forum Welcome to Wonderland, Dearie~ (5/5) (Mature)

Started November 04, 2019 by Deleted user

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She's fine, I suppose. How often are you able to be on?

The Blue Caterpillar

A.K.A Aloysius, a mellow, almost monotone guy who puts afront a calm and collected demeanor. The drugs he has been exposed to inside the Hatter's circle, and the fact he has to have a joint in his mouth to be able to focus on something, has made him a bit loopy. Not as much as The Mad Hatter though. He's a fairly tall, skinny fellow, with sickly pale skin and shiny dark blue hair and eyes. Underneath his eyes are permanent bags, and the shadows seem to consume half of his face, though at night time he shines with a dangerous kind of beauty. He can be quite cryptic, often making others feel a little crazy with the questions he poses, but there is a method behind his madness.

(Is he okay?)

I love him! Is that everyone or am I blind?

No i think that's everyone!

Cool let me not pass out from sleep deprivation and post a starter.

Welp, I did pass out.

It was a quiet day in the Wonderland section of the Asylum. Well, that's what the Mad Hatter thought anyhow. When it was quiet, Damon was bored and when Damon was not entertained, well the guards knew better than to do that. "I'm bored!" Damon proclaimed loudly to anyone that would listen, he crossed his arms and his lips turned to a pout.

Riley crossed her arms, she hated this place. She was the newbie, but she already felt like it’s been an entire year. When she enter, and spider got on her dress, she kept it as a little pet, she named him Jim. He lived under her bed.

"Hello little Alice." Damon purred, suddenly standing behind Alice, looming over the short girl. "I see you have a spider, may I play with it?" He asked, blinking innocently if you didn't look hard enough, he would seem like a childish man, nothing more.

Jim jumped onto Damon’s shirt.
Riley smiled awkwardly. “I guess he really likes you… and my name is Riley… we don’t need those titles…”

Damon moved the spider to his hands, holding it carefully as he studied it. "Why? I like the titles, they pull everything together." He hummed with a sideways smile, scrunching his nose. He moved one of his fingers to rub over the spider's head.

Jim purred like a cat, nuzzling it’s small head against Damon’s finger.
Riley sighed. “I still don’t understand why we’re hear… or me for that matter, I didn’t do anything wrong besides all the attempted murder.”

"Stop terrorising the girl, Damon." Aloysius slowly drifted past the Hatter, blowing a ring of smoke from his lips. He gave the two of them a look of disinterest, especially the girl, and made himself at home in the black armchair in the corner with a large book. Ever since being sent to the ward he had found a new sense of peace within him, a happy place, but his time of peace never seemed to last long, especially when Damon was around.

Damon rolled his eyes and twisted the spider's head off, crushing it between his fingers with a small sound. He flopped onto the floor and looked at the ceiling. "Ah yes, I'm sure it was only attempted murder dearie." He purred. "You don't get sent here for only an attempt."

Riley watched emotionless as Jim’s body fell on the ground. “You’re right…”
She kneeled down and poked at Jim’s now dead body, some blood squirted out. She watched it trickle on her finger.

Damon sighed dramatically and stood up, walking to his couch/chaise/throne thank you very much. He sat in it and twirled a small nail between his fingers. His couch was near enough to Aloysius's hair to lean his head on the armrests, so he did just that.

"Will you too stop acting crazy for a moment and talk like ordinary people rather than mindless killers." Aloysius looked up from his book, blowing more smoke from his lips as he narrowed his eyes on the Hatter and Alice. "Or at least be quiet so I can read my book in peace."

The hatter frowned and stuck out his tongue. "I do not act like a mindless killer, I act like a mindful killer, thank you very much." Damon let out a small laugh and moved to lean his head on Aloysius's arm.

Riley stopped poking the dead spiders body and got up. The common room had a couple beds, there was an empty one, no blanket, just a thing of hay. She walked over, brushed off her dress and sat down.