@HeidiHarperPerson
(yo ik the creator irl so yes ofc you're welcome! and no it was not intentional, i make fun of her for it anytime its brought up)
(yo ik the creator irl so yes ofc you're welcome! and no it was not intentional, i make fun of her for it anytime its brought up)
Name: Lyra Black
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Pronouns: she/her
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Human/unknown
Appearance: Slender with porcelain features. She has aristocratic features (sharp cheekbones)
Skin tone: Olive
Height: 5'2
Weight: 110 lbs
Eye color: Dark Blue
Hair color: Jet Black
Hairstyle: Has long wavy hair that is either down or in two French braids.
Background: Is cold to people she doesn't know. She is snarky and sarcastic with people. Had a rough childhood
(I can put up Amelya's starter)
(Hey, I'm so sorry I haven't been on and @padfoot_loves_his_moony yeah you can and yeah I need to go in and fix that thank you for pointing out my error)
( @Serenity88 great!)
Amelya sat up, head throbbing. "Dammit…" she groaned, rubbing the spot on her skull that had struck the ground. Her eyes took a second to clear and focus. The ground was soft and springy, like a jumbo-sized moss pad, but not very thick. The dirt or stone beneath was hard-packed and solid. But it was…purple? Eyes finally coming into focus, she gaped at the moss that shimmered in metallic blue and purple, reflecting its hues back up at her skin. A breeze ruffled her hair, wafting a smell of earth and chocolate past her nose. what the actual…
"Hey Hunter, this isn't funny!" She called for Cayde, hoping this was some sort of weird-ass, trippy trick of his. "Yo, really. Where you at, ya lil punk?!" No response. one minute, she'd been climbing a tree to prove she could do it faster, then she'd slipped and smacked her head… Come on, man. I don't have the time or patience to be dead.
Standing, she observed that she had on injuries other than her bruised head and scraped palms from the tree.
She sighed. Note to self: don't do stupid shit with Cayde Hunter.
Trees surrounded her, most of them thin and warped, and twisted into pretzels. Their leaves were tiny little dots of green-blue, making them look blurry. The sky was a cartoonishly cheerful blue, with cartoonish puffs of cloud.
She groaned. Onward, the thought, without much enthusiasm. And Amelya started walking.
(is that good? first time writing much with this girl, and I still got carried away! rate my writing 1/10)
(I can get my starter up in a moment too)
Harlan sighs as he looks up at the hole in the ceiling. Once again, he finds himself where he had first fallen into this…Wonderland. He looks down at his journal to check the map he's attempted to chart out, which has been ineffective. Each direction takes to a different place every time, and there is no concrete sense of space established, with places seeming to overlap as he tries to figure out the space down here.
He had fallen down here around a day ago, based on his perception of time. It could have been longer or shorter, based on how this place seems to ignore every other form of logic.
(I love it, thats exactly the kind of stuff im here for!)
Lyra has been in Wonderland for one minute and she already hates it. But then again there isn't a lot of stuff she does like. She got up and scanned her surroundings just like her parents had drilled into her head. To have the advantage you had to be aware of everything. Guess her parents had taught her something useful…
She started walking around and soon discovered two things. The first being that she had no clue how to navigate anywhere and was lost. The second being that her clothes (leggings, combat boots, and a green sweater) were not comfortable when wandering around.
(I feel like her and Amelya would get along… after some bitchy fighting 🤣)
(YESS)
(they gotta meet and hate each other with a passion and do the "I dont like u but there's strength in numbers and im in a strange and potentially dangerous place" thing!!)
(For sure)
Mira Quintrell has been here for years, she somehow fell into this realm when they were only 6, since then, their body has changed to better suit this life. They grew older, but not taller, they stayed the height of a 6 year old while growing mouse ears and a worm-like tail. She grew hyper and cheerful, but crazy and intense, she began to occasionally black out and wake up somewhere else, she heard voices of a grounded, snarky girl who claims to take control occasionally but Mira thinks she's bluffing, seeing the world through a warped lens. Marla keeps sane while reluctantly growing protective of Mira, as she can be reckless at times. Marla generally doesn't show herself unless she feels she is needed to protect Mira. Mira, on the other hand, thinks everything is a joke and sees everyone as a friend. She also somehow knows everything that happens in wonderland, even if she's not there when it happened, although she doesn't know it's odd, in her eyes, it's common knowledge. Mira never takes anything or anyone seriously, she could be in life-threatening danger and still think nothing of it.
(btw she has DID, a multiple personality disorder so when talking about the body itself or both of them, I'll use they/them but when talking about specifically one of them, I'll use she/her)
after falling down the rabbit hole for what felt like forever Alice finally stopped screaming and just moments after that she found herself landing on an oddly colored branch with a loud and aggressive thud she let out a groan of pain and then looked around for the first time "I'm back? How?" she said with an annoyed tone then climbed down the tree and starting walking down a path she didn't need a map to tell her where she was going she knew quite well where she was headed and just how to get there she looked around with a mischievous glare at every shadow just waiting to see someone…. anyone really
Name: Mira (and Marla) Quintrell
Age: ???(lost count, maybe 16?)
Gender: Female
Pronouns: she/her they/them
Sexuality: Panromantic/Asexual
Race: Human/Mouse?
Appearance: short and mouse-like, surreal looking and odd https://i.postimg.cc/fRMWfdCf/Screenshot-2023-12-19-2-07-26-PM.png
Skin tone: very pale with a doll-like blush, complexion is like polyester, surreal and perfect
Height: 3'11
Weight: 45 lbs
Eye color: shades of light sea blue and teal, no pupil
Hair color: gradient sea green to light blue
Hairstyle: short bob, half up and braided towards the back, bouncy bangs, and blue sunglasses resting on her head
Background: Mira doesn't remember much before wonderland, Marla thinks her mind blocked it out because of trauma she experienced, but Marla only appeared after Mira got to wonderland, so she can't confirm it.
Mira was wandering through wonderland as normal, they just got done with a tea party that was in an hour from now, she wondered why the white rabbit always got the time wrong, it was simple, yesterday she told him the party's at 6 hours past 2, but only if he had 26 minutes to spare, the dumb bunny only had 27 minutes to spare and got there at half-a-day past 8! He sounds so smart, but really he can't even figure out time! They were just passing the gorgeous tiger-lily's grove when she sensed Alice! When Alice last came they didn't get the chance to say hello, Alice was a big deal at the time and Mira can't wait to see her again! They took a left at the caterpillar and went up once they saw the palace and raced towards Alice!
(who's turn is it?)
(No idea)
(i'm kinda waiting for @thecasual_hooman so i can continue, but its also a good segway into your pov)
(so y'all can do whatever, you can meet each other and stuffs and we'll eventually connect groups)
(h you know my part)
(also im so sorry i havent been active I've been bussy)
The following keyboard controls are supported across Notebook.ai. All keyboard controls are disabled when editing a document or notebook page.