Change.

Change is the only constant in this world, and any other world for that matter. Not because the world changes, but the people and way of them, change. Knowingly, times have changed here. Even in Wonderland things must take their path.

The once considered "Golden Age" of Wonderland has come to an end. Alice, upon leaving, never returned to her once beloved dream. And that is just what is became to her. A dream. Passed down from her to her children, and them to theirs.

Almost a hundred years have passed...

Wonderland is no longer a place of dreams and fairytales, but a realization of who or what you really are.



"This World is not so Wonderful Anymore."


After Alice left Wonderland, the White Queen was finally in power again. The "White Age" began. Her reign was a happy and peaceful time. She ruled for fifty years, untill her dying breath. Leaving the land vibrant and full of life and color, but with no heir to the thrown.

As years past, the land flurished, and the number of people residing in Wonderland grew. With no heir, however, the times took a new turn. People started looking to madness to solve the problems they faced. The land became a haven for the mad, and even the most beautiful people only masked their true demons. The problems now facing Wonderland were those not only of madness, but of sheer insanity.

INDEX:
~Opening
~Places
~Rules
~Characters

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Places of Wonderland:
*Set up* - Hollow Town / Wasteland / Ruins

WASTELAND


The place of multicolored beauty only masks its true identity.
Spores of every kind are here, and most spray toxins into the air that can cause people to become disoriented, or even die. This place looks lovely yes, but like everything else in this world, beauty is only the outside. The Wastelands are the main forests of Wonderland. Filled with beasts and man alike they house the more strange citizens of Wonderland.

People who grow up in the wastes, if not beast like, are often very beautiful and insane. Most children, if they do not die, become immune to the spores, but are effected non the less.

HOLLOW TOWN


Hollow Town is Wonderland's main city. Risen from the once "White Castle" the palace has now become feeding grounds to some of the worlds darkest people. Here there are taverns for the dead, the risen and the innocent faces that crowd the trashed streets. If you are looking for anything, or anyone it is most likely to be found in Hollow Town. Sin and Sacrifice fill the air with whispers of death on the ground.

Citizens of Hollow Town vary. Anything from cannibal to angelic like people roam the streets, but here even angels sin. Most people here are traitors, theifs but see themselves less insane than an other.

RUINS


The Ruins are all that is left of the Red Queen's castle. Here is where ugly faces hide their shame, and push the needle a little farther in. The palace was once next to the woods, but now the spores from the wastes cover the broken floors. A "high" fills the air, and if you find yourself near the top, you'll only find yourself on the ground.

The Ruins are home to those who cannot home themselves. The place is filled with tents and huts lining the walls. Most people who come from the Ruins are often addicts to the spores that surround them. Some are beautiful people, but others mask their faces from the horrors that lie behind.

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RULES:

-From the streets of Hollow Town.

0. THIS IS A PG-18 RP. No. No, cybering, but I do not want some little kid in here talking about, "Well that is too gore or violent for me." If you can not handle the death and sin, then go away.
1. You cannot god-mode. What is "god moding?" God moding is deciding what happens to another person's character for them. Other people will decide how to respond to you on their own terms. However, that's not to say we shouldn't all try and respond appropriately. Please pay attention to those interacting with you.
2. I don't care what silly powers you have, but please try and limit yourself to make things more interesting. I reserve the right to decline characters that are so powerful that they're boring. And trust me, you have to go pretty far for that. Also, if you plan to have powers, please be aware of the type of rp you are joining. This is not a super hero rp, so lets try to make it fit into your story.
3. Have fun in your exploration of an open, imaginative world, but keep in mind that there is no technology and magic rules along with more simple weapons like swords, axes, bows, and fists are the primary deciders of any combat.
4. Relationships of all kinds are encouraged; romantic ones, rivalries, friendships, nemeses, etc. All is in good fun and these are the things that make a story truly come to life, so try interacting with a number of people in the RP, not just one.
5. I can and will kill your character, so you might want to think about that before you decided to break the rules.
6. PM me the character profiles titled, "WondersEnd". If you come in here and just start role playing I will have your responses removed as well as start a black list, and I do hate those. Also, place my signature in your PM so that I know you have read the rules, and story. It would be greatly appreciated. I would hate for someone to think they have stumbled into a regular Wonderland role play.
7. This is a third person role play. Any OOC must be stated as such. (Ex. : OOC - text here - ) Do not use ** or any other symbols to state action. I will kill you.

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CHARACTERS:

- Ruin's citizen.

I am - (Character name)
Controlled by - (Username)
Age - (Remember your race in choosing this.)
Race - (Choose from below.)
Abilities - (Please make this organtic to the character, place of origin, and role play itself.)
Appearance - (Type description here, or use a picture. I prefer pictures. Drawing or anime style are accepted.)
Personality - (Please give a short description, because I would like a character to still have mystery. Not everything needs to be known yet.)
History - (Feel free to make this section as long as you would like, however, keep in mind I will be reading the whole thing.)
From - (Choose from above, and remember this directly effects your history.If you have a question about anything that can or cannot happen in a place, just PM me.)
Other -

Races:
Human
Feindish (Includes any animalistic people.)
Elven (Altemer, Drow, and Night. Please specify.)
Half-Elf (Specify which half you belong to on the elven side.)
Angelic (Light and dark. Again, please specify.)
Demonic
Celestial
Orc
Dwarf
Vampiristic
(If you have any you would like to add, PM me, and I will take it into consideration.)

*If you do not know what some of the races are I do not suggest you play them!

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I am - Onii Da'Grimm
Controlled by - Onii Da'Grimm
Age - 113yrs. (Appear 19 or so in human years.)
Race - Celestial
Abilities - Onii is immune to poison, and holds the ability to create various poisions from her own blood.
Appearance -
Personality - Onii is a synical sociopath. Her insanity maskes her anger, making her a fun loving ticking time bomb.
History -Onii grew up in the Wastelands. During her childhood she spent her time on the borders between the Ruins and the Waste, torturing small animals, or eating poisionous mushrooms. Her parents, both Celestials, owned a inn deep in the vast lands of the Waste, where Onii spent time studying Alchemy.
At the fruitful age of twelve, her mother died from overdose at the Ruins, leaving only her father to raise her and run the inn. A difficult job for a father, for the inn had many dark secrets inside its walls. Including the ever growing slave and drug trade, upon which her mother had started about twenty or so years before hand. Onii's job soon became to tend to the girls or boys being sold. Meaning she used them as animals to test different drugs and chemicals. Noting effects and studying the mutaions each one had on the body. During the time, she worked on non leathal posions used to simply sedate people, so she could take them in as slaves.
After Onii turned twenty, her father allowed her to make the trips to Hollow Town to sell the slaves herself. This became a favorite past time to Onii, for the screams of agony in the dark was the only thing that helped her to sleep. It was during this time that she developed her "smile and kill" trait. For it was best to laugh in insanity rather than let it drive you mad.
Upon turning fifty her father and she had decided it was time to simply skip going to Hollow Town, and move there. He opened his tavern there, and continued his work. Onii, however had decided to turn the old one into her own home, for she was simply not needed if he was not making the trips anymore. Besides, how was she ever to continue her work on chemicals if she moved away from the Waste. She was to capture people from the ruins and take them to her father until the day her home was set a flame from one of her many experiments. Grabbing what she could, she sat outside the old place and watched it burn. Listening to the many screams inside. This made her laugh.
Onii now resides in a small house in Hollow Town, still working on her chemicals. Her father has long past away, but she carries on his work. In moderation, of course.
From - Wastes
Other - Onii owns an Alchemical Inn. Selling drugs and slaves to the people of Hollow Town, and giving the darkness a place to hide.

I am - Mier Lawrence & Mr. Black
Controlled by - Valdris Darken
Age - 117
Race - Elven (wood elf)

Abilities - Mier use to be a herbalist until Wonderland went straight to hell. Even with his split personality he retains most of the knowledge in the cracks of his mind. He also has learned to use a sword and create traps from the poisons of the environment around him. He is immune to toxins and poisons.

Appearance - Here are two pictures that best show him.
Her generally keeps his mask on when he is Mier. When he is Mr. Black he tends to take it off.




Personality - Meir- The shy. nervous, very smart though eccentric. Mr. Black- Twisted, cruel and confident, spontaneous.

History - Mier enjoyed wonderland. His slightly odd mannerisms had a place here and he felt more at home. He started his study on the local plant life and became obsessed, the plants were his only companionship after all. They liked him more for his love for them, and deep down he loved them all.
Though slowly his precious plants started to make him ill. Wonderland's forests became a waste. The land slowly changed and so did Mier.
His mind shattered by the change created another companion came called Mr. Black. Mier knew Mr.Black was always around but could never seen him.
As the years past schizophrenia and Multi-personality disorder took him over. His mind now shared with a much darker and colder personality. Mier found himself afraid. Sometimes when he would wake from his sleep, his hands were covered in blood. He was afraid of Mr. Black and others around him should be as well.
Today Mier lives in the wilds of the Wastes in a small house. Very few go there due to the various traps surrounding the place.

From - Wastes

Other - Mier is Onii's head supplier of toxins and various other chemicals.

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OOC - I know this is really lame, but the post above is suppose to be a quote, however, for some odd reason I can not get my Quote to work. I want to post this as a "Do Not Give Me Credit" kinda thing, since it is not my work. Thank you.

"shhhh. I am not here to harm you my pet. Just need a little leaf from your pretty little form. Such a beautiful flower, so poisonous. She will be impressed no doubt. Such a delicate-" Mier felt his hand twitch as the flower crushed in his hand. The shadow of his mind leaning over towards his left ear whispering. Though his own lips moved as he spoke.

"Why suck up to a woman who is just as poisonous and deadly? There are better flowers in the garden to pluck. Ones that are less dangerous and frail?" Mr. Black spoke through Miers's lips. A slight chuckle escaped as he felt the other part of his mind, Mier, shutter in anger.

"Why did you do that! It was for her! It was for her! " Mier spoke in frantic tones and started to mumble to the flower. It's blue and green petals were now smashed in his palm. The poison leaves already oozed out into his hand. Which he started to scrap into vhile.

Mier was covered in black rubbers that protected him from his environment. The mask on his face had been broken for years but in his mind he felt he needed it. His black hair was always wild and tangled about him. The set of goggles pulled back to hold his hair. His eyes were always bloodshot and dark circles under them. Which was due to the fact he didn't sleep much. He turned his head quickly looking for the voice in his mind and quickly got back up. The flower was ruined but he felt it was still in use. He would have to find another flower for her next time. He placed the vile into his black bag and started to move. He would have to start his travels now if he were going to send her the shipment.