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Another day in Wonderland, and he just had to try and keep his head down and not be noticed by anyone. Actually be nice to keep his head attached, though this Wonderland and the Queen of Hearts was just so very angry at the moment.
He'd been at his home and making his way back to court when he was practically knocked to the ground, oh not again. "Alice, you shouldn't be here" in Wonderland at all really, why on why had she ever followed him?
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ðœ ððððð ððð ð¥ðð£ðð ð ð ð€ððð ð ð ððð ðððð ððð ð£ðð€ð¡ð ðð€ðððððð¥ðª. not to mention she was coming of the age to be married off soon enough and she simply couldnât have that, âoh mr. rabbit! I am so happy I ran into you! however, it is a simply dreadful reason as to why I am here! I do not think I shall be returning home this time around. I really must find a way to permanently live in wonderland without the queen knowing. please help me! I have been looking for the hatter all day, but havenât the means to find him!â
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Ariana was struck by that question, her forehead creasing in a frown as she took in the questions. âUm, I think Iâm going to need more alcohol to cope with this conversation because my head is already hurting just thinking about that.â
ðœ âðððð,â alice thought, trying think of another topic, âdid you know one of the leading causes of murder in russia these days is caused from philosophical debates? people become so impassioned by the topic it drives them to bar fights resulting in homicide.â she nodded, taking another sip of her drink, âi think that level of passion can be really moving in theory.â
SABRINA CARPENTER via Twitter (July 18, 2019)
disenchantcdmemoriesâ:
nelle & alice â
nelle tapped her fingers on the aging wood, biting her lip as she listened to the blonde speak. it did suck that she everything was real and they had to deal with it. it wasnât like any of the asked for life to happen this way to them. whatever happened to manifesting your own destiny? but the idea that nothing was realâwhat an even wilder concept. âiâi honestly canât even wrap my head around the idea that nothing is real, al.â she shrugged, her fingers now doing a sort of dance as the ideas tumbled in her head. âif nothing is real, what does that make you or me?â
ðœÂ â ðšððð, ðð ðð ð¥ðððð ðð€ ð£ððð ð¥ððð ð ð€ðŠð¡ð¡ð ð€ð ðšðâð£ð ðð ð¥ðððð. â alice giggled at the concept, leaning back to rest on the old wood as she gaze upon the stars, â i think weâd be more free if nothing was real because if nothing was real then we could do anything. i wouldnât have to be a stinky old waitress, i could be a queen or an old hermit. if nothing was real then we could all be free of the restrictions that life and circumstance puts on us.â she offered, smiling over at nelle.Â
praedictasâ:
â what do i think? â kennedy muses, turning to view the blonde. â i think your question gives me a headache. â he replies, chuckling slightly at the thought. honestly, he wasnât quite sure what she meant by the question. how could existence be both real and unreal? â i think youâve had too much to drink. â having owned the rabbit hole for as long as he could remember, heâd become used to the strange ramblings of drunken patrons. this encounter seemed no different.
ðœÂ âð¥ð ð ððŠðð ð¥ð ðð£ððð?â alice questioned back, cocking her head as she looked up at the man, âno, this is my first cup. i donât quite know whatâs in it so iâve been nursing it very slowly. this is just how i think sometimes.â she explained plainly with a shrug, âdonât you ever just have questions you ponder but canât truly answer?â the blonde offered as she stood up to look directly at the other.
enchantdlyâ:
lyle leans back, looking up at the stars with a grin. conversations with alice are always such a delight, she seems to come out with the most curious of questions. â ah, but thatâs the beauty of it, donât you see ? whether itâs real or fake doesnât matter â either weâre wonderfully complex humans in our own right, or some amazingly creative mind has created an entire world full of people who think as if they were real people. â
ðœÂ ð¡ð ðŠð¥ððð, ð€ðð ðð£ð ð€ð€ðð ððð£ ðð£ðð€. âiâm not sure i like the thought of a being thinking all of this up. it feels too close to a god and i think that if itâs left to one being to create everything life itself is rather cruel. i think that pantheons of gods work better so that things are shared and i can find room in my heart to heart multiple people.â alice decided with a firm nod, offering the other her cup, âi donât know whatâs in it, but itâs sweet.â
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theyoungestofsevenâ:
âI think you might have just broken my brain,â Hannah chuckled, taking a seat beside the blonde and swinging her legs over the edge of the docks. âIf God is real, and theyâre all powerful whoâs to say the whole universe wasnât made last Tuesday?â Sheâd always been fascinated by everything outside of her own world, and looking up into the endless galaxy just made her feel even more trapped than she already felt in this stupid town. âWhat do you think?â
ðœÂ âðð ðâ she mouthed mostly to herself, mouthing it over and over as she thought about the concept, âi donât like to think about a god.â alice stated, wrinkling her nose in distaste, âi think a god existing would be too cruel. canât we just accept existence or the lack there of?â she offered, glancing over at the other, âlife is too hard to believe thereâs someone above us thatâs so cruel.â
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ð²ðžð°ðð°ðœ ððŽððŽð †@doesntthink ( ð°ð»ðžð²ðŽ ð»ðžð³ð³ðŽð» )
â§ . ðžðµÂ ð·ðŽÂ ððŽððŽÂ ððŽð»ð»ðžðœð¶Â ðð·ðŽÂ ððððð·, the last place he wants to be is the festival. it only serves to remind him just how much he's LOST in such a short period of time. just a few years ago, he wouldn't have been able to have a moment alone during town-wide festivities such as this. now it's a miracle if he can get one person to meet his eyes. the moon is high above the water, and ciaran has abandoned the town garden in favor of the one place he'd always truly felt at home: the water. but the docks seem to be infested today. she starts speaking before she even sees whoâs  approaching; such a presumptuous little creature.  he takes a long sip of his own drink before he answers. âi cut myself shaving this morning,â  he drawls. âfelt real enough. and if it's not ââ he shrugs, and takes another sip, smaller this time. âit's all we have.  so it's real.  even if it isnât.â
ðœÂ ð ð¡ð ðŠð¥ ð€ð¡ð£ððð ððð£ð ð€ð€ ððð£ ðððð as she pondered the otherâs words, âi donât like to think this is real. if pain is real, if anything is real, that would make living and life something awful.â she offered, taking another sip from her drink as she began to think once more, âpeople tell me that life is a gift and precious, something that could be classified as good, as a positive, but i donât think real people have the luxury of thinking like that. life is chaos.â alice decided, swinging her feet back and forth, âso i think the question rather is, is chaos all we have and if it is true chaos is it even possible to wield and control? should we give into the chaos? the madness? what type of existence would that make?âÂ
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swinging her legs over the dock she hummed softly as she nursed a red solo cup filled with a mix of alcohol she couldn't actually identify, but she didnât mind much. leaning back on one of her hands she tilted her head up to look at the stars, âso... like... everything is real, and we just have to deal with it, huh?â she questioned innocently, generally pondering the question, âwhat if nothing was real though? i wonder...â alice mused, turning her head to look at the other, âwhat do you think?â