MARCELLO AERON DECRÉ
In Wonderland I am The Mad Hatter.
They tell me that I am very mad. And maybe a little strange. But I find myself to be intelligent and straightforward....when the mood hits me. I've been called sarcastic and from time to time very playful. But I assume that's more of a....opinon than true fact. For the simple truth is that others find me, the mad hatter, quite...maddening.
Though Wonderland is small I find myself in fashion, with my green top hat stylishly canted and my suit a royal blue and black. My duds are slightly wrinkled and my feet are always bare, but I think that my blue half gloves make up for such a slight perfectly. My under vest is tightly cenched and hugs well around my form, while the top coat that covers it is fairly loose and the sleeves reaches a few inches beyond my arm.
My whole life has been like some uncontrolable merry-go-round. I don't rightfully remember how I came to be here, or for that matter who I truly was before then. Maybe I was a traveling musician, going to his next performace. Maybe a nobelman bored with city life and seeking a place of rest. Or maybe still I was some sort of performer, a magican or a juggler. As I said its truly beyond my power to know. And beyond the strange splashes of melonchony and déjà vu that tell of a different life, its doubtful that I'll truly remember it.
It's been years, I am One hundred Twenty-Seven, years old I know.
I would have to say that tea, normal oddities, warm weather, and good stories brighten up my day.
But seriously you just had to reach for my bad side, such as having no tea to be found, the use of my last name as a form of address [ If I've just given you my first name then call me as such, anything else is just rude.], cold weather, and bad stories.
I just love this song, it's called CRAZY by Gnarls Barkley.
Yet it just seems that Lonely Day by SYSTEM OF THE DOWN explains me more.
You'll never guess but I have a little crush on everyone. No one. You. And myself. You didn't think I'll truely tell you, did you? .
If you haven't noticed, I am a humanoid creature? As I explained before I can't rightly explain who I am nevermind 'what' I am. But considering the fact that I've been in this place for a little bit beyond One hundred years and I've yet to truly age...I think the option of me a 'normal' human is something out of the question...
Powers are used for many things, mine are used mainly for my amusement. I play with Illusions. Something to trick the mind, the body, and the heart. A distortion of reality, something 'real' but never truly 'there'.
