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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 3:14 pm
The Queen's Castle at the centre of Wonderland. Cold and intimidating, soldiers from the four suit garrisons patrol the corridors and grounds on this vast estate.
"The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
All on a summer day.
The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
And took them all away.
The King of Hearts, tracked down the tarts,
And made the Knave pay!" Beatrice clapped her hands once she had finished her rhyme, very pleased with herself. She looked over at her two favourite underlings, the King and Knave of Hearts, a small smile playing on her lips. Turning, her smile spread over her face, teeth flashing as she grinned at her friend the Duchess.
"How do you like my rhyme, Duchy? Fitting, don't you think? I think so. All my rhymes are fitting. They fit right in. Snuggly. Snug as a bug in a rug." Content with herself, she sipped some tea.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 3:24 pm
Jenna smile back at her old friend, clapping. "It's lovely! Very cute. I wish I could come up with something like that. She sighs deeply. "Why wasn't I in it huh? b***h I thought I was your friend!""I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me! Quiet you, you-""The Queen of Hearts is such a skank,
she really can't be beaten!" "No stop it!" She slaps her face sharply. "It's a pity she's not pals with Alice,
They're a perfect pair of cretins! Hahaha!" Slapping her face even harder, tears start to roll down her eyes. "I am so sorry! I can't seem to control it sometimes. My other half can be so ruthless, please don't be mad Beatrice"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 3:31 pm
The king raised his eyebrows at the Duchess, and put on a bit of a show of being horribly shocked and offended at her response. He turned to the queen, grinning broadly.
"If it's any consolation, Your Majesty, your lovely poem actually rhymed. And if I must say," he added, puffing out his chest (a not entirely impressive action) "I particularilly enjoyed the topic of yours."
His grin turned into a smug smirk as he glanced sidelong at the Knave.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 3:47 pm
Knave stood with his back leaning against the wall, staring at the floor, a look of absolute distain on his face. It was always the same damn thing, the Queen would make some stupid little rhyme and the King and Duchess would laugh and kiss up to her.
He looked at the King smirking at him, clearly he had made some sarcastic comment aimed at him. Knave of course would not respond. The King was nothing to him, a mild annoyance. Knowing that his silence would infuriate the King further he continued to ignore them.
Should someone address him directly, that would be time enough to respond.
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Silas The Knave Of Hearts
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 3:55 pm
The Queen smiled at the Duchess, her teeth glinted off the light from the window.
"You're lucky you're so funny, or it would be off with your head. Both of your heads. And then you'll be the Headless Duchess, wandering in your Forest."
She laughed at the thought of the Duchess wandering around with no head.
"Oh, you do amuse me so, Duchy."
Still giggling to herself, she turned her attention to the King.
"My dear sweet little King-ling. I say and you make them pay, is that how it shall be?"
She shook her head, a frown tugging her lips down.
"No. Knave makes them pay, and you, dear King, do as I say."
She smiled, pleased that she had resolved the matter.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 4:02 pm
The Duchess shuddered, thinking about her head being cut off
"You can truly be horrid sometimes Beatrice! I wouldn't do well at all without my head!"
"My hair would be ruined! Do you know how long it takes to do? I Although I could freak the s**t out of the Caterpillar" She starts to giggle uncontrollably, imagining herself scaring that silly bug.
"Oh my that would be quite fun actually! But I could never do such a thing, I'm too nice!"
"I'm not" she mutters and continues to giggle, her ribs hurting from it. Eventually she kneels down to catch a breath.
"Oh..my, my.....sometimes I cannot control myself!"
"Say, when's dinner, I'm starved!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 4:10 pm
The King twitched at the complete lack of response from the Knave. He inhaled as though about to speak, with full intention of snapping at him, but quickly closed his mouth again, concerned that he would upset Beatrice.
Turning his attention back to her as she addressed him, he grinned pleasently at her.
"Right you are, m'Lady. And yet more delightful rhymes, if I do say so myself."
He turned his attention to the Duchess, as she began speaking to herself. How very amusing, he pondered. He wondered on occasion why the Queen enjoyed the presence of the Duchess. There was no great profit in having her there all the time, though she did make for quite fine entertainment. She did occasionally grate on his lie detecting, however. A person being able to lie to themselvesgave him a truely awful headache.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 4:24 pm
Knave smiled at the mention of his name,
The Queen was right, he did make them pay, and it was the part of his job he enjoyed the most.
His smile widened as he recalled the countless people that he had taken care of.
As he started to grow bored, he drew Ebony and Ivory, his trustworthy Daggers. he began spinning them absent-mindedly. He liked how the light glistened off of the blades. All of this merriment bored him so.. How he wished the Queen wanted someone to be dealt with.
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Silas The Knave Of Hearts
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 4:52 pm
Noticing the Duchess' reaction, the Queen giggled. The mention of the Caterpillar, and the Duchess' own fit of mad laughter, caused the Queen to go into hysterics herself. Once she managed to catch her breath, she sighed, fanning herself with her hand.
"I do enjoy your company, Duchy. I do not laugh half as much as when you are not around."
Sighing once more, the Queen indicated the cakes, biscuits and muffins on a trolley by the little table she and the Duchess occupied.
"Dinner will be later, but feel free to have cake with your tea. Let it not be said that the Queen of Hearts refused to give you cake."
She smiled at the King.
"You likes my ryhmes? What a relief. I would hate to have my favourite King-a-ling dislike my way of speaking."
From her peripheral vision she noticed the Knave twirling his daggers.
"Now, now, dear Knave, I said not to cut off the Duchess' heads."
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:01 pm
Max bowed again very slightly to the Queen.
"One would best be careful, I would say. A certain someone might go decapitating others in their sleep out of boredom. Or maybe he could become so bored that he might go about chopping heads in his sleep! Now, wouldn't that be a sight?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:07 pm
"Sweet! I ******** love cake!" Almost as much as I love torturing that stupid pot head!" She starts to gorge herself on as much cake as she can. "Mpph sphaay thuh fhupp aphy frim mmy hhead" she yelled at the knave, her mouth full of sponge and icing. As she swallowed, a sense of euphoria came upon her. "Goodness these are fantastic! I always love the cake here. So good!" "Oh dear, they're all gone. Too bad Your highness!" she sniggered towards the king.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:12 pm
Knave smiled, he knew the king wanted nothing more then to draw him out, but if Knave so much as sniffed in his direction he would be executed, sometimes though, he must confess the sentence just might be worth it.
But that was neither here nor there. the thought of random slaying made him itch to do something. the fact was he needed to get out of the room if he stayed much longer. he may just act on those dark thoughts.
"if your majesty will excuse me, I have some business to attend to"
and he made to leave
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Silas The Knave Of Hearts
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:16 pm
The corner of the King's mouth twitched as the Duchess spoke in his general direction. He had really, really wanted some cake. He truly did. But what if The Queen changed her mind right while he was eating one? She might have. Then what would have happened?
He shifted uneasilly and swallowed, both uncomfortable at the though of what she might do and jealous the the Duchess could have such brazen confidence.
He perked up again as the Knave excused himself. Unable to conceal his glee, he was confident that he had caused the surly man to leave.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:20 pm
The Queen laughed when the King mentioned what she might do. She had often times found herself yelling for decapitation in an empty hall, as well as yelling it in her sleep.
Standing, she smiled down at the Duchess.
"Let you have cake whenever you are here, if you like it so much. I shall cut off the head of anyone who eats cake but you."
Nodding, she moved away from the little table.
"Knave, you shall not go. I do not wish it. Therefore, it will not happen."
She looked at the King for confirmation.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:26 pm
"Certainly not!" The King responded loudly with knee-jerk reaction. Despite this, his expression fell, not entirely agreeing with what he had just agreed to. Quietly grumbling to himself, he scowled at the carpet, scuffing it with his foot.
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