KaidensLady

Such a sweet thing, Such a small thing, Such a pretty thing, Such a pretty little princess. Such a sweet smile, Such innocent eyes, Such soft skin, Such a pretty little princess. Such a lovely voice, Such a gentle laugh, Such a sweet smell, Such a pretty little princess. Such dark longings, Such evil desires, Such sick cravings, Such a sinful creature I. Such a warm thing, Such a fearful thing, Such a loud thing, I silence you. Such a warm thing, Such a luscious thing, Such a warm thing, Such a pretty little princess. Such sweet perfume, Such warm flesh, Such beautiful blood, Such a silent little princess. Such swe

The girl was an enigma to all the other inhabitants of Wonderland. Stranger than any of them because she was not an inhabitant of Wonderland, instead she was something else, a memory of someone who once travelled the lands now known as Wonderland. She did not seem threatening and she certainly did not seem to be dangerous but there was something about her that made any near her instantly wary but at the same time her presence seemed to soothe as well. She looked to be around a scant 7 years of age. Her hair was neither short nor long but at the curious length between the two so that it fell down past her shoulders but not quite to the middle

To those who knew him, it was nothing unusual. To those who didn't, it looked ridiculous. There, perfectly calm and content stood the legendary Mad Hatter in all his mad glory. Bedecked in orange and green with pumpkins decorating everything he wore from his trench coat to his sleeveless gloves, from his boxers to the soles of his boots. His top hat sat at an odd angle on the tangled mass of his rough cut dark orange hair. On his arms hung five umbrellas – one red, one green, one blue, one yellow and one black. Walking around with five umbrellas was hardly the strangest thing that Stoker had done. In fact the strangest thing that he

Walter looked at his "companion" with distrust. He… she… it! It was weird and Walter considered it to be and it because Walter seriously doubted that Alucard would take a female form and yet his current form looked far too feminine to be male. So… what to call it. Not Alucard, Alucard was more masculine than this, Alucard was tall and red clad. This thing was petit, delicate, effeminate, girly and pathetic. Not to mention it was wearing WHITE. What kind of vampire wore WHITE for Christ's sake? Vampires drank blood, they killed people and they were in the middle of a war for crying out loud!!! "Hey… Girlycard." Walter call

Kaiden smiled, his pure black eyes veiled slightly behind his long midnight hair. His loose robe slipped further down his shoulder. He watched the image of his favourite Sentinel through the intricately carved obsidian and silver mirror as the gaudy thing hovered before his midnight throne. The lovely creature he watched was the oldest living mortal in existence at the moment. Seth was magnificent. She had always been his favourite, even before he had been able to call her his own. He shivered slightly and sighed in appreciation at the memory of when Seth had first come to his attention, back when she had still be a servant and a Sentinel of

The Mad Hatter reclined in an oddly glorious but disturbing way that was all his own and completely impossible to replicate. He leant backwards against some invisible barrier, balancing on the heels of his boots while he leant forward staring down at the ground in front of his feet. His arms were held out and one had to assume it was more because the Hatter felt like doing so than for balance. He looked the exact same as he had since he had come to Wonderland as well, unusually tall and exceptionally thin with long delicate limbs. He still looked to be somewhere around his late twenties or early thirties. His was face was handsome, unblemishe