for you could just be his imagination

One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. (Alice through the looking glass based OC)

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@ albidashyrax started following you

The city, was nothing like he remembered seeing, or at least it wasn't anything like looking glass, and wonderland-- well that place was even more backwards. His eyes flicked from one sight to the other with the amazement of a small child, turning, walking backwards (as was custom in most of looking glass, to get from one place to another). This world was interesting, the mirror had lead him to an interesting place for sure, but it wasn't quite what he had hopped to come out at, oh well, the black queen could hold her horses (knights not included) while he explored this new place with interesting sites.

as vorpal continued his walk through this town, he came to notice that, though people weren't exactly staring at him, they weren't walking the same way, which means this was the other side of the mirror and not the reverse side, which would mean he should probably walk in a forward facing manner. As the young looking glass dweller turned on his heel to walk in the 'proper' direction, he found himself colliding into a solid mass, not solid like a pole, solid like a person.

Surprised, he instinctively reached out to steady the other person as well as himself. "Ahh, Wow, that could have been messy," he said with a bit of a sheepish laugh. "I didn't do to much damage did I?"

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"Yeah. Just stay the hell away from me…" He had gone wandering through the forest to get away from the hell that was the Tweedles for a reason, not to get found by someone else and risk another to be lost in his fit of madness. "So are you going to leave me be or not?"

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Vorpal was taken aback, he hadn't met someone this rude since the dormouse. "Well Excuse me for being polite, anyway I can't let you stay in this part of the land unaccompanied, it belongs to the black queen, and I'll here about it if suddenly outsiders or wonderlanders start walking all over the place, though I wish it was this warm at the white castle...."

"if you want somewhere to wander in silence, I'd say go find the Tweedles, or possibly try to get to wonderland from here, you look like you'd take the queen's fancy," He folded his arms, "So who are you tough guy?" he asked finally. "Or should I give you a name?"

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"Who the fuck is talkin’ about- Oh. It’s the little royal.. Well then. While I’m up whose still alive out there?"

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"long time no see," vorpal said, though it was in neither a cheerful nor an unhappy tone, more one of politeness than any kind of attitude. "you picked a good time to come, it’s starting to warm up"

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"Likewise.. Though I alwaus know where you are." He huffed, stretching out from his long slumber. "Is that so..? Well, I should advise you now that I will be shedding soon."

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"Hmm, well until I get jabberwocky to take me back, I'm stuck here in looking glass, otherwise we'd implode the world," vorpal said simply before raising his hands. "Eehk, no thanks, you should go talk to the sky pirate about that, he'd probably use your shedding for his pillows and crap, I think he does that with his own fur...."

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"Who the fuck is talkin’ about- Oh. It’s the little royal.. Well then. While I’m up whose still alive out there?"

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"long time no see," vorpal said, though it was in neither a cheerful nor an unhappy tone, more one of politeness than any kind of attitude. "you picked a good time to come, it's starting to warm up"

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"Alice..? You must have me confuse with my brother. Oh um.. He’s the guu with sharp teeth and spotted ears and tail. The tail is very long too. He may have sniffes at you."

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"No, as far as I know, everyone is Alice until they earn their name or the title of Alice in wonderland," he said with a shrug. "hey, I don't make the rules that's just how they are around here," Vorpal looked confused for a moment before a dawning of realization shimmered in her eyes. "yes! oh yeah, I remember that guy, he's the one that was asking about Jabberwocky, didn't talk to him a whole lot, but yeah I remember him,"

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gunsmokeguardian

Yet another visitor to the land of looking glass, how long had it been since the last one? Oh well, they were probably sent here by the queen if the weren't brought by the strange winds that bring outsiders and yet there was something about this 'Alice,' "You picked a pretty good place to wonder into, this is quite warm compared to the others, is there something I can help you with?"

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"You’re Vorpal right? My pup talks about how confused and bewildered you make him."

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"Yeah, that's me, but wait your...pup? I'm sorry but I don't understand who you're referring to, please explain further Alice."

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"I see interesting things going on, I would like to get involved!" better than looking after this snow laden castle.

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4.) How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive? 

I wouldn't call vorpal vain, self centered maybe, but not really vain. Though he does recognize that he's pretty good looking, it's not really something he thinks about.

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A faint scent, mingled with another, both familiar had caught the creature’s attention. Setting aside his hunger for a meal, Fredrick followed the sceny. Remaining both curious and wary, not knowing what or who the owner of these particular smells. It lead him far away from his own, crumbled down home that was once a Wonderland. He found himself in a different world, but it still felt like Wonderland. Perhaps another, different one?

As the scent grew more potent, Bandersnatch was more careful. Watching where he stepped in the snow, ears up high to listen for anything. Though the surroundings seemed familiar, like a far off memory he could not recall. He grew more curios, finally able to put two names to the scents. One was that of Jabberwock, and the other the vorpal blade. But why were they together? He would have to ask soon enough.

After hearing the male call out, Fredrick was startled with a small flinch. Considering he didn’t hear them move. Though after a few wiffs of the air near him, it was obvious that he had found the source of the mingling scent. “Just who are you..” He asked bluntly, ears flattening back and his tail curling slightly between his legs.

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Ahhh, well that had to take it, a man with animal parts, sure he should probably be used to this kind of thing by now, what with his time in wonderland, however that was still, very weird to see especially the tail and ears. A gust of cold wind hit vorpal and he brought a hand to eye level in order to keep the wind out of his face as he spoke. "I am who I am," he replied, he wasn't trying to be cryptic this was just the truth. "if you're asking my name, it's Vorpal,  but you should be more specific on whether that was what you wanted or not Alice, especially since a lot of people aren't good at vague questions like that,"

 the young man said, "Also, it's not good to stay in the snow, something bad could happen, come on before the storm gets any worse."

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"the summer chill is starting to go away, I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed...."

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3.) Name one scar your character has, and tell us where it came from. If they don't have any, is there a reason?

Vorpal has no scars, he is not actually physically there, he is pretty much just a heart wandering the land that has the power to create a body to carry it. And I don't mean metaphorically, he is literally the jabberwocky's heart. If there were any kind of scar on the heart it would be bad news, however his body cannot bleed or scar.

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2.) What are your characters most prominent physical features?

his hair and eyes, which are striking either way you look at it, his eyes bear the look of someone who could tear you apart as well as passionately love and care. They are either a brilliant blue or a striking red. His hair is either a golden blond or snow white depending on where he is.

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stoicriverspirit has entered looking glass

This one was quite different from the others that wandered into looking glass, though, somehow upfront vorpal couldn't tell what it was. This 'Alice' was just different, "Hello there, you must be really lost to have come here of all places," Vorpal smiled warmly. "The summers here are pretty cold and harsh, my castle isn't far if you'd like to come with me, It's warmer there,"

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post-apocalyptic wanderings ll vorpal meets wolf

To call the air cold would be to call a whisper deafening. Fur did little to protect against the infiltrating chill, and each gust of wind across the barren foothills served as a knife straight into the wolf’s coat. Swift blinks dislodged flakes of powder white from lowered lashes as Toboe screwed up his face, gaze narrowing against the snow rushing to fall and catch on his already sugar-coated frame. The weather was definitely taking a turn for the worst - no longer could Toboe ignore what his nose had been telling him when the darkening sky heralded the same news. Well… The others wouldn’t have let a bit of weather slow them down. They would have-

Toboe yipped as a chunk of ice the size of a crow’s brain bounced off the bridge of his nose.

With a soft snort the copper wolf turned on his heel. Heck what the others would have done, he was going to find that little shelter he’d past and bed himself down for a well-deserved rest.

A few minutes of fighting the wind earned Toboe the sight of the very dwelling he’d passed before; a once-ancient tree had toppled and pulled itself halfway from the ground. Roots twisted and grasped at the air, the bulk of their mass tilted slightly as gravity tugged them slowly to earth. Debris had caught in the reaching tendrils and with snow piled atop, it became quite a sizable shelter from the chill of the wind and falling snow.

Heaving a tired sigh Toboe scampered down to the base of the uprooted tree and set himself to digging, paws shoveling snow and ice so that he might find a suitable bed in the leaf litter beneath. "Stupid wind, stupid snow…"

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Vorpal's white and blue uniform, were already dusted with snow as was his hair, however it was less noticeable on the silver locks of hair. The storm had gotten bad quickly, although he himself really liked chill weather, there was only so much he could handle before he was tired of it. Oh what he wouldn't give to just sit at his table drinking nice warm tea and eating freshly baked short bread, hmm, or black coffee that would be good too.

Either way, he couldn't turn back just yet as much as he'd have liked to. Though this storm was soon getting out of hand, he'd have to pause briefly before he continued on, finding a nearby rock large enough for him to sit on, the silvery sword that hung by his side clinked as he sat himself on the large rock and began rubbing his hands together.

He wouldn't die from the cold, no, however that didn't mean he couldn't be miserable in his favorite weather. Vorpal had only just began rapid rubbing of his arms when he heard an animal yelp, by chance was someone or something caught in this wicked storm? He really wanted to just leave it as it was, it could have been something dangerous or troublesome, however they probably would not survive the storm. Not many could brave this kind of weather even the most hardy men or dogs were likely to succumb.

He let out a resigned sigh and got up from his rock with a bit of a grumble that was lost over the wind and began his trek. He didn't run into anything at all, maybe the animal had died already? Maybe that was it's dying calls? Vorpal trudged on through the mounting snow until a large uprooted tree came into view. Instead of thinking of the animal possibly caught in this weather, he thought about how the tree would be nicer than sitting on a rock in the middle of the storm.

A smile crossed his face,'this is my lucky day,' he thought happily picking up pace until he reached the tree. At which point, he noticed a figure, dog like figure. "oh," he said. 'was this the animal that made that noise earlier?' he thought as he just watched the creature keep digging. A bit of a curious look on his face.

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1.) Describe your character's relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no?

He was born to a rather large family, which he doesn't remember at all. His relationship was pretty much average with his parents, he wasn't the youngest but he wasn't the oldest, he did suffer from a variety of health problems since he was a baby. So his parents treated him specially, even if he did have a bit of a bad attitude towards them.

He has no memories of his parents or the relationship he had with them, but at most it was only ever average.