#alice lore

[heyitsalicehobson]

John pulls up to their hotel in New York and takes a breath of, Well, New York air. "We made it just in time, Darling. we just gotta get our stuff into the hotel and change and we could head down to the beach and relax a bit, if you'd like."

John placed a comforting hand on Alice's shoulder. "We can take our time with this, no rush"

(this is for beach day, if you still wanna be there)

-@john-hobson-sr

Alice smiles and leans into the touch.

“I’m just happy to be spending it with you.”

She takes her luggage and he takes his, she holds his free hand as they check in to the hotel.

“Do you think our initials are still carved in that tree in the park?”

She mused as she walks with him to their room. A playful smile spreads across her features.

[the-apple-of-her-eye-au]

After her parents died, but before Zestial found her, Alice remembered being chased by a group of teens back into the bayou. Her sanctuary became anything but as she felt a rock hit her head, knocking her to the ground.

She was tied up with four different ropes around her wrists and ankles, tied to trees. She wasn't afraid in the traditional sense. Her mind was foggy, possibly from the blunt trauma to her head. She still couldn't quite remember what occurred that evening except the occasional mutterings and chants from the teens. She remembered an elk which didn't make much sense, and its eyes. When she came to, the teens were gone and the ropes had been cut, but her skin was covered in blood splatters.

[yuro-skell]

”I had grandparents once. They’re like parents but less strict and always on your side and your grandma usually cooks a lot of food for you and gives you money and god I miss them. Most likely died during the war…”

-@a-fellow-courier

I’m really sorry for your potential loss. And I guess that’s kinda how Raul’s been with me, keeping my ass alive for the past 8ish years give or take and showing me how to do repairs and actually shoot a gun.

[r0zeclawz]

a group of "alices" is called a "giggle" of "alices" btw :) thank you

[fairyqueenalice]

Ok so Alice lore time: me and my partner constantly speak in simlish to each other wherever we like are nonverbal/making or serving foods/too high for words/or just plain nervous about what we have to offer and honestly anything can cause simlish to appear however we only used to do this when we were alone like no one really around to hear it but that’s been less of a thing lately. Anyway we had Maysons (my partner) sibling over for dinner and just general vibe times last night and when food was done mayson was serving it to us and he given his sibling the first plate and offers Parmesan and the pasta with a “habada-squeeba?” Loosely Translated to “would you like some?” But we had never shared our simlish with anyone really before and as they look at us with pure confusion as to what they were just asked we returned the favor by also looking at them with confusion while echoing “habada-squeeba???”

[gooberdrawz]

does anon Have any siblings? if so what are their names

They are a single child and even if they did they probably didn’t survive the fire- oops I’ve said too much-

[thetwstwildcard]

⇷ for tsundere kitten

Is that Catherine's new nickname 😂

'Deep breaths Alice... Deep breaths....' The girl tried to calm herself down as she paced around her room. Everything she needed was in the bag on her bed. Everything else in her room was fraud, a fake painting of a perfect life. Dresses, books, art, all beautiful lies. Alice took one last look around her room 'the blood stain in front of the mirror...' She reached up to touch her ear as memories of that fateful event replayed in her mind. She shook her head, she just had to stop thinking about it. If not she'd never leave.

As she put her bag on her back one final thing caught her eye, a family painting. Her mother stern but beautiful stared into her very soul. Her father, the man that never so much as looked at his daughter finally met her eyes. And finally, her older brother. The boy's mischievous grin was the opposite of his sister's who simple looked blankly forward "Alchemi..." She spoke her brother's name softly "if only things were different... If only you didn't leave me alone with her... What made them so much better? Why were they more important to you than your own sister..!" She sniffled, shaking her head "no... He's not my brother anymore. I'm not a Pinka." In a quick moment she took down the painting, placing it face down on her bed.

The night air was crisp when Alice opened her window, making her dress and hair billow around her. Blue eyes looked down at the ground below 'cats always land on their feet...' Holding her bag close she took her leap of faith, covering her mouth. She yelped when her feet met the ground, pain shooting up her body.

Without wasting time Alice quickly ran away, through the garden and the manor's yard. Through everything she had ever known. When she was just about to leave the family grounds she turned around. With a final curtsy she bid farewell to her life. Reaching up the girl took off the ribbon that covered her ears. As it fluttered away in the wind there was only one thing she could think.

Finally, I'm free

[heyitsalicehobson]

@xmas-tree-bandits

“Hey, I didn’t mean to make you feel self conscious, I’m just sayin’ you look exhausted, like you need a rest.”

She watches him for a moment and chuckles at his question.

“No, I didn’t become a parent at 12.”

She sighs softly and looks at him.

“My mom and dad were busy a lot of the time, and that meant that I had to stay with family. Well the closest family I had were in New Jersey. I stayed with my little cousin Mark and his dad. His dad…he didn’t treat him so good, so I took care of him. A lot.”