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Fantasy Londerland (alice madness returns themed rp)

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Londerland is the edge of sanity and reality.
 
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Alastair Liddell wondered down the streets of londerland at a sluggish speed. He had his vorpal blade tucked into his pants the handle portruding out. As He walked he sung to himself. "One pill makes you larger....... And one pill makes you small........ And the ones that mother gives you..... Don't do anything at all"
 
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"Eek!"


Elise squealed in surprise as something scuttled over her foot, before realizing it was just a little brown mouse. She smiled a bit as if in apology as the creature ran up a wainscot. Still, the jolt wasn't helping her nerves. It was getting darker and a bit foggy, and she had heard all sorts of stories about bad things that could happen when you were all alone. Soon enough, she heard footsteps. The empty streets and towering buildings created an odd, echoing effect; she couldn't rightly tell where the sound came from. With another small squeal she pivoted, intending to turn tail if she hadn't at that moment run into someone--a man.


"Oh my goodness!" She exclaimed, jumping back. "I'm so clumsy, sir! Had no idea where I was going. So, so sorry!"
 
Alastair is interrupted by a Lady who bumped into him. His immediate reaction is the draw his vorpal blade and point it at the Lady. He holds it towards her with anger in his eyes.


"What do you want with me!?. I'm not going back I got out fair and square."


He takes a small step back ready to run if needed.
 
Elise's eyes were wide, trained on the blade that was now pointing straight at her. She clamped a hand over her mouth.


"W-What!?" her voice was high and wavering now. "I d-d-don't know what you're talking about! I just...I'm sorry, mister!"
 
Alastair looks at the girl skeptically. He looks at her clothing and laughs loudly.


"I guess you don't. My mistake you aren't a coat from that place."


He chuckles and places the vorpal blade back inside his pants.


"I had a minor........ Lets say delusion"


He smiles widely at the Lady.
 
Elise's apprehension was blurred somewhat by the change in his demeanor. He laughed a bit, and she smiled back a bit, furrowing her eyebrows. "That's all right. Are you...hiding from someone?"
 
He laughs at her question.


"If I was hiding would I be out in the open Lady? I'm not hiding simply don't want to go back. They could change their mind any day. They have watchers everywhere..."
 
True, she thought, though she wasn't exactly sure what was going on. The man certainly seemed nice enough. "Oh, okay. I'm Elise...I'm new to the area."
 
"Liddell, Alastair Liddell. Welcome to the wrong area darling! Just be sure to stay behind closed doors. So you don't get swooped up"


He giggles to himself.
 
Elise just laughs, too (not too convincingly). She reaches behind herself to touch the quiver slung across her back. "Thanks. I think I can protect myself...I think."
 
Alastair laughs again.


"You better hope you can Elise!"


He starts to walk away from her before turning around to look at her. He looks her in the eyes.


"Never be late for tea...."


He turns back around and dashes off away from her.
 
Elise stares at his retreating back. "Never be late for...? Oh, whatever..." Her time in Londerland, albeit short, had taught her to regard such interactions with a grain of salt. Most people were a little strange here, and she'd have to get used to that. She tucked a stray strand of dark hair behind her ear and began again in the direction she was originally headed. As she walked, she took her bow in hand and drew an arrow, ready to nock, just in case. It made her feel safe. She didn't know why.
 
Alastair fights off some men who threaten to dismember him. He starts running again before he see a familiar body. He stops on the roofs to look down at her with her bow and arrow. He smirks and has an idea. Alastair cups his hands around his mouth before making a barking dog noise.
 

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