#alice:talk

[beyondalicerp]

So here is the beginning of a playlist for the Palace. If anyone else has some fun or peaceful piano based music you think Wonderland might play, please come and suggest them.

[bluebelleoftheball]

Introduction: Mickey

Name: Michaela, Mickey, Kaela, McKayKay, McMick, Dumbass. I’ll respond to all of the above. A little bit about yourself: Whaddup. I’m 20 years old (although Amber seems to believe I can range anywhere between 18 and 21 because she never remembers how old I am.) I hail from the painfully mediocre state of Oregon and I’m currently in cosmetology school. I’m very talented. Role(s) you’re interested in applying for: The Librarian and the Savior’s Daughter, obvi, but also like every other character I love these characters so much. Some things that inspire you: My extremely competitive nature and desire to be the best at everything.  Something you’re excited about for Beyond Alice: I’m so excited to get these plots started and watch all these character interact again! I have so many plot ideas so if you ever need help coming up with something I’d be happy to help. A meme or two that best describes you: Oh so many.

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Introduction: Amber

Name: Asshole A little bit about yourself: I am a huge doughebag. Role(s) you’re interested in applying for: The Crimson King and the Fisherman’s Daughter (and more on their way in future batches) Some things that inspire you: Knowing that one day I will finally be dead. Something you’re excited about for Beyond Alice: MY MAIN FUCKKBOY HERE. And hearing Paige try to be an innocent little child again. (When we last saw her she was quite fucked up.) A meme or two that best describes you: Ummmm, I’m basically a Facebook Mom. I don’t know what memes are on fleek right now. So here’s some random stuff I’ve shared on Facebook so that my mom can like them and read them out loud to me later as if I didn’t post them.

Enjoy.

[beyondalicerp]

Delve deeper into your muse:

I’ve written some basic and some interpretive questions below for you guys to answer however you see fit, just to get into what your muse’s preferences are, why they are the way they are, and maybe get you to learn some things about your muse you didn’t know. Reply in short sentences, like an interview, or as a para, one at a time or all at once. Whatever works best for you. Be sure to tag them all #alice:talk!

What is your happiest memory?

What is your most upsetting memory?

What is your greatest virtue?

What is your greatest flaw?

How do you fall asleep?

How do you wake up?

Do you prefer the moon, sun, or stars?

What is your favorite season?

When you are in trouble, who is the first person you go to?

Do you prefer dawn or dusk?

Do you think you’ll have children one day?

Have you ever been in love?

Who is the person you look up to the most?

What do you think is the difference between good and evil?

[beyondalicerp]

can we get some hcs about life in the palace?

Certainly! These are some of my personal headcanons that I have for palace life. Amber may not necessarily agree with all of these but she’s not here right now so fuck her.

No one is allowed to wear red except for Gideon. It ruins his aesthetic.

Gideon gives a good night kiss to everyone in the palace. Every night. Every. Single. One.

The knights have a monthly beer chugging contest. Participation is mandatory. Whoever taps out first has to spend the night in Tulgey.

You know how Disneyland has hidden Mickey heads everywhere? Just imagine that but with Gideon’s face.

The palace librarian is a cat. Not a werecat. Just a regular cat. His name is Bartholomew. He’s very good at his job.

There’s rumors that Gideon has a sex dungeon but no one’s ever seen it and lived to tell the tale.

Like I said these are just my little headcanons that I’ve come up with, do with this information what you will.

[beyondalicerp]

I know I’m supposed to be professional or whatever on here but fuck that.

We’ve all been stuck in one of these threads before...

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「 task 001 」 the interview !

↬ What is your happiest memory? she humms thoughtfully, pauses. “well...” she has to pause again, this time for longer. she has plenty of happy memories— the first time she laughed after her father’s disappearance, the first time she landed a blade on a target, the first time the blade stuck— lots of firsts were happy, she supposed. but a happiest memory? no one singular recollection sticks out to her. she shrugs. “i don’t think i could pick just one.”

↬ What is your most upsetting memory? “i came home one day, and...and my mother was crumpled up on the floor. that was the day i found out my father wasn’t coming home.” she bites her lips after that, and though her eyes are dry, her brows drawn down and her hands form into fists. it seems to be all she’s going to say.

↬ What is your greatest virtue? “i...suppose i’m doing alright with being on my own. being independent. it’s not hard.” she would have liked to say loyalty, or ambition, something befitting a guard— future guard, anyways. but that was the first thing that came to mind, it was what she had before the guards, and she had a gut feeling that it would be with her afterwards, even if she never became a knight.

↬ What is your greatest flaw? no one likes to think they have flaws. this is the question her mind stumbles on, one she doesn’t have a ready answer to. she has to think; she can’t decide. she supposes that will do: the fact that she can’t decide. “indecisiveness,” she says decidedly.

↬ How do you fall asleep? “that’s...an odd question. i mean, it’s the same thing every night: wash up, pajamas, curl up— specifically on my left side, back to the wall, one pillow...and then it’s lights-out. i tend to sleep like a log.”

↬ How do you wake up? “early, with panic.” if she’s not in the ring an hour after sunrise, her aunt makes her run extra laps. tamar has short legs; she’s no runner. and running is mind-numbingly boring.

↬ Do you prefer the moon, sun, or stars? “sun. always the sun.” in moments of peace, tamar could be found lounging in the sun on top of the highest tower she can find. bare feet, sleeves shoved up hurriedly in order to expose as much skin as possible, as soon as possible. she didn’t want to miss a second of sun. summer was best, of course, but when it was winter and clouds practically lived in the sky, she would take even a moment of sun in the cold.

↬ What is your favorite season? “there’s nothing better than summer.” she can go barefoot without worry, toes buried in the grass. granted, with all the scraps she got into she always came away with grass stains, but laundry was something for maids to deal with. “and the rains are the softest in summer.”

↬ When you are in trouble, who is the first person you go to? “my aunt, i suppose. it’s always been my aunt, since...well, since i was a little kid.” a nonchalant shrug, then a cold shoulder. that’s all you’re going to get out of her for that.

↬ Do you prefer dawn or dusk? “does it matter? i’m up for both anyways.” early morning training with her aunt had reset her internal clock to wake up early, and far too often she was awake past sunset, despite her body not approving.

↬ Do you think you’ll have children one day? “no. absolutely not.” her answer had come to her when she was twelve years old, with far too many layers to peel away right now. “mentor maybe—” as her aunt had been to her, maybe she could be to another— “but mother, never.”

↬ Have you ever been in love? “all the time, every day. i fall frequently, and by now i know how to land on my feet when i do.”

↬ Who is the person you look up to the most? this one, she doesn’t have to think about. it’s a no brainer: “my aunt!” there are other guards she could list: quen in the archer’s range, who was the best person in her squad, in character and on the field. there was also bron, who was the only person who hit faster than she did and who taught her how to throw an upperhook. but her aunt was always the first answer to that question.

↬ What do you think is the difference between good and evil? this one’s easy, too easy. “one justifies the means to the end, the other cares about the means to the end.”

[beyondalicerp]

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