/tackles <333heroine_pimpinDecember 5 2009, 06:11:12 UTC
*Well, if there was one thing she had commonplace with Somarium and Wonderland was that she could explore. As much as she liked normal, practical things - she had to admit walking around and discovering new things didn't feel so bad. While strolling around the big city, she happened to see a little girl dressed quite similarly to herself. How strange. And she's talking to herself no less! Perhaps she was lost?*
She looked up from the little device that Basil turned into up at the woman that Alice didn't recognize. Still, she must know where they were (and someone who would answer the "where" and "how" question. Both questions were very important to Alice.) Alice gave a small curtsy when she was addressed. This woman obviously wasn't mad. So she wasn't back in Wonderland or the Looking Glass (well... maybe the Looking Glass. But Alice didn't remember crossing any river into the next square... and she was a Queen there now anyways! So she could move more than one space if she wished!).
"I... well I think I'm lost..." she said as she kept the little... blue device in her hands. "Which I suppose if I think I'm lost then I most likely am lost. But I may be exactly where I need to be! The only problem is... I don't know where this "where" is. Which... if I need to be exactly where I am, I think I deserve to know where this "where" is! Do you know where I am miss?" she asked after a great sigh at the prospect of being lost or found
( ... )
"Oh dear, another lost one ... Well, I'll just be frank with you Little Miss. This place is called Somarium, and it's very much like a dreamworld. Before you ask, no one seems to know how we got here or how to return home." Her brow ceased a little. "I'm so very sorry to be bringer of bad news."
For a little girl, she talked strangely - perhaps all children are like that when they're little? Alice honestly couldn't remember what she was like when she was around this girl's age.
But she knew what it felt like to be lost and away from home. Peter made sure of that.
She blinked at being called a lost one. Was getting lost common here? She wondered if enough people got lost, would those who were found then the ones who were lost? If everyone was lost except for one person, who was to say that one person wasn't the lost one? But that wasn't the point. She was in Somarium. Which actually quite a pretty word! And Somarium was apparently a dreamworld. But Alice was very used to those. And at least this time she knew from the beginning she was dreaming! So it was just a matter of waking up
( ... )
Well, the Little Miss looked like she was taking this news in rather well - or was getting curious - by the way she was looking at those steel buildings, she was imagining something about them. How ... very child-like. She couldn't help but smile softly. "Yes, Somarium."
"I suppose I should introduce myself, Little Miss. My name is Alice Liddell. I arrived here not long ago. But if you have any other questions, I'll try to answer them." Well, within her knowledge of course. Or she could always ask the others about it as well. Although she had a feeling that most of them will give her a cryptic answers.
Alice's eyes widened and her head snapped right back to look at Alice. She blinked and then blinked again before her brow knitted together and then she looked Alice up and down.
"You can't be Alice Liddell," Alice said as she put her hands on her hips. "Because I'm Alice Liddell. And I should know that I've never met two of me... or two of yous for that matter." She didn't mean to sound rude. But it wasn't nice of this girl to try and take her name! Was she a name-taker? Someone who tied to steal your name and then you were left trying to figure out who you were afterward?
Liddell wasn't a common last name like Johnson or Smith. Certainly Alice wasn't an uncommon name but it simply wasn't possible that her name was Alice Liddell too. She was the only Alice in her family! Mother had named her after her great grandmother! So unless this was her great grandmother who was coming to be her guide (which she very much doubted because she had seen a portrait of her great grandmother, and she certainly didn't look like this
( ... )
How odd. Her last name wasn't very common... But by how offended she got, she was probably telling the truth. Alice considered the thought that maybe this girl was a relative of some sort, but she looked too different. Her family have a long generations of brunettes. And she didn't think that would change for a while.
She peered into the little girl's face. How odd, indeed.
"Well, I can't simply just change my name. Since it is what it is. Perhaps we can compromise?" She was the older of the two - come Alice, be the adult you wanted to be.
"Compromise?" she asked warily, trying not to get upset that the other was a girl trying to take her name. She crossed her arms over Basil and held him close. Alice had to be very on guard. She couldn't let this girl trick her into taking her name. Dream world or not, she didn't want to wake up and not have her name.
"I don't intend to give you my name," she said. She might as well start the compromise with the other girl knowing she couldn't have both names. "When I wake up I intend to still be Alice Liddell," she said and then realized she would have to clarify herself. "And... and I intend to be Alice Liddell here as well," she said quickly. "Dream world or not Miss."
Perhaps compromising wasn't a good idea. How could she make her understand? And Little Miss was already getting on the defensive too. Another headache for the (Big)Alice Liddell. She'll need a cup of tea after wards.
"I was already given the name by my parents I'm afraid," She sighed before straightening up. "And I hardly think having the same name would make you and I any different when we wake up. And meeting someone with the same name is normal. Well, even if our last name is rare."
With a light sigh, she added on, whisperings. "It would be better if Sister was here."
The topic change was exactly what (big)Alice needed. Because Alice's curiosity rose at the mention of the other Alice having a sister just like she had a sister. Goodness! This other Alice had a sister just like she did (well, Alice fully expected her to have parents. Everyone had parents)?
"You have a sister too?" Goodness. What if this girl wasn't a name-taker... but a dream her? Like in the Looking Glass there should have been another her right? Although there were several distinct differences between them of course. "Is she older than you as well?" she asked with curiosity. Surely... their names was the end of their similarities. It wouldn't be impossible to have an older sister or just a sister in general. But what if her sister had the same name! Surely that meant something right?
"Yes, I do." Alice blinked - (Little)Alice had really jumped the gun on that question. She had a sister too, didn't she? This was getting weirder and weirder by the minute.
"Her name is Lorina Liddell and she is the older." Her face softens as she remebers her sister. She was the very definition of a lady. So reserved and beautiful and frilly clothes looked so good on her. But she was getting distracted.
"You have an older sister too, I take it. Same name and sibling situation. How bizarre."
"You... you have an older sister named Lorina too! Goodness!" Surely this was mroe than just coincidence! This simply wasn't possible was it? Alice was a somewhat common name. And while her last name Liddell wasn't common at all, that wasn't to say it was impossible for this other Alice to have the same name. But for the both of them to have an older sister named Lorina, a name that wasn't common by any means...
"Are... are you a me from the future!" she suddenly asked. Well... it didn't make sense otherwise (though Alice was rather curious why she stopped being a blonde. Though if she had such pretty long brown hair she wouldn't mind at all). There were just far too many coincidences for her to be some OTHER Alice Liddell.
(Big)Alice was speechless. But they looked nothing alike! She put her two hands up - a gesture to calm the excited girl. She hoped it wouldn't crush her little sparkling .. something in her eyes.
"Little Miss, I don't think I am the future you. Even if we do have the same names and sisters. Perhaps it is an odd coincidence." A really rare form of coincidence at that, but she knew how she looked like when she was little and she was never a blonde. However, she did have a certain question she wanted to ask - maybe, maybe this will answer the said inquiries for them.
"Well, we seemed to have awfully a lot in common... Have you ever been to a place called Wonderland or Country of Hearts?"
This girl was more willing to believe a big coincidence then her possibly being a future her. Well... she supposed she would have known her smaller self on sight if the future self had been the case. But it was just... there has to be SOMETHING about them. It couldn't JUST be a coincidence! Not something like this! How could she possibly think that? And then her older self (for Alice didn't believe there could be any other choice) was now asking her about Wonderland!
"Well of course I've been to Wonderland, and the Looking Glass! Just like you!" Goodness, she hoped the memory loss was something she could avoid! "How could I not remember Wonderland and Cheshire and the others?"
Now this - this was something else. Could this be some kind of parallel universe she read only in books? And that was in a fiction too.
"Please wait a second, " She insisted while trying process what the little girl was saying. "I've never been to Wonderland when I was little. At least I don't think. Or this Looking Glass - I've never heard of - ... "
But then again explaining to a little girl that a perverted rabbit eared man kidnapped her and dragged her into Wonderland might be too much. She surely didn't want to push her into that kind of world anytime soon.
"...In second thought, please think what you want." Surely this kind of lying wouldn't be too bad?
Her older self was such a curious person! And it didn't make any sense to her! One second her older self said they weren't one another, now she was being told to think what she pleased. And really how could Alice not think what she pleased? Everyone thought what they pleased even if they were told differently. It was just a matter of believing what you were told or believing what you already thought. Although she supposed it was also a matter of saying what you already thought. And Alice had never been very good at keeping her thoughts to herself.
"Miss Alice, you're terribly confusing me. Are you saying I should believe you're the future me and I'm the past you?" And if she was, that was far more telling about... well something. All this time she had tried to convince her they weren't the same person. Now she was being told it was perfectly alright. If the other really WAS her older then Alice had to wonder where all her common sense went. Because this conversation was sorely lacking. Alice became all the more
( ... )
Little Miss? Are you, in any chance, lost?
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"I... well I think I'm lost..." she said as she kept the little... blue device in her hands. "Which I suppose if I think I'm lost then I most likely am lost. But I may be exactly where I need to be! The only problem is... I don't know where this "where" is. Which... if I need to be exactly where I am, I think I deserve to know where this "where" is! Do you know where I am miss?" she asked after a great sigh at the prospect of being lost or found ( ... )
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For a little girl, she talked strangely - perhaps all children are like that when they're little? Alice honestly couldn't remember what she was like when she was around this girl's age.
But she knew what it felt like to be lost and away from home. Peter made sure of that.
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"I suppose I should introduce myself, Little Miss. My name is Alice Liddell. I arrived here not long ago. But if you have any other questions, I'll try to answer them." Well, within her knowledge of course. Or she could always ask the others about it as well. Although she had a feeling that most of them will give her a cryptic answers.
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"You can't be Alice Liddell," Alice said as she put her hands on her hips. "Because I'm Alice Liddell. And I should know that I've never met two of me... or two of yous for that matter." She didn't mean to sound rude. But it wasn't nice of this girl to try and take her name! Was she a name-taker? Someone who tied to steal your name and then you were left trying to figure out who you were afterward?
Liddell wasn't a common last name like Johnson or Smith. Certainly Alice wasn't an uncommon name but it simply wasn't possible that her name was Alice Liddell too. She was the only Alice in her family! Mother had named her after her great grandmother! So unless this was her great grandmother who was coming to be her guide (which she very much doubted because she had seen a portrait of her great grandmother, and she certainly didn't look like this ( ... )
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How odd. Her last name wasn't very common... But by how offended she got, she was probably telling the truth. Alice considered the thought that maybe this girl was a relative of some sort, but she looked too different. Her family have a long generations of brunettes. And she didn't think that would change for a while.
She peered into the little girl's face. How odd, indeed.
"Well, I can't simply just change my name. Since it is what it is. Perhaps we can compromise?" She was the older of the two - come Alice, be the adult you wanted to be.
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"I don't intend to give you my name," she said. She might as well start the compromise with the other girl knowing she couldn't have both names. "When I wake up I intend to still be Alice Liddell," she said and then realized she would have to clarify herself. "And... and I intend to be Alice Liddell here as well," she said quickly. "Dream world or not Miss."
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"I was already given the name by my parents I'm afraid," She sighed before straightening up. "And I hardly think having the same name would make you and I any different when we wake up. And meeting someone with the same name is normal. Well, even if our last name is rare."
With a light sigh, she added on, whisperings. "It would be better if Sister was here."
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"You have a sister too?" Goodness. What if this girl wasn't a name-taker... but a dream her? Like in the Looking Glass there should have been another her right? Although there were several distinct differences between them of course. "Is she older than you as well?" she asked with curiosity. Surely... their names was the end of their similarities. It wouldn't be impossible to have an older sister or just a sister in general. But what if her sister had the same name! Surely that meant something right?
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"Her name is Lorina Liddell and she is the older." Her face softens as she remebers her sister. She was the very definition of a lady. So reserved and beautiful and frilly clothes looked so good on her. But she was getting distracted.
"You have an older sister too, I take it. Same name and sibling situation. How bizarre."
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"Are... are you a me from the future!" she suddenly asked. Well... it didn't make sense otherwise (though Alice was rather curious why she stopped being a blonde. Though if she had such pretty long brown hair she wouldn't mind at all). There were just far too many coincidences for her to be some OTHER Alice Liddell.
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"Little Miss, I don't think I am the future you. Even if we do have the same names and sisters. Perhaps it is an odd coincidence." A really rare form of coincidence at that, but she knew how she looked like when she was little and she was never a blonde. However, she did have a certain question she wanted to ask - maybe, maybe this will answer the said inquiries for them.
"Well, we seemed to have awfully a lot in common... Have you ever been to a place called Wonderland or Country of Hearts?"
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"Well of course I've been to Wonderland, and the Looking Glass! Just like you!" Goodness, she hoped the memory loss was something she could avoid! "How could I not remember Wonderland and Cheshire and the others?"
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"Please wait a second, " She insisted while trying process what the little girl was saying. "I've never been to Wonderland when I was little. At least I don't think. Or this Looking Glass - I've never heard of - ... "
But then again explaining to a little girl that a perverted rabbit eared man kidnapped her and dragged her into Wonderland might be too much. She surely didn't want to push her into that kind of world anytime soon.
"...In second thought, please think what you want." Surely this kind of lying wouldn't be too bad?
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"Miss Alice, you're terribly confusing me. Are you saying I should believe you're the future me and I'm the past you?" And if she was, that was far more telling about... well something. All this time she had tried to convince her they weren't the same person. Now she was being told it was perfectly alright. If the other really WAS her older then Alice had to wonder where all her common sense went. Because this conversation was sorely lacking. Alice became all the more ( ... )
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