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Post by Alice Kingsley on Feb 7, 2011 14:16:41 GMT -5
"So it's agreed them? We will all join at Hatter's table for tea!" As Alice continued to urge for everyone to follow herself and the Hatter. She studied the new for for a second longer then offered her hand. She was hoping she was see this as a sign of friendship and peace. Alice certainly didn't want her wondering off and tripping in to trouble.
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Post by Captain Jack Sparrow on Feb 28, 2011 0:55:02 GMT -5
Jack heard the voice of a new being and whipped around to see another lass approaching the already strange group. What was causing this gathering... and why was he apart of it? The other girl, Alice, was addressing him. Lingering on the newcomer for a moment more than was necessary, he turned his eyes back to Alice.
"Of course, luv. I'd be honoured to join yer party... and as the fellow here said, the more the better, aye? I'm never one to pass up an opportune moment to celebrate, savvy?" He then smirked at Alice's enthusiasm and snuck a glance back at the other woman. "Very much so."
Now looking towards the clown, Jack tilted his head in confusion. How did he know the girl's name was Jill? Was she like Alice... apart of their own little world with the mad man? He was also impressed by this man's use of words... Jack usually used his wits and words himself to confuse his companions but this man... this man was putting him to shame on a level. Not that Jack would ever voice that out loud. For what seemed like the first time in his life, he was lost with words but he'd do his best to outdo the clown when the opportune moment showed itself.
A few minutes later, Jack was swaggering after the Hatter, hoping he could somehow get something better than tea to quench his thirst. Donnie seemed to agree with him on that so maybe there was a chance.
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Feb 28, 2011 21:10:47 GMT -5
Well how about that! Jack had agreed to joining them, so it now seemed they had a complete set. In that case, there was no longer any reason for the hatter to dilly or dally in any of his dealings. That being said, the need for speed truly emerged, so a new route would be preferred.
Darting off to the left, as if suddenly being pulled by some magnetic force, Hatter took a quick and very well defined path through an area with plants that continued to grow more and more wildly. While the entrance showed simple daisies, within moments one could be lost as surrounded by stalks of great heights.
"This way is far quicker. Trust me!" the hatter called out to the rest of the group as he took a step out and suddenly disappeared, as he had fallen through an incredibly large hole, no longer to be seen. However, he could be heard.
"Keep up, won't you?!" his voice resonated from within the dark depths.
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Post by Donnie Brasco on Mar 12, 2011 12:32:37 GMT -5
Donnie kept quiet for a bit, as the group seemed in agreement to follow the man they called the Hatter. Despite the buzz he was currently feeling from his earlier drinks, his training was still in tact and he was paying close attention to what was going on, still not sure if he had just stumbled upon a traveling circus or if there was something more deviant going on here.
Suddenly the hatter was moving quicker and at a more determined pace now that the entire group had seemingly agreed to follow. Donnie hurried after him, trying to keep up and not get lost (as he really already was pretty lost and would have no clue as to how to get back from where he was right now). Suddenly the Hatter dropped from sight and Donnie froze "What the...?"
"Ladies be careful...." He warned them, not wanting to see the women getting hurt following a madman.
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Post by Joon on Nov 20, 2011 17:15:56 GMT -5
Opening her eyes and pulling her hands away from her head Joon is surprised to sit up and find herself, instead of on a bus sitting next to Sam slowly moving away from Benny and her old house, sitting somewhere in an almost labyrinth of tall thickets of very strange looking plants. 'Oh no,' she thinks to herself, 'I've finally lost it completely' with this thought Joon puts her head face down into her hands and starts to cry softly repeating to herself "He was right. Benny was right."
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