♧ Ask the Jokers ♣

♧ Feel free to ask anything you like! Or don't. It's your choice.. ♣ ((Yes, this is an ask blog for Joker from Alice in the Country of Hearts. As a note, I distinguish the prison Joker as a separate entity from the circus Joker, and relate them as doppelgangers of each other.))

[flamingnikki-deactivated2015051]

My muse tells yours they're pregnant with their baby. What's their reaction?

[ask-the-jokers]

Hey Jokers, do you think your mun is pretty?

♧ "Of course! She is rather pretty, though she refuses to see it herself. Though, we do have more than one mun, technically."

♣ "They're fucking identical, like us. Two sides of the same coin, really. Still, yeah. They're kinda pretty, sure."

[theblinddovahkiin-blog]

Ask the Character about their Roleplayer

[thecuriouscaseofaliceliddell-de]

Serious kind of open thingy

This was not her day.

Alice braced a hand against the steep ground with a wince, bits of dirt and dust catching under her fingernails as she lifted her weight to rest against the wall of earth behind her. Her head throbbed. Her body felt like lead. And her blood won’t stop leaking from her leg. It pulsed up under her fingers and escaped, riding the tide of her heartbeat out in scarlet rivers. 

Alice had fell down the bottom of a ravine. Quite ironic, really, when one thought of her impromptu adventure with a certain rabbit hole. But while falling down that hole had been entirely Peter’s fault, as he was the one who kidnapped her in the first place, this little incident was all her.

She had been walking through the forest to one of the territories, and she had her head in the clouds… which is why she never saw it coming when her foot had slipped over the edge and she came tumbling down in a heap of blue and gold.

And now her leg was bleeding.

"Help!" she called, craning her neck up to see over the edge. Shadows were closing in. Not good. "Someone please! I’m stuck!"

[ask-the-jokers]

♧ It wasn't often White left the Circus, really, but he had heard a voice that sounded distinctly like Alice, calling out for help. And- was that a ravine where her voice was calling from? That wouldn't do at all, now would it.. Quickly he moved forward, crouching at the edge and looking down at her.

"Alice," He remarked. "How in the world did you end up like this?" He saw her leg bleeding, and a mild concern touched across his features, watching her, all the while trying to think of a way to pull her out. If it went well, he could bring her back to the Circus with him, and use the situation to his advantage. Everyone else was allowed to entertain the Outsider, so why couldn't he?

[rp-memes]

Send me a ✖ if you ever wanted to rp with me, send me a ✿ if you really like my muse/ how i portray them.

[ask-the-jokers]

Strange Encounters - Closed RP

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She carefully observed his movements, particularly the hand that moved to his own weapon. She raised her chin, fixing him with a piercing glare. “How the hell would I know? I don’t even know how I got here!” She waved her arms in exasperation, almost forgetting her fear of this strange place for a moment. 

[ask-the-jokers]

Don’t even know- He paused, raising an eyebrow at her, before he smirked. Things just got interesting again, as he began to circle her almost like a vulture, curious. She was misplaced. Clearly very misplaced. How had she gotten here? That remained to be seen. Had White dumped her here? Maybe. But for what purpose aside from just being obnoxious?

"By any chance did you see another guy who looks just like me? Only dressed like a fucking clown.." He shook his head, and waited for her answer.

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Astrid eyed him warily as he circled, not taking her eyes off of him except to turn her head. Her eyes narrowed at the way he regarded her and she crossed her arms impatiently. Thoughts whirled through her mind, on how she had managed to get here, why, and who this man was. Her head started to hurt faintly with confusion.

"No, I didn’t. I haven’t seen anyone dressed like a clown." Her gaze traveled over him and she added dryly, "But I haven’t seen the likes of your clothes before, so you could possibly look like a clown anyways."

[ask-the-jokers]

♣ Was she just going to give him attitude the whole time change? For fuck's sake.. He shook his head and finally stopped circling, staring fiercely at her as if daring her to try anything.

"For your information, I'm the Warden of this prison. Do you even know what a prison is?" Or was she that stupid? If it was going to be like this, he almost would rather deal with White for time change after time change. At least he already knew how to tune him out. This girl didn't seem like she'd be easy to ignore.

[yourfinaldestinationhell-blog]

My muse has been murdered violently and your muse is the first to find the body. Send me their reaction.

[inboxideas]

send me a (≚ᄌ≚)ƶƵ for my character's reaction to yours crawling into bed with them.

[ask-the-misstress-deactivated20]

Send me "Don't go!" If you never, EVER want me to delete this blog

[reblogthings]

Reblog If You Track Your URL

[eternally-youth-blog]

yes but for the last bloody time it’s without the ‘-’s

#yes please leave the dashes out #tumblr doesn’t like them for tracking

[ofmetalandstitchskinarchive-blog]

RPers: Reblog if you are 18 or older

[ask-the-jokers]

This means you are legal in the US and won’t have anyone else arrested for smutting with you if that is so.

So, just please reblog if you are.

[ask-the-jokers]

Strange Encounters - Closed RP

[ask-the-jokers]

♣ She rounded the corner at a run, and nearly collided with him, but he was lighter on his feet than people might think. She had an axe too, he noticed, as his own hand calmly moved to rest against his crop in case he needed it. So far, she hadn’t done anything, but in this place, who could tell? Who was this girl anyway?

"Mind telling me what you’re doing here?" He growled. "You’re trespassing in my territory."

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She carefully observed his movements, particularly the hand that moved to his own weapon. She raised her chin, fixing him with a piercing glare. “How the hell would I know? I don’t even know how I got here!” She waved her arms in exasperation, almost forgetting her fear of this strange place for a moment. 

[ask-the-jokers]

Don't even know- He paused, raising an eyebrow at her, before he smirked. Things just got interesting again, as he began to circle her almost like a vulture, curious. She was misplaced. Clearly very misplaced. How had she gotten here? That remained to be seen. Had White dumped her here? Maybe. But for what purpose aside from just being obnoxious?

"By any chance did you see another guy who looks just like me? Only dressed like a fucking clown.." He shook his head, and waited for her answer.

[ask-the-jokers]

Strange Encounters - Closed RP

♣ Nothing. Nothing was happening around here anymore, and he was getting bored out of his mind, for fuck’s sake! For once, he actually wished for someone to shoot him, or stab him, or otherwise maim him. Not even White had showed up to harass him for the time being, and it made him realize he actually missed the cheerful annoyance he happened to be identical to, and connected to.

Footsteps down the hall in his prison caught his attention, however, yanking him roughly out of his thoughts, as he got to his feet to investigate. Who the fuck was lurking around his prison halls? The footsteps didn’t sound like White’s, that he knew. So who was it? Alice? No, couldn’t be.. Ace? Not likely. Didn’t sound like the Lizard, or the Hatter, either.. So who?

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Astrid’s heart pounded rapidly against her rib cage and she wildly looked around the strange building. She set off running down a hall, taking in the numerous cells lining the walls and the toys lying eerily on the ground. Her brow furrowed in concern and confusion swamped through her as she ran. Where the hell was she?

Rounding the corner of one of the halls, she was confronted with yet another, only this one had a red-haired man standing in it. The man had an intimidating presence with his outfit and the blonde took a hesitant step back as she regarded him. Her hand flew to her ax handle, uncertain of what kind of threat this guy might pose.

[ask-the-jokers]

♣ She rounded the corner at a run, and nearly collided with him, but he was lighter on his feet than people might think. She had an axe too, he noticed, as he own hand calmly moved to rest against his crop in case he needed it. So far, she hadn't done anything, but in this place, who could tell? Who was this girl anyway?

"Mind telling me what you're doing here?" He growled. "You're trespassing in my territory."

[ask-the-jokers]

Strange Encounters - Closed RP

♣ Nothing. Nothing was happening around here anymore, and he was getting bored out of his mind, for fuck's sake! For once, he actually wished for someone to shoot him, or stab him, or otherwise maim him. Not even White had showed up to harass him for the time being, and it made him realize he actually missed the cheerful annoyance he happened to be identical to, and connected to.

Footsteps down the hall in his prison caught his attention, however, yanking him roughly out of his thoughts, as he got to his feet to investigate. Who the fuck was lurking around his prison halls? The footsteps didn't sound like White's, that he knew. So who was it? Alice? No, couldn't be.. Ace? Not likely. Didn't sound like the Lizard, or the Hatter, either.. So who?

[ask-the-jokers]

Sleep Response: "W-White? Black? What are you doing here?" Bending forward, she reached out and gently jostled White's shoulder with the tips of her fingers, careful not to startle him.

♧ White made soft mumbling noises, but seemed impossible to wake at the moment without severe amounts of force, as he simply rolled over and snuggled Black.

♣ Black, however, was quicker to wake, as he dragged himself from slumber and glared at White for a moment or two, before simply shoving his counterpart right off the bed.

[angelallenwalker]

My muse falls asleep in your muse's bed. Put In my inbox how your muse reacts

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