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 Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 7:42 pm
 King Alexander Red
❝ "I'm the New Red King" is directly proportional to "I am Awesome." ❞
Queen Lyno had sat on a bench, and she looked magnificent over the beautiful background. Alexander was awestruck for a moment, but then convinced himself that it was a stupid thing to be awestruck about so he busied himself with the preparations.
He took out a long roll of parchment, and his favorite red quill, then he started scribbling on it furiously. He wrote a list of guests, a list of food, and the venue for the party. He was obviously taking the party very seriously, and people who knew him well can say it was because he was terribly bored. When he was done, he read the lists one last time and with a satisfied grin, gave it to the White Queen. "Here! It is done! Now, read it! Come on, Read it!"
He jumped up from the bench, full of energy and excitement, "We will hold the party in the middle of the forest, so that everyone can join! The lowest of the low, the most annoying of the annoying, and even Chey can join in! An invitation will be announced at dawn tomorrow, so that people can prepare." He gave out a hearty laugh, "And the food will be exquisite! The long table will be halved into two: Red and White, whatever you want at yours, and the most premium cuts of meat in mine! I don't like pastries you see." Then to end his speech, "then after all that, we can have a grand game! What do you suggest, my Queen?"
After saying so much, he finally let the queen speak.
((OOC: Not one of my best posts either. Crappy post is crappy. ;o; ))
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 8:39 pm
 Amanda Temes (The New Alice) Amanda heard her name get called yet again, and by a familiar voice no less! She looked in the direction of Kris and Klaus and blushed redder than the King's clothing. Well...no, that's a bit of an exaggeration, nothing is more Red than the Kings clothing... She thought to hide behind Chey, but since she has a habit of not existing at times, she thought against it. It would seem much more odd to hide at this point anyway so she just stood there, silently blushing. She did mange to stammer out." You did see me... a moment ago..." She wasn't if it was due to her ature or the situation but not a single word more escaped.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 8:44 pm
 ⧼ ♕ Кiɾάℓɥℵő ♕ ⧽
She had forgotten she was daydreaming and blushed slightly, ashamed of her inconsideration towards this dashing young king with enough prowess to keep a lion in his place. She giggled lightly thinking of the encounter. Oh no, she was dazing again. Looking up at Alexander with a sheepish smile. "Pastries can be good for a proud ruler like you, although I wouldn't suggest you overindulge on these delicious cream puffs my chef makes. Oh! They are absolutely scrumptious with a cup of nice, warm tea! And since they are dashed with a small pinch of powdered sugar, oh it is absolutely divine! I would think someone like you would own up to a sweet tooth however tender and tough meat would suit that K-9 tooth of yours quite well!" She clasped her hands together and smiled again, but looked past him towards the sun in its peak. She rose form her seat and grabbed Alexander's hand without hesitation and began leading him down the maze of a courtyard she had and sooner than ever they appeared in front of a large fountain made of white marble with little specks of the prism. "Alexander, will you do something for me?" Lyno asked with arched eyebrows, perhaps she was a bit hasty? "Make a wish into the fountain Alexander my dear, it is said the gods bless those who humble themselves in front of this foundation or ask of its good wishes passed to them. How do you think my subjects accepted such a..." she paused slightly, pitying herself even more now "vulnerable queen" she finally said with a sigh accompanying 'vulnerable'. It was true people had said she was a bit 'quiet' or 'dull' and sometimes a bit 'shy' but Lyno was not the one to impose on others, for she held respect to those who could follow a ruler than the ruler holding fear and panic throughout its citizens each and every day he or she were to come into town or announce something. But was she the wrong candidate to protect such a nation as of this? She felt ashamed of even speaking to Alexander, every word she spoke made her feel she was accosting him like some sort of demented youngling. She did not even know how old he was. With such high spirits she could only imagine him being about five years younger than her, she had a spark when she was twenty, but with spark comes impulse, and impulse comes to embarrassment and consequences. She had hoped Alexander wouldn't use this as a refuge to conquer her kingdom and bring upon a whole new tyrannical nation, pink. Even though the light humor was making her feel a little better she felt as thought she were wasting her time with Alexander and let go of his palm and held it over her chest while the other held her bicep in shyness.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 3:43 am
King Alexander Red
❝ "I'm the New Red King" is directly proportional to "I am Awesome." ❞
The Wonderful Queen Lyno had begun to endorse her chef's cream puffs to him, and as much as he enjoyed the company of the queen, he couldn't help but make a face.
Alexander never knew why, but he never, ever enjoyed sweet things. The smoothness of cream, the sweetness of powdered sugar, the slight crunch of a well-baked cookie, never appealed to the flamboyant red king. He cringed at the mention of a possibility that he may start liking pastries once he tried the said cream puffs. He put up both of his hands as if trying to protect himself from the pastries, and simply said "N-no I don't think so. Thank you for suggesting though, maybe I'll get some for my pet crimson, but I think I'll stick to eating meat. " and as oblivious as he was on how he started hating pastries, he also didn't know why he loved meat so much. He loved the challenge of cutting through tough steaks, chewing savory beefs, and the gravy. Oh how he loved gravy. He put gravy in everything-- on his meat, in his soup, and at some point, in his tea. If gravy was a woman, he would've married her at first sight.
Queen Lyno stood up from her seat and held his hand, her gaze seemed far and her mind was elsewhere. Which was a good thing on Alexander's part, because she didn't notice how flustered he was and how it made his face as red as his garments. Queen Lyno seemed very distraught and discouraged, so much in fact that even the Red King's still heart couldn't help but move a bit. He looked at the fountain she was referring to, and he couldn't help but think if he shoud build a fountain in the red kingdom as well, it looked pretty cool. She requested Alexander to make a wish in the fountain, and said that it was so effective that it was able to make her queen.
she thinks that her wishing was what made her queen?
"Preposterous!" He said waving in the air as if trying to blow away her negative thoughts. "That is not the reason why you were made queen! you were made queen because of your skill...because people believed in you! Erase that thought! Erase it now!" He folded his arms impatiently. "I consider you a worthy ruler. Worthy enough to rule a kingdom greater than my own. And if you won't recognize your skill, I will put it upon myself to relief wonderland of your reign." Then he looked at the fountain and pointed at it, "...and I won't wish in that if it is connected to your view on yourself. If i'm gonna wish in it, it should be a wish that I will not regret, and that I believe is something that I can't achieve on my own or with the help of others. Period!" He stomped his foot to prove his point.
He believed in the White Queen, and he didn't like it if she didn't.
The sun was slowly setting, and the scenery was getting darker. The prism parts of the fountain twinkled, along with the crystalline water that flowed in it. The Red King couldn't help but marvel at the glistening beauty of the white kingdom.
((OOC: The idea of a "pink" kingdom just cracked me up. I've never thought of that before. lol ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 11:57 am
⧼ ♕ Кiɾάℓɥℵő ♕ ⧽ Lyno gasped slightly and stepped back in fear a few inches but looked at Alexander unwaveringly as a smile came to her face, it seemed as thought this man were on a manhunt to preserve her queenly hood. Her small chuckle turned into full blown laughter as she attempted to cover her pale face with her pale hand. "Alexander, you're such a...fun person to be with!" She finally said after her fit of laughing as small tears caressed her cheeks and gleamed as the sun hit it at a strange angle. "Alexander, if we were children I would think you'd be quite the rambunctious one. My reign was not of my own doing you see, for this was the strangest of events leading up to it as well. The gods had blessed me. Do I look like the sort of ruler whom my people would respect? Not at all, I am more of the quiet servant who meanders around town for a few days in search of revelation, epiphany, purpose. And alas they called upon me to reign after the old queen had died. Pity it was, truly. I denied the request and went into hiding. But my ink blots exposed my hiding place" Lyno shook her head in laughter again, "I had all these ink blots on my horrible dress they thought I came from some other kingdom! My parents were outraged you would assume, made me more of the charismatic sort than i was and viola. They are dead and I am put into the shiny and comfy throne. Alexander, I hope I have no bothered you too much. I know you to be quite the sort without much of an attention span, if it be you forgive me." She swallowed and rested her palms against her dress and sighed. "Sometimes I doubt myself, as if I was not the perfect person to rule this great and peaceful nation of white. Bah, I am merely interrupting you for no reason. I'll leave you be, whenever the party will happen let my castle servants know. I'll just take a small nap or something...." Lyno began to leave with a sudden heaviness in her heart and began to sigh quietly as she left Alexander behind. She heard what he said, 'And if you won't recognize your skill, I will put it upon myself to relieve Wonderland of your reign". Those words haunted Lyno now in the worst way possible. Did he really mean it? Was it a Scared Straight Tactic? She could only hope.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 5:58 pm
King Alexander Red
❝ "I'm the New Red King" is directly proportional to "I am Awesome." ❞
King Alexander huffed his cheeks when Queen Lyno left.
"And she calls herself a queen! She should have more confidence in herself." he spoke loudly, to no one in particular. Then, as if a divine intervention, his gaze fell on the glittering fountain. He thought for a moment, and then decided against it, but then decided for it. There was a strong personality conflict happening inside him, and after a great debate, the good side had won.
He kneeled on one leg in front of the fountain, even if he hated kneeling because it signified surrender. He looked at the sparkling water falling into it, and with all the sincerity in his heart, he wished deeply, "Oh magical fountain." He began, "I am not one to kneel, nor am I one to make wishes. But I acknowledge my lack of power in certain areas, and turn to you in this time of need." he took of his hat, and held it to his chest solemnly "My dear Queen Lyno seems to be blessed in many aspects of her life, but there is one thing that she lacks, but so greatly needs," He looked up at the fountain again, "She needs the confidence of a ruler, and the self-esteem of a queen. This is all I ask great fountain, and if you cannot grant it, then I will take over this very kingdom on which you stand." He stood up and wore his hat once again, he had done what he would never do, and he was planning to keep his word. If Queen Lyno cannot rule this nation, then he will.
He marched back into the room were they all convened, and showed everyone the lists and preparations needed to be done. In his booming voice he ordered them around with an air of authority. He turned to the well-connected twins, "You will give the invites. You two know a lot of people here in wonderland, use that knowledge." then he turned to the hatter and the march hare, "can you overlook the food preparations? You two have both the White servants and the Red servants to do your bidding. Just follow the list, please." then he turned to Amanda and Chey, "The both of you will think of the game we will play at the end of the party. Since I can assume that you two are fun-loving people, I trust that you can do this task." He clapped both of his hands,"I will take care of the venue! Off to work people! The party is on the day after tomorrow, at dawn! Be guided!" Then he swept out of the room with his throng of soldiers, finally relieving the room of the sea of red.
The red king felt extra kingly today.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:09 pm
Kris & Klaus
Zwillinge
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Kris and Klaus could've sworn that Amanda turned a shade almost as red as King Alexander's clothing as they approached. Of course, no color could ever be as red as the King, but at the moment, Amanda came pretty close.
Kris grinned at Amanda's stammered reply. "Really? Then no wonder your image is still fresh in my mind - and, might I add, the image ain't all that bad either."
"Don't embarrass her any more than she already is, Kris. It's rude." Klaus came up beside his brother, elbowing him in the side.
"Is'at what she is, embarrassed? Explains her extremely tomato-ish shade." Kris looked at Amanda, a friendly smirk on his face. "What'cha doing getting all embarrassed for?"
At that moment, the Red King burst into the room how he always does. He said something about a party and how they must prepare with utmost fashion, giving everybody a quick glance at a long scroll in his hands. Then, voice booming, Alexander gave everybody brief descriptions of their tasks.
Turning to the twins, he said, "You will give the invites. You two know a lot of people here in wonderland, use that knowledge." Then, he marched to the others to give them their own duties.
The twins stared a moment, then turned to each other, matching gleams of mischief twinkling in their eyes.
"Say, Klaus, the king ain't told us who exactly to invite, did he?"
"He did not, Kris. He did not indeed."
"You know what I'm thinking of who to invite?"
"Of course, Kris. I'm your brother."
"Well then, let's go hand out some invites!"
"Right behind you, brother."
As one, the two brothers spun on their heels and whisked out the door. With them handling the guest list, it was definitely going to be an interesting party.
[[ooc: Might I say that I absolutely love King Alexander? [; ]]
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:20 pm
Amanda Temes (The New Alice) She just couldn't answer when Kris asked why she was embarrassed. Her blush would've faded right then, but had he mentioned that her picture fresh in his mind was a good one, which reinstated her blushing. Then the king popped in which pretty much erased her blush. He said something about a game... at the end of a party... what was she going to do with that. She supposed that with Chey helping they could come up with something eccentric but at the moment she was strapped for ideas. Before she even had a chance to respond, Kris and Klaus left in a rush. She had even missed what they said, as she was thinking too deeply about the game.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:55 pm
(( lol I haven't even been accepted yet, so I'm not sure if I can post ^^; ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 8:35 pm
𝔦'𝔳𝔢 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔬r𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 ᴅιsᴛᴀɴcᴇ
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔴 ι'νᴇ sᴡᴏʀɴ 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱
𝔦'𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 ʟᴏɴᴇʟιɴᴇss ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬  Removing her eyes from the azure skies above her, Tziphorah craned her neck to the left at the small grandfather clock that she had precariously perched against her hookah. It was golden-plated by nature with small intricate details masterfully carved into the metal with a reddened tinge to it. The clock 'ticked' as much as it 'tocked' and she appreciated keeping it within her company. Although not as obsessive over time as the White Rabbit, the insectuine female always did appreciate the small token, whether or not the giver of the clock was in fact genuine. Lifting an ivory hand, the Caterpillar touched the center of the clock's face, right where the two hands met in the center, pushing it back a bit more so her eyes could focus more on the actual time.
Her plump lips pursed for a moment before she raised herself into a seated position, first digging her elbows into the top of her mushroom home before rocking her chest forward and using that force to sit up. Resting against the hand that she had just used to give her the time, Tziphorah then leaned over to the righ before grasping ahold of the extra skin of her lower half before heaving it back onto the mushroom. One instance that she never tolerated was her body sliding off of her home, forcing her away from her beloved hookah, or creating an even more disasterous outcome; herself actually causing any harm to the dear thing.
Once her lower section had coiled around her, actually allowing her somewhat of a back support, the resting Caterpillar then leaned back against the bulging mass behind her. A satisfied sigh immediately escaped through her parted lips as her dark hair spilled out around her, like a cascading waterfall of ebony tears. Emerald orbs fixated on many objects that, in turn, tore her attention away from the one that came before it. The first were the many layers of blankets of fine silks and comforters of fine furs that she was currently laying upon. As her left hand had taken her hookah's hose in between her index and middle fingers, her right hand had found its way to entangling in the starkly different texured fabrics. Each layer had its own movement and feel to it that it almost brought immediate ease to the woman-like insect.
The next was her hookah.
With fixed emerald orbs, did the rather buxom Tziphorah stare at the golden stand that shone in the light of day. Everything about her most valued treasure peaked her interests. From the expensive tobacco that she placed neatly into the coned peak at the top, to the ornate details of small precious jewels embedded into the precious metal, to the feeling of euphoria that it gave her and the surrounding area. If she were ever to part with her prized treasure, then surely she would disappear as quickly from Wonderland as the Cheshire.
I wonder how dear Chesire has been doing lately?
The woman thought absentmindedly to herself as she placed the hose of her hookah between her luscious lips and inhaled the sweet smoke, dousing herself in yet another mental and physical state of pure ecstacy.
[Out.Of.Mushrooms:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 10:08 pm
WhiteWingtip (( lol I haven't even been accepted yet, so I'm not sure if I can post ^^; )) ((Well, the creator of the RP hasn't been online in a while, so I say, if he doesn't say otherwise in a week or so, just start posting. ^.^ ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 10:30 pm
Kris & Klaus
Zwillinge
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Kris and Klaus climbed through the massive, bountiful shrubbery that surrounded Tziphorah's home. A strange one, that female Caterpillar. From what Kris and Klaus heard, she and the previous generations of caterpillars before her shared many traits, even their love of tobacco and the use of it through a hookah. Kris and Klaus could see the wisps of smoke rising from her home yards away.
Kris grinned. "First person ya need for a party like the one the King's throwing is that woman right there."
"Aside from us."
They burst through the final brush of shrubbery and found Tziphorah, as usual, sitting atop her mushroom home, absentmindedly smoking her hookah.
"Yo, Tziphorah!"
"How's our lovely caterpilllar been doing?"
"Splendid, I hope."
"Marvelous, must be, from the looks of it."
"Have you remodeled the place, Tziphorah? I think you've remodeled it."
"She can't remodel the place, Kris. Her place consists of shrubs and a mushroom."
"Well, maybe you can redecorate the mushroom."
"You can't redecorate a mushroom. It's a mushroom."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 3:40 am
King Alexander Red
❝ "I'm the New Red King" is directly proportional to "I am Awesome." ❞
Before Alexander left, he gave the white servants instructions. "Follow everything that the March Hare Radbod, and the hatter Maxim has to say to you. This is a direct order from your queen, I'm simply relaying a message. That is all!" Then he swished out of the room in a flurry of red, with his soldiers at his heel.
King Alexander ordered his soldiers to march ahead of him, and that when they reached the forest, they were to create a boundary for the party. When all things were said, King Alexander went back to the red kingdom on his own.
He arrived in the red kingdom in a serious mood, so all of his subjects were quiet, and greeted him only when he passed by. He again told his servants to follow everything that Radbod or Maxim told them. They quietly agreed and Alexander went on his way. Work was fast in the red kingdom, and after spending a long and tiring day in the white kingdom, his new room was finished and fully furnished. He went into his room and locked the door immediately behind him. Then as if being turned off like a switch (again) he threw off his shoes, coat and hat in a very ungraceful way, and flopped on the bed, face-first in a very not-kingly manner.Even the great Red King's battery can run out, and right now he was exhausted. He exerted a great effort to roll a bit so that his face could be facing up, and what he saw just pissed him off.
Probably meant to be a joke, the people who were ordered to furnish the room decided to place a big poster of Queen Lyno on the ceiling of his bed. There were many rumors about the White Queen and the Red King, and although Alexander would usually just let the joke pass, he was no in the mood. He screamed for his servants. "WHO ARE THE PEOPLE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS?" His servants immediately ran towards his room, "U-us sire!" He glared at them by just moving his head, still too tired to go full-scale berserk on them. "What am I, a bloody teenager? GET THIS POSTER OFF MY WALL." the servants scattered like mice, and immediately put down the enormous picture of the beautiful queen. He flopped back down as soon as they closed the door. He mumbled into his pillow, very much disturbed by the stirrings of his heart,
"This sucks."
He couldn't believe that he actually told Lyno about how he would take over the white kingdom. And to her of all people! He didn't mean to hurt her feelings, but there were times when he just couldn't stop his mouth. He felt very bad, and decided to do something to make it up to her.
I wonder what?
((OOC: Thanks! But Kris and Klaus are adorable too. I just love their funny exchanges— very realistic between twins. rofl ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 11:29 am
𝔦'𝔳𝔢 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔬r𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 ᴅιsᴛᴀɴcᴇ
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔴 ι'νᴇ sᴡᴏʀɴ 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱
𝔦'𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 ʟᴏɴᴇʟιɴᴇss ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Upon a rustling in the distance, the currently retracted Caterpillar just stared airily at the 'ceiling' of her hidden home. The shrubbery that hid her mushroom were long blades of grass and various leaves that had fell in upon the strands. They all curved towards the center, but allowing enough room at the top of the coned strands for an exit for her beautifully colored plumes of smoke. Also, it couldn't hurt to let in a little sunlight once in awhile.
As Kris and Klaus finally emerged from the last few blades of grass that had blocked them from view, Tziphorah's head craned over to the side before her emerald jewels finally fell upon the two men that now stood before her. As they provided her some amusement with their usual never-ending speech, the lovely Caterpillar raised herself from the bulging mass behind her, her lower half quickly uncoiling itself from around her as she made her way to the edge of her mushroom. At her more casual of moments, like this, she only stood about six feet from the ground, with the mushroom only providing her four of that feet. It wasn't meant to keep her from the ground, merely to provide her comfort and some protection from outside preditors.
"O' my, the Zwillinge boys, I must say I have been feeling exceedingly insouciant today."
As the plump lips of the raven-haired woman parted, a cloud of blue smoke escaped, quickly forming in the air the 'O' as she was just pronouncing it. Now casually sitting on the edge of her mushroom, Tziphorah was able to catch the twins in the right light, a shadow falling upon her own face in the process. Her long thumb nail clicked against the decorative hose of her hookah as she continued to exhale more smoke from her last session. The flurry of colors that escaped her lips created their own imagery for what words the buxom beauty had placed so precariously in her sentences. But as she took in her first breath, her emerald orbs still observing the two from her perch, the insectuine woman placed the hose between her luscious lips once more and took a rather large drag of her hookah.
At first her eyes fell upon Kris; the crafty, silver-tongued devil of the two, before her gaze eventually fell upon that of his twin; Klaus. Kris always did have a pretty renouned reputation for swooning many a female with his sly nature combined with his wit. There was a time, a long time ago, that Tziphorah would have become one of his mindless, smitten followers, but such a future for her was far beneath her. Or at least, she thought it was. Klaus on the other hand wasn't nearly as mischevious as his dark-haired twin, but he was still more than entertaining to the tan-skinned Caterpillar. At least his wit was used more for intellectual conversations than meaningless pranks.
"So, what can I do for my two favorite men today~?"
Tziphorah asked with an airy touch to her voice, which still slid off her tongue like velvet. She had been told by many a suitor before that her voice was simply enchanting, but such frivalous nothings never rang in her ears nearly as well as a stimulating conversation. After she blew out all of her multi-colored smoke once more, her plump lips made a quick popping sound before they closed once more over her hose as she awaited the twins' answer.
[Out.Of.Mushrooms: I love Kris&Klaus too! ]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 5:46 pm
He went that way! I mean, left. That left. No, not your left!
Not mine either, dear, stop looking. No, not up! Left!
Wait...That's right, isn't it? Oh, it doesn't matter either way!
Just go search every-which-way and everywhere and you're bound to find him somewhere,
for if he isn't anywhere in everywhere, he's nowhere!
And no one can be nowhere! • Ҫ Ӈ Ȝ ϒ •▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ The invisible young woman turned her head side to side as the group filtered out, thinning and thinning. She decided it was high time to materialize, for the disappearing act was making her drowsy the longer she kept it up."My dear Amanda, I apologize once more. I can only assume my mood swings have put you into confusion? It is hard, difficult, half way to impossible, to make riddles when there is nothing for the riddler to riddle about." She pouted her pink lips, thinking back on things. Perhaps the blonde did have a point.
Whether or not she did, Chey's mind meandered off to the party. Certainly she wouldn't go, not around all of those people. Certainly. Too much noise, but...Then again...The humour she could find in the mixing pot of a Wonderland-wide party delighted her. "Oh!" She exclaimed aloud, "The Caterpillar! I have not seen that lovely woman in ages. She would show up, it'd be nice to see her again..." Well, why not visit her now? The cat liked that idea very much, maybe she'd even spy the deranged Radbod or another familiar face on her way. With a halfhearted twirl of her striped dress, the woman turned to Amanda and waved."My dear, would you terribly mind giving my regards to Hatter?" She called, "He's another fascinating soul I haven't seen in awhile, but I believe Tziphorah and I have much more catching up to do..." She began to mumble, walking away. She hadn't rightly known the girl was hiding from Maxim, so it wasn't entirely her fault that she was about to leave the girl with the Madman.Unlike the giddiness she got being around Amanda and, sometimes, Maxim, she felt more serene and deviously mischevious around the Caterpillar. With that hookah of hers, perhaps it was the smoke Chey didn't like too much? Sometimes unpleasant things had pleasant effects, she supposed.After having strolled back outside the pearly gates, following the many footprints of soldiers, she frowned. "Walking isn't much fun, as opposed to how I usually get about." The Cheshire murmured, spying the distance from where she was now to where she was going, her ears swiveling.
After a moment of consideration she decided to poof herself to the mushroom forest, far too lazy of a cat to walk the entire way.In a hushed plume of smoke the girl aparated along a path amonst colorful mushrooms, already smelling the smoke of the elegant hookah. She coughed once, frowning in displeasure. "Nasty habit, that." She quipped, strolling to where she heard voices.   ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ {I guess we aren't waiting up for Spork? :/ }
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