wσndєrlαnd rєjєcts [1x1 for Quackzilla and Bloody Halloween]

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: Srsly, do you want me to leave? xD
I keep joining RPs with you guys, and I have the feeling it's pissing you off. 3: ))

[Emi Undead]

[-pokes the joker's face- He's a cutey! HEY! Miki!]
[Miki: D: NO! -runs around in circles-]

[It's not pissing me off... I... I...]
[Miki: Get it out woman!]

[I love you.... -sparkle eyes-]

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: -le gasp; dramatic tear- I...I love you too... x3 ))

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[NO! I love you. <3333333333333

-Pokes Fin's face- Hai. :3

Fin: Hey?

You're amazing.

Fin: Thanks? o-o"

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: I remember Fin. <3
Tamilia: HE'S A COTTON=HEADED NINNYMUGGINS! >:D
...alriiiight... o-o" ))

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[Fin: Is that... A bad thing? o-o"

Possibly?

Fin: I'm just gonna forget it....]

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: I have a bad feeling that Tami's gon' get raped. e-e"
Tamilia: WHATWHY!? D:
Well...if you get pinned to something, or tackled...you get submissive...and seeing as how every other guy is a perv...
Tamilia: -gets sword out- COME AT ME BRO. ))

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l::l Finnick l::l

Fin walked along, adjusting his fedora. He returned to his usual spot, a small mushroom patch with one large willow tree in the center. Nimbly climbing into the branches, he rested in his favorite nook and stared at the sky. Well, what should have been sky. It was actually just a large, arching ceiling of rock.

l::l Ritorucheshā l::l

He re-evaporated beside Fin. His large tail lashed back and forth and he purred. The only problem was, that his purr sounded much more like a guttural growl. Despite this, Fin reached over and ran his fingers through his green and pink fur.

[Emi Undead]

-X-Miki-X-
Miki skipped through the tree's boredly, stumbling every now and then. After a few yards, she paused. "Wait... Where am I?" She asked herself, then felt a giggle emerging from her chest. She laughed madly, and fell over, clutching her sides.

-X-Clifton-X-
Cliff walked down a hill, pulling out his watch. "Well.. Hell." He muttered, only having a minute- or what looked like a minute- to get across the woods.

[Quackzilla!]

~-~

"There once was a clover named Kate,
Who sat on the edge of a plate;
The fancy folk dined,
On foods of all kind;
Then tossed her at quarter past eight!"

Tamilia streaked through the forest like a monkey, swinging and scampering over and through the trees. Though there weren't many trees, as it was underground, the roots growing down from Wonderland provided good vines to swing off of. Clasping her homburg to her head with one hand, she landed, rolling a tight somersault to her feet as she did so. Taking her hat off and dusting it, Tamilia peered around her surroundings; she was in a tight clearing, with a stream running through the left side. Cautiously, Tamilia approached it, slinging her backpack onto the bank and taking off her shoes and socks. Stepping into the cool waters, she giggled, squirming her toes into the mud. "Mud, why are you so sticky? Is it because your love left, and you cling to those around you? Boots find you quite annoying."