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Dear Anonymous, I face social stigma because you lack the ability to think clearly about someone's opinion and listen properly, not because I am "abnormal". ~AL

Dear Above, Prepare for blood to be shed in my struggles ~AL

Dear Anonymous, Prepare for blood on the dance floor. ~AL

Dear Anonymous, I try not to go looking into other peoples' things mostly. But are you giving me permission to scry your real name? ~AL Dear Lurker, Lots of things are art. For example, clipping nails is an art. May you sneeze while doing so and ruin the tip of your toe nail Kukukukku! ~Master of Light and Darkness

Dear Misnaradric Tree, Oh gee I wonder ~AL Dear Anonymouses, Lurking is when you get info without members knowing and keep tabs on all of them |AL|

Dear Anonymouses, I know all your names. Oh and the real lurker still has yet to stand up care to guess what he aces he has each sleeve up. ~Master of Light and Darkness.

Dear Patronus Charm, Oh. *goes to corner* Lurk all you want while I waste away, here in this wonderful corner. If you have time build walls around me in this corner and pour sand from above. Seal it well then. ~Master of Light and Darkness.

Dear otouto, Eh, come on, it's harmless fun ~AL Dear Misnaradric, Greek myths? I know of many, only because I once owned a Beyblade by the name of Zeus ~AL

Dear Patronus Charm, Say hi sometime.....kukkukukukukukukkuuukuuu Don't be afraid. ~Master of Light and Darkness.

Dear Anonymouses, Leaving because another person left is like uniting to make this place empty. ~AL

(Nara, I picked up where the last person who wrote Alice in a scene left off. Naturally, Mohovie's generalized posts refer to everyone, of course Alice drank the coffee, I'm too lazy to retype it.) Alice stared at the crystal, contemplating. A thing like that contained her memories, aside from her knowledge on vampires, werewolves, dragons, fairies, moon-walking and the like. "Just one from me, where do we start?" Alice asked.

Dear Anonymous, Sure it aint the start of your last days? ;P ~AL

"Don't try too hard on yourself Prem." Alice said, slapping the boy's back with a light force she would have liked to call as gentle. Would have. Prem's face nearly collided with the table. Alice slapped her forehead, not know what to say. A sharp pain seared through her mind and in the darkness that took over when she closed her eyes, bright red circles and flashes of yellow took over everything, her hearing drowned by suddenly loud tinnitus. It felt like someone was sliding a knife through her skull. Suddenly it stopped, the pain ebbed away and her hearing returned with a little pop in her ears. When she opened her eyes again, Misaki was the one with the most concerned expression on her face, the rest had a mixture of shock and surprise. "Are you okay? You feeling alright?" Misaki said. "What she said." Prem quipped. "I thought you were going to blow a vein with the expression you had on your face." Alice smiled, before moving her body in familiar motions, moon-walking across the smooth floor of the Kirrin cafe. "Oh yeah!" She said, twirling on her heels before stopping perfectly, her face in their direction. "I'm a myth-freak and a dancer." She announced. "And this Rift is something I know about she said." Their faces turned eager and someone prompted her to continue. "The Rift," She said. "Each thing here is infinite, and from here you can look at any point in the universe, in any universe. Get what I mean?" Alice casually slipped a hand in her hip-pocket as they digested the information. "The to imagine a ball of yarn. Now, in its center there is a hollow space around which the thread is wrapped around. You can make the ball as big as you want or as small, but the space exists, if only merely, and the threads which go round it are all vast dimensions, and each thread consists of several strands, presenting an alternate reality for each of the universes. The rest- uh I'm not really sure, I'm not so smart...I think even my given explanation is flawed but the point is, we've somehow ended up here and they-" She pointed to Alita and Joshua. "Were kind enough to let us live and now we have to help them get whoever threw us here in the first place, right?" Alice waited for their responses. Was she wrong? well there was always time to be humble later.

I had no reference for the hair's outline, you changed your pic, remember? ^^;

Cool armor. Alice thought. She looked around and yawned, covering her mouth before sitting on the floor, cross-legged. She was bored to tears. "We know our names, we don't know where we are or why. And I'm hungry." She said to her companions. "So, what do those bags contain?" Alice asked Misaki nicely, her hand traveling to her neck again.

*snatches pillow* *throws pillow lightly* *punches through pillow* xD And what a reversal from the brilliant Aster!

Oh joy. Alice thought, seeing the stars twinkle in the eyes of a boy called Prem. "Aren't you our average shounen hero in a harem setting? what secret powers do you have?" She said, her tone sarcastic but her face betraying no emotion. She turned to Tamsin. "Nice hair." she whistled.

I swear it looked better on paper >__> note to self, new phone must have better camera.

She didn't where she was, in this realm of pure white. The floor glowed white, full of luster and silkily smooth, yet showed no reflection except her light gray shadow. She got up slowly and straightened her black shirt, not feeling tired and placed her right hand at the nape of her neck, the other resting in the left hip-pocket of black denims. She didn't know how high it was, or for how long it stretched. Alice, her name was. She wandered off, not knowing where she was or why she was here. Alice ran her hands through her hair, looking lost, her sock-shoes making no noise. She saw something then, a mere speck in the distance in this void filled with white. It was then she ran, as she could, brown eyes ignited with hope when the speck turned into a definite shape the more she ran, and their number increased as well. She was relieved she wasn't alone and as she slowed down, hands on her knees, she forgot where she was except the company she was in. "Damn! My mind is completely blank..! Who am I, What am I..?" the boy nearest to her spoke to himself. His attention was focused on the group of other three girls there, not Alice. Small wispy curls protruded from the edges of the black cap he wore, showing his wavy hair around his ears. The color of his sweater was and shirt was bit tacky for her tastes, and he seemed taller than her by a few inches at least. "Maybe this is hell?" Alice said quietly and mischievously, walking up to the boy on the floor, offering him a hand. Her face was blank and for a moment the boy wondered if it was someone else who said it, for the volume of the voice was too low. Alice covered her face with her other hand for a few seconds when he looked towards her until she was sure her facial muscles had twitched every ridiculously embarrassing way possible the way they did when she met someone for the first time. "Name's Alice. Yours?"

*broomstick smack* .......*cough* Le Broomstick Smack belongs to Saki by all rights. Here is a kitten praying that you do. I think it is, breakfast. Yeah. Does Taylor Swift cosplay?

Lili Rocherfort. *claps* welcome to DCW.

*jumps with twin* *evades pat* *Messes hair of the person above me.*

*tickles the person above me*