. Henry didn't like the Gardening Club, and to be honest Harry didn't particularly enjoy being around them, too loud, but the Garden was always a treat. For Harry, at least. He skidded around the corner and slid to a stop behind Valerie as she fumbled out a hello. Harry nodded and waved at everyone. "Hey, guys! We heard there was tea! This is Al-Vale--oop, I mean..." they froze for a second before Harry's eyes widened and they jumped in the air, laughing and stammering excitedly, "AL-VAL! It rhymes!! Al-Val! Alvalalvalalval!! See, when we saw her in the hall she was flustered because it's her first day and she said her name was 'Al-Valerie,' and clarified Valerie, but Al-Valerie stuck in my head! Al-Val!!" He laughed and hugged his new friend without really noticing he had and rubbed his hair excitedly. "Sorry, I got excited, how is everyone! Henry is being grumpy today, so he may not be talking much."

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Marchy sat there, enjoying his tea, thinking about random little thoughts that run into his mind, when someone picked up his tray with the tea, sugar, and cream all spilling over. "Well, that's not very civil, is it." He said, looking up at who had did it to see non-other than the Queen herself. Marchy sipped his tea as he watched her with a rather confused, frustrated look on his face, his eyes slightly closed from the sun beaming down. Then it hit him! The tray made contact with the side of his head and knocked him over. Marchy, being rather mad as he is, sat up slowly after it, putting his hand to the side of his head. He had a rather blank expression on his face after being hit with a tray without letting out a single solitary cry. Looking on the ground, Marchy saw the saucer that he had the butter in face down on the ground. He picked it up to see the butter all smashed into the grass. "That had been the best butter…" Marchy said he then stood up, still holding the saucer the butter had been on in his hand and had a very angry look on his face with his eye ticking furiously. He then throw the plate as hard as any madly insane person can, which is rather hard at that, right at the Queens head. He missed hitting her head by maybe an inch or two, it flying to the side passed her and breaking into a tree. Marchy then bent down and picked up a tea cup that had also fallen off the tray. "Don't forget your TEA!" He said before throwing the tea cup at the Queens head after missing the first time.

Not even waiting to see if he scored the hit, Marchy bent down and picked up his pocket watch that had fallen off his lap and putting it in his pocket. He gave one last look to the queen them headed over to the tea party table where he saw the Hatta, Mouse-wee, Ana, and the new girl he had…passed earlier. Giving just a mere nod to the bunch, Marchy just sat down and grabbed a cup of tea, ticking every so often.

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Valerie jumped as a man - and he could be nothing else but a man, an insane one, but definitely man - approached her. She studied him on what was now instinct, not wishing for another heart palpitation. When he introduced himself, she smiled. "We'll, 'Mr. Hatter,'" she said with a grin. "I think I'm going to take I calling you Tarrant, both to annoy you, because I like that name, and because I tend to avoid conforming to other people. So Tarrant," she said, emphasizing his name. "It's a pleasure to me-"

Valerie cut off in a shriek as Harry-Henry appeared behind her, shouting and talking away. She jumped away from him, her heart hammering in her chest. "Crap, Harry! Don't do that!! You scared ten lives outhof me!" She exclaimed. "Goodness, Henry, can you try to keep Harry a little more under control? I don't feel Ike dying early from heart failure," she gasped, leaning against a tree to catch her breath after that scare.

Clearing her throat and blushing a light pink, Valerie turned back to Tarrant. "As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted ... It's a pleasure to meet you, Tarrant. My name is Alice Valerie Callinder, but call me Valerie," she smiled. She then scowled and turned back to Harry. "As for you," she said, pointing a finger at him and looking quite frightening in that moment. "Don't call me that," she pouted, all of her scary disappearing.

She tuned and peered around Tarrant at the table. "Is there green tea and chocolate cake? Oh, and strawberry?" She asked for Harry's sake. With he way that kid acted, he'd burst into tears over the mere fact that she didn't ask if they had the type of cake he wanted. "And vanilla?" She tacked on as she remember Skyler and how his favorite was that. She moved over to the table, only to retreat and scurry behind Harry, her eyes wide and staring, completely locked on Marchy. "That's the creepy kid that was singing weird versions of nursery rhymes," she whispered to him, peaking around his side cautiously. "He scared me even worse than you did just now."

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Harry bit back laughter when Al-Val jumped. Their snickers were cut off the best Harry could, tucking his top lip over his lower and looking innocently around. He bobbed back and forth on the balls of his feet as though someone else had laughed and shrugged. "Sorry," he chuckled from his chest, obviously struggling against the laughter. Henry looked at Valerie and rolled his eyes. "I've tried, Valerie. It's no use, don't even bother." He glanced at Tarrant with a stony expression on his face and nodded his stoic greeting before they returned to chuckling and bobbing. Harry put the tip of his tongue between his teeth as he smiled, laughter finally controlled.

They listened while looking at a rosebush behind Al Val and Harry snorted out a laugh again at the "rudely interrupted" bit. Tarrant was either going to murder her or be wildly amused. Knowing him, you never knew him. Harry waved at him again in case the Hatter had missed his earlier greeting and was caught off guard at Al Val's severe chastizing. The smile fell from his face and he looked pretty panicked in that moment. He pointed at his chest in question and looked around as if she could be pointing at someone else before looking back at her. His eyebrows were high on his forehead in surprise and confusion as to what he did wrong. The pout put the smile back on his face, however. He laughed once and poked her nose, leaning over to be at her eye level. "Al Val," he prodded. Karma.

Harry was thrilled when she asked about strawberry cake for them, but if they was in the planned attendance it would surely be there. They probably weren't, though, Henry tended to go straight to class so Harry never got to hang out in the mornings. Henry scoffed, "And we're not missing school today, either, Harry," he said aloud to Harry's thoughts.

Harry looked hurt. "But what about Al Val? We still have to show her around! And there's tea, Henry! TEA!"

Henry sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose. "Harry, can I ever take you anywhere?"

"Yep," he grinned, biting his lip again to hold back his laughter. That was when Al Val dashed back behind him in terror. Harry looked back at her with a small grin on his face, but concern in his eyes. Listening to what she explained he nodded. "That's Marchy. He doesn't tend to make much sense, kinda like Henry," he poked, happy to have the final word. Nonetheless, they served as an attentive shield and watched Tarra-- er, the Hatter and Marchy with a satisfied grin on their face.

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"Meow, baby."

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Chelle witnessed the scene before her- the tea tray swinging down onto the Hare's head, his admittedly comedic retaliation and his heated retreat to the tea room. She resisted the urge to burst into laughter, hypothesizing that it would only aggravate the Queen further. Sitting up, she stretched, watching curiously as quite the interesting trio walked onto the scene- Harry, Henry, and a rather delicate seeming young woman.

She watched Andrew get to his feet and approach their fellow students, wondering momentarily if she should get up and greet them as well, but decided against it. She relaxed back onto the ground, stretching out in the sun's warm rays. She closed her eyes, her lips curling into a relaxed smile.

Opening her eyes for a moment, she caught movement in the corner of her eye. Lifting herself up, she turned towards what had caught her eye. To her surprise, it was Sebastian- she would've thought he had been up by now, but she soon shrugged it off. She contemplated whether or not to go and greet him, and decided: Why not?

She strolled over to him, bowing exaggeratedly when she reached him. "Good morning, Your Highness," she snickered, "how is the King this morning?"

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"That it is. . .That it is. ." the Hatter mutters after a burst of laughter which had followed a rather uncharacteristic expression of realization and general displeasure. Julianna watches him trot away absentmindedly, probably muttering some other form of stupidity to himself as he does so. Incompetent fool! Wait- she instinctively stepped to the side to dodge a teacup which was thrown directly at her head, and then ducked away from another one before bursting into arrogant laughter once more, raising one hand to point mockingly at Marchy before shouting, "You couldn't hit me if there were a target on my head!" Of course, by this point the man has already walked away, heading down the path which the Hatter had taken. After a moment, her eyes widen in realization that they had not left her territory, instead just walking further into the garden, probably towards the green house or where she had earlier been reading and enjoying a light breakfast. The fact that they would dare do such a thing makes her fume, curling her hands into fists that dig into her palm and leave crescent-shaped imprints on the slightly calloused skin. Why do they keep staying in my garden! Rotten peasants! Where is Stayne when I need him? She thinks with great irritation, striding after them to threaten them some more in an attempt to erase their presence from her territory. She doesn't go bumbling about in their spots -not that she'd want to, when she has the garden- and yet something about today has given them the idea that they don't have to share that same courtesy with her. The queen stops in front of the tea party, set up in her tea pavilion, and is about to scream at them when she spots an unfamiliar face- a girl with blond hair who is talking to Anastasia (of the chess club, not her Anastasia)'s brother, Skyler. Instantly curious, for she is the sort to be infatuated by the first new thing that she sees, and very rarely does one find a new person in this school for the gifted and insane. Not hesitating, or thinking about the fact that she may be bothering either of them, Julianna strides up to the young woman, previous malice gone as she smiles at her, just as Skyler had walked away.

"Hello, dear. I don't believe I've seen you here before?" she says sweetly, seemingly perfectly insane- if one hadn't seen her smashing a tray over Marchy's head a few moments ago, and then expertly dodging the teacups as though it were a daily occurrence for her. "I'm Julianna Vivaldi Heart, but you can call me Julianna- or Queen."

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"Meow, baby."

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Chelle suppressed a chuckle at the Sebastian's flustered expression as she bowed, a red-faced smile that grew more bashful as she implied he was true royalty. She had picked up this nickname from the White Queen a while back, and delighted in the reactions she witnessed as a result of it.

She raised an eyebrow as he questioned her own morning, briefly searching for a response in her non-linear thoughts. She followed his gaze to the scene she had just left- the contents of the Hare's tea tray spread on the ground, the absolute chaos that spread before them. "It's certainly been an...interesting morning," she snickered, "thanks to your sister and the Hare. Not to mention the one who has...tumbled into the rabbit hole, per se." At her final words, she gestured loosely to Alice, smirking at her uncanny analogy. "Ironic, considering we have a rabbit of our own, no?" She murmured, turning her gaze back to Sebastian.

"I've been meaning to introduce myself to her...but curiosity tends to pose quite a threat to 'cats' such as I," she grinned lopsidedly, giggling softly. Her gaze flickered towards where Andrew stood- blinking curiously as Skyler made his way towards her friend.

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Valerie couldn't help the eye roll that she made. What a conceited, arrogant, pompous ninny! She sipped at her tea, barely controlling herself and remaining in her controlled state. Do not grow angry ... Do not become angered ... Do not yell, scream, or shout ... She barely managed to get through Julianna's little lecture without blowing a fuse, but when she finally stopped chattering away in her oddly-annoying yet in a strange way hypnotizing voice, it was more of a relief than it should have been.

She glanced up as a boy sat down near her and began to speak, introducing himself. When he puffed out the small from his cigarette, it traveled across to her and broke away in a circle on her face, causing her to cough and wave her hand before lowering the tea cup she held. "Why who am I? I'm Alice, of course. But I tend to go by the name of Valerie. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Caterpillar," she said, rising to give him a small curtsy. She then lowered herself back into her seat and turned her gaze to settle it on The Hatter.

"As for your earlier statement, I agree that the name Alice is quite lovely, but I despise it so. You would, too, if you meant to you what it means to me," she said, her eyes a bit darker with hidden sorrow. "And I am very happy now, thank you," she said, in an annoyed fashion, before turning to the girl who just randomly sat on the table.

They are all stark raving mad!

Valerie let out a breath and curtsied to the girl before sitting back down, not wanting to shake more hands then she already had today. "It's very nice to meet you, Miss Cheshire. My name is Alice, but please, call me Valerie," she said, offering her a kind smile. When the bell rang, she pushed herself up and stretched, a few joints popping, before smiling at everyone, even the 'Queen'. "Well, since you all have to return to class now, I suppose I will have nothing better to do than unpack my suitcases and then sit around for the rest of the day. That is, if the principal will return my things to me. I haven't a clue as to why he took them in the first place. It isn't like I'm a danger to anyone or myself," she said, obviously puzzled by this. She shrugged. "Oh well, I guess it just can't be helped," she added, finishing off her tea and setting it on the table. She turned from the small party and started in the direction of the gate of the garden, before she paused and looked over her shoulder at Julianna.

"Oh, and I suppose an answer to your earlier question about why I would like to live in a world without hatred and anger is long past due. It's quite simple, actually. Why live with hatred and anger to those around you that you truly do care about when life is so short and should be cherished?" she asked, tilting her head a bit to the side. She then flipped her hair a bit and started from the garden, picking her way carefully through it. Only, she realized too late that she must have made a wrong turn, for she had walked for only a few minutes before realizing she was completely and utterly lost. Again.

She stood in a small circle of bushes with a large apple tree in the center, which she now stood below, casting shadows all around her. The air had gone still and it was quiet, almost too quiet. The shadows seemed to move of their own accord, ominously, for there was no breeze. For no reason at all, she felt her heart leap into her throat, of nothing other then fear. In an attempt to calm herself, she lowered herself onto a bench underneath the tree, bouncing her leg as tears formed in her eyes. For some odd reason, she couldn't control what happened next. One moment, she was sitting there, just a bit afraid, and the next, she was crying.

"Oh, why did I ever have to go an agree to come to this stupid Academy?" she whispered, dropping her face into her hands. Her tears merely soaked into her skin and slipped between her fingers, dripping onto the grass below her. She swallowed back a sob as an old saying from when her mother was alive reentered her mind.

"It's good advice to stay where you are, until someone finds you," she whispered. Only, she added a part. "But who would ever look for me here?" she sniffled a little. Drawing her legs up and tucking her skirts down so that her dress still covered her and she wasn't indecent, she buried her face in her knees. "The people here are mad and I just want to go home. I told grandmother that I wasn't ready to go anywhere, not so soon after Amanda ..." she clutched her sister's locket in her hand, so hard that it left an indent in her palm. Reciting a quote she and her sister had lived by, she said it in a wobbly voice, thick with tears. "Fate made us sisters, but by choice we were best friends .. And you will always, always remain my sister ..."

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