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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE
i’m a shit and i move blogs a lot. find me over at @criticalevil. i did change fcs, for science.
♜ | christine.
she is a bit taken aback by her, odd words that pass her lips often allow an AMUSED expression to display upon visage, a small giggle here and there, and even though it is evident that maddie was being VERY serious, the swede only saw an eccentric girl who was kind in her own unique way. eyes widen at the dictator statement, but a small smile once again tugs at the corner of her lips with her.. PRAISE (if thats what you call it) ❝ well wonderful to meet you maddie and thank you for noticing my performance! ❞
widened hues now as the other closes in on her, she stays still, play bill as a memoir still firmly in her finger tips as she feels the others fingertips run along her hairline, eyebrows furrow slightly at CONFUSION of the gesture (she was DEFINITELY not in France anymore)
❝ well, it seems like an INTERESTING offer, but i rather am fond of my brain and my hair.. although it can be somewhat of a pain with the curls ❞ an airy laugh escapes her ❝ perhaps a bit more practice is all i need, getting used to being the center of attention is a challenge but surely not impossible! but i caught the part where you said dancing! i used to dance as well, what’s your favorite dance? or more specifically do you enjoy performing yourself? ❞
❝ most people are fond of their brains because they don't realize all the potential they have. ❞ it's a true statement. no one has ever willingly allowed maddie to perform any adjustments. a careless shrug is offered: if christine won't accept a helpful alteration, then that's that. maddie still offered.
though her eyes linger longingly on the other girl's hairline, she forces her gaze away. christine's brain is not HERS yet. she blinks a few times && makes her ( gentle ) frown to settle on christine's eyes.
❝ i did ballet, mostly, ❞ she announces smugly. eyes light up. she loves bragging. ❝ i was in dance team at my school for three years. the first year i was a cheerleader. && i'm a cheerleader NOW. which was a huge mistake, because i'm remembering how much i hate cheerleaders. i'll go back to regular dancing. but in dance team we did all TYPES of dance ! ❞ she beams. ❝ maybe i'll direct a show on broadway one day. && you can be in it, okay ?? because you're actually good. most people aren't. ❞
♜ | @inlookingglass.
❝ never been. DETESTABLE, isn’t it ? ❞ his nose wrinkles; all hares were supposed to make the trip at least once as a matter of course, sample whatever sights && sounds aboveground had to offer, but in HIS case––––&& his entire generation, nearly––––the service elevator had broken down before he’d quite gotten around to it. no great loss, in his opinion; this whole building has a mildewy sort of smell, the dank, heavy feeling of time ticking at too-consistent intervals.
a boring, dull, UNPLEASANT sort of world. && from outside––––muffled traffic cuts like razor blades across his vision, brass && red, hint of silver like slivers of glass in moonlight, all harsh angles && jagged lines. it sets his teeth on edge.
❝ don’t find it quiet at all, ❞ he mutters. ignores the anxiety in her eyes; to acknowledge it would be to force her to ADMIT to it, && that, morris will never do. thus the returning squeeze of her hand is, of course, solely for his benefit, not for hers. ❝ let’s grab THE GIRL && get out. ❞
❝ it's... detestable, ❞ she agrees, but her voice holds none of its usual commanding certainty. she looks at morris again. seems agitated, discomforted. it's true, they SHOULD hurry. but every step in this strange world is alien, revolting. there's a certain COMFORT in wonderland's friendly disorder. there's nothing about the bizarre cacophony in this kingdom of queens which paints anything of a HOME alice blabbers about.
❝ i... this world is safe, right ? ❞ she asks because she's found she's suddenly not sure. there's MYSTERY in the structure, a sort of quiet in the air----- morris must perceive it differently, but she's limited. there's a hustle && bustle about which is not at all familiar. it's muted. but it's not. there's something h e a v y hanging in the air. she can SMELL the despair which seems to linger, distracting her, taking her.........
❝ morris. ❞
sudden stop. FULL stop. glances behind her suspiciously. looks forward. again
frowns.
this place is bizarre. not a wonderland bizarre at all.
❝ nothing, ❞ she corrects herself. && then looks at him seriously. ❝ this place is just... i don't like it. ❞
♟ | henrietta.
quick smile, not a little sly. henrietta retreats a step or two to allow hatter her space to inspect the DEFECTIVE piece. for her part, she peers back into the innards of the machine––––more to appreciate the COMPLEXITY of it all than any real hope of diagnosing the source of the problem. she has never been particularly mechanically minded. couldn’t even fix a watch, if it came to that, much less something like THIS.
❝ you’re WELCOME. ❞ the smile again; it’s a rare person who can expect a thank you from the hatter after fulfilling some menial task. henrietta enjoys being one of the privileged few.
&& though the dismissal is clear, she retreats only a few yards before stopping again to take up the scattered bits of plant she’d been fiddling with before––––attempting to put together a TEA strong enough to mask the taste of most poisons without being unpalatable. ( for academic interest, of course, not any true need––––as she’ll assure anyone who asks. )
❝ i’ll be over HERE if you need me again, ❞ she murmurs. ❝ hands yours to command, && all that––––if something else breaks. …do you suppose cinnamon would go well with licorice && lemon ? ❞
❝ i suppose cinnamon would go well with neither. ❞
her tone, for once, is not in clipped annoyance. not to say it's conversational. her fingers are already gently running along the soft r i d g e s of the machine's inner workings, her mind along with it. but with HENRIETTA, multi-tasking is a necessity, she thinks. the rabbit is useful. a helpful spy, clearly able to lend a steady hand when hatter's in need... but that doesn't discount the fact that there is some lacking TRUST in hatter's part. well, granted, she has a difficult time trusting. && as much as henrietta's proved herself, hatter is still reluctant about leaving an unattended... spirited rabbit in her workshop.
( spirited is not the correct word, perhaps, but she doesn't know what the correct alternative would be. )
❝ if anything... keep JUST the lemon. scrap everything else. ❞ she looks up from the machine again, eyebrow raising in the slightest. ❝ && if you don't, keep the filthy concoction away from me. ❞
public announcement that quizzle && hatter feel called out by @ordinarymagic condemning them for some gentle murder plans, it’s rly nbd !! murder should be embraced !!
that is all.
tiny tag redo !!
[bottles up feelings and lets them age for 10 years like a fine wine]