We're Curious to Know Which Hole You Followed the White Rabbit Down

[boy-w0nder.livejournal.com]

[ Hair disheveled, jeans torn, Alic believes he's had one too many visits with the caterpillar if he's gone from being chased by a raging Jabberwocky to standing inside a . . .dressing room? He blinks. Stares. And promptly collapses onto a conveniently placed couch. Whatever this is, it's his fault, and even if it's not, Alic is going to blame him because it makes him feel better, regardless that there were no card soldiers to chase him through that door, only the Jabberwocky...and if the ever angry Queenie could control a Jabberwocky, he was pretty much doomed.

At one time, he would've sworn that door led into the Hatter's garden, but it's Wonderland, and really, when does anything ever go as he expects or desires it to? The answer would be a blunt and dismal never. So he lays, body limp, eyes skyward, and over all quite a mess, on this strange couch in this strange room and ponders. . .]

". . .Why does this shit always happen to me?"

[[ooc: Yes indeed, male Alice in Wonderland, decidedly more cynical and somewhat tired of being jerked into strange worlds.]]

eerily pleasant

[imaskellington.livejournal.com]

[the following are now set up in the main part of the Dressing Room, animated by something Jack must've done.]
( Cut to save your browsers )

[Jack is putting up posters, advertising for help for the upcoming Halloween. Interested? Better approach him.]

[ooc; so obviously, flashy things hate me. REALLY REALLY HATES ME.]

O P E R A T I O N

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[boredom is not an option, so Roxas is in the kitchen with an unpopped bag of popcorn and a pair of scissors. snip snip.]

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[shroudingdark.livejournal.com]

[This Riku here has seen better days. The room he was slumped against the wall of was in shambles - it looked like there had been a fight there. For once, he actually hadn't started the fight. He'd simply gone to find Roxas and see if he would be willing to help return the last few of Sora's memories. Riku hadn't meant merging the two of them - but Roxas had taken it that way. And attacked.

Riku was slumped against the wall in a pool of blood. It was clear why too. There was kind of two keyblades stabbed into his shoulders. He had a few other cuts, but none of them were nearly as bad. He couldn't even lift his arms to yank the blades out - he was just going to bleed to death against that wall if no one stumbled upon him to help.

There was another, smaller trail of blood, just a few drops here and there, leading away from Riku. It looked like Roxas hadn't gotten away totally unscratched.]

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[willnotbuffyou.livejournal.com]

[The sound of rain and thunder, in the dressing room? No, not real rain. It's coming from the simulation room, which is altered up to look like a quiet, flowery little path runs into the distance - one that anyone from a version of Destiny Islands would probably recognize. Kairi's standing there in the 'rain', picking a flower from one of the simulated shrubs. Everyone feels homesick at one point.]

[[ooc: sound effects!]]

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[ravewave.livejournal.com]

[some people just aren't content to sit and watch their movies in silence. Riku's hijacked a television and a tape for whatever reason, and he can't stop himself from making remarks at whatever's on the screen.]

Stacy, that's where the killer is.

[he doesn't seem all that affected by the bloodspray, either. just cheap special effects.]

Great, and now you're dead.

Simon Says:Obey Me

[0ffwithhishead.livejournal.com]

SPADES, SEARCH IN THE TOPSY-TURVY ROOM. FIND THE BOY OR I'LL HAVE ALL OF YOUR HEADS!
FUTHERMORE I-

[Absinthe eyes were wide when the King found his Court Room to be nothing but an empty hallway.]

What sort of fucking trickery is this?

[The Queen King of Hearts was angry. Everyone knew better than to piss of the Queen of hearts. A few curses were echoing off of the walls from the raven-haired royal. Where were his cards, where was that damn White Rabbit!]

I'll kill them all after they bring me his head. 

[Not amused in the least, the seething King was stomping down the hallway with his hands balled in to fists. He wanted demands to be obeyed, he wanted answers, and he wanted some loyal subjects right.now.]

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[kindafishy.livejournal.com]

[digging through the freezer, lipstick smeared across her face and her feet are bare]

Hmm... [lifts one foot off the floor as she takes out a bag of frozen shrimp - pops it open, takes one out and examines it closely, narrowing her eyes]

[takes a vicious chomp out of it] ...Hm. Chilly.

Breathe today;

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

No, that's not what I said, don't put words in my mouth.

[his eyes fall shut. he's seated in a chair somewhere in a room that looks like it'd belong to a counselor.]

You know I hate when you get in my face about that, I talk about someone too much and you automatically think I-

[he's talking as he looks up, but when he realizes his counselor's gone and the curtains aren't billowing with open windows blowing from the summer breeze, his voice halts. he's really not sure what to do about this.]

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[horrible-ending.livejournal.com]

[and in the center of the DR stands a Sora with a slightly large glowing knife- that slowly dims to not glowing-covered in blood stains, in his hands-oddly enough it has a keychain. Everything about him looks tired, and worn, and etc.]

You've got to be joking me.
Alice- where...Alice? Cheshire?

...Well that's just fan-fucking-tastic.


[[ooc:This Sora's an AU who is OLDER (18) from a REALLY REALLY REALLY Dark and opressing version of Kingdom Hearts with the following conditions:
One)No Donald and Goofy with him. In fact there's hardly any Disney at all.
Two)All the worlds are very really dark fairy tale worlds. And his last stop was American McGee's Alice. He had to switch over to the Knife because the Keyblade got overloaded trying to deal with all the darkness while it's weilder is being horribly mentally torn.]]