((OOC:

I regret to inform you all that I won’t be active on this blog for a very very long time. My FORUM rp is suffering because of my current home and school life, and tumblr has been almost forgotten.  I don’t mean to leave so suddenly, but I have priorities, and I need to work with what I have.  I need to focus on school and work, and fixing my home life.  I am so sorry y’all…  

If anyone wishes to follow my personal tumblr, or find me on FB or twitter, let me know via message, I’m not whoring out my account names though.

With respect,

Ulquiorra.))

missaliceliddell:

askthefourthnihilist:

missaliceliddell:

Sliding through the broken parts of the ship, Alice spotted at last; the Mock Turtle. A rather frightened yet hopeful expression was on the creatures face. He wanted Alice’s sympathy as he explained how the ‘Infernal Train’ had taken over the ‘Looking-Glass’ line and made him job-less. With no other choice, he was left to sail his merry Griffon-ship. She laughed as the turtle denied the fact that the sharks wanted to make him a meal and that the shark and him were almost relatives. The raven-haired girl replied with: “You’re related to soup, Admiral”. With that, the trio had no other choice but to dive into the depths to seek out more useful inhabitants of Wonderland.

Ulquiorra decided that he would actually follow Alice this time, as not stepping onto the odd looking glass-encased ship would have probably been extremely stupid what with the various monsters floating around.  However, as soon as he stepped on, he walked to the rear, leaning against the mast and staring out at the creatures, the same blank expression on his face somehow even more emotionless. 

He heard the conversation.  Lack of a job, some other train, something about relatives and soup… None of it mattered to him.. until the ship started moving.  As it dived, Ulquiorra’s eyes widened slightly before he simply sat down, leaning against the mast and closing his acid-green eyes.  Best let the others deal with this. He didn’t belong here anyway..

The ride to the Carpenter was not a simple cruise. Several cannons had to be used in order to kill some of the unwanted sharks lurking in the depths. After that was done with the Griffin-ship came crashing down into the more ‘safer’ water. Still, it was a mystery to how they were able to breathe underwater…

When the crashing was over and done with, the Mock Turtle, Alice and Ulquiorra all managed to escape the ruin without injury. After seeing that everyone else was in good health, Alice inspected herself to only find that she had once again changed uniform. A more…mature dress had now been placed on her. The ‘Siren’ dress was it’s name. Not wanting to get too much into it, Alice was given a ticket to the Carpenter’s show by the turtle.

One thing Ulquiorra didn’t understand at all was the changing of Alice’s outfit.  That… was just a mystery.  He’d ask about it, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer. 

A ticket.. that’s what Alice was given from that turtle.  ”Um.. what exactly is that for?” Ulquiorra inquired, leaning over her shoulder a bit to get a better view.

(Sorry for this really late response.  I was out of town for 4 days :I)

Alice shifted her eyes to Ulquiorra. “This is an invitation…of a sort.” She sighed. After that short conversation. Alice motioned forward, past the now completely destroyed ship. There was an uneven road which led to the Theater; of which Carpenter was.

A leap over a couple of jellyfish had to be completed in order to get closer to the entrance of the Domain. Occasionally, Alice would find certain objects entitled ‘Memories’. Alice thought it would be best to collect and analyze them…However, when she did, a sudden rush of fragments from her past would move back into place in her mind. 

Ulquiorra blinked, “An invitation.. to.. what?” he inquired, almost worried as he followed her down the uneven road.  His question was answered upon seeing where they were going.  A theater.

Strange, floating creatures that Alice called “Jellyfish” had to be crossed to get there.  Was there no end to the oddities of this world?

Ulquiorra took this chance, upon having crossed the jellyfish, to turn to Alice and speak.

"Look", he started, "I apologize for my cold behavior before.  I felt a tad pushed away after the incident after the building collapsing, but i have gotten over it."  He gave a curt nod.

(´・ω・`)

…I’ve heard of you.

Are you that 600 e-mail person the internet is talking about?

If so…

Die.

How long does it take to do your makeup?

Makeup?  I wouldn’t dare wear such a frivolous and feminine thing.

 

What would you do if Don Kanonji walked up to you with his staff and tried to exorcise you through your hollow hole?
Anonymous

Don.. whom?  I do not know this man of whom you speak.

However, if anyone attempted to be rid of me, they would need more than a petty staff and a strike at my hollow hole. 

Ulqorra pls.
Anonymous

I do not understand this drivel you are spouting.

missaliceliddell:

Sliding through the broken parts of the ship, Alice spotted at last; the Mock Turtle. A rather frightened yet hopeful expression was on the creatures face. He wanted Alice’s sympathy as he explained how the ‘Infernal Train’ had taken over the ‘Looking-Glass’ line and made him job-less. With no other choice, he was left to sail his merry Griffon-ship. She laughed as the turtle denied the fact that the sharks wanted to make him a meal and that the shark and him were almost relatives. The raven-haired girl replied with: “You’re related to soup, Admiral”. With that, the trio had no other choice but to dive into the depths to seek out more useful inhabitants of Wonderland.

Ulquiorra decided that he would actually follow Alice this time, as not stepping onto the odd looking glass-encased ship would have probably been extremely stupid what with the various monsters floating around.  However, as soon as he stepped on, he walked to the rear, leaning against the mast and staring out at the creatures, the same blank expression on his face somehow even more emotionless. 

He heard the conversation.  Lack of a job, some other train, something about relatives and soup… None of it mattered to him.. until the ship started moving.  As it dived, Ulquiorra’s eyes widened slightly before he simply sat down, leaning against the mast and closing his acid-green eyes.  Best let the others deal with this. He didn’t belong here anyway..

The ride to the Carpenter was not a simple cruise. Several cannons had to be used in order to kill some of the unwanted sharks lurking in the depths. After that was done with the Griffin-ship came crashing down into the more ‘safer’ water. Still, it was a mystery to how they were able to breathe underwater…

When the crashing was over and done with, the Mock Turtle, Alice and Ulquiorra all managed to escape the ruin without injury. After seeing that everyone else was in good health, Alice inspected herself to only find that she had once again changed uniform. A more…mature dress had now been placed on her. The ‘Siren’ dress was it’s name. Not wanting to get too much into it, Alice was given a ticket to the Carpenter’s show by the turtle.

One thing Ulquiorra didn’t understand at all was the changing of Alice’s outfit.  That… was just a mystery.  He’d ask about it, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer. 

A ticket.. that’s what Alice was given from that turtle.  ”Um.. what exactly is that for?” Ulquiorra inquired, leaning over her shoulder a bit to get a better view.

(Sorry for this really late response.  I was out of town for 4 days :I)

tsubinezarkonheinz:

thekariya:

distantavalon:

My servant class: Berserker. O-m-g

My best friend: Ilya oh come here sweetie musume ~

My magic: Healing yes good

I’ll marry: Lancelot. Let me be your Guinevere bby

Number of kids: Four little knights of the lake

Tried to cockblock me: Waver wwwwhy

Assassin, Nero (YEAAAAAAAAAH), fire, Ca…ster……….., 3, Shinji

Servant Class: Rider

Best Friend: Gilgamesh

Magic: Mystic Eyes (…of Death Perception perhaps? Please?)

Marry: Kojirou (…BUT-BUT… I don’t want to break up his relationship with the Ryuudou Temple Gate)

Kids: You’ll Adopt Sakura (WELL, AT LEAST WE WON’T HAVE A BUG ROOM!)

Tried to Cockblock: Tamamo-no-Mae 

Servant Class: Archer

Your Best Friend: Sakura

Your Magic: Second Sorcery

You Will Marry: Nero

Number of Kids: Two

Tried to Cockblock You: Medea

LOL 

((I’m back everyone!  Sorry for the wait, was in Dallas with no wifi for 4 days 8D))

missaliceliddell:

A slight frown was placed on Alice’s face as she followed after him as if she had been defeated in some sort of game. Her expression blank yet embarrassed as she held her knees to her chest while sliding down the slope. Landing delightfully, she coughed at the sudden rush of cold air that flew up into her chest. Her head tilted to the side when her eyes fixated on what appeared to be a new weapon of some kind; A ‘Hobby Horse’. Picking it up gently, Alice grew used to the heaviness it possessed and began to swing it round for practice. She laughed, it was an odd thing to have as a weapon. A few paces forward and the raven-haired girl was met with a rather funny looking creature. It looked like a mix of both man and shark…though it was not a shark at all; and angler fish, no doubt.

This was indeed the perfect chance to use her newly obtained weapon. Jumping in mid-air, Alice crashed the hobby horse down on the creature. She moved nimbly and swung the weapon round, making it hit the creature in the head. It dies almost instantly, the blood of the shark began to sink into the ice.

Ulquiorra watched Alice attain the new weapon.  A laugh escaped her, even, as she swung the odd-looking brute of a device.  The man continued watching her practice, thinking back to earlier.  He STILL didn’t know why she had pushed him away so fervently.  He didn’t touch anything that would be otherwise inappropriate.  So why was it such a big deal?  He tsk’d a bit at himself  He usually was much more knowledgable than this..

The creature that appeared before them was not unlike what he considered a former co-worker of his, Tia Harribel, to be.  Half humanoid being, half shark.  Though the shark half didn’t exactly look all shark either.  It was almost surgeon-like precision with which Alice battered the creature, the blood of which turned the ice red.  Ulquiorra walked past her once more, looking around before spotting another path and walking straight for it.

Alice was beginning to grow tired of walking around this ice cavern…soon enough, after walking with Ulquiorra through paths, she could see a miraculous ship which was tapped in a large bottle…no doubt this was where the Mock Turtle was hiding. She carried herself over the small ice platforms before coming into contact with the bottle’s broken glass. Before going inside the ship, Alice passed and looked down. She was never afraid of sharks, even as a child. however, something made her feel uneasy about the creature that was swimming below them; red glowing eyes and a body made from driftwood and metal. She motioned for Ulquiorra to hurry before the shark decided to jump out and harm them.

Sliding through the broken parts of the ship, Alice spotted at last; the Mock Turtle. A rather frightened yet hopeful expression was on the creatures face. He wanted Alice’s sympathy as he explained how the ‘Infernal Train’ had taken over the ‘Looking-Glass’ line and made him job-less. With no other choice, he was left to sail his merry Griffon-ship. She laughed as the turtle denied the fact that the sharks wanted to make him a meal and that the shark and him were almost relatives. The raven-haired girl replied with: “You’re related to soup, Admiral”. With that, the trio had no other choice but to dive into the depths to seek out more useful inhabitants of Wonderland.

Ulquiorra decided that he would actually follow Alice this time, as not stepping onto the odd looking glass-encased ship would have probably been extremely stupid what with the various monsters floating around.  However, as soon as he stepped on, he walked to the rear, leaning against the mast and staring out at the creatures, the same blank expression on his face somehow even more emotionless. 

He heard the conversation.  Lack of a job, some other train, something about relatives and soup… None of it mattered to him.. until the ship started moving.  As it dived, Ulquiorra’s eyes widened slightly before he simply sat down, leaning against the mast and closing his acid-green eyes.  Best let the others deal with this. He didn’t belong here anyway..