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ˡºᵛᵉfᵉˢᵗ: ºᵖᵉⁿ ᵗº ᵉᵛᵉʳʸºⁿᵉ.
add-it-up-jasper:
The male stifled a small laugh, but he had. He had seen the colors of planets, space and all the views from above. “I’ve seen my fair share of the spectrum to be impressed.” He admitted with a shrug. Despite everything, he still found Earth beautiful. “I’m sorry did you just say narrators? As in the person who reads the unspoken parts of a book or movie?” He asked, his brow raising in confusion, as if the girl licking the back of her hand wasn’t odd enough. “Not compared to mine. I’m from space, originally. Now THAT is black and white with few colors.”
“wonderland is the most colorful of them all. wonderland even makes rainbows look pathetic,” she said. “yes. i hear them all the time. they’re constantly telling a story. it’s their job.” kitty extracted her claws, glancing at them for a second. “yes well, that all sounds very boring.”
mctalcladboot:
“Most of us didn’t ask to be here, but life has a lovely way of fucking us over and putting us in these situations anyway. Might as well get use to it.”
“why are we here though? what story are we supposed to be living? i don’t know this fairytale.”
ˡºᵛᵉfᵉˢᵗ: ºᵖᵉⁿ ᵗº ᵉᵛᵉʳʸºⁿᵉ.
add-it-up-jasper:
Jasper glanced over at the female that had chimed into his conversation with himself. “Are you so sure on that? I’m seeing a lot of rainbows.” He commented nodding off to some of the painted people walking about the festival. “I’m sorry, Wonderland?” He asked as he turned to face her, and he thought he was stoned. Here was a stranger rambling off about Wonderland and how colorless the world was when he thought it Earth was still lovely despite his hate for it and it’s deadliness.
“clearly you’ve never seen true color,” she said, licking the back of her paw --- or was it considered her hand in this world? “yes, wonderland. where all the color and wonder comes from. someone definitely needs to talk to the narrators about putting more wonder into this place...” she said, looking around for a few seconds. “this place is practically black and white compared to home.”
xthemisunderstoodx:
“this is just for fun, look around, everyone does that”
“not in wonderland.”
ofalltimc:
“– I don’t think I want to.”
“it’s amazing. there’s a castle in the clouds. but you don’t wanna go to that castle, there’s giants there and they eat people.”
yuujx:
“so why don’t you go home, or at least try and make some new friends? make the best of your time here and all.”
“if i could go home, i wouldn’t be here right now.”
la-vie-dure:
“It is barely weird. In fact, ‘umans ‘ave been painting themselves ever since they started existing. It merely evolved.”
“well it’s strange.”
xthemisunderstoodx:
“do you want me to pain your face? i’m very good at that, truly. i can make a nice design”
“you’re the second person to ask me that. why would i want paint on my face? this world is... odd. don’t you know that paint is for paper and canvases?”
avesselsdaughter:
“ i wonder how hard it is for parents to tell their children their ’ art ’ is super ugly. ” claire spoke, not really caring of she offended someone. she didn’t even remember if she made these kind of things before she dropped out and went a different path. what were these events supposed to be? flowers? more like trash.
“surely it can’t be that hard. my mother points out my flaws all the time.”
ˡºᵛᵉfᵉˢᵗ: ºᵖᵉⁿ ᵗº ᵉᵛᵉʳʸºⁿᵉ.
add-it-up-jasper:
Jasper wasn’t too sure what this version of Earth had in store for him and every day was something new. Lovefest, now that was new. He could hear the screams from the rides and practically smell the food from his apartment window. Apparently drinking in this version of Earth was reserved for adults, twenty-one and older. Had he not taken his own life, he’d be able to drink in public instead of sitting by the window of his apartment, a bottle of whiskey in hands. He had made a promise to himself to not be the man he was before. To not disappear on his friends especially after making amends with Clarke.
With the final drag of his blunt, he pockets the roach and another blunt as he pushes the chair away from the window, making his way into the galley kitchen to set down the bottle before setting his goggles within his wavy hair. “Welp.” He remarked to himself as he left the building, locking the door behind him as he walked to the festive, feeling a lovely buzz from the hooch and a lovely high from the weed. This was enough to get him out and about to trust that he wasn’t going to be harmed. All the colors and lights attracted his attention instantly as his eyes took in all the lights. “Whoa.” He remarked, a bit too tripped out for much more than small talk. “I am clearly under colored.” He commented to himself as he glanced down at his mostly black, orange and dark green outfit and frowned.
“this entire world is under colored. it’s so unsaturated... so dull. it clearly doesn’t get its wonder from wonderland.”
yuujx:
yuuji sends her an incredulous look. “it’s your birthday, you’re at a festival, and you’re not having fun? nope, not on my watch. i’ll teach you how to have a good time.“ he’s going to completely ignore the rest of statement for the time being, not wanting to touch the fact that she’s speaking as if she’s from a different world.
“i know how to have fun,” she said. “i’d be having a lot more fun if i was at home with my friends.”
xangelfacex:
“i’m sorry but i have no idea what you are talking about” she said looking at the girl now with a confussion expression on her face “but if you are talking about the hot dogs, they are not actually dogs, you know?”
“i’m talking about people keep asking me why i look so mad. why do they care? they don’t know me. i always look mad, it’s just my face,” she said. “well, it’s got the word ‘dog’ in it, so no, i didn’t know. we don’t have them where i’m from. we certainly don’t cook animals.”
jcinasolo:
“i can’t help but want to eat some of everything, honestly.”
“you should do what your heart desires.”
mctalcladboot:
Stuffing his face with one of said ‘dogs made into food’, Mercury spoke with his mouth full, words muffled from the bad habit, “well Happy Birthday to you.” Unapologetically licking the ketchup off his fingers, Mercury tossed the napkin in the bin, raising a brow at the other. “Aren’t YOU just a barrel of fun. I wont force you to enjoy yourself. If you want to spend the festival sulking, be my guest.”
“hasn’t been very happy,” she muttered. “i didn’t ask to come here. i’d much rather be at home napping in a tree or spending the day with the hatters for my birthday.”
la-vie-dure:
“There are many purposes to paint, mademoiselle. Paper and canvases can be used just as skin or any other surface.”
“we don’t paint on people in wonderland. that’s weird.”
marbresauvage:
Enjolras scowled. “– Your complacency does you a discredit, mademoiselle.”
“it’s a damn good thing you don’t have to stick around to experience it then, isn’t it?”