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-Alice
Aster White, he/they
Aster has choppy shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, rosey cheeks, and generally looks like a sweet person. He always is sticking his nose in other people's business and never leaves anyone alone. Acts all sweet and nice but that just hides his murderous truths. (does this work?)
yep!
Yay ^-^
(May I join as either of the open spots? This sounds awesome!)
Sure, pick a spot ^^
(I'll take the Queen of Hearts, if that's alright with you!)
P0g
(Thanks! I'll get my character up in a bit.)
Please make your little info post for your character! And I can probably get a starter up soon
Queen of Hearts
Name: Marisol Red
Gender: Female, she/her
General Appearance: Bright red hair the color of blood - assumed to be dyed, but since the color hasn't faded, no one quite knows. Eyes the exact shade of poison ivy, and caramel colored skin. Very long fingernails, plump lips constantly seeming to be pushed into a pout. Long lashes, arrogant expressions, high cheekbones. About 5'4''.
Other: Demi-sexual
Lovely! I love her!
Tick tock tick tock
The clock ticks away as a new mouse is escorted into the maze, that being the only sound other than footsteps and angry mutterings from the guards. The main door, a contraption of steel and peeling paint, slid open and our little mouse was pushed into a room filled with all the denizens of Wonderland. The door was closed right after the mouse stumbled into the room.
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Marisol leaned delicately against the wall, picking her white teeth with one long, sharp nail. She didn't seem to spot the new arrival, but then again, it was unusual that she would; she wasn't one to notice things that didn't involve her. Her eyes ran over the occupants of the room with her usual lidded disdain before straightening.
"Does anyone have anything to do?" She drawled. "This place needs a little spice-up, don't you think?"
Aster walked into the place, and looked around at all of the others. He wanted to go up and talk to each of them, figure out why they were here, but decided to wait a moment. He figured he should introduce himself first. "Hi! I am Aster! What are your names?" He was honeslty trying to be polite.
Poe watched from the corner, counting under his breath. He fingered the pocketwatch around his neck and eyed the newcomer warily. When he’d counted to sixty, he let out a breath.
Aster walked up to the new person and looked them over, "who are you? Where did you come from? What is your favorite color?" He started spewing question after question. Generally bothering them and getting up in their face. "I am Aster! Nice to meet you" He said not even waiting for them to respond to his questions.
(Ah I suppose I wasn't clear enough sorry, you are the new inmate)
Aster walked up to the new person and looked them over, "who are you? Where did you come from? What is your favorite color?" He started spewing question after question. Generally bothering them and getting up in their face. "I am Aster! Nice to meet you" He said not even waiting for them to respond to his questions.
(Ah I suppose I wasn't clear enough sorry, you are the new inmate)
(0h..let me just rewrite my thing then)
Damon peered at the boy from his large, almost cartoonish-looking, armchair. "Hello, I would be Damon, The Mad Hatter as I've been dubbed." He brought a hand up to his mouth to cover a giggle. "But Damon is adequate to call me!" He finished cheerfully, resting his head on his knee as he continued to keep his eyes on the new occupent.
(so like, clothes? what are the uh thoughts on that?)
(so like, clothes? what are the uh thoughts on that?)
(Everyone has a different dyed jumpsuit! with something embroidered on it. For example, Damon has a purple jumpsuit with a top hat embroidered on it along with a teacup.)
(so like, clothes? what are the uh thoughts on that?)
(Everyone has a different dyed jumpsuit! with something embroidered on it. For example, Damon has a purple jumpsuit with a top hat embroidered on it along with a teacup.)
(a okie)
Aster walked over to Damon with a bright smile and stuck out his hand, "Hi, its a pleasure to meet you" he said tilting his head slightly to the side, with an innocent smile.
Sat on the back of Damon’s chair, using each armrest for his feet, was a tall man with ear-length, curly, dark navy hair. He wore a dark blue jumpsuit with a black caterpillar patch stitched onto the sleeve, and a pair of plain black socks. No shoes. He wasn’t allowed shoes when he wasn’t with wardens.
His pearly blue eyes focused on their new ward-mate while he leaned his cheek on one fist, using his other hand to gently stroke Damon’s head as if the man were a cat. “You look pretty young…Hmm…The name’s Aloysius and you will refer to me as nothing but Aloysius.”
Poe blew a strand of hair from his eyes and turned his gaze to the newcomer. They pulled on their white jumpsuit and twisted the chain of their pocketwatch silently. Poe's first rule was 'Don't speak until spoken to,' and he wasn't about to break it.
Aster smiles at the people he had just met, already forgetting their names as he wasn’t really paying attention. He saw the person in white with a pocket watch and skipped over to them, “hello! I am Aster, pleasure to meet you”
“It takes less than a minute for a human to drown,” Poe said, which wasn’t what they meant to say at all. He glanced away from the blond in front of them, then looked at him again, eyes narrowed.
"Really, hm I can use that," Aster muttered. "anyway, can I see your watch?" they smiled sticking out their hand. He had no reason to look at the watch, he just wanted to.
"No," Poe said, leaning away from Aster. "NO." He pulled his legs up into their chair. "It's mine."
Aster nodded, "oh alright, what did you say your name was?" they smiled brightly.
"Poe," they said softly. "Five tablespoons of salt will kill you." He flexed his hand and began counting under his breath. Aster was making him nervous.