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Mal dicided to go back to talk tackticks with march, and proibily drop a hint or two. "Um knock, knock, may I enter?" She said politely, she entered the room with a beautiful gown on, while she was in her room she had gotten into an old dress. "Ladies, and, your hiny-ness." she curtsyd and put emphisis on the word HINY, Mal absoultly hated the stuck up prince. she hoped that the diamonds would take place of the hearts. "March, I was hoping I'd ccatch you alone for a momment, but I can see your busy, I'll just leave." she turned to leave hesitating, but after a moment she left.
March looked up, "did some on say my name?" There was an ockward silence, untill hatter snorted. "WEll march you quite funny, and I belive that, you were just halucinating." Every one inthe room glared at hatter, he didn't want March to fall for Malice, he then shrugged and stepped up some stairs and went into his quarters.
"poor Mal, and March, You see march secretly loves Mal, and she loves him back, but Hatter keeps them appart, for he doesn't like the thought of his daughter marrying hisown best friend." White said dramaticly. "Oh poor love story, So were are you sleeping my dear?" Torren quickly changed the subject.
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 7:40 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 2:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 2:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 2:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 6:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 12:35 pm
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Malice waited for a second before walking wawy from the door, just to see if any one had said some thing, but nothing came, "WHy, Why, Why?!" Mal sobbed outside the dorr for a while before she whiped her eyes and walked to the kitchen, she tied her dress up, put an apron on, and grabbed a platter of foods and a bucket of washing supplys; Mal was one of the only females in the camp, so she had to help clean. she skillfully walked with out shoes, into the meating/tea room, and placed the silver platter on the table, after moving most of the chairs out of the way she asked, "can all people move from this room in to the waiting room, so that I may clean, it is thursday you know, and natraly thrusday-monday are cleaning days." She then folded up the table and pushed it into a closet. She poured watter into the bucket and started washing the empty room, with noone to help her, all the other girls, were, either dooing things with the boys, or off watching there posts.
the march hare did exactly what mal told him to do, while directing alice and Christine to the waiting room he asked, "does anyone know why mal is cleaning today? and she looked as if she had just been crying, will you go ask her whats wrong?" he looked at christine pleading. (Sorry, it's a habbit!! emo crying sweatdrop cry )
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 2:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:31 pm
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Torren sat down in a vacant armchair and sighed, "Five years ago, my mother, the Queen of Hearts, was poisoned and unfortunately died. During the confusion and grief that went on after her sudden death the Dark King attacked, bringing in swarms of his own warriors, capturing most of the court, such as my father and my younger brother, I escaped, barely. After that, the Dark King took over, claiming most of the Wonderland territory and building large, monstrous forts everywhere, sending robots and soldiers to kill rebels like us. Though some of the natives are rebels, others have joined his side, he tears families apart, destroys coutryside, causes pain everywhere, yet no one knows where he came from." Torren finished and leaned back, his eyes filled with pain.
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