A. McGee's Alice, Chapter 1Beyond A Shattered Looking GlassA. McGee's Alice, Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: First Meetings
Received confirmation from the Superintendent that I will be given the opportunity to treat a very troubled and difficult patient. Dubious honour! Her name is Alice, and her prognosis is not promising. After looking at her file, Im astonished she has survived this long. She has been nearly comatose for comatose for a year.
Rutledge Private Clinic and Asylum was a large haunting building that was built in a sloped gulf stuck between two hills, in Lancashire, England. At least six stories high with many hidden catacomb wards beneath the ground floor, it was safe to say that Rutledge Institute was indeed a place of secrets and madness. The nights there were enough to send a sane person into one of the beds in a fit of madness. Not was there one minute in the institute where it was quiet, with insane patients in straightjackets being carted off into solitary confinement. Others were dragged away to some u
KH: Alice Madness Begins Part 1In the outskirts of London, there lived a well-off Victorian house away from the bustle and hustle of the city. Inside the house, it was what every Englsh house will have: antiques, carpets from the far East, glass cabinets, tea-sets made from the finest china, and a grandfather clock in the hallway. Upstairs was where all the residents of the house were slumbering after a tiring day. In one of these fine bedrooms, a girl of twelve was clutching to a patched doll rabbit; sleeping soundly. Her room was filled with toys, books, and dresses. In front of her sleeping form was a storybook, no doubt the girl fell asleep while she read and now dreamt of magical creatures and a mystifying world. How blissful she looks.KH: Alice Madness Begins Part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then out of the blue, there was a sound of broken glass and after a few moments, the whole house was filled with toxic, black smoke. A small flame that escaped from a smashed oil-lamp caught onto the rich carpet and spread onto everything that was flammable. The girl was rudely
Thinking About You AgainI thought about you again todayThinking About You Again5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I couldn't help it
The thoughts came upon me like an emotion
I thought about the way you laugh
Always in such a humorous way
I thought about the way you smile
Always bright and beautiful
I thought about the way you act
Always with confidence, yet a hint of sensitivity
I thought about the way you embrace me
Always warm and welcoming
When I try to block you out
I always think to myself "well maybe just a peak"
And I create a small crack in the wall
And these thoughts and feelings spill into my mind
I dreamt about you last night
I couldn't find out where you were
Even though we were in the same room
I couldn't find you
I was scared and desperate
Yet, I never questioned why I felt that way
We aren't together
We're just friends
Yet every time I think about you
My heart beats louder
Every time I see you
I catch myself staring
I want to watch the sky with you
I want to take pictures of the beautiful clouds with you
I want to run through the sprinklers wit
I Long for What I FearI lay awake, in the dead of night,I Long for What I Fear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hours pass like minutes
My eyes will close at dawn's first light,
And in my dreams he'll haunt.
I long for sleep
For its sweet embrace.
But I fear what it will bring.
Please sleep don't evade me
Wrap me in your warm embrace
Please dreams, do not tease me,
Cloaked in darkened space.
Alice in Stitches pt 4Alice's fingers dug at the bed-sheets beside her as she unconsciously searched for warmth. Unable to find it, she unwillingly woke up from her slumber. Her careful eyes scanned the room, but the Carpenter was nowhere to be found. She slid out of bed and walked, a bit dazedly, over to the walrus; who was asleep in the corner. She shook the thing awake and it yawned heavily.Alice in Stitches pt 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alice, you're awake, and now I'm awake..."
"I don't have time for your ramblings, beast. Where is the Carpenter?" She asked, very tired and lacking in patience.
It's beady eyes rolled, not out of spite, but shear tiredness. "At this hour? Oh, a moment. Carpenter told me he was going for a drink at the Mangled Mermaid or some such blubber; speaking of blubber..."
Before the walrus could finish his sentence, Alice was gone out the door.
She walked drowsily through the night time streets of London, bare feet t
Alice in Stitches pt 3She was back at the Dreary lane theater, the stage was set, same as before, as the fish people ran in terror while the walrus feasted. She was frozen with terror as she felt the Carpenter push her out of the infernal train's path. As she listened to his shouting monologue her knees buckled with fear, she knew what was to happen as he uttered his final phraseAlice in Stitches pt 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Then ask, by whom?"
She watched, her eyes burning with hot liquid as she watched his bloodied corpse be wrenched across the make-shift rail way. Unable to look away, she screamed furiously.
It wasn't until then that she awoke, having woken the Carpenter with her nocturnal screams of terror. He pleaded with her to confide in him what was causing her so much pain, but she couldn't possibly tell him that the fear that has been keeping her away from a goodnight's rest was the fact that, at-least subconsciously, she cared for him. When he wrapped his great arms around her midsectio
A. McGee's Alice Chapter 11Chapter 11: In the Golden AfternoonA. McGee's Alice Chapter 114 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
October 6th, 1874, now in the middle of a rather peaceful autumn. Rutledge Asylum was known for its insane patients, most of which never escaped their own madness and spent their days in hysteria until they died. Some were fortunate enough to be cured and sent on their merry way, but this was rarely common. Doctor Wilson stood in his quarters, staring at himself in a mirror. He had grown older than he though, with greying hair and wrinkles on his face. He still wore his glasses which he had been wearing years ago. Sighing to himself, Doctor Wilson went to his desk and picked up his patient notes. It had been too long since Alice last showed life signs. Sure, he hoped for her, but he did have other patients other than her. So, he spent the next few hours visiting his other patients, some of which weren't even under his care. He dropped in to visit the new Superintendent, the previous one having actually died due to mercury poisoning. As for his
Dear, Dear AliceDear, Dear AliceDear, Dear Alice8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh with your home gone and into madness
Where shall you go and feel safe?
I know, go to Wonderland
The Mad Hatter wants to have tea
And then crumpets, filled with jam
But the jam shall be contaminated
With your blood
Oh yes, he wants to kill you
To see what you really are
But don't worry, the Cheshire Cat shall grin
And protect you
To use you as a toy
He'll scratch and scratch you until you scream your last breath
Dear, Dear Alice
You won't hurt others
With them, including the Queen of Hearts
They'll hurt you
To not be there when they needed help
Now you shall pay the price
While the music plays that a friend composed
Reflections Chap 4Reflections Chap 49 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tea and Tears
The Hatter stared at her for a long moment. Something was indeed wrong inside of Alice's already troubled mind. "Hmm? I’m sorry what?" He was snapped out of his thoughts as he glanced down at the towel that had been in his hand all along. He gave her a rather goofy grin and tossed her the fluffy white object. "Oh. Pardon me.."
Reaching for thrown towel, Alice glared up at the Hatter with cold green eyes. He was no gentleman, just poking his head out of her bathroom mirror and watching her bathing. Standing up slowly, she stepped out of the tub, covering herself with the fine cotton fabric of Aunt Anna's towels. She remained silent during the process as the Hatter kept his hand over his eyes..somewhat. He didn’t really see much except her bare ankles, but it was enough to trigger the rusted gears in his mind to clank forward. As he waited for her to dress a savory scent crept under the door and tickled his rather predominant nose. He froze in pl
Shattered: Chap 3Shattered: Chap 38 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
All is fair...
A soft breeze blew into the bedroom on the second floor as two forms stood in each others arms. It would of made such a sweet picture..if one wasnt dripping wet and in her birthday suit.
That fact alone made Alice blush even more, if that was possible. "Hatter?..If you wouldnt mind?" She tightened her grip on his shirt, not letting him go.
Richard had a wide smile on his face, lost in a dreamy world of his own until her slightly irritated voice snapped him out of it. "What? Oh uh..Of course..." He slid one slim clockwork gloved hand down her back and intentionally missed her nice shapely behind by mere fractions of a centimeter. Picking up the fluffy towel from the floor he wrapped it around her shoulders while she still hung in his arms. "Here you are, love..." He said setting her back down until her feet touched the floor again.
"Thank you." She quickly took the towel and wrapped it around her body. Too many things happened in such a short tim
Tick....Tick.....Tick....And the crickets get louder and louder, their limbs working together so that they create one great, horrendous noise. Just when you think it going to get better, when they're going to be quieter, the noises merge, forming one solid...ticking sound...almost.Tick....Tick.....Tick....5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Time stands still there.
That world which it seems you can't escape, no matter how hard you try.
No matter how much you struggle.
The land where parties are no longer fun occassions.
The land where /anyone/ could be out for your blood.
And the land where you can lose anyone at a moments notice. Even your closest, most beloved, friends.
And there's nothing you can do.
One would almost call that world Hell.
Hell is here.
Hell is the real world.
Things can be as dreadful as they want in your dreams, but at least you can wake up from those.
In the real world, there's only one way out.
But that's the way of the coward.
You are no coward.
You just retreat into your dreams.
Retreat into Wond
Stuck in WonderlandStuck in Wonderland11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The cat he grins so fondly at
i do not know
he taunts me then disapears
the curtain opens...
ready for the show?
you've hit your head years ago
further and futrher you fall
tweedle dee and tweedle dum
did you ever really leave at all?
Fall down the rabbit hole
chase the one who holds the time
Alice have you lost your mind (again)
the trail started, what was your crime ?
Hatter asks his riddles
Mock turtle drowns you in his tears
the pepper is too strong this time
you may have saved yourself
had it not been for your fears
one mushroom makes you smaller
the other makes you tall
tweedle dee and tweedle dum
did you ever really leave at all?
The griffen may help you
or even the duchess
but only you can awake thyself Alice
try not to fall further into the ruckess
look through the looking glass
things are not always what they seem
learn to trust some and not others like
the diffrence between the red and white queen
The jabberwalke repersents your fears
in the distance
cant you hear
AliceAlice11 years ago in Horror More Like This
Alice - a girl who suffered under a mental ilness called a "Daylight Hallucination Schizophrenia". She often would go to a place called Wonderland. Wonderland indeed existed - it was real, but only in her head, not visible to others. The only one who had acess to Wonderland was Alice. When Alice was little, Wonderland was a much happier place. Alice managed there quite well, but the thing was that Alice and Wonderland where the same. They both depended on each other. So as Alice grew up, so did Wonderla
Reflections Chap 2Reflections Chap 29 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Girl and the Hatter.
As she walked a clearing came into view, and in the middle stood a long table with many place settings. Checkered and striped teapots and teacups sat at each place along with the usual compliment of spoons and butter knives. Though way more teapots then needed it seemed. Chinese lanterns hung above the table, strung on the trees as if a party was just about to begin. But the table was covered with dust and the tea had gone dry. A party that had long since been forgotten by its own guests.
Funny, one of her friends always talked about the time... all the time. But this place seemed to lose the battle against time. Walking around the long table once, she sat in a seat as a puff of dust jetted out from the cushion. It was funny again, all those seats used to be taken before. It was so quiet... so dead. Poking one of the fancy cups on the table, Alice fixed her cold green eyes on the emptiness of the frozen moment.
A slight sound wafted in the air, like some
A World of My Own...If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense.A World of My Own...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nothing would be what it is because everything will be what it isn't
"Allison, what are you doing here so early? Well, you might as well come in and help me set up the desks. And what are you doing wearing a sweater on such a hot morning?"
Twelve numbers on a clock. She liked looking at clocks. They were steady. Unsurprising. The numbers were comforting, helped her to plan her exit strategies. she knew that when the duotone kitchen clock's little hand was on the six, and the big hand was on the three, even though her little blue alarm clock said it was only six o'clock, she had better leave the house quick even if her lunch wasn't packed, because it took over forty minutes to walk to school, and she had only one more tardy mark until the teacher called Mommy. Mommy didn't like it when the teacher phoned her, and never gave her dinner when she got a call, so she supposed it was better to be safe than sorry.
American McGee's Sari: 2Village of the Doomed:American McGee's Sari: 26 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"AHHHHHHHH!" Sari screamed as she fell through the open air landing on the hard dirt ground but to her surprise she wasn't hurt at all. She stood up to see her friend Blurr.
"Pleas-don't-dawdle- Sari. Were-very-late-indeed." Burr told Sari and with out warning ran off into what looked like some type of mine.
Once Blurr left the picture another friend of Sari appeared with a wide grin on his face. The black and gold cat casually walked over toward Sari.
"You've gone quite mangy cat, but your grin's a comfort." Sari smiled warmly at Prowl now at least there was one person, or in this case cat she could trust.
Prowl grunted and lost his wide smile "And you've picked up a bit of an attitude. Still curious and willing to learn. I hope." Sari looked around to see that Wonderland had definitely changed.
"Wonderland's become strange. How is one to find her way?" Sari asked Prowl.
Prowl answered with a riddle "As knowing were your going is preferable to being lost. Ask. B
Alice in Stitches pt 2Carpenter walked somberly toward a half-wrecked tombstone, the remnants reading 'tor ngu umby'. It was the final resting place of Doctor Angus Bumby. A giant fist studded with nails came crashing into the stone, shattering it. He spat on the cold plot of earth.Alice in Stitches pt 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
"You damaged the darling girl, you vial lunatic. You are unfit for even walrus consumption!"
A small hand tugged at Carpenter's dusty apron' it belongs to non other than little Charlie.
"Mister, How did you know Doctor Bumby?" Charlie asked innocently.
"I didn't," he replied grimly.
"Are you someone's Pa?" The child asked.
"No, I'm not."
"Then, I know! You know Alice right?" The innocent voice squeaked excitedly.
The carpenter clenched his great fists, sighing heavily.
"Yes I do, don't you have somewhere to be? Your parents must be worrying," he said, wanting to be alone.
"No, my ma and pa are dead," the boy chirped.
Wonderland- chapter IIWonderland- chapter II11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter II- Going Down
Kagome kicked her legs frantically, hoping to slow herself in her fall. But with Cheshire's hand clamped firmly on her wrist, pulling her down along with him, all attempts were in vain (seeing as he was quite a lot bigger than her). She gave in with a sigh and squirmed downwards to settle her weight on his chest, hoping that, hey, if they hit ground, he'd break her fall.
"Comfortable?" he said loudly over the rush of air.
Kagome nodded, fidgeting a little as he wrapped his other arm around her waist.
"Good. You know your skirt was flying up."
She turned furiously red and kicked Cheshire in the shin. He only grinned, making her rather nervous—again.
"Okay, so. I can only go with you to the second level, so I'll be dropping you off there. From then you'll have to go on by yourself to the fourth level—that's two levels down from the second level—and land there."
"How do I land?"
"You will, don't worry. From the fourth level you must take the left path—now that's imp
Reflections Chap 3 Red and WhiteReflections Chap 39 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Without even saying a goodbye, Alice disappeared to the mirror's other side. Now she was standing in her cold room once more. Then she heard her aunt's footsteps. A gentle knock on the door. No words from Alice as usual as Aunt Anna stepped in.
She was a rather tall woman with the figure of a pear. Dressed in extravagant English lady attire she wore a gray embroidered dress with white lace trim along the bottom. Her high collar was pinned all the way up just under her chin, and she wore an ivory cameo broach that looked priceless to finish her outfit. Bright colors were defiantly not this woman’s style. Graying light brown hair was pulled back into a tight bun sitting on the top of her head like a mushroom cap. Her Aunt was rather a spinster and lived off the wealth she had inherited from her own family now long gone. She lived alone and mostly kept to herself, though she did hold high tea for some of her aristocratic friends every so often. She was prim an
AliceAlice11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wanted to know so I asked the Cat,
His maddenning grin all to be seen,
I wanted to know of Alice there,
I wanted to follow where she'd been,
He said not a word,
Yet in silent cold voice,
A shattered looking glass was my choice,
My hand slit upon the shattered glass sill,
And in the darkness my body lay still,
Then through the pureness of darkness embrace,
A maddenning grin spread across my sweet face,
And I saw what I'd searched for and sought for so long,
Through the eyes of a Cheshire whos mind had gone wrong,
The skies they are crimson,
The heather is black,
Red knights before me,
Cards at my back,
Yet grin did not falter,
Sanity had no place,
As I felt the warm trickle of blood on my face,
A scream of madness tore through the night,
Alice enraged what a terrible sight!
Shower of hatred and rage in her wake,
Her mind gone to hell for all Wonderlands sake,
And soon I ran after,
To the beckoning call,
The battle had ended,
The Red Queen had fall,
But then it all faded,
Twisted Wonderland"You're insane, aren't you?"Twisted Wonderland5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"So it's been said."
Falling into the dark abyss,
Drowning in a Pool of Tears,
I feel so small, I'm shrinking.
Yet my dark aura steadily expands.
The cat sharpens its claws an flashes a toothy grin before going in for the kill.
"She is different, off with her head!"
For surely we cannot have a nonconformity in our society.
Anyone who is different is ostracized, their lives made living hell.
This twisted Wonderland, full of fear and pain, horror at every turn.
Nightmare and reality are one and the same.
We can no longer discern between illusion and the truth.
"Are you alright Alice?"
"No. Something's broken."
"What is it?"
Through a Broken Looking Glass- Part OneSora looked around in wonder at the broken Wonderland around him. Everything was so dark and twisted, nothing like before. He had simply going to Wonderland to visit Alice, after two years he was revisiting all his friends, when a warp hole took his gummi ship in. When he woke up he was in this dark place.Through a Broken Looking Glass- Part One3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Everything was steel and rusted metal patched together in an uneven quilt of destruction. Clocks were seemingly imbedded into everything. There were large gaps and gears everywhere and buildings in the shapes of teapots. The sky was a dark grey with greens and reds swirled in along with pitch black clouds. Even the air held a twisted smell to it and was heavy to breath.
The seventeen year old looked down at himself, shocked to see his outfit had changed. Normally this only happened in Atlantica, Halloween Town, and the Pride Lands. Never before had it happened in Wonderland. His once colorful outfit was darkened, as if the colors had been sucked out of it.
Boots with straps replace t