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27 May 2013 @ 10:40 am
{{OOC post on the IC comm—because I need to post something so we don't get deleted, meep.

The musebox/game is indeed open! Please leave a comment on the Cast of Characters page on our OOC comm, ooc_teaparty if you are interested in joining us! Canon characters from the Alice books are preferred, but only as we have a very small cast presently (OCs & characters from other fandoms which could find themselves in another realm/universe may be permitted—just ask! No duplicates at this time, please.

Won't you join the dance?}}
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Current Music: "The Airway" ~Owl City
15 May 2011 @ 12:54 am
Who: Alice & the Hatter (and whoever else might be about)
When: Saturday afternoon (the 14th of May, to be exact)
Where: A certain Wonderlandian hatshop
Why: She's here to see a gentleman about a hat

For the past few months (or to be more truthful, nearly the past year), Alice has been preparing for her Presentation at Court. Brushing up on etiquette with Mother, dress fittings, more lessons—added to this were the preparations for Lorina's wedding ... the list went on.

Though she dearly tried not to show it, Alice was beginning to grow nervous. Yes, she had met the Queen before—Mrs Liddell had invited Her Royal Highness and the royal Princes to dinner when Their Majesties visited the college once—but Alice had been much younger then. This was entirely different. And what if she did something wrong during her presentation, wasn't (seemingly) perfect? Not only would she be terribly embarrassed, but her family would be affected, too. Alice couldn't let them down (this did little to alleviate her growing nerves on the subject).

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Alice neared the haberdashery—no, that wasn't quite right as Mr Hatter sold ladies' hats as well ... millidashery? She smiled at the nonsense word, thinking he'd probably appreciate it. With a deep breath, she squared her shoulders, pushed open the door, and entered the hat-shop to a tinkle of bells.
Current Mood: uncomfortableunsure
Who: Alice & whoever might show up
When: An ordinary weekday afternoon
Where: Alice's bedchamber ... then somewhere in the Realm
Why: Because a looking-glass has finally decided to let her through

One last attempt—if this did not work, she would stop trying, she told herself (albeit sadly). Alice perched on her dressing-table (careful not to upset any bottles or sundries) and regarded her looking-glass.

She closed her eyes, wished with all her might, and reached a hand toward the glass ...

Oh, frabjous day! The glass rippled and turned misty, allowing her hand to pass through. Alice's eyes flew open at this and she eagerly stepped forward.

She found herself not in a reversed version of her chambers—as she might have thought—but in a sort of wooded meadow. Tall purple shrubs caught her immediate attention and a pair of brightly-coloured mome raths crossed the path ahead of her.

"I'm back!" Alice beamed, then set off on the path. She had no idea which part of the Realm she was in and knew just the one to ask for directions. Where was that Cat when one actually wanted him?
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