I have to end this early because I wont be in town tomorow. The winner is Connor Temple, congrats ^^
[/center]Connor Temple wrote:[center]Username: Connor Temple
Why you want him/her: I would like to have him so that I may finally say that Hatter is real! This Feerling reminds me highly of the Hatter, and I truely do believe I'd make Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dumb jealous in owning such a glorious creature, no?
What you will do with him/her: Well, if I could I'd use him as a portal to Wonderland, but sadly I do not have the technology to complete such a diversion. Therefore, I'd have to settle with adding him to my signature, where I could admire him greatly. Perhaps I would also be able to use him as a companion to Alice, one of my, more common, roleplay characters. Plus, he'd be my very first adopted Feerling!
Feerling name: "My name is the Hatter! Now, I wonder when Alice will return.."
Nickname (optional): "Well, Connor insists that I be called Hatz upon occasion. But when she's angry, she address's me as the Hat-Maker."
Feerling Gender: "... Really? You must ask, well then I'm obviously a male? Is it not blunt enough?"
Personality: "I tend to be more or less suspiscious, not that the Red Queen has given me any other reason to be anything but. I can be friendly, and I make sure to know whether I should be friends or enemies with you. In my mind, the more allies one has, the less damage done to themselves. So what Red doesn't know, won't hurt her, right? Connor says that I'm very carefree about life, and so long as I'm not put on the line, or under pressure, I can do quite well. I'm a definite goofball, and one adorable one at that, so don't worry if you meet me."
Connor: Well, since you're asking me now, I'll say that Hatter can be a big softy, especially towards his crush, Alice. That nutball would do anything to make sure she got back to her home safe and sound. He's really quite a gentle man, if you can manage to get past his sarcastic and slightly crazy exterior, or you can go head on head with it!
Brief History: All Hatter can remember is that he was running, urging a young female Feerling ahead of him. Her fur was soft, curly golden fur, and she wore a blue dress, adorned by lovely white lace trimmings. A golden chain fell aroun dher neck, a locket bobbing beneath her neck. The locket was shaped as a heart. Her name was Alice.
Hatter and she were running from the Mad March, the Queen's strongest soldier. The Mad March was sent to slaughter both Hatter and Alice. Hatter can still faintly remember when he and March were good friends, but not anymore. He cared too deeply for Alice, and had to save her from that terror.
They continued to run through the maze. He couldn't let Mad March get Alice, he just couldn't. Looking over to her as they ran side by side, his brown orbs glazed over with pain and rememberance. She had stumbled into his life by accident, and now he could imagine living without her. He took a sharp right turn, and Alice followed, seeming to slow down the farther they went. Hatter didn't know how much longer she could run, but he knew that she couldn't be taken away from him. In front of them a gateway shimmered, signaling the exit from the Queens terrible game of cat and mouse.
Nothing truely registered in Hatters mind, aside from protecting his sweetest Alice. The Feerling unlike any other.
"Run Alice!" He slowed, and so did she, opening her mouth to protest, but he gave her no time to do so. He leaned in licked her forhead quickly before grabbing her scruff and ossing her to the gates. "Go now! Go warn everyone of the Queen!" Alice stood, mezmirized as Hatter turned away from her and charged towards Mad March head on. She wondered when he become so fearless, but she couldn't leave him now.
The battle ended, and both Hatter, and Mad lay on the ground, battered and bloodied. Hatter's chest built and fell with every laborous pants. His body shuddered in pain, yet a smile came to his lips. His brown orbs began to flutter shut,"Alice... Alice is safe." He thought and a laugh wheezed past his lips. But they fluttered open again when he felt warm, dry fur brush up against his slick fur. He was a slimeball, one who had tried to trick Alice and everyone else when they first met. But she changed him. He allowed his gaze to trail around before they found her wonderful warm blue orbs. He smiled weakly and felt as thought she saw right through him, her blue orbs able to take him apart and put himback together.
"Hatter." She whispered, hiding the sadness that welled inside of her at the sight of him. she leaned down and licked his head,"My dearest Hatter. How could I ever run from you? Especially when you promised that we'd escape together? Come now, I'll help you walk. We can go back to the White Queen, and she'll be able to save you." She explained, but he didn't seem to comply at first.
"Alice.. could you tell me why on earth a Raven is like a writing desk?" He questioned, brown gaze fading. Alice simply shook her head, the curls in her fur bouncing with each shake,"No I cannot, but perhaps I'll think of it once we return to the castle."
Hatter smiled again and laughed a little before nodding, and with that, Alice and he both stood up slowly. With Alice supporting him, they made their way back to the White Queen's Castle, and Hatter's life was spared. Both he and Alice were granted passage back to the Feerling's Home World, and Alice wanted to return. Luckily, she had, and Hatter followed her in suit. He would never leave her alone, not ever again.
Art/Story/Poem/theme song/ect. (optional): . The Time Has Come .
