Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. This won’t do! No, no, no. This can’t do! Ever heard of a Mad Hatter sans Hat? It’s the same of a Mad Hatter who isn’t Mad! O, City of Cities! Must you wound this jester so deeply? The grand collection one has kept since the first coming of these esoteric shores is gone! Not a pin or a scrap of black fabric left behind in one’s ( Read more... )

Well~ I didn't expect to awake in a Circus underground. Was the shift last night that rough or was it a joke from someone? Fine, I'll discover the mystery later and come back at you ( Read more... )

Ahhhhhhh. Memories~

Like the sweet taste of victory.

...And as the bitter flavor of defeat.

They come and go, wholly untouched, fragmented in pieces; nostalgia isn't complete without the Demon-Lord in Making. Or one's dearest Amber Princess.

It's the finest wine. They age so well.

(ooc; Pretend the first one is from Belial's POV? >>)

Dear, dearest City of Cities,

Why?

At your service,

Mad Hatter~

Dear Lord Lucifer,

♡

Your humble servant,

Belial.

-waste. Like His curse still lingers in these flesh and bones.

Hah~hahahahah~hah~

Everything one touches... Thy name shall be...

{Connection lost}

(ooc; Belial = worthless/without worth. All Belial touches/is near to rot and waste away or becomes useless)

Ohhhhhh~. How delicious the City sounds today. This humble one has a weakness for sweets and all type of pastries from a wide variety from chocolates to cookies. Ice-cream are rarely served in mad tea parties, but this one could be an exception if the Duchess requests it! ♥

Hmm, hmm~. Your children, O Duchess. Not one babe, but the two are weeping ( Read more... )

One has spoken foolery in the past, crack jokes and let many transgressions pass unpunished, but this day sets a limit and a point for that modesty. Because that foolish of Baalbelo cannot wait but throw herself into futile combat. Today is when our reckoning begins ( Read more... )

The young lord has returned from an agitated night, ma'am. No signs of his brother or your husband. Should your faithful servant see the conditions of his ferrari this time? A cup of tea before this?

One lives to serve. And to be included in the will.

((OOC: Family butler)).