Things I will not judge you for:
Things I will judge you for:
•Not signalling while driving
•How you treat wait staff
•Which way you think the toilet roll goes
"I figured you’d like that deal," Alice sat on a nearby mushroom preparing to tell her story. “Okay, now, I’m going to tell you my story, but you have to promise me you won’t laugh at how completely ‘high school’ this will sound,” she extended her arm with her pinky finger extended also.
This might actually prove interesting, he did like hearing the tales of others. She seemed to be in a predicament. She looked quite frustrated. Chester looked at Alice with a completely serious, straight expression, and extended his pinky finger as well to lock theirs together. He then awaited Alice’s story.
" It all began in the human world. I was a little girl then, I visited Wonderland in my dreams and because of that my parents thought that I was insane so they sent me away to a lunatic asylum, anyway when I escaped from that place I came across a boy a little older than me. His name was Jack. He was a charming and strapping young man, to say the least. Needless to say, I fell in love with him. He became infatuated with me as well; however, he never loved me back in a romantic sense. He taught me how to travel to different lands physically rather than mentally. We traveled together for a while until he settled down with his true love, Guinevere. I then began a friendship with a witch named Morgana.” Alice adjusted her postion on the mushroom so that she was sitting like a young child. “We were friends for a while,” she continued,
“…until the boy she fancied, Merlin, expressed his feelings toward me. In a raging jealous fit her true colors shown through and she cast a sleeping spell on me. I was stuck in this spell for many years until Jack had heard the news, and came to find me to try to break the spell. When he found me he couldn’t figure out how to break the it. So he went to see a green witch. She said that there was no herbal cure for a curse as powerful as the one Morgana cast and that there are only two things that could lift the a sleeping spell like this: the witch who casted it had to lift it or by a kiss of pure love. Unfortunately for me the witch was exicuted by two witch hunters, a brother and a sister I think? Anyway after that the only hope he had left was that whole kiss thing and that did not turn out well,”
Alice breathed and raised her eyebrows reacalling that day. “Long story short he tried kissing meand I woke up but not correctly, for many years I was essantially sleep walking and no one could figure out why. Until he met an old healer who listened to the story. The healer saw the mistake that many failed to catch. The type of kiss that was required was pure love not true love. We both loved each other with all of our hearts but we loved each other in different ways the love wasn’t pure. The healer was able to help me but I still have many problems. Do you think you could help?” Alice really hoped the infamous Cheshire Cat would have a solution.
Chester listened intently as she spun her story. The words like tangled webs winding and hanging everywhere. Just like her it seemed to be. He did not let Alice know that he was more or less familiar with more than half of the mentioned people in her story. He however, was unaware of Morgana’s death. But he would have to absorb that later. Right now, Alice’s strange situation was what needed to be addressed.
He thought to himself what “pure” love really was. It had to be a form of unconditional love, love that there is no effort in reciprocation. A type of love that is selfless and never-ending. “Alice,” he began staring at nothing in particular. “…are you close with your family at all?” he asked and then looked at her. He realized how the question must have sounded, but it was indeed, an important question.
As he waited for her to answer he began picking some of the smaller mushrooms that surrounded them. “I believe I know someone who may be able to help you.” He continued. “He is not always compliant unless he receives some form of information that he deems has value as a method of payment.” he explained.
"He is strange, and difficult to get along with, but he’s an expert on breaking curses. And might be your only chance at fixing this monstrosity of a curse."
Tumblr is basically like a big sleepover:
- Everyone comes together and is probably in pajamas
- People talk about stuff they wouldn’t outside of the group
- People talk about crushes, celebrities, or media they love
- Watching youtube videos
- people sobbing about random crap late at night
- there is no adult supervision
- no one sleeps
[I’ve missed you too!]
starkfamilyarcher said: COOLLLLIIINN
I MIIIIISSSSED YOU
Warner Brothers Studio Tour + moving objects