Down The Rabbit Hole- Fantasy -Alice In Wonderland Roleplay

[Myria_Angelus]

She tried oncemore to free herself from her restraints, but she couldn't move. She winced as pain shot through her shoulder, and the blood began to trickle again down her arm. she was beginning to think this was her end, betrayed by the one she loved.  

[Lady Mimicry]

Mimicry was struggling again, he'd managed to force his fangs from her throat and screamed as loudly as he could. Surely someone would come and kill him...he'd never forgive himself for this...

Rosalie hissed, stepping foreword and slamming Mimicry off Indya and into a couple trees. "I'll do it myself..." She whispered as her vines, jagged and menacing curled around Indya's throat.  

[Myria_Angelus]

She bared her fangs and bit down on her bottom lip as the vines began to clamp down on her throat. Then as they got tighter she let out a strangled growl as she glared up at Rosalie. She wished someone would hurry and come, otherwise this would be her end  

[Lady Mimicry]

Mimicry cried out again before sinking his fangs into her neck. Rosalie shrieked angrily before it turned into a dark chuckle. "Please, love...don't you know ANYTHING about plants...they're poisonous." He growled before digging his fangs into her neck again. Rosalie's vines loosened and he dragged her away from Indya.  

[Myria_Angelus]

"MImicry " She coughed as she took in air and sat up . Her shoulder was still bleeding. and seeing a chance she rushed toward mimicry "Rosalie .. your reign ends now!"  

[Lady Mimicry]

"You keep saying that and it'll begin to get redundant." Rosalie whispered. The spikes wrapped around her body and the spikes elongated. "We shall see who ends tonight..." Mimicry grabbed Indya's shoulders and twisted her behind him as the spikes shot from Rosalie's vines to impale themselves within Mimicry's back.  

[MadHattard]

The Night Faery

Even as far away as they were, Nana and Jasper could hear the echoes of the bloodcurdling scream. Suddenly, Nana shot off like a bullet in the original direction of the scream, giving Jasper a quick, barely visible flash of her hand, indicating for him to fly overhead. She navigated through the streets and alleyways, making her way toward the forest. Her now-sensitive nose picked up the faintest smell of cat, blood, and that sickly-sweet scent that haunted her dreams...

"Rosalie."

((sorry, just one character post for the moment...))

Jasper hissed, picking up on the familiar and unpleasant scent of Rosalie and shuttled foreword before spreading his wings and taking to the air. "I've got your back Nana!" He called from above.  

[The Night Faery]

Nana gave a little nod in thanks-- she knew Jasper would see it, no matter how small.

As she ran, she opened her mouth wide, and like that first time that had surprised her so much, her canines sharpened and elongated, except this time they were even more deadly-looking than before; she had used them as a weapon very frequently in the past two years.

There they were-- Indya, Mimicry, and Rosalie. The sight of the queen made her almost shake in anger, but she still managed to formulate a plan in her head. She knew full well that the attack wouldn't work, but that wasn't the point. The point was making a scene that would distract Rosalie enough to give Indya and Mimicry some time to get out.

"ROSALIE!" she screamed, and with bared teeth and upraised blade, she charged.

~~~

"I certainly hope so," the Dormouse said wearily, rubbing his eyes.

"It'll be okay," Marchy promised. "The Rabbit knows what he's doing."

~~~

Hatter was completely lost in the moment, and thus jumped violently when a loud scream pierced through his joy and shook his senses. He broke away from Tick and looked around wildly. "What was that? It sounded like..." He paused. "Indya?"  

[Myria_Angelus]

"mimicry" She reached up and kissed his cheek gently before striking out at rosalie , scratching her cheek and drawing blood " I only repeat it because it's the truth"  

[Lady Mimicry]

Mimicry could feel the bile rising up his throat and he clenched his teeth tightly and wincing. "Indya..."
***
Rabbit had brewed a healthy portion of Tick's Brimstone Brew and carried it carefully to the long table. Smiling, he poured themselves each a cup of tea and sighed contentedly. "It's been too long." He whispered, sitting himself in a chair beside Marchy and holding up his tea cup. "To better days." Then, he took a sip, savoring the wonderful flavor.
***
"Indya?" Tick said. "A damsel in distress?" The White Knight said, hopping upon his difficult steed. "Come, Ti-Beatrix!" Tick slipped her helmet back on and whistled; her steed galloping to her side. Effortlessly, she vaulted upon it's back and held an arm out for Hatter. "Musn't waste time." She whispered.  

[Myria_Angelus]

She rushed back to mimicry's side , helping him to get free as she hugged him close "i don't want to loose you again, I remember everything, please don't go" Tears fell onto his face , she was crying  

[The Night Faery]

Nana growled loudly and slashed away a good portion of the rose vines. "Get out of here," she barked at Indya and Mimicry. "You're no good dead. Go find the Caterpillar. GO!"

She turned to Rosalie. Under her thin but muscular body and utterly animal demeanor, she was barely recognizable, but she knew her torturer and nemesis would know who she was immediately. "Rosalie Heart," she spat. "What are you doing still alive?"

~~~

"To better days," Marchy echoed, raising his own teacup.

"To sleep?" said the Dormouse.

"Let's hope," said Marchy. "That's about all we can do now."

~~~

Despite the seriousness of the situation, the Hatter couldn't help but smile at how utterly strong and independent his Tick had become. "As you wish, Beatrix," he said, and climbed onto the horse's back.  

[Myria_Angelus]

Indya nodded and picked up mimicry on her back. Hurrying off as best she could with mimicry's extra weight on her back . She hated to leave nana there by herself.

"wait..nana. " It took a minute to register , and then she smiled . nana's back! that means " She looked back at mimicry "mimicry nana's back. we're a group again " although her thoughts were more on a certain wedding for two certain people  

[Lady Mimicry]

The Night Faery

Nana growled loudly and slashed away a good portion of the rose vines. "Get out of here," she barked at Indya and Mimicry. "You're no good dead. Go find the Caterpillar. GO!"

She turned to Rosalie. Under her thin but muscular body and utterly animal demeanor, she was barely recognizable, but she knew her torturer and nemesis would know who she was immediately. "Rosalie Heart," she spat. "What are you doing still alive?"

~~~

"To better days," Marchy echoed, raising his own teacup.

"To sleep?" said the Dormouse.

"Let's hope," said Marchy. "That's about all we can do now."

~~~

Despite the seriousness of the situation, the Hatter couldn't help but smile at how utterly strong and independent his Tick had become. "As you wish, Beatrix," he said, and climbed onto the horse's back.

Rabbit sighed, savoring the heat of the tea as it scorched down his throat...in a pleasant way, of course. It was strange...seeing him so relaxed. Rather than his usual skitterish, fatigued persona, this one was much more pleasant. "So, Dormy...sleepy?"
***
Tick smirked before galloping off, shortly followed by The White Knight. They hadn't even reached the clearing when Tick stood upon the horse's back, The White Knight mimicking her. In unison, they drew their swords and launched themselves at Rosalie. The White Knight's sword aimed for Rosalie's calves, Tick's sword aimed for her throat...still giving Nana her space to attack and enough space if Jasper decided to enter battle from above.  

[Lady Mimicry]

Myria_Angelus

Indya nodded and picked up mimicry on her back. Hurrying off as best she could with mimicry's extra weight on her back . She hated to leave nana there by herself.

"wait..nana. " It took a minute to register , and then she smiled . nana's back! that means " She looked back at mimicry "mimicry nana's back. we're a group again " although her thoughts were more on a certain wedding for two certain people

Mimicry nodded, cuddling close to Indya's back. "Yes, it's nice, isn't it?" He eyes felt heavy, but he did what he could to stay awake. He'd make sure everyone was alright.