♫ 008
It's come to my attention that not many people know about Wonderland. As well they should, actually, so perhaps it's a good thing, really.
Or a bad thing. If you need a purpose. Or a name. Or a role.
It's what they are in Wonderland. Scraps. Ink blots. I'm not a native, you see. But it's all I have to come- home, now. And who am I to complain?
Of course, the Queen of Hearts is no Queen of mine, and he plays favorites, but at least his subjects tend to adore him? ... Mostly.
And that Mad Hatter, well, you don't even have to worry about him, or that feeling that puts your ears back like... right now, because unless you're a threat to one of our Alices, then you're no consequence at all. Well- the 89th Alice, at the moment.
You know him, don't you? Everyone in Wonderland loves Alice. It's just how it is, you see.
There are wonderful places to visit. The White Rabbit doesn't like visitors, but I'm sure the Queen's palace is worth a gander. You could drop by The Mad Hatter's shop, if it wasn't closed. Caterpillar Lane, if it wasn't so easy to get stuck at the entrance. Ah. If you do go to Caterpillar Lane, tell me how it is, won't you? It's impossible for someone like me to go.
I should invite you to my home, as well, but it's not a pet's place to invite someone to the Duchess' mansion. She entertains the Duke, and so you had best ask before coming to call.
... Actually, perhaps the lot of you, if you could ever find your way to Wonderland, had best stick to watching the parade.
Questions? Questions? Good.
[ooc; Grab bag --> citizenship day ;;]