Post by alicelshay on Jan 10, 2010 21:49:05 GMT -5
ALICE EMBRY L'SHAY
[/font]" OH BUT YOU CAN'T HEL THAT, WE'RE ALL MAD HERE "[/font]
[/center]FULL NAME: Alice Embry L'Shay[/blockquote]
AGE: nineteen
MEMBER GROUP: Wack Jobs
GRADE: twelve
BIRTH PLACE: Ontario , Canada
RELIGION: none
SEXUALITY: straight
PLAYBY: Frieda Rose
AND IF YOU SWEAR THAT
[/font]" THERE'S NO TRUTH AND WHO CARES, WHY DO YOU SAY IT LIKE YOU'RE RIGHT? "[/font][/center]
HEY THERE, WHAT"S YOUR NAME?[/b][/size][/color]
"Well my full name is Alice Embry L'Shay , i'm not sure why I was named Alice, or how I got such a weird middle name, I ask all the time but my mother would never tell me. So I made up my own reason , it was just destined to be, Alice in wonderland, and now Alice from Canada, who has been to Wonderland, spooky eh?"
WELL THAT'S PRETTY FUCKING AMAZING. HOW OLD ARE YOU? WHEN'S YOUR BIRTHDAY? DO YOU LIKE YOUR AGE? WHAT GRADE ARE YOU IN?[/b][/size][/color]
"I am nineteen years old, I was born may 11th , 1992 , i like my birthday because it's in the spring when all the flowers are blooming and the earth is coming back to life again. I am in grade twelve in highschool obviously , but I should already be graduated, but i took some time off of school."
AWESOME. SO WHAT ABOUT YOU? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE, YOU KNOW, AS A "PERSON"?[/b][/size][/color]
"Well, the doctors always described me as a very imaginative person so of course I believe them, because I know I have an imagination, but not for the reason they think. I am curious , I like to know whats going on and what everything is about. I could say I'm quite wise but I'm not sure if thats a very apropriate thing to say. I care about the world, not so much ares, but i do care a little. "
SWEET. SO HOW DID YOU GET HERE? HOW FUCKED UP ARE YOU? TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST. GO.[/b][/color]
"When mummy and daddy and my three sisters and I moved into the new house I was so excited because I had a balcony , I fell and bumed my head and ever since then everyone has been telling me I'm crazy and full of stories, but I'm not. Mummy says the doctors said there was nothing wrong with me , I just had a imagination, and then she said that a doctor thought I was posessed, but when they did a excersisem or whatever it's called, nothing happened, so it couldn't be that. Mummy says I need to stop making things up, but i swear I haven't been, I swear i've been telling the truth ; I've honestly been to wonderland."
WANNA TELL US SOME LIKES?[/b][/size][/color]
"oh gosh , i enjoy animals and nature and flowers and warm summer days, i enjoy singing and poety and tea. I like the colour blue, and I don't know why, and I am absolutly in love with wonderland, but you would be to if you ever went to visit."
AND SOME DISLIKES?[/b][/size][/color]
"well , I don't like how the doctors always used to come for me, or the priests for that matter. I don't like the looks Daddy gives me when I walk the halls past his room to go downstairs, and I deffinitly don't like how everyone tells me I'm lying, because I don't like liars, why lie when the truth is all so wonderful? oh , and then queen of hearts, yeah I don't like her either, she is very rude."
I GUESS WE'RE DONE HERE. ANYTHING ELSE?[/b][/size][/color]
"Well I'm Alice, and thank you for giving me the time to tell you a little about myself. [:"
WHY ARE YOU SCARED TO
[/font]" DREAM OF GOD WHEN IT'S SALVATION THAT YOU WANT? "[/font][/center]
NAME: Cheshire , or just Chesh
AGE: seventeen
EXPERIENCE: 5 years or so
TIME ZONE: uhh , Ontario Canada ? ;]
OTHER CHARACTERS: none.
It felt like it had been forever since she had been outside, out into the real world and past the four dark blue walls of her own bedroom. A small room really, with nothing except blue, it was a dark blue that was dark like a nights sky, not quite black, but dark enough to look it. The blond girl had named the colour, she had decided to name it something very elegant that made her heart beat faster whenever she said the name, it made her mind spin and her blood pump just a little faster ; it was called pitfall blue, it reminded her of falling, and whenever she would stare at her walls, she would just imagine herself falling, into a different world you could say.
Now the small blond teenager had what you may call, reality issues. She had spent most of her years in her room, her pitfall blue room, just staring off into space, she didn't speak much, or sleep much for that matter. Alice hardly did anything at all, her mother would come into her room every once and a while to make sure she was still alive, and well, and of course she was. The doctors would come and look at her to make sure she was healthy, and surprisingly she was always healthy, she showed no signs of malnutrition, and her vital signs were just fine. The doctors told Alice's mother she was crazy, told her she had a disorder, told her she was possessed, Trust me, alice's mom had heard everything in the book. Priests had tried to cure Alice, doctors tried,and scientists even took blood work from her to see if she had some rare disease, but the truth was, there was nothing wrong with Alice.
This had all started one day when she had fallen from the third floor balcony, the balcony which she had stood on every single day to look out onto their family's farm. She watched the sun rise and set, but one day as she day dreamed about whatever she dreamed about she leaned over the edge too far and fell, she bumped her head and was knocked out for quite sometime. When she awoke from her concussion she was asking very strange questions, that all had to relate to Lewis Carrol's book, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland,and Through the looking glass. Her version was much more graphic then the beloved childrens' story, and naturally nobody believed her, they just figured she had had a bad dream of some sort, but she was convinced it was real. She repeated the story many times for doctors and such, but nobody saw anything wrong with her, nor her stories. The simply said she had a wild imagination, but Alice knew,she knew it was real. She painted her walls over and over again in the same dark navy colour, until her walls got darker and darker, until they were black to most people, but Alice knew better, they were the colour, not just any colour, they were the colour. They were Wonderland's colour, Pitfall blue.
After her walls had been painted, Alice spent almost every minute of her life in that room, only getting up to use the bathroom and shower every once and a while. She would shower late in the night, when everyone was sleeping so she could avoid everyone's questions and nervous glares. Her father hated her, and her sisters were terrified of her. They believed she was possessed, believing what their father had told them. The only person who still had any faith in her was her mother. Her mother brought her food every day, and came to talk to her, though Alice never answered or ate the food. Once and a while her mother would find that she had taken a drink of water, but other then that, nothing had been touched.
After a year and a half of Alice's continuous behavior everyone gave up. But no sooner did everyone give up on her that she awoke. Her eyes were no longer hazed over and she began walking around the house during the day instead of just at night. Everyone was surprised by this. Soon Alice began talking and socializing and she didn't mention one thing about Wonderland, but she still had yet to leave the house. She began to open up her balcony, never stepping out though, but opening it up so the light shown on her pitfall blue walls, making them glisten ; this was her favorite part of the day.
So of course, you see that when I say it was as if she was out of her room for the first time in a long time, it really was. The nineteen year old decided to get away, away from her house, away from her past, she was moving on into a new life, into a new stage, starting fresh.
The plane landed on time, just like it was supposed to, there were no terrorists or bomb threats, no almost plane crashes, nothing. It had been smooth flying, which was excellent to hear. The long blond haired girl walked down the ramp into the terminal, her high heels clicking against the floor as she made her way to where she could pick up her luggage. As she walked through the large airport she looked around, her eyes wide, this world was so different then she remembered and it was intriguing. As she came to the large conveyor belt with luggage on it she watched contently as the different coloured and different sized bags spun around and around, until she finally saw her dark purple backpack. She picked it up and slung it over her shoulder. She smiled to herself and picked up her matching purple suitcase off the conveyor belt, she set it on the floor and pulled the handle up, walking off with her bag dragging behind her on it's wheels. She wandered around for a while before she decided she was lost.
' oh dear, i can't believe i've found myself lost... again ' she mumbled to herself, not paying any attention to the look she got from people walking by. She looked around curiously ' how very curious ' she said quietly ' i wonder which way i should go , if i go this way , i might end up there ' her voice was distant as she talked to no one in particular ' but if i go that way , i could end up here ' she looked into the opposite direction she had just looked and sighed ' but i'm not quite sure if i want to end up hear or there... ' Alice tugged lightly on a strand of her blond hair, she was so confused, and wasn't sure if she was liking her new found experience of being in a new place, but she did recall that it was just like when she had fallen into Wonderland, she had no clue where she was, or where she should go, but she had gotten through it, even though it had sure been a lot more queer then it was now, because now, she knew where she was, and she knew where she was supposed to go, but she just didn't know how to get about going there.
The tiny girl in a blue dress put her hands on her hips and huffed, she was quite frustrated now. ' oh how i wish i had hatter here to help me ' she whispered quietly to herself
