Looking Glass Wars Trilogy Fanfiction

[Alyria_Bella]

FINALLY!!!!

Fanfiction has created a thread for Looking glass wars

http://www.fanfiction.net/book/Looking_Glass_Wars_Trilogy/

So yeah just noticed that.....It's probably been up for a while but whatever.

[Her Imperial Viciousness]

I both am exicted and afeared of this.

If I see one..ONE SINGLE DAUGHTER OF REDD in that, there will be achy double hockey sticks to pay.

There is good fiction in there, and there is BAD fiction in there. Let's hope some good comes out of it.

[Alyria_Bella]

I both am exicted and afeared of this.

If I see one..ONE SINGLE DAUGHTER OF REDD in that, there will be achy double hockey sticks to pay.

There is good fiction in there, and there is BAD fiction in there. Let's hope some good comes out of it.

As much as i hate to say and as much as you hate to hear it
you know there is going to be a daughter of Redd fanfic.....But the sad thing is that in style of all major fanfic threads thats not the worst it is going to get.....Yoai....That will also happen as much as i hate to say it.

[ReadingChick]

Well, I can sort of say I'm glad that FF.net has finally added a LGW section. On the other hand... the crappy fanfiction that is going to result... The very thought makes me groan.

If I'm reading that person correctly, one of the readers of the only fic posted so far is already working on yaoi. Of the Dodge/Hatter variety. My mind can't even picture that, and I am usually addicted to crack pairings.

[Her Imperial Viciousness]

If I'm reading that person correctly, one of the readers of the only fic posted so far is already working on yaoi. Of the Dodge/Hatter variety. My mind can't even picture that, and I am usually addicted to crack pairings.


Dodge/Hatter?!?!?

Oh. Ow. Hurtage.

[ReadingChick]

Yeah, I know. That one is wrong on so many levels. ><

[AlyssH]

I don't really read Fan Fiction, so I'm not very familiar with all the terms and stuff, so bear with me here.

What is yaoi?

Sorry if that's a stupid question. :o

[grdonathan]

Yaoi = guy/guy relationship

[ReadingChick]

Yeah, yaoi is technically sexual guy/guy. Shonen-ai (literal translation 'boy love') is non-sexual guy/guy.

Yuri and Shojou-ai are the girl/girl equivalents.

[Alyria_Bella]

If I'm reading that person correctly, one of the readers of the only fic posted so far is already working on yaoi. Of the Dodge/Hatter variety. My mind can't even picture that, and I am usually addicted to crack pairings.

*eye Twitch* It has begun....I am sorry to inform you but there is no going back now.......It is too late....

But also i must admit that once i saw that the LGWT fanfic thing was made i was actually expecting the first Yoai not to be Dodge/Hatter (actually never saw that one coming)..I actually expected someone to make a Dodge/Jack one...........In all its awful horrid-ness.

Well maybe for every bad fanfic/yoai-Yori there will be atleast five good fanfics..........I might be kidding myself here

[ReadingChick]

Well, when a fandom gets a section, there's bound to be the slash. It's inevitable. We'll just have to ride it out and hope that people post some good stuff as well.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Dodge/Hatter?!?!?

Oh. Ow. Hurtage.


Yaoi = guy/guy relationship


Oh man, I am now choking and dying with how wrong that is. Somebody, please, just shoot me in the head. WHY HATTER, OF ALL PEOPLE JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE BECAUSE HE IS COOL! Dodge is also pretty cool so just leave his character alone!

I guess maybe we should start working on some fan fiction of our own and flood the website with good stuff, huh?

[grdonathan]

Oh man, I am now choking and dying with how wrong that is. Somebody, please, just shoot me in the head. WHY HATTER, OF ALL PEOPLE JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE BECAUSE HE IS COOL! Dodge is also pretty cool so just leave his character alone!

I guess maybe we should start working on some fan fiction of our own and flood the website with good stuff, huh?

Already thinking about it...though I have to finish my Labyrinth fanfic first...:)

[ReadingChick]

Me too, but I've already got half a dozen plots in the works... Maybe more, I haven't sat down and catalogued them. But I would like to work on some Hatter/Weaver stuff one day. Getting those two together ought to be a fun challenge. :)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Yuri and Shojou-ai are the girl/girl equivalents.

After I signed out from my last post I had one more thought that made me bristle in horror.

IF ANYONE DARES TO MAKE SOME SORT OF MOLLY/ALYSS THING I WILL... I WILL..... (Gets stiff with anger at the idea) :mad:

I think I will simply quote Her Imperial Viciousness because there is no better way to put it:


there will be achy double hockey sticks to pay.

TOTALLY!

[homburgmolly_fan]

I would like to work on some Hatter/Weaver stuff one day.

Aw, you should do that when you get the time... that would be so sweet. :)

[ReadingChick]

Aw, you should do that when you get the time... that would be so sweet. :)

I have made attempts in the past, but trying to write romance with Hatter is like trying to write romance with a rock. -rubs temples- Romance involving psychopathic soldiers with an almost unnatural attachment to their siblings? Sure. Emotionless drones who act more like computer programs than real people? Of course. Actual computer programs? Sure, let me at 'em!

Hatter? My imagination fizzles at the very thought.

I think I'll have to read the books again and hope I pick up more of a feel for the man when he's not stuck in duty-mode.

[homburgmolly_fan]

I have made attempts in the past, but trying to write romance with Hatter is like trying to write romance with a rock. -rubs temples- Romance involving psychopathic soldiers with an almost unnatural attachment to their siblings? Sure. Emotionless drones who act more like computer programs than real people? Of course. Actual computer programs? Sure, let me at 'em!

Hatter? My imagination fizzles at the very thought.


LOL LOL LOL!

Yeah, he can be a bit... tough at times. But I canr ead a LOT of emotion into the guy- just at the right time. Maybe it's because, when I am bored and want to amuse myself, I am FOREVER putting myself into Molly's character and thinking up different stories that are seen from her perspective... I guess you could say that I live an RP. LOL! But yeah when I am in that perspective I can picture a slightly different version of Hatter... not, like, super emotional, but still loving in his own way. I don't have much time to be online now so I can't explain in great detail right now, but maybe later...

Anyhoo, I think you get my meaning so you probably don't need further explanations. :)

[grdonathan]

I have made attempts in the past, but trying to write romance with Hatter is like trying to write romance with a rock. -rubs temples- Romance involving psychopathic soldiers with an almost unnatural attachment to their siblings? Sure. Emotionless drones who act more like computer programs than real people? Of course. Actual computer programs? Sure, let me at 'em!

Hatter? My imagination fizzles at the very thought.

I think I'll have to read the books again and hope I pick up more of a feel for the man when he's not stuck in duty-mode.


LOL LOL LOL!

Yeah, he can be a bit... tough at times. But I canr ead a LOT of emotion into the guy- just at the right time. Maybe it's because, when I am bored and want to amuse myself, I am FOREVER putting myself into Molly's character and thinking up different stories that are seen from her perspective... I guess you could say that I live an RP. LOL! But yeah when I am in that perspective I can picture a slightly different version of Hatter... not, like, super emotional, but still loving in his own way. I don't have much time to be online now so I can't explain in great detail right now, but maybe later...

Anyhoo, I think you get my meaning so you probably don't need further explanations. :)

Is it weird that I completely understand and agree with BOTH of you...? Ah well, that is me. LOL I understand that Hatter is a very difficult guy to write EMOTION into as it's all but been beaten out of him in his duties. (Who knows...maybe he was beaten? jk...no stones please) He forces himself to be Senor Statue whenever he's actively on duty, but he has his moments of emotion.

I'd almost say that we've only seen the extreme ends of the spectrum for him. FOR HIM. We've seen the stony facade that is Hatter on duty and we've also seen the 'Hatter completely broken' side too. For me, I don't think his emotions range any further out than they did when he was grieving Weaver in the mountain cave. That is end of his rope with misery Hatter.

Now, I guess it's up to us to fill in the middle. :)

[Loiterer]

Ahh... Fanfiction... One of the only things about fandom of any kind, I absolutely dispise. No matter how good, or accurate, or whatever, it always boils down to being either slash fiction or a Mary Sue-type story. I have had bad experiences reading both in the past, so my disposition towards it in general is valid... soooo many bad things about Dr. Who... Anyway, above all else, they're usually badly-written or read like something, in the past, someone would have buried under a pile of rubbish in their room, not putting it on display for the entire world to see.


Can you tell, I'm not a fan?


However, if it's fiction regarding Slash, formerly of Guns 'n' Roses fame, I have no problem with it!

[Alyria_Bella]

Well i worte a Hatter/Molly/Weaver Fic in my other thread in the Fanfic and Art fourm that i am going to submit into Fanfic........
And maybe the other Fanfic..But i am not to sure about that one.

[grdonathan]

Ahh... Fanfiction... One of the only things about fandom of any kind, I absolutely dispise. No matter how good, or accurate, or whatever, it always boils down to being either slash fiction or a Mary Sue-type story. I have had bad experiences reading both in the past, so my disposition towards it in general is valid... soooo many bad things about Dr. Who... Anyway, above all else, they're usually badly-written or read like something, in the past, someone would have buried under a pile of rubbish in their room, not putting it on display for the entire world to see.


Can you tell, I'm not a fan?


However, if it's fiction regarding Slash, formerly of Guns 'n' Roses fame, I have no problem with it!

I admit that a large quantity of fanfiction is rubbish, but they aren't ALL bad. I wouldn't go so far as to say that ALL end up either slash or mary-sue. I have extensive fanfiction experience, so I also have quite a valid disposition. LOL

I do understand though, as I've gone through fanfiction, that people's attitudes towards FF is either love, tolerate, or hate. To each his own and I would never fault anyone for disliking it, but I did have to pipe up and defend fanfiction a bit. Not all the way...the majority is terrible and I admit that, but there are plenty of good ones too. :)

[Loiterer]

I'd say it's tolerate bordering on hate, despise is a bit strong. I've just read so much bad fanfiction, it's left me a bit jaded.

[ReadingChick]

I understand exactly where you're coming from, Loiterer. Even though I'm a fanfiction write myself - and a fairly prolific one, even if I don't post everything - I rarely venture into the categories anymore. It tends to leave me wanting to smash my head against the nearest solid surface. Stylistic issues are only the beginning. The plots! And the characterization! OH MY LORD, THE CHARACTERIZATION.

Yeah, you get the picture. >>

[bellabong95]

Well, i've read quite a bit of Fanfiction and it's all right, until people start adding their own thoughts on characters, things that weren't even hinted in the book!! Such as formulating new relationships that SHOULD NOT BE FORMULATED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Example: Alyss/Molly (I will hunt them down and hurt them!! lol JKJK) and Hatter/Dodge (WTH were they thinking??!?!?!?)lol

But I must say, that I have read a lot of good FanFic as well, uncluding grdonthan's labrynth fanfic!! REALLY GOOD!

[ReadingChick]

As an advocate of crack pairings, I'm afraid that we must agree to disagree, Bella. :P I'm not in favour of those particular ones, but sometimes strange pairings can be intriguing. Something like, oh, I don't know... Magda and Bibwit, let's just say for an example. I would read that. It would be very interesting indeed, don't you think? Provided it was done well.

Same with characterization. It's OK to add your own thoughts as long as you do it with a delicate touch. And sometimes it's necessary - I know that I frequently work with characters that got little development within their source. Working with, say, Ripkins and Blister, you'd almost be forced to add your own thoughts to supplement what we know.

But there are limits, certainly.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Is it weird that I completely understand and agree with BOTH of you...? Ah well, that is me. LOL I understand that Hatter is a very difficult guy to write EMOTION into as it's all but been beaten out of him in his duties. (Who knows...maybe he was beaten? jk...no stones please) He forces himself to be Senor Statue whenever he's actively on duty, but he has his moments of emotion.

No it's not weird that you see both our points because Hatter is both of the things we've said. Like you pointed out he will be the breathing statue when he's on duty but he can also be very emotional IN HIS OWN WAY. And don't worry I won't be throwing stones at you! LOL! :D


I'd almost say that we've only seen the extreme ends of the spectrum for him. FOR HIM. We've seen the stony facade that is Hatter on duty and we've also seen the 'Hatter completely broken' side too. For me, I don't think his emotions range any further out than they did when he was grieving Weaver in the mountain cave. That is end of his rope with misery Hatter.

YES YES YES. Everybody who's thinking of writing fanfiction with Hatter in it LISTEN TO WHAT SHE JUST SAID. Er, posted. :rolleyes: Hatter is (obviously) SO not the sort of guy who take the woman he loves in his arms, twirl her around, give her a huge kiss and tell her he loves her in honey-lovey-well-chosen-words. I imagine a love scene between Hatter/Weaver going something like this:

Setting: Talon's Point at Sunset. Weaver's sitting at the side of the cave that opens up to look over the rest of Wonderland. The sun (or suns, I think, in Wonderland) are dropping lower and lower in the sky, sending a beautiful pink/orange hue over Weaver's face.

"It's so beautiful," she whispers.

Hatter sits beside her and puts his arm around her shoulder.

"So are you," he says in a voice that's just a little bit unsure of himself. Weaver laughs because she knows that he means it but he just doesn't know how to say it and sound romantic.

Okay, so that is how I picture a Hatter/Weaver moment. He tries, the poor dude tries. You have to give him that. But as we all know, a lifetime of hiding his emotions has made him an... interesting person for Weaver to love. He doesn't say fancy words of love to her; he certainly doesn't sing outside her window at night like in those funky love movies (:eek:) but whenever he does say something sweet he says it just the way it is and HE MEANS IT.

[grdonathan]

I'm not sure if he'd even go so far as putting the arm around her and then saying something cheesy. I guess I'm a little more extremist when it comes to him. I SUPPOSE this is how I might write the same thing:

Setting: Talon's Point at Sunset. Weaver's sitting at the side of the cave that opens up to look over the rest of Wonderland. The sun (or suns, I think, in Wonderland) are dropping lower and lower in the sky, sending a beautiful pink/orange hue over Weaver's face.

She'd waited for him here, waited for someone she shouldn't even be with. Every time she came, she wondered if he would actually show up. It went against the very core of what he was to mix company with her...but he always showed up.

He was standing a few feet from where she was sitting, his eyes roaming from the impending sunset and always back to her. She didn't mind the space, she knew it was hard for him, but he was here. He'd relax soon enough and sit with her, perhaps more if she played her cards right. Hatter wasn't a man to be seduced, but she was learning. She was learning.

"It's so beautiful," she whispered, staring out as the first sun hit the horizon.

"So are you," he replied with gruff insistence. She saw him shift his weight out of the corner of her eye, his body weight leaning towards her now. She fought the smirk, she was playing her cards right after all.

Something like that...LOL That's how I see him anyways.

[bellabong95]

As an advocate of crack pairings, I'm afraid that we must agree to disagree, Bella. :P I'm not in favour of those particular ones, but sometimes strange pairings can be intriguing. Something like, oh, I don't know... Magda and Bibwit, let's just say for an example. I would read that. It would be very interesting indeed, don't you think? Provided it was done well.

Same with characterization. It's OK to add your own thoughts as long as you do it with a delicate touch. And sometimes it's necessary - I know that I frequently work with characters that got little development within their source. Working with, say, Ripkins and Blister, you'd almost be forced to add your own thoughts to supplement what we know.

But there are limits, certainly.


Oh RC I'm afraid I miswrote my meaning! lol I meant if there were already a relationship going on!! Such as Alyss/Dodge have a relationship going, then it would be awful if they made a Molly/Alyss or Dodge/hatter relationship! lol

i think that it's ok to go further than the author or add your own ideas, it's just PERSONALLY I wouldn't enjoy breaking up relationships and making my own. lol I'd feel guilty! HA

[ReadingChick]

Ah, well, there I have to agree with you. I'm extremely reluctant to mess with pairings established in canon. I'd be constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting to be struck down by angry shippers and/or canon purists. :p

EDIT: grdonathan, why are you not writing more Hatter/Weaver goodness? That is spot-on!

[homburgmolly_fan]

EDIT: grdonathan, why are you not writing more Hatter/Weaver goodness? That is spot-on!


Yeah, your stuff is GREAT!!!!! I <3 it!

I was in a hurry when I wrote mine. The only thing I was trying to stress through my little paragraph was that if Hatter were to go to EXTREMES that is the ABSOLUTE FARTHEST I can ever see him going as far as romantic talky stuffies go. I don't -can't- imagine that every time Hatter and Weaver got up to Talon's Point he would just take off his coat, throw it in a corner and prace around like Prince Charming. Blauughhhh, gross.... It would defintiely be as you described it. I mean, we've been told that he definitely let out his emotions when he was up there with Weaver, but with Hatter, you can only go so far.

[grdonathan]

grdonathan, why are you not writing more Hatter/Weaver goodness? That is spot-on!

Well, snap. Perhaps I'll have to now. The whole story IS kinda percolating through my head. How they met, how they got together, etc. Hmm...dang I feel a lag in my Labyrinth fic coming up. LOL

I wrote that really fast too, without MUCH thought, so perhaps with thought might even be better. Dang...definite lag coming. LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

Well, snap. Perhaps I'll have to now. The whole story IS kinda percolating through my head. How they met, how they got together, etc. Hmm...dang I feel a lag in my Labyrinth fic coming up. LOL

Ha ha ha ha YES YES YES! WRITE MORE! :D

[grdonathan]

Ha ha ha ha YES YES YES! WRITE MORE! :D

I've started on a rough first draft, I'll let you guys know when I have more. I'm sure I'll pass it through the lovely edit police here. :) It's a nice tool to have!

[grdonathan]

...the lovely edit police...

I really DO mean that in the nicest way possible! I love you guys! :D

[grdonathan]

I totally spazzed on this, but I found my rough draft today. I'll get some up tomorrow. :p

[homburgmolly_fan]

I totally spazzed on this, but I found my rough draft today. I'll get some up tomorrow. :p

Can't wait. :D :D

[grdonathan]

Me either, I'm actually really liking the little bit I have, but I have to actually type it out and clean it up a bit. LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

Me either, I'm actually really liking the little bit I have, but I have to actually type it out and clean it up a bit. LOL

Wow, I'm glad you're liking the way it's turning out! I'm kinda surprised you do, given the fact that Weaver is such a main character. LOL! :D

[grdonathan]

Wow, I'm glad you're liking the way it's turning out! I'm kinda surprised you do, given the fact that Weaver is such a main character. LOL! :D

Yeah me too...but I think I might just hate the way she COMES ACROSS in the LGW books. I'm trying to make her a bit more to my liking with the story. LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

Yeah me too...but I think I might just hate the way she COMES ACROSS in the LGW books. I'm trying to make her a bit more to my liking with the story. LOL

Cool. Looking forward to it! :)

[AlyssH]

I don't know if this would belong in a FanFic (I would actually really like to see it happen in the third LGW book), but I think that Molly should fall in love. Maybe with a young Milliner-in-training. :D

I don't know--too cheezy? I just thought that it would be interesting, since she's so tough and guarded. How would she act if her feelings were mushy under her hard armor?

[homburgmolly_fan]

I don't know if this would belong in a FanFic (I would actually really like to see it happen in the third LGW book), but I think that Molly should fall in love. Maybe with a young Milliner-in-training. :D

I don't know--too cheezy? I just thought that it would be interesting, since she's so tough and guarded. How would she act if her feelings were mushy under her hard armor?

Hee, hee, hee; you all knew I was going to reply to this one right away, didn't you! :rolleyes: :p LOL!

In my "mental fan fics" (as in the stories that I make up in my sad head by my lonesome about other books/movies/characters), I always see Molly falling in love, definitely with a Milliner.

But not at 14. Therefore, not in the next book. I mean, she could become close friends with some guy or something, but... I just cannot see Molly, who is taking her work so seriously and devoting everything she has to it, start really "looking at" boys seriously until she's like 18-20. When she's around that age there will (probably) be peace in Wonderland, she'll be more settled in her position as a Milliner, and more used to Hatter. Then she'll open herself more to others, because she's more cool with who she is herself.

[grdonathan]

Hee, hee, hee; you all knew I was going to reply to this one right away, didn't you! :rolleyes: :p LOL!

In my "mental fan fics" (as in the stories that I make up in my sad head by my lonesome about other books/movies/characters), I always see Molly falling in love, definitely with a Milliner.

But not at 14. Therefore, not in the next book. I mean, she could become close friends with some guy or something, but... I just cannot see Molly, who is taking her work so seriously and devoting everything she has to it, start really "looking at" boys seriously until she's like 18-20. When she's around that age there will (probably) be peace in Wonderland, she'll be more settled in her position as a Milliner, and more used to Hatter. Then she'll open herself more to others, because she's more cool with who she is herself.

That's pretty much what I always figured too. I'd love to see Molly have a bit of romance, but yes, when she's older. LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

That's pretty much what I always figured too. I'd love to see Molly have a bit of romance, but yes, when she's older. LOL

LOL LOL LOL, how is it, GD, that we always manage to think the same things when it comes to Molly? LOL! We even pictured her the same way.

It's almost creepy. :eek:

:D

[grdonathan]

LOL LOL LOL, how is it, GD, that we always manage to think the same things when it comes to Molly? LOL! We even pictured her the same way.

It's almost creepy. :eek:

:D

That's because you're my mini me remember? LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

That's because you're my mini me remember? LOL

LOL I could never forget that! :D :D :D

[homburgmolly_fan]

Hey, all of you from the "Random Imaginings" thread, here's a place where we can post all the fan fics we want! YAAAY! :D :D :D

[Mara Madigan]

i dont think i will write a fanfic but ill try to sqeeze in fanart:)

[Her Imperial Viciousness]

OK, I'll throw something at you.


Redd and Hatter.

Nobody else.

Timeframe and situation is whenever.

They do not have to get along, but no combat.

And it should be in-character, which means not a romance either. Redd is about as romantic as a frying pan to the back of the head, afterall.



Those are the rules........the clock starts............NOW.

PS: Art is also allowed, as well as writing. I am....curious :)

[grdonathan]

I accept that challenge...and shall have something for you...soon. :D

[theTWiNZ]

ooh! got a scenario! which way to present it though?

do we get a prize for the best story? LOL! jk. we'll have it for you though. :)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Well, I depart now to work more on my Molly fan fic! I'll post the prologue as soon as I'm done with it and you guys can let me know what you think. It's probably not what you expect, though. I'm starting my time period WAY before the other Molly fan fics did. :rolleyes: LOL I'm geeky that way.

[theTWiNZ]

Well, I depart now to work more on my Molly fan fic! I'll post the prologue as soon as I'm done with it and you guys can let me know what you think. It's probably not what you expect, though. I'm starting my time period WAY before the other Molly fan fics did. :rolleyes: LOL I'm geeky that way.

alright! we look forward to reading it. :D

[homburgmolly_fan]

alright! we look forward to reading it. :D

Good! And goodbye! Hopefully the prologue will be done tonight and then I'll post it. :)

[theTWiNZ]

Good! And goodbye! Hopefully the prologue will be done tonight and then I'll post it. :)

yay! *anticipates*

[homburgmolly_fan]

Prologue for my Molly fan fic! Please be nice. I'm very sensetive. LOL, don't worry, totally j/k. Let me know what you honestly think. I warned you guys that it was going to start out earlier. So, let me know what you think as I advance to the next part.


Trees. Foliage. Mirrors.

Desperation.

She was just a little over three years old, and all of a sudden she was alone. The night before, her mother had tucked her into her bed inside their tent, which was located towards one of the far sides of the camp. She had done what she did for her daughter every night... she had pulled the covers up to the child’s chin and ten put her hand on the little forehead, smoothing out the long, blonde hair. Then the hand would gently move down towards her neck, and the girl felt her mother’s gentle fingers tracing the unusual mark that was situated below her right ear: a vein, of a bluish sort of color, twisted to form the letter “h”. Mother had done that every night, for as long as the girl could remember. And every morning, when she woke up, mother was always there to say “good morning”.

But on this morning, the one that she would remember forever, things were different. The girl had woken up, and mother was nowhere in sight.

At first, she had simply stared around their little tent. Stared at her mother’s perfectly made bed. Stared at the chair where mother would always sit, looking at little crystal cube pictures of a man in a big hat.

The girl got out of bed, and made her way over to the chair. Sitting herself down in it, she looked around again, as if she expected the woman with dark blonde hair like hers to appear from around the corner, eating some sort of sugary treat and smiling with that beautiful, comforting smile of hers.

But no. There was no mother to smile at her, to sweep her up in her arms and say, “I love you, baby.” The little girl slipped off the chair and walked towards the tent door.

“Mamam?” she asked aloud. Her voice sounded small as it echoed through the tent that was usually filled with her mother’s sweet laugh.

“Mamam?” she repeated as she walked outside the tent. Everywhere she looked, there were men and women dressed in gray outfits that had a white heart on the sleeve. They were going about their business, not even noticing as the youngster walked around them. But none of them was the woman that she was looking for.

“Mamam!”

Now she was alarmed. Her mother was nowhere to be seen. As fast as her three lunar year old legs could take her, she began to run through the crowd, screaming for her mother.

“MAMAM!”

Nearly an hour and a half later, she had searched everywhere she could think of. Her mother was nowhere.

Her mother was gone.

The child dropped onto the ground in a pathetic heap, and buried her head in between her knees. Slowly, but then faster and faster, she began to sob and wail; desperately wishing her mother would appear out of nowhere to make this fear go away.

Wait, someone was calling her name. She looked up, hoping to see her mother running up to her with open arms. But no, there was no one there. She heard the noise again, but this time the child knew that it was not someone calling her name. It was a sound that she had heard many times before when she and her mother had come walking this way. A sound that she loved. A sound that drew her like a magnet. But whenever she’d wanted to investigate it, her mother had dragged her away, saying that she didn’t want her involved with it.

But this time, mother was not here to take her in the opposite direction. The girl staggered to her feet, her eyes still red from crying, and stumbled towards the noise.

Swish! Fwish!

Finally she reached it: a very large tent that she had never been in before. The noise was coming from there. She looked around the edge of the tent flap.

There were four people inside. Two of them were in a corner talking in quiet, nervous tones. But it was the other two that caught the child’s attention. They were holding bright knives in their hands, twirling them in artful circles, cutting through the air, creating the noises she’d heard. Then they pulled the hats off their heads, and with a flick of their wrists, transformed them into something completely different... something that she noticed was just as shiny and sharp looking as the knives in their hands.

She was so busy looking, enchanted, at the bright metal pieces that the two men in the long coats were twirling around that she did not even hear the two women talking in the corner.

“No, she was gone when I went in their tent,” one of them was saying. “So was her daughter. We’ve been looking throughout the camp, but thus far we haven’t been able to locate either one of them.”

“You don’t think Weaver would’ve left the camp?” the other woman gasped. “For an Alyssian, that means death!”

“I know,” came the quiet, sad reply. “But it looks as if she did, in fact, leave. Her bed wasn’t even slept in. I think she left last night. And she... she would have returned by now if she was alright.”

For a moment, it was silence, except for the swishing of the blades as the two others practiced their fighting. One of the women, dressed in a gray suit as so many others were, wiped her eyes, turning away from her companion in the long jacket and top hat as she did so, not wanting her to see the tears. That’s when she saw the little girl staring in, as if mesmerized, at the warriors with their blades. The civilian woman’s heart nearly skipped a beat.

“Oh, thank Issa! You’re safe!” she squealed, running forward and grabbing the child.

“She’s been here the whole time?” the other woman asked, coming forward as the civilian woman held the little girl closely. “Ask her where her mother is.”

“Mamam gone,” the little voice piped in, as the big green eyes filled up with new tears. “I wake up and Mamam gone.”

The two women looked at each other. One of them was a civilian, one of them was a warrior, but both had pity for this child that was a bit of both, and who had suddenly lost the only family she had.

“Don’t worry,” the civilian woman said, hugging the girl tighter. “I’m sure your mother’s okay. Don’t worry, Molly.”


My first Fan Fic EVAH! :D

Let me know what you think. :) Remember, this is only one part. I am still continuing it.

[theTWiNZ]

Geez, Molly! And you said you weren't talented. :rolleyes: No more modesty, please?

That was a great prologue. Three-year-old Molly was so adorable. I definitely think that's how Molly would have felt when she got "abandoned." It's so sad.

Your style of writing is very clever. It's like candy for my brain! It flows very well and it's easy to read. We love it.

I LOVE the transition where you have Molly stop crying and she hears the blades! Brilliant!

And since you said you didn't mind being critiqued...
What the heck!? Molly's halfer mark was below her LEFT ear! *gasp* LoL!

And since you know we love writing dialogue, we'd like to say that the two women's convo seemed a bit "scripted" to us. (We'll just assume you know what that means.) When they spotted Molly though, that was great!

Also some minor grammar errors, but like anyone cares. :rolleyes:

Could totally picture your prologue in my head. It's very amusing. Can't wait for the rest! :D

And question: Is "mamam" something personal? Or just random? Because that's a new one for me. (this coming from the people that call their mom, Majah. LoL!)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Geez, Molly! And you said you weren't talented. No more modesty, please?

That was a great prologue. Three-year-old Molly was so adorable. I definitely think that's how Molly would have felt when she got "abandoned." It's so sad.

Your style of writing is very clever. It's like candy for my brain! It flows very well and it's easy to read. We love it.

I LOVE the transition where you have Molly stop crying and she hears the blades! Brilliant!

And since you said you didn't mind being critiqued...
What the heck!? Molly's halfer mark was below her LEFT ear! *gasp* LoL!

And since you know we love writing dialogue, we'd like to say that the two women's convo seemed a bit "scripted" to us. (We'll just assume you know what that means.) When they spotted Molly though, that was great!

Also some minor grammar errors, but like anyone cares.

Could totally picture your prologue in my head. It's very amusing. Can't wait for the rest!

And question: Is "mamam" something personal? Or just random? Because that's a new one for me. (this coming from the people that call their mom, Majah. LoL!)

Wow, thanks for all the good stuff you said! It makes me happy! :) Now I'm inspired to finish it. :D

Grrrr.... I can't believe I put the Halfer mark on the wrong side. That -along with scripted dialogue- is what happens when one is up typing fanfics at eleven PM with a headcold. :rolleyes: Stuuuupiiiidddddd mistakes! Also, I loaned my copy of LGW out to a friend so I wasn't able to go back and look it up. It makes me sad.... I do not have a copy of LGW on my bookshelf as of this moment.... :( Let me know how you think I could improve the dialogue. It did seem a little scripted to me also, but I couldn't think of any other way to put it out. Were there any lines in particular that made you think it was, like, stiff? Personally I don't like when the civilian woman goes "Oh, thank Issa you're safe!" That's just so typical. So I want to change that. In fact, pretty much everything that woman says is stiff. She just didn't come out the way I wanted her to.

I put "Mamam" in there because, when you hear a little kid calling thier mother (at least, the little kids I know) they don't usually say "mom" or "mother". It's more like a "Ma Ma", you know? Because it's easier for them to say. But a lot of kids slur the words when they say it so it sounds more like "mamam." I just put that in there so that you'd be able to know how she's pronouncing it.

[Homburg.Hellie]

thats so good! I love it! :D I want to keep reading. Write more fast! :rolleyes:

ps- please don't kill me but when did it mention a halfer mark in LGW? I don't remember one.

[homburgmolly_fan]

thats so good! I love it! :D I want to keep reading. Write more fast! :rolleyes:

ps- please don't kill me but when did it mention a halfer mark in LGW? I don't remember one.

Awww, thanks, Hellie!

I sadly cannot quote exactly because I loaned out my copy of LGW (:() but it is when Hatter and the others meets Molly in the tavern. It goes something like this:

Hatter noticed a vein in the shape of an H below her left ear. His face hardened.

"She's a halfer," he said. "Civilian and Millinery spawn. Not to be trusted."

Please correct me if my quote-ism is off. :o

[homburgmolly_fan]

Okay, I updated some of part one. Let me know if you think it's better, worse, or the same.

She was so busy looking, enchanted, at the bright metal pieces that the two men in the long coats were twirling around that she did not even hear the two women talking in the corner.

“No, she was gone when I went in their tent,” one of them was saying. “So was her daughter. We’ve been looking throughout the camp, but thus far we haven’t been able to locate either one of them.”

“She wouldn’t have left...” the other woman began to protest.

“But it looks as if she did,” came the quiet but firm reply. “Her bed wasn’t even slept in. I think we can accurately assume that she left sometime last night.”

“She wouldn’t have,” the shorter woman replied stubbornly. “I’ve known her since we were both kids. The craziest thing she ever did was accept a job at the Millinery, something no other civilian had ever done. But she wouldn’t be stupid enough to leave the camp. She wouldn’t.”

The other, taller woman took her hat off her head and silently examined it. She knew that she would get nowhere by arguing with this stubborn civilian woman. But she had to make her see the difficult truth of the matter: their friend probably wasn’t coming home. Card Soldiers didn’t care whether someone was a young mother; a civilian; a quiet person who wasn’t going to start any new rebellions. If you were an Alyssian, it automatically meant death.

“You have to accept the truth,” she finally said to her companion. “Weaver is most likely dead.”

For a moment, it was silence, except for the swishing of the blades as the two others practiced their fighting. The shorter, stubborn woman, who was dressed in a gray suit as so many others were, wiped her eyes. She quietly turned her face away from her tall friend in the long jacket and unusual hat, not wanting her to see the tears.

That’s when she noticed a little girl staring in, as if mesmerized, at the warriors with their blades. The civilian woman’s heart nearly skipped a beat.

“You... you... ” she stuttered, trying to form the sentence. Finally she just squealed and ran forward to scoop the child up in her arms.

“She’s been here the whole time?” the other woman asked, coming forward as the civilian woman held the little girl closely. “Ask her where her mother is.”

“Mamam gone,” the little voice piped in, as the big green eyes filled up with new tears. “I wake up and Mamam gone.”

The two women looked at each other. One of them was a civilian, one of them was a warrior, but both had pity for this child that was a bit of both, and who had suddenly lost the only family she had.

“Don’t worry,” the civilian woman said, hugging the girl tighter and refusing to look up at the female Milliner beside her as she continued, “I’m sure your mother’s okay. Don’t worry, Molly.”

[theTWiNZ]

*clears throat* uhm. I'm not sure we're the best people to critique writing because we probably only look at it one way. So you don't have to make everything to our liking. We're not your only audience. ;)


“No, she was gone when I went in their tent,” one of them was saying. “So was her daughter. We’ve been looking throughout the camp, but thus far we haven’t been able to locate either one of them.”

Anyways, this first part is really good, but what would be better is if you made it start in the middle of that...like start it at "We've been looking throughout the camp..." It makes the reader want to read more, makes them want to eavesdrop on the conversation so to speak. You want them to only assume it's only Weaver so they'll read more to make sure they're right. You know? Am I explaining too much. I think I am. K, onwards!



“She wouldn’t have,” the shorter woman replied stubbornly. “I’ve known her since we were both kids. The craziest thing she ever did was accept a job at the Millinery, something no other civilian had ever done. But she wouldn’t be stupid enough to leave the camp. She wouldn’t.”

You should remove the part where she says "something no other civilian had ever done." That part didn't really defend what she was saying.



The other, taller woman took her hat off her head and silently examined it. She knew that she would get nowhere by arguing with this stubborn civilian woman. But she had to make her see the difficult truth of the matter: their friend probably wasn’t coming home. Card Soldiers didn’t care whether someone was a young mother; a civilian; a quiet person who wasn’t going to start any new rebellions. If you were an Alyssian, it automatically meant death.

Yes, this is much better narrated. :D



“You... you... ” she stuttered, trying to form the sentence. Finally she just squealed and ran forward to scoop the child up in her arms.

...
The two women looked at each other. One of them was a civilian, one of them was a warrior, but both had pity for this child that was a bit of both, and who had suddenly lost the only family she had.

“Don’t worry,” the civilian woman said, hugging the girl tighter and refusing to look up at the female Milliner beside her as she continued, “I’m sure your mother’s okay. Don’t worry, Molly.”

The reaction that the civilian lady had when she saw Molly was much cuter. In this version, you feel much more attached to this woman. Very, very good improvement. Better character development. The post before didn't really grasp into their characters and you felt like they're just random people. But this is waaay better! :D

I like their characters. You can already tell which one is speaking because of their dialogue and speech. And I love the relationship between them too. I sense a hint of dislike from the civilian woman toward the Millinery. Is that right? 'Cause I love it! LoL!

Great JOB! We were already critiquing your earlier one, then you posted this one. haha! I take it your head cold's getting better. ;)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Anyways, this first part is really good, but what would be better is if you made it start in the middle of that...like start it at "We've been looking throughout the camp..." It makes the reader want to read more, makes them want to eavesdrop on the conversation so to speak. You want them to only assume it's only Weaver so they'll read more to make sure they're right. You know? Am I explaining too much. I think I am. K, onwards!



You should remove the part where she says "something no other civilian had ever done." That part didn't really defend what she was saying.



Yes, this is much better narrated.



The reaction that the civilian lady had when she saw Molly was much cuter. In this version, you feel much more attached to this woman. Very, very good improvement. Better character development. The post before didn't really grasp into their characters and you felt like they're just random people. But this is waaay better!

I like their characters. You can already tell which one is speaking because of their dialogue and speech. And I love the relationship between them too. I sense a hint of dislike from the civilian woman toward the Millinery. Is that right? 'Cause I love it! LoL!

Great JOB! We were already critiquing your earlier one, then you posted this one. haha! I take it your head cold's getting better.

Yay! I have something to improve upon! :D

I wanted the civilian woman to be, maybe not against the Millinery, but in a way she blames all of her friend Weaver's problems on it. I also wanted her to be a very stubborn sort of busy body. Imagine a short, stout little woman with her hands on her hips, looking up at some powerful Milliner woman and saying "I'M right and YOU'RE wrong!" LOL. That's the picture I wanted to show. She's kind of this stubborn person who thinks that everything she says is right and that's THAT!

I didn't want to give either of them names because I didn't want to establish them as reoccuring characters. The civilian woman might come back in, but then again she might not. If she comes back in then I'll give her a name, but in the meantime I didn't think it was important to name them.

And about my headcold... nah, it's getting worse. I was gonna do more work on the fan fic last night but I got the chills and was shaking so hard it was like impossible to type. :( I hope it goes away soon. I hate being sick. :mad:

[theTWiNZ]

Yay! I have something to improve upon! :D

I wanted the civilian woman to be, maybe not against the Millinery, but in a way she blames all of her friend Weaver's problems on it. I also wanted her to be a very stubborn sort of busy body. Imagine a short, stout little woman with her hands on her hips, looking up at some powerful Milliner woman and saying "I'M right and YOU'RE wrong!" LOL. That's the picture I wanted to show. She's kind of this stubborn person who thinks that everything she says is right and that's THAT!

I didn't want to give either of them names because I didn't want to establish them as reoccuring characters. The civilian woman might come back in, but then again she might not. If she comes back in then I'll give her a name, but in the meantime I didn't think it was important to name them.

And about my headcold... nah, it's getting worse. I was gonna do more work on the fan fic last night but I got the chills and was shaking so hard it was like impossible to type. :( I hope it goes away soon. I hate being sick. :mad:

I see, so is the civilian woman an older lady?

aw...feel better!!! eat chocolate!!! :D

[Homburg.Hellie]

Awww, thanks, Hellie!

I sadly cannot quote exactly because I loaned out my copy of LGW (:() but it is when Hatter and the others meets Molly in the tavern. It goes something like this:

Hatter noticed a vein in the shape of an H below her left ear. His face hardened.

"She's a halfer," he said. "Civilian and Millinery spawn. Not to be trusted."

Please correct me if my quote-ism is off. :o

its dead on! amazing :rolleyes:
your fan fic has gotten better and it was already amazing IMO. I like the new dialogue. I;m definitely gfetting an image of these women and molly. :D very nice.

[homburgmolly_fan]

I see, so is the civilian woman an older lady?

aw...feel better!!! eat chocolate!!! :D

I figured she was middle-aged.

I gave up candy for Lent, so... I can't... have... chocolate... :eek: :(

[homburgmolly_fan]

its dead on! amazing :rolleyes:
your fan fic has gotten better and it was already amazing IMO. I like the new dialogue. I;m definitely gfetting an image of these women and molly. :D very nice.

It is dead on? :D I am proud of myself.

Glad you like the new dialogue. :)

[theTWiNZ]

I gave up candy for Lent, so... I can't... have... chocolate... :eek: :(

NO chocolate?! Why would you do that?! :eek:

[homburgmolly_fan]

NO chocolate?! Why would you do that?! :eek:

Because you're supposed to give up stuff that you like a lot. :( I don't know how I'm gonna last 'till Easter...

[Homburg.Hellie]

Because you're supposed to give up stuff that you like a lot. :( I don't know how I'm gonna last 'till Easter...

see i didnt give up something i like alot just something i do alot. But yeah I've been pretty good so far. *knocks on wood*/ I could never give up chocolate though. my mom does. I just couldn't. :rolleyes:

[homburgmolly_fan]

Okay, here's a little bit more of my Molly fan fic. TWiNZ, you will like to crit this one because it's basically all dialogue! Yays! :D

More to come. :)


Alyssian Camp in the Everlasting Forest.

Eight years later.

Everyone in the camp knew the eleven year old Halfer girl with the long blonde hair. It wasn’t because she was some sort of leader, or because she was excessively popular. It was just impossible to avoid her. She was always traveling around the camp... here one minute, there another. But even so, there was one place she favored more than the others: the makeshift Millinery base in one of the corners of the Camp.

This was a place where all the Milliners gathered to practice their fighting; to study the few Millinery books that hadn’t been seized and burned by Redd; to keep their blades sharpened and ready. When she’d been younger, there were always lots of Milliners in this tent, but more and more of them had left the camp, never to return. Now there were only five Milliners who still lived in that tent, who were almost always there when the girl came in.

“Hi, Marina,” the eleven year old girl said as she walked through the tent door one morning.

“Hi, Molly,” the tall Milliner woman replied in a quiet voice. Homburg Marina was even quieter than some of the other members of the Millinery. Sweet Issa, they way they kept all their emotions hidden. Molly didn’t know how under the twin moons they did it.

“What’s new?” Molly asked as she settled herself into a nearby chair and flipped her long braid over her shoulder.

“Nothing.”

For a moment it was silence, with the young girl watching from the chair as the woman quietly went about cleaning her hat.

“So....” Molly ventured slowly. “Are... you doing anything important right now, Marina?”

“Why do you ask?”

The Milliner woman knew exactly why the girl was asking, but even she, who was a member of the fighting force that was supposed to contain every single emotion, could not resist the opportunity of playing innocent.

“Oh, um, no reason,” Molly replied, squirming in her chair. Marina knew that to be an obvious sign that she really wanted some action.

Picking up her hat, Marina finally looked at Molly with a faint smile.

“Alright,” she said. “I know what you want.” Then she did what she knew would make the rest of Molly’s day:

She held the Homburg out to her.

Immediately the eleven year old streaked up out of the chair and grabbed it.

“Can you give me another lesson?” Molly gushed eagerly. Marina nodded.

“First of all, you have to be able to turn your hat into whatever sort of weapon you need it to be,” she began. “Say a glass eye is shooting an AD52 your way. What could you turn the hat into that would keep the razor cards away?”

“A shield?” So saying, Molly flicked her wrist and the hat flattened out into a shield. Marina nodded again, impressed.

“You seem to have a natural ability with Millinery hats. See if you can turn it into a set of s-blades.”

Molly shook the shield once, and it transformed back into a hat. Then she flicked it again, and it went from a hat into a set of rotating, “s” shaped blades.

“Throw it, just the way I taught you, and this time be ready for it when it comes back,” Marina instructed.

Molly pulled her arm back and then snapped it forward, releasing the blades. They sliced through the air evenly, and then turned around and began to boomerang back towards the girl.

“Marina, I think it’s going too fast!” Molly exclaimed nervously.

“I think you’re right... get out of the way!” Marina commanded, pulling Molly out of the trajectory path.

The Homburg zoomed by and whizzed out the tent door. Molly grimaced as a loud crash came from outside.

“Uh oh,” she groaned.

Marina made her way over to the tent flap to see what had happened, but before she could look out, someone else barged their way in.

It was Mrs. Teller, a tall, thin civilian woman who hated kids and noise, but who most of all hated the Millinery. Sweet Issa, how she hated it. ‘A useless organization. All they do is make noise and teach their children to throw sharp things at innocent people!’ she would often scold. And now here she was, with a scowl on her face, a broken pot in one hand, and the set of blades in the other.

“A SET OF KNIVES JUST CAME FLYING OUT OF THE SKY AND BROKE MY POT!” she screeched at the top of her lungs, throwing the Homburg blades down at their feet as she did so.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Teller, it’s my fault,” Marina said, quietly but firmly. “My aim is off.”

“Your aim? Your aim isn’t what I’m worried about! You hit a bullseye on my pot, after all! Why don’t you watch what you’re doing, you stupid good for nothing?”

Molly was standing beside Marina, watching the middle-aged civilian woman throw a Queen-sized hissy fit. At first, Mrs. Teller’s screaming had freaked her out, the way it did all the kids in the Alyssian Camp. Although they had been told time and time again that she was really a good woman despite all of her tantrums, the children of the Alyssian Camp were convinced that there was something wrong with her. Behind her back, they preferred to call her “Ms. Redd”, after their current temper-tantrum-prone queen.

Molly had always disliked this woman, but now, Mrs. Teller wasn’t just yelling at her and the other kids for something that they probably deserved. Now, she was yelling at Marina, who hadn’t done anything at all. Molly stepped forward in between them defiantly.

“Don’t yell at Marina,” she said. “It’s not her fault. I threw the Homburg.”

Mrs. Teller stopped in mid insult.

“How dare you talk to me like that! I should have you-“ Suddenly, she stopped. Her eyes squinted together sharply as she looked at Molly’s neck.

“Oh,” she snorted. “Well, I’m no longer surprised. You Halfers never think about anyone else. You only care for yourselves and whatever makes you feel good at the moment. I won’t get anywhere by asking for a little respect from the likes of you.”

Turning around, the woman marched back out of the tent, leaving a stunned Marina and a hurt Molly behind.

“Don’t listen to her, Molly,” Marina said, kneeling down beside the girl and placing a hand on her shoulder. “She just doesn’t understand.”

“But she’s not the only one,” Molly grumbled. “A few civilians are nice to me, and a few Milliners –like you- are nice too, but mostly, everyone just looks right through me, like I’m not even here. I know they see me, but they act as if I don’t exist. Because I’m different than them. Because I’m a Halfer.”

“Molly listen to me,” Marina said. “People are going to treat you different, it’s true. But that’s only because they don’t understand. You need to show them that they’re wrong, Molly. You need to show them that it’s not what you are, but who you are that counts.”

Molly smiled quietly, and looked up at Marina. The Milliner woman smiled back, and stood up. In her hand was the Homburg that Mrs. Teller had thrown on the ground.

“Are you ready for a little more practice?” she asked.

“Do you really think I should?”

“Oh, yes. I think you should. You have talent, and that’s not something that should be thrown away just because of one grouchy civilian.”


I am going to post more of it in a seperate post, because it's too long for one.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Okay, here's the rest:

Molly and Marina practiced for hours. It was starting to get late when the tent flap opened and two tall men in hats and long coats like Marina’s walked in.

“Karl. Aubin,” Marina acknowledged with a nod of her head.

“Marina,” they replied with a similar nod.

Cutter Karl was an elderly Milliner, but he still had enough fight in him to take down anything that might cross his path looking for a fight. More importantly, he was one of those few people who didn’t mind the fact that Molly, a Halfer, would hang out in the Millinery tents and practice under Marina’s watchful eye. Sometimes, he would also give her a pointer or two.

Molly knew Hatter Aubin well enough to realize that he was one of the people you didn’t want to mess with. He was always staring at her angrily, and while Marina claimed that he treated everyone like that, Molly knew that he especially hated her because she was a Halfer. He was always putting her down, no matter what she accomplished. Today was no different.

“Homburg Marina?” he said, emotionless as always.

“Yes, Hatter Aubin?” she replied. Molly knew something bad was coming. They never called each other by their full Millinery titles unless they were going to disagree about something.

“What have you been doing in your spare time today?”

“I have been training.”

“Indeed. Have you been training yourself?”

“No. I have been training the future of the Millinery.”

Molly felt herself blushing just a little. Marina had never before said that she thought Molly had a future in the Millinery.

“Homburg Marina,” Aubin said, breaking into Molly’s moment of happiness, “have you been training that Halfer again?”

“Now, hold on a minute, Aubin,” Cutter Karl interrupted. “Don’t start talking like that. I think you’re being unfair to Molly. Halfer or no, she has natural skill. And it’s not like the Millinery is blooming. Don’t you see? She can carry on the practice of the Millinery. Who knows if we’ll survive this ordeal with Redd. We need someone who will be our future, who will carry on our practices into the era of peace that will come with Princess Alyss’ return.”

“If she returns,” Aubin scoffed, “which is highly unlikely. Cutter Karl, you know as well as I do that there are entire families of Milliners hiding as civilians in Wondertropolis. It is their children who will carry on the future of the Millinery, not this Halfer that you both insist on training.”

“But Molly has talent,” Marina protested.

Hatter Aubin stared down at Molly, who was watching him angrily from behind Marina.

“How dare he think he can make a fool of me just because he’s thirty and I’m eleven. That doesn’t give him the right to push me around,” Molly thought.

“She does not have a future in the Millinery,” Aubin growled. “And all of you know it. If Hatter Madigan were here, he would agree with me.”

There was the name. Again. It seemed that whenever the Millinery was mentioned, the name “Hatter Madigan” was not far behind. Molly understood that he had been a great warrior, the best of his generation, and had served as a bodyguard for Queen Genevive. When the House of Hearts was in desperate need, it was Hatter Madigan who had come to the rescue by taking the heir to the throne and fleeing with her into the Pool of Tears, from which no one had ever come back. Or at least, that’s what some of the trees in the Whispering Woods, which overlooked the Pool of Tears, had reported. The Cat, Redd’s chief assassin, claimed that he had ripped Hatter Madigan and Princess Alyss into tiny shreds and then thrown those into the pool. But no one among the Alyssians believed him. They all trusted that, somewhere, Hatter Madigan and Princess Alyss, the two characters who had now become legends in this war, were safe.

Molly had never met Hatter Madigan. He had left before she was born. Maybe that was the reason that she was not as awestruck about him as everyone else was. Oh, she knew that he was someone great and important; someone that every Milliner should look up to; someone who had taken the Millinery to a whole new level of fighting. But she didn’t feel anything beyond that. That’s why, when Aubin said that Hatter Madigan would agree with him, she couldn’t have cared less. Instead, it made her burst out.

“Who cares what Hatter Madigan would have thought!” Molly said loudly. Aubin gasped, which was probably the most emotion she’d ever seen out of him, and even Marina and Karl looked as if they didn’t know what to make out of her outburst.

“I know that Hatter Madigan was the greatest Milliner who ever lived,” Molly continued, “and I respect him for that. But he’s not here right now. So who cares what he would have thought.”

“I care,” Aubin said through clenched teeth. “And if you really did want to be one of us, you would care, too. It’s every Milliner’s dream to be just the way that Hatter was.”

“Well, it’s not my dream,” Molly blurted angrily. “I don’t want to be like Hatter Madigan. I want to be my own Milliner. Not a little version of him. I’d like to be able to fight like him, and who wouldn’t want to be important to the Queendom the way that he was. But that’s it. I am not going to only think like he would, talk like he would, live like he would. I’m gonna be myself, and that’s it.”

Aubin’s face became slightly red. Molly could only imagine how mad he really was. Without another word, he turned and left the tent.

“Molly, you are very brave,” Cutter Karl said quietly, “but I don’t think that was the best thing to do. Aubin is very... firm in his devotion to Hatter Madigan. It was probably not in your best interests to disrespect that.”

“Well, he should figure out that it’s not in his best interests to disrespect me,” Molly muttered. “Besides, I spoke the truth. That’s how I feel about it. I do respect Hatter Madigan, I really do. I think it would have been awesome to meet him, to get tips from him, and maybe be a little bit like him. But I want to be my own person. I wonder when Hatter Aubin’s gonna realize that.”

“Probably never,” Marina said quietly, “but that’s okay. You don’t need to worry about what he says. Molly, I personally think that you are the best fighter that I have ever seen for your age. If the Millinery schools were up and running, I would put you in with the sixteen year olds.”

“Do... do you really think I’m that good?” Molly asked.

“Of course I do,” Marina answered. “I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t really think it.”

“I wish there really were Millinery schools still running,” Molly said. “Then I could graduate and get a rank and a job and everything. That would be my dream.”

“You really want to be a Milliner?” Karl asked, shaking his head. “Do you realize how hard of a job that is? In all seriousness, I believe you could be a great Milliner, but it might be in your better interests to just live the life of a civilian, Molly.”

“But if I did that, I wouldn’t be happy.”

Marina and Karl looked up at each other. They both knew exactly what the girl was talking about... a need to give yourself to the service of White Imagination, to become one of the Queendom’s elite fighters and live by the Millinery Code of Honor, even though the danger was great. They had both seen enough of their friends killed to know how dangerous it was. But they also knew the joy that their job could bring. The joy of knowing that you were doing exactly what you were made to do.

“Well then, Molly,” Marina said with a small smile, “you keep working at whatever makes you happiest.”

“Then I belong right here, working at Millinery skills,” Molly replied, “because I’m never happier than when I am when I’m here. Marina, do you think that there will ever be a Millinery school opened again?”

“I never thought I’d see the day when you actually wanted to go to a school,” Karl said.

“Oh, I don’t want a school opened for the sake of school,” Molly said, grimacing. “But if a school opened, then I would be able to graduate and chose a title, and be a real Milliner and do important work.”

Marina smiled again.

“Molly, I’d say you already graduated,” she said.

“Marina, that doesn’t make sense. How can I graduate when there isn’t a school?”

“You’ve graduated the Millinery School of the Alyssian Camp here in the Everlasting forest! I’ve been working with you ever since you were five years old, and I think you’re ready for graduation.”

“Really?” Molly gushed.

“Yes. But you know, being a full fledged Milliner isn’t easy. It means more work and dedication, and lots more practice.”

“I can do it,” Molly said with determination.

“I know you can,” Marina replied. “You might not know just yet what it means to be a Milliner, but I know that, in time, you will.”

“What title do you think she is, Marina?” Karl asked with just a trace of a smile.

“Hmmm... I’d say...” Marina began, but Molly cut in,

“Oh! Please let me be a Homburg, like you, Marina!”

“That sounds about right,” Marina said with a nod.

“ ‘Homburg Molly’. Yes, it sounds just right,” the eleven year old thought with pride.



Still more to come later on. For right now, I would really like to know how the characters came across. Particularly the three Milliners. Who do you guys like/dislike, who do you sympathize with?

[Mara Madigan]

Still more to come later on. For right now, I would really like to know how the characters came across. Particularly the three Milliners. Who do you guys like/dislike, who do you sympathize with?


i like the three miliners a lot!

i also think thats the right attitude for a eleven year old molly to act;)

[homburgmolly_fan]

i like the three miliners a lot!

i also think thats the right attitude for a eleven year old molly to act;)

Yay! Good. Thanks, Mara. :)

[Mara Madigan]

Yay! Good. Thanks, Mara. :)

your welcome
;)

[The Hattertant]

I love the entire thing, HM_F. You're doing an excellent job. ^_^ (Even if the giant yellow letters are scary...-_-) And, the characters were great. Well introduced and everything.

It really, really reminded me of the Millinery I was in, because Hatter Madigan left there too, and his name was continuously mentioned despite his absence. For example, "I'm doing what Madigan would have wanted us to do" or "Madigan would never have approved of that". And yes, it did even come up that "Since Madigan isn't here, why are we doing things the way HE would have wanted it? He's gone now." Amazingly, I have known people just like Karl, Aubin, and Marina within a Millinery organization. I easily conected with them in the story. You did a great job.

[homburgmolly_fan]

I love the entire thing, HM_F. You're doing an excellent job. ^_^ (Even if the giant yellow letters are scary...-_-) And, the characters were great. Well introduced and everything.

It really, really reminded me of the Millinery I was in, because Hatter Madigan left there too, and his name was continuously mentioned despite his absence. For example, "I'm doing what Madigan would have wanted us to do" or "Madigan would never have approved of that". And yes, it did even come up that "Since Madigan isn't here, why are we doing things the way HE would have wanted it? He's gone now." Amazingly, I have known people just like Karl, Aubin, and Marina within a Millinery organization. I easily conected with them in the story. You did a great job.

Ah! Thank you so much! You have made my day!

Yeah, the big yellow letters were pretty scary, I know. Next time I think I'm just going to put them in normal sized font. But I like having them yellow so that you know what is fan fic and what is not.

Again, thanks so much!!!! :)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Hey TWiNZ! I've been waiting to hear what you think of my dialogue. :)

[theTWiNZ]

Hey TWiNZ! I've been waiting to hear what you think of my dialogue. :)

Patience, my friend, patience.

There are many things to say. ;)

[Mara Madigan]

Patience, my friend, patience.

There are many things to say. ;)

okay okay LOL

[Homburg.Hellie]

fanfic update:

"How could they?!" she thought, "Disowned like a broken piece of furniture!" The poor girl was striding around Wondertropolis mumbling her thoughts to herself. Wonderlanders moved out of her away as she began to storm through the streets, knocking over anything that stood in her way. She didn't know where she was going and what she would do when she arrived there, but one thing she knew for certain: one day ALL of Wonderland would fear Redd Heart.

The journey through chessboard desert was long and lonely. Although because Redd wasn't what one would consider a "people person" she was content with the loneliness. After a time, she wished she had a companion there. Redd always enjoyed Arch's company. How she wished was here now to listen to her rantings about her exile. "maybe I should go to Boarderland," she thought, "who would miss me here anyway?" Her final destination was supposed to be Mount Isolation, but she had had a rough day and could use some cheering up. She was very pleased that she could still disobey her parents orders even after she was no longer their daughter.

Redd creeped into Boarderland, hoping that the place had not yet received the news of her exile. If they had, it was obvious they didn't care. Boarderland, and especially Arch, had never liked Wonderland because it was a Queendom. "Smart country for hating Wonderland," Redd thought, "but it's not the Queendom that should be hated, it's the queens."

As Redd approached Arch's "palace", she could hear his silly girls giggling. Arch was always with many different women. He was Boarderland's biggest player. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything." Redd announced as she waltzed into the room.
"Ah Rose Heart! No of course not. There is always room for another. Especially when she is a woman." Arch said.
"You wish." Redd mumbled as she rolled her eyes."But it would be nice if your little whores could go away for a minute, so we can talk."
"Do i detected a hint of jealousy?"
"More like aggravation."
Arch shooed away the girls and after they were gone informed Redd, "Do not call them whores, that would insinuate they are being paid. They are only here to please their future king."
"Wipe that smirk off your face." Redd ordered. "Oh and I am no longer going by "Rose Heart", it's Redd now."
"Taking the exile to heart I see." Arch observed. Redd looked shocked. "Yes I know about it. Not the fun details of course but the summary of the events. Word of it arrived just before you did actually. I am pleasantly surprised to see you Rose...I mean Redd. I must say though, I would have thought you would have gone on a monstrous killing spree or atleast caused a war."
"Oh don't you worry Arch, not all lives were spared," Redd gloated, remembering when she had killed her mother following her exile. "And a war is inevitable. I just need an army."


DUN DUN DUN DUN!

So what do you think?

[Mara Madigan]

i llllllllooooooooooooovvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeee it!!!!!!!!!! ssssssooooo Redd and Arch

[homburgmolly_fan]

Patience, my friend, patience.

There are many things to say. ;)

Uh oh. That does not sound good. *Hides under bed*


fanfic update:

"How could they?!" she thought, "Disowned like a broken piece of furniture!" The poor girl was striding around Wondertropolis mumbling her thoughts to herself. Wonderlanders moved out of her away as she began to storm through the streets, knocking over anything that stood in her way. She didn't know where she was going and what she would do when she arrived there, but one thing she knew for certain: one day ALL of Wonderland would fear Redd Heart.

The journey through chessboard desert was long and lonely. Although because Redd wasn't what one would consider a "people person" she was content with the loneliness. After a time, she wished she had a companion there. Redd always enjoyed Arch's company. How she wished was here now to listen to her rantings about her exile. "maybe I should go to Boarderland," she thought, "who would miss me here anyway?" Her final destination was supposed to be Mount Isolation, but she had had a rough day and could use some cheering up. She was very pleased that she could still disobey her parents orders even after she was no longer their daughter.

Redd creeped into Boarderland, hoping that the place had not yet received the news of her exile. If they had, it was obvious they didn't care. Boarderland, and especially Arch, had never liked Wonderland because it was a Queendom. "Smart country for hating Wonderland," Redd thought, "but it's not the Queendom that should be hated, it's the queens."

As Redd approached Arch's "palace", she could hear his silly girls giggling. Arch was always with many different women. He was Boarderland's biggest player. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything." Redd announced as she waltzed into the room.
"Ah Rose Heart! No of course not. There is always room for another. Especially when she is a woman." Arch said.
"You wish." Redd mumbled as she rolled her eyes."But it would be nice if your little whores could go away for a minute, so we can talk."
"Do i detected a hint of jealousy?"
"More like aggravation."
Arch shooed away the girls and after they were gone informed Redd, "Do not call them whores, that would insinuate they are being paid. They are only here to please their future king."
"Wipe that smirk off your face." Redd ordered. "Oh and I am no longer going by "Rose Heart", it's Redd now."
"Taking the exile to heart I see." Arch observed. Redd looked shocked. "Yes I know about it. Not the fun details of course but the summary of the events. Word of it arrived just before you did actually. I am pleasantly surprised to see you Rose...I mean Redd. I must say though, I would have thought you would have gone on a monstrous killing spree or atleast caused a war."
"Oh don't you worry Arch, not all lives were spared," Redd gloated, remembering when she had killed her mother following her exile. "And a war is inevitable. I just need an army."


DUN DUN DUN DUN!

So what do you think?

AWESOME! It's very Redd and also very Arch. Their characters came across perfectly. Your fan fics get better and better every time I read them!

[Homburg.Hellie]

i llllllllooooooooooooovvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeee it!!!!!!!!!! ssssssooooo Redd and Arch

yay! thanks!
i have to wait 2 days before I can post on fanfiction.net :(
darn. I'll forget. But I'll keep updating on here!


Uh oh. That does not sound good. *Hides under bed*



AWESOME! It's very Redd and also very Arch. Their characters came across perfectly. Your fan fics get better and better every time I read them!

THANKS!!!! :)

[grdonathan]

I was actually working a bit on the Weaver/Hatter fic...I'll post up some of it tomorrow. :) I'm really trying to get back in here. I'm really sorry I've been gone guys...life's nutters right now.

[homburgmolly_fan]

I was actually working a bit on the Weaver/Hatter fic...I'll post up some of it tomorrow. :) I'm really trying to get back in here. I'm really sorry I've been gone guys...life's nutters right now.

Yay! She's coming back. Oh, excuse me for a minute, GD... *Turns around and yells over shoulder* I TOLD you she'd be back, TWiNZ! Ha ha ha!

I can't wait to read your fan fic! :)

[theTWiNZ]

Yay! She's coming back. Oh, excuse me for a minute, GD... *Turns around and yells over shoulder* I TOLD you she'd be back, TWiNZ! Ha ha ha!

I can't wait to read your fan fic! :)

We never said that she wouldn't!!!! DORKUS. :p

HI GRD!!!!!

[theTWiNZ]

I was actually working a bit on the Weaver/Hatter fic...I'll post up some of it tomorrow. :) I'm really trying to get back in here. I'm really sorry I've been gone guys...life's nutters right now.

It's ok. We understand, GRD. I think while you're filtering into the forums, we'll be filtering off. :rolleyes:

I hope you post up your fan fic before we goooo! :D

[homburgmolly_fan]

We never said that she wouldn't!!!! DORKUS. :p

You said the only way to get her back on was to ignore her. I say I'm not going to do that and PRESTO! Back she comes! LOL ha ha ha haaaaa!!!!! :D

[homburgmolly_fan]

Drum roll please! *Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dunnnnnnnnn!*

LOL. Okay, sorry about that. It's just that I've finished with the next part of my Molly fan fic... the hardest part for me to write. Hope you like it!

BTW, once again, it'll be in two parts because it's too long for once post.


That night, Molly went to sleep feeling more content than she ever had before. Homburg Marina had given her permission to sleep in her own private tent, which was right next to the one that Hatter Aubin and Cutter Karl shared. A few other Milliners had tents pitched nearby. Molly loved having sleep-overs at Marina’s tent. Not only did it make her feel more like an actual Milliner, but it also meant that she didn’t have to sleep beneath a tree, or ask for shelter for the night from one of the few civilians who liked her. She hated doing that. It felt so much like begging. So whenever Marina offered to let Molly sleep there with her... the girl greatly appreciated it.

She had settled down to sleep across from Marina. The soft pillow and huge quilt surrounded her, making her body feel as satisfied as her mind was from knowing that she had done well that evening. Over and over, she mentally repeated her new name.

“Homburg Molly. Homburg Molly. Homburg Molly.”

Something landed next to her with a thump. Molly’s eyes flew open. She’d fallen asleep, and she had probably been sleeping for most of the night. Outside the tent flap, the part of the sky that was just visible through the treetops of the Everlasting Forest was streaked with gentle pink. Sunrise was coming soon.

Something else was thrown to the floor of the tent. Molly turned her head and saw Marina rustling through all of her belongings hastily. She was lifting bags and clothes and pulling out hidden knives from underneath them. She already had several daggers in her hand.

“Marina, what are you doing?” Molly whispered. Marina didn’t answer, she merely reached under a crude wooden bench and pulled out a long, gleaming sword, which she swiftly attached to her belt.

“Marina?” Molly repeated. Without even turning around, Marina replied,

“Cutter Karl went out to Wondertropolis to answer an SOS call from an Alyssian. Now, he sent out an SOS. I have to answer. I have to make sure that Cutter Karl is alright.”

“Let me come with you!” Molly begged.

“Too dangerous!”

Without even waiting for an answer, Homburg Marina sprinted out of the tent.

Molly threw back her blanket and reached for her shoes.

“I’m not gonna wait here and do nothing,” she thought. “What if Homburg Marina and Cutter Karl could use my help?”

Looking over to the wooden bench, Molly saw a crystal communicator lying on the bench, still glowing gently. That meant that Marina had left it on. She scooped it up, and looked at it. In the corner was a small space to touch if you wanted to reply recent messages. Molly touched it and immediately an image of Cutter Karl sprung into view. He was sweaty and bloody, and had his sword drawn.

“Homburg Marina!” he gasped. “Need backup! Rose street! Hurry!”

With that, the image paused. The transmission had been cut off. But Molly already knew what she wanted to know.

“Rose street. They’re on Rose Street.”

It was kind of creepy to be sneaking around the camp so early in the morning. Most of the Alyssians were still sleeping, and would be for perhaps an hour or longer. Molly made her way out of the camp and kept going towards Wondertropolis, until she came to her first roadblock: the wall of Deflection. The Wall of Deflection was a row of looking glasses set up side by side, to confuse anyone who may have been trying to look for the Alyssian Headquarters. The guards were Molly’s real problem. They would let Alyssians pass, but an eleven year old with no adult supervision? No way.

“Adult supervision is so overrated,” Molly mumbled under her breath as she looked at the rows of mirrors from around the base of a thick tree.
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and tried to remember everything that Homburg Marina had taught her about being stealthy.

“Concentrate, and don’t let adrenaline take over. That can make you reckless and compromise your secrecy. Focus on where you have to go, and get there quickly.”

Molly opened her eyes, and watched the nearby guard strolling aimlessly along the edge of the perimeter. He wasn’t expecting anything this early in the morning. As soon as he turned his back, she made her move.

Molly had run many, many times before, but never like this. Her feet barely touched the ground, and they whipped so quickly over the dew-laden grass that barely a sound was made. The guard didn’t even hear her slip around the wall of mirrors and into the shadows of the forest beyond.


* * * * *

[homburgmolly_fan]

Okay here's the next part. :)



It seemed as if it took forever for Molly to reach Wondertropolis. But finally, the dirty, grubby, smoke filled building rose into sight. She was one of the very few who did not know what Wondertropolis had looked like before Redd took it over, did not have any memories of these buildings looking bright and shiny and beautiful. To Molly, the Heart Palace had always been just a pile of rubble, and Redd had always been the one on the throne, wearing the crown she had taken from her younger sister’s head after she herself had cloven it from the royal shoulders.

Therefore, Molly did not experience the sorrow or reminiscing thoughts that many others would have felt as she quickly ran through the abandoned streets. She was getting there; just a few more streets over and she would be at Rose street.

Finally, she reached it. It was lightly illuminated by the rising twin suns, enough for Molly to see the broken cobblestones and piles of garbage that were typical to all the streets in Wondertropolis.

“There’s no one here!” Molly thought frantically.

But there was something else even more unusual. Whereas all the other streets had been dry, this one was wet. Molly looked down at her feet, which were barely touching a puddle of liquid. Kneeling down, she put her fingers into it and then raised them to her face to see.

The liquid was red. That’s when Molly realized what it was.

“It’s... blood!”

The whole street was covered in streaks and puddles of blood. Molly forgot everything that Homburg Marina had told her about keeping cool in times of trouble, about not letting your emotions get the better of you. Her heart hammering so hard that she thought it would wake up everyone who lived in Wondertropolis, she began to walk rapidly down the street, whispering loudly,

“Homburg Marina? Cutter Karl? Homburg Marina!”

Her feet hit something, and she picked it up. Even though it was broken and ripped, it still felt familiar to her touch, like the embrace of an old friend. It was Marina’s Homburg, ripped in several places, with the blades hanging out and the caterpillar threads that it was made from waving in the open air.

“MARINA!”

Holding the mutilated Homburg, Molly began to run up and down the nearby streets, searching for some sign of Cutter Karl or Homburg Marina. Everywhere she found destroyed pieces of Glass Eyes, Redd’s favorite fighting force, and occasionally a tatter of a Millinery coat or a fallen knife.

Finally, three streets across from Rose Street, Molly spotted something that made her want to just drop down to the ground and die. The figure of a woman stretched across the cobblestones, surrounded by blood.

“Homburg Marina! No!” Molly gasped as she dashed forward and wrapped her arms around the woman’s head, lifting her up from the pool of blood.

It seemed that there was not a single part of Marina’s body that was not scratched or mutilated in some way. There were several gaping wounds in her torso, a deep gash to her forehead, and three of her fingers were completely gone.

“Marina! Marina!” Molly repeated, shaking her gently. “Come on, get up. You’ve gotta be okay, Marina!”

The eyes flickered and then opened. Molly watched the dark pupils search wildly, trying to see who was there, and then finally they settled onto the girl’s face.

“M... Molly...” Marina choked.

“I’m here, Marina. It’s okay, don’t worry. You’re gonna be alright.”

“I don’t... think so...” she whispered in a cracking voice.

“What happened, Marina?” Molly asked, holding back tears. “Where’s Cutter Karl?”

“Dead... we were... ambushed by more... Glass Eyes than... we could handle... they were everywhere... the Alyssian who called Karl... set us up...”

Molly felt her head spinning wildly. Cutter Karl was dead? An Alyssian had betrayed them to Redd? Who could have done something so terrible?

Marina gasped in pain, and reached up towards Molly grasping her shoulder.

“Molly, I’m not gonna... make it...”

“Yes you are, Marina. You are!”

“No... I’m not going to get to see... the return of peace to Wonderland... but you... you will, Molly. Remember what I... taught you...”

Her hand slipped down from Molly’s shoulder, and her tense body went limp.

“MARINA!” Molly screamed. But she already knew the truth. Marina was dead. Karl was dead. Everyone she loved was gone.

Molly felt a sob rip out from deep inside of her. Leaning down over Marina’s still body, she laid her head onto that of her best friend, and began to cry as she never had before. She didn’t know if she would ever be able to stop sobbing, and she really didn’t care.

When Hatter Aubin and one of the other Milliners, who had received Cutter Karl’s SOS too late, turned the corner, they saw a girl with arms wrapped around a disfigured body, a broken homburg clutched in one of her hands, crying as if the world had stopped.

Because, for her, it had.



* * * *


When they arrived back at the Camp in the Everlasting Forest, Molly crawled into Homburg Marina’s tent, picked up the blanket that the woman had slept under the night before, and wrapped it around herself. For a brief instant, it made her feel as if Marina and Karl were still there. But no, they –or rather, what was left of their bodies- were outside. The other Milliners were going to bury them. Molly knew that she should go and be there, as a final sign of respect for her friends, but she couldn’t. She couldn’t watch the only two people who had ever accepted her and made her feel like a whole person be put down into the ground, never to return.

Instead, she looked down at Marina’s broken Homburg, which she was still holding in her hands. Carefully, she lifted one of the formerly hidden blades and put it back into its place. A strand of blue caterpillar silk was dragging along the ground. Molly lifted it and began to weave it back into place, the way Marina had described when she had told Molly about how she’d made her hat. Now there should be a piece of orange thread, but that seemed to be missing. Reaching over towards Cutter Karl’s hat (which was even more broken than Marina’s) she pulled out a strand of orange and wove it into Marina’s hat.

By the time Hatter Aubin came into the tent, Molly had a nearly complete Homburg sitting in her lap. She paused, and looked up at Hatter Aubin, who was standing there with a piece of clothing in his hands.

“I know... I’ve been a bit rough on you, Molly,” Aubin said. Molly didn’t reply anything out loud, but inside, she was scoffing. “A bit”?

“I know that you know how Marina and Karl and I would argue over you,” he continued. “But they were my friends, too, and I miss them as much as you do.”

“No one can miss them as much as I do,” Molly mumbled.

“Anyways... I thought you might like to have this,” he finished. Stepping towards her, he laid down the article of clothing that he’d held. It was a Millinery jacket of dark, cracked leather, ripped in places and splattered with blood in others. Molly knew that coat. She put aside the Homburg and lifted the jacket up, looking at it with tears in her eyes.

“It was Marina’s,” Aubin said. Without another word, he turned and left the tent.

Molly unwrapped the blanket from around herself and put on the coat instead. It was a bit too big for her, but she didn’t mind. Lifting up the Homburg once again, she fitted one last piece of cloth from Cutter Karl’s hat into place. The Homburg was completely fixed. Molly flicked it, and it transformed into a set of rotating “S” blades. She thought back to the day before, when Marina and Karl had declared her a Homburg and had made her feel so whole. She could almost hear Marina’s words again, echoing through her head.

“You might not know just yet what it means to be a Milliner, but I know that, in time, you will.”

Molly turned the “S” blades back into their hat shape, and lifted the Homburg to her own head. The blood, the wounds, and Marina’s last breath flashed through her mind.

What did it mean to be a Milliner? Now she knew.

[The Hattertant]

Wonderful wonderful wonderful. I don't know what to say except that I love it. I love it. It's better than words can describe. I hate when that happens. No, I love when that happens. It means that what I just read was utterly amazing. That's a very good thing.

Awesome work, HM_F.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Wonderful wonderful wonderful. I don't know what to say except that I love it. I love it. It's better than words can describe. I hate when that happens. No, I love when that happens. It means that what I just read was utterly amazing. That's a very good thing.

Awesome work, HM_F.

AHHHHHHH thank you sooooooooo much! That means so much to me! I wrote it pretty quick, but it was a hard write. Probably because I can get so much into Molly's character that I saw it all directly from her perspective. A couple of times I had to blink back tears. LOL. :rolleyes:

Thank you, Hattertant, for your kind words! You made my day! *Hugs Hattertant*

[The Hattertant]

AHHHHHHH thank you sooooooooo much! That means so much to me! I wrote it pretty quick, but it was a hard write. Probably because I can get so much into Molly's character that I saw it all directly from her perspective. A couple of times I had to blink back tears. LOL. :rolleyes:

Thank you, Hattertant, for your kind words! You made my day! *Hugs Hattertant*


Eeep. ^_^ You're most welcome. ^_^ More than welcome, in fact. ^_^ Makes me happy to know that my happiness made you happy which in turn made me happy again, so we've got happiness all around! Like drinks.

And getting into character is what makes the whole thing even better. I do that all the time with Hatter. :D Somethimes when I think about him, I start acting like him. And then my friends get scared because I'm not acting like myself. XD I do it subconsciously too, so I can't even tell...

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"You're all quiet and you don't look happy!"
"Oh."
"So what's wrong?"
"...."

[homburgmolly_fan]

Eeep. ^_^ You're most welcome. ^_^ More than welcome, in fact. ^_^ Makes me happy to know that my happiness made you happy which in turn made me happy again, so we've got happiness all around! Like drinks.

And getting into character is what makes the whole thing even better. I do that all the time with Hatter. :D Somethimes when I think about him, I start acting like him. And then my friends get scared because I'm not acting like myself. XD I do it subconsciously too, so I can't even tell...

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"You're all quiet and you don't look happy!"
"Oh."
"So what's wrong?"
"...."

LOL that's funny! And I know exactly what you mean about getting into the character without even meaning it! I do that all the time. (Only for Molly, not Hatter. LOL)

And, OMGosh, I just went and looked over my fan fic again and realized that there are like a BAZILLION typos. I'm so sorry. I didn't see those when I was first typing it out. :(

[The Hattertant]

LOL that's funny! And I know exactly what you mean about getting into the character without even meaning it! I do that all the time. (Only for Molly, not Hatter. LOL)

And, OMGosh, I just went and looked over my fan fic again and realized that there are like a BAZILLION typos. I'm so sorry. I didn't see those when I was first typing it out. :(


Typos? Dear me, I don't think I remember seeing any. It was great the way it was. ^_^


So I was in math class the other day and I started writing out the strangest, randomist idea..... for a story about Hatter Rohin and Hatter Tock. The two characters that mysteriously diasppeared and were never mentioned or heard from again in Seeing Redd. For some reason, I just feel like writing about them. That's right; not Alyss, Dodge, Hatter Madigan, or Molly or any of the others, but the two least mentioned characters in the entire series. (Aside from Frog. He was only metioned once. Tock and Rohin were mentioned twice. XD )

[homburgmolly_fan]

Typos? Dear me, I don't think I remember seeing any. It was great the way it was. ^_^


So I was in math class the other day and I started writing out the strangest, randomist idea..... for a story about Hatter Rohin and Hatter Tock. The two characters that mysteriously diasppeared and were never mentioned or heard from again in Seeing Redd. For some reason, I just feel like writing about them. That's right; not Alyss, Dodge, Hatter Madigan, or Molly or any of the others, but the two least mentioned characters in the entire series. (Aside from Frog. He was only metioned once. Tock and Rohin were mentioned twice. XD )


OH! DO IT!

That sounds so cool! I always wondered what happened to them. :)

[adventurer monkey]

O...MY...GOSH!!!!!!!!

That is FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVED it!!!!! :D AHHHHH!!!!!!! *happy fangirl screams*

Okay, I'm done with that. But that was completely amazing! I am so jelous that I can't write that well:p

nice work Molly :)

[homburgmolly_fan]

O...MY...GOSH!!!!!!!!

That is FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVED it!!!!! :D AHHHHH!!!!!!! *happy fangirl screams*

Okay, I'm done with that. But that was completely amazing! I am so jelous that I can't write that well

nice work Molly

Awwwwwww.... thank you SO MUCH! :) This is going to sound wierd but I am happy because no one has ever been jealous of anything I've done before. LOL. I know, that probably sounds terrible. :eek: But still, it makes me feel happy. Thank you, Monkey.

I'm really glad I've been getting some positive thoughts about this part of the fan fic. I wasn't sure what you guys would think of it because it was kinda dark and I REALLY didn't want the death scene to come off as cheesy or scripted.

Did it come off that way to you guys? :confused:

[adventurer monkey]

Awwwwwww.... thank you SO MUCH! :) This is going to sound wierd but I am happy because no one has ever been jealous of anything I've done before. LOL. I know, that probably sounds terrible. :eek: But still, it makes me feel happy. Thank you, Monkey.

I'm really glad I've been getting some positive thoughts about this part of the fan fic. I wasn't sure what you guys would think of it because it was kinda dark and I REALLY didn't want the death scene to come off as cheesy or scripted.

Did it come off that way to you guys? :confused:

You're welcome. I'm glad my jelousy makes you feel special. LOL

And the death seen was anything BUT cheesy and scripted:D It was heart wrenching, and wonderfully horrible! And I could swear I felt a tear trickle down my cheek at the end. LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

You're welcome. I'm glad my jelousy makes you feel special. LOL

And the death seen was anything BUT cheesy and scripted:D It was heart wrenching, and wonderfully horrible! And I could swear I felt a tear trickle down my cheek at the end. LOL

Ah, thank you! Good to know I got the reaction I was hoping for! See, I didn't want it to be too "typical". Like, feeling the body going limp... the hand slipping from the shoulder... I was afraid that those might be like some sort of B-rated movie. LOL

[adventurer monkey]

Ah, thank you! Good to know I got the reaction I was hoping for! See, I didn't want it to be too "typical". Like, feeling the body going limp... the hand slipping from the shoulder... I was afraid that those might be like some sort of B-rated movie. LOL

No, no! it was great!!!:D

[homburgmolly_fan]

No, no! it was great!!!:D

Good!

But so was there anything else that needed work? I mean, I hate crit with every bone in my body, but at the same time I kinda want it because I want to make my work better. :)

[adventurer monkey]

Good!

But so was there anything else that needed work? I mean, I hate crit with every bone in my body, but at the same time I kinda want it because I want to make my work better. :)

Well, it's good that you don't like crit, 'cause I'm no good at it:D

Umm...If you ask me it was perfect. You got Molly down like you were actually her. It was great:D

P.S. I am not sucking up. I'm in just a really good mood today. Also, I can't give critisism to save my life:p

[homburgmolly_fan]

You got Molly down like you were actually her.


Ha, that's the best compliment I've ever gotten in all my life! :)

[adventurer monkey]

Ha, that's the best compliment I've ever gotten in all my life! :)

:D:D:DI knew would like that!

[homburgmolly_fan]

So Monkey, when are you gonna do a fan fic? :)

[adventurer monkey]

So Monkey, when are you gonna do a fan fic? :)

I dunno. I want to do one...I just don't have any ideas:rolleyes:

Why do you ask?:D

[homburgmolly_fan]

I dunno. I want to do one...I just don't have any ideas:rolleyes:

Why do you ask?:D

Becase I think you would be good at it. :)

[adventurer monkey]

Becase I think you would be good at it. :)

Thanks:) If only my mind could think of something for one:mad: But right now it's full of algabra! stupid math test!!!

[homburgmolly_fan]

Thanks If only my mind could think of something for one But right now it's full of algabra! stupid math test!!!

GAH! I hates algebra with every bone in my body. :mad: :mad:

[adventurer monkey]

GAH! I hates algebra with every bone in my body. :mad: :mad:

Along with crit?:p

But, I KNOW! Algabra is just wrong!!!:mad:

[homburgmolly_fan]

Along with crit?:p

But, I KNOW! Algabra is just wrong!!!:mad:

LOL I hate algebra more than crit. :mad:

[adventurer monkey]

LOL I hate algebra more than crit. :mad:

DOWN WITH ALGEBRA!!!!:mad: UP WITH IMAGINATION!!!!:D

[homburgmolly_fan]

DOWN WITH ALGEBRA!!!!:mad: UP WITH IMAGINATION!!!!:D

WOOOOOOOO!!!!!! :D

Although that comes a bit late for me... since I've already graduated highschool... LOL :rolleyes:

[adventurer monkey]

WOOOOOOOO!!!!!! :D

Although that comes a bit late for me... since I've already graduated highschool... LOL :rolleyes:

Oohhhhh... lucky:p No more stupid algebra for you!

[grdonathan]

Snippet...

Faux Pas of the Heart

Arms reach, Hatter thought, he was never further away from her than that. He was never allowed to be…unless she was safely tucked away in the royal suites. Personal bodyguard to the Queen of Hearts had been his ultimate goal in life, one he had strived for with every fiber of his being and one he had achieved at a shockingly young age.

He’d been the pride of his Millinery class, had been told he was the most promising talent in many generations. Thanks to that very training, he’d never let any of those praises go either to waste or to his head. If he’d let it go to waste, he would have proven that he wasn’t the promising talent they had pegged him for. And if he had let it go to his head, well, then he wouldn’t be a Milliner.

So he simply absorbed them with a grateful nod of his head, because he took being a Milliner seriously, very seriously. Too seriously, a few of his classmates had even said. Even for a Milliner, he was the quietest, the most driven, the most adhered to the emotionless requirements.

There were those who found a certain kind of love in each other…after all, more Milliners were needed and they don’t simply pop out of thin air. As powerful as the Queen was, the Millinery was still stocked the same way it had been for ages and ages…with the fine art of procreation. Hatter had never dabbled in such things, considering them a distraction, a waste of his time.

And who was the youngest Queen’s bodyguard ever, he asked himself without an ounce of the spine straightening pretension that most anyone else would present. No, to Hatter, it was a simple observance. He had merely known what he wanted and had taken the best course to obtain it…which did not involve the pleasures of the flesh.

But work did have its drawbacks, he thought as he waited for the night guard, and this was one of those times. This was one of those times when the Queen was tucked away in the royal suite. She was safe and sound within those Imagination guarded walls, warm and cozy with her husband and toddling daughter.

He felt the now familiar, if indiscernible, pull this thought sent through his system. It wasn’t something any Milliner was truly GOOD at…emotions, but it was even more difficult for him. Was it because he was just more dedicated than everyone else? Unlikely. Then what was it?

Did he just not HAVE emotions? That wasn’t very likely either as the idea frustrated him to no end. Or was that his answer right there? Did he just vehemently try to avoid emotions because they only ended up irritating and distracting him? Like they were right now, he admitted to himself with a disgusted inner groan.

He was supposed to be doing the final sweep of the halls before he turned watch duty over to the night guard and there he was, pondering the most taboo of subjects…emotions. Pathetic, he chastised himself before resolutely slamming his mental door on the subject.

“Night guard, checking in sir,” the fresh faced Milliner with a soft, new fedora called out. 'Had it already been thirty minutes?,' Hatter wondered to himself. “Sir?” All too innocent blue eyes peered up at him through furrowed brows.

“Very good,” he replied a bit too gruffly, he still wasn’t quite used to nearly all Milliners referring to him as ‘sir’. With a curt nod, he passed the boy with the fedora and left the palace for his quarters at the Millinery.

[homburgmolly_fan]

GD!!!! YOU ARE ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:D :D :D

OMGosh, your fan fic is awesome!!!!! Please, post more! I want to read it it is soooooo cool and very Hatterish!

[halfer]

Oh dear.
I'm glad, but think of all the bad!fic and Sues...

[homburgmolly_fan]

Oh dear.
I'm glad, but think of all the bad!fic and Sues...

Well, this thread really hasn't been used for the "fanfic.net" fan fiction, if that's what you're talking about. Now we just use it to post our own fan fic. GD is working on a Hatter/Weaver fan fic and I am posting my Molly fan fic here. Mine is in yellow. It's in like 5 different posts, LOL, it's kinda long and I'm still working on it.

So if you do some fan fic you can post it here!

[The Hattertant]

Hehe....So I got the basics down for my Rohin and Tock story. I'm only halfway through Part Two, but I guess I can be brave and post part one. (Some notes here: Yes, I do know that they were the two top Milliners in their class. Considering we don't even know how they were like anyway, I always imagined Tock as more strict than Rohin.)



PART ONE

The speaker crackled and fizzed as it picked up the radio transmission. “Control, this is Continental Flight six-zero-three, requesting permission to land on the southwest runway, over.”

“Continental Flight six-zero-three, this is Control. You have the all clear. Permission to land on the southwest runway is granted. Proceed with the landing sequence, over.”

“Copy that, Control. Initiating landing sequence.”

~ < > ~

Sfphoosh!

A man, looking no older than twenty, garbed in a long, dark burgundy coat, somersaulted out of a puddle and landed lightly on his feet, dripping wet. He looked around, incredulous, taking in all there was to see, which he couldn’t have said was very much at all.

He stood in the center of a very long, very wide off-white strip of pavement. Down the piddle of the pavement were black dashes, going as far up and as far down as he could see. In the distance was a large, white windowed building. Further off in the distance, a spire had been erected and a black box fixed on top of it. Grass surrounded the pavement strip, and further off, in the opposite direction of the building, was a line of trees; a forest.

Sfphoosh!

Behind him, another man with a dark, forest green coat of equal length flipped from the same puddle, he too easily landing on his feet and soaked. He blinked and noticed the other man wearing the burgundy coat.

“Hatter Rohin...?”

Hatter Rohin whirled around, flicking his wrist blades open, the propellers blurry with speed and softly humming as they spun. He blinked “...Hatter Tock?”

“For Issa’s sake, Rohin, put those away. I’m not here to kill you.”

In a flash, the blades were snapped shut. “Yesyesyes, but Tock, you...”

“We must have inadvertently come through the same puddle,” Tock said, wiping water from his face. “I’ll go back to Wonderland and jump through again to get to another location.” He nodded at Rohin, who was too confused to say anything. “Farewell, Rohin.”

With that, Hatter Tock turned and-

“But Tock, the puddle is gone.”

A frown came across Tock’s face. He scanned the ground, only to find that the puddle was indeed gone. “...It couldn’t be gone all ready.”

Rohin frowned too. “Well, I guess not, since I didn’t see it sprout any legs and run off on us. It should still be around here somewhere.”

“Please tell me you’re not serious.”

Hatter Rohin said nothing, reached into his coat pocket and pulled put a stack of neatly folded blades. He gave a good wrist flick and –fwip!- it morphed into a dark burgundy top hat, which he plopped onto his head.

Tock, seeing he would get no answer, sighed. “Well, since we weren’t supposed to come out of the same puddle, I suppose we should separate. You walk that way”—he waved his arm down the pavement- “and I’ll walk this way.”

Rohin nodded. “Agreed.”

“Farewell.”

“Goodbye.”

With synchronized movement, the two Milliners turned from each other and each walked away in their own designated direction. As he went, Tock reached into his coat pocket, and, like Rohin, pulled put a stack of blades and morphed them into a top hat; the same dark forest green color of his coat. He placed it on his head.

Behind him, Hatter Rohin stopped dead in his tracks, frozen in place.

~ < > ~

“Control, this is Continental Flight six-zero-three. We have a situation, over.”

“Continental Flight six-zero-three, this is Control. Please state your situation, over.”

“Control, we have a visual of two personnel on the runway strip, over.”

Silence. A faint crackle of static hissed through the radio. “Control, this is Continental Flight six-zero-three, come in.”

“Copy that, Flight six-zero-three. The visual is not confirmed. Proceed with the landing, over.”

“Understood, Control. Proceeding with the landing, over.”

~ < > ~

“Hatter Tock?” Rohin’s voice quavered, worrisome.

Without turning, Tock slowly came to a stop. “Yes, Rohin?” he called back. When he didn’t get an immediate reply, he called again. “Rohin?”

“Tock, in the briefing, they didn’t happen to mention anything about giant metallic birds, did they?”

Hatter Tock finally turned. “Hatter Rohin, what are you talking...about...” his voice trailed off as his eyes locked onto it, and—

Similar to how Rohin had described it, it was, without a doubt, a giant metallic bird. Its wings were rigid and stiff, cutting a straight path through the air and flying directly at the two Milliners, not stopping or slowly or weaving or curving. It was beautiful yet horrendous, majestic yet terrifying, incredible yet worrisome. Its black strip of an eye stared down at them, glaring at them with murderous intent. As it came closer, they could hear it growl a steady whine.

Tock had walked up to Rohin’s side. “We should move off the pavement,” he said, staring at the bird.

Rohin only nodded, equally transfixed. “Yes.”

Moments ticked by, and still it flew closer, getting larger as it approached and the roar growing louder.

“Rohin, I think we should move.”

“What do you suppose it is?”

“We should move now.”

Rohin folded his arms and cocked his head, studying the bird. “It doesn’t look like it can hurt us.”

“Really Rohin, we should move.”

“Tock, it’s not flapping at all. Look Tock.”

“Rohin.”

“How can it fly like that? Why does--”

“Rohin!”

Hatter Rohin blinked and turned his head to Tock. “What?”

Tock frowned. He grabbed Rohin’s arm and marched off the strip of pavement, dragging him off into the tall grass, well out of harm’s way. They kept going until they reached the edge of the trees. Rohin turned to look at the bird again. “Tock, it’s bigger than Redd’s zeppelins were.”

The other Milliner turned as well, folding his arms. “Yes.”

They both watched as small, black feet folded out from under its belly. It hovered over the pavement but a couple of feet, timidly bobbing up and down, brushing the pavement for fractions of seconds before bobbing up again.

“It’s rather loud.”

“Yes.”

“...It hasn’t blinked at all yet.”

“No.”

The bird’s roar now was its loudest, but now, as it finally pressed down onto the pavement, its growl transformed into a pain-ridden squeal as it rushed along the strip. It only lasted second, and again it went back to normal as it sped past the Milliners. It continued down the strip, slowly losing speed, its roar dying out.

Rohin and Tock stood for another moment, staring after it in silence. Then-

“Well, that was disappointing,” Rohin said loudly. He turned to his colleague. “Come on. We should go after it.”

Tock gave Rohin his trademark frown. “Our mission is to look for any signs of Redd’s influence here on Earth. Not to mention separately.”

“Yesyesyes, but the bird wasn’t mentioned in the briefing. This has everything to do with Redd, I’m sure of it.”

“Last time you were sure of something, it was Homburg Molly not making it past Level Q, and then she went and beat it, along with Levels R, S, T, and U.”

“She’s a halfer,” Rohin said, waving a dismissive hand in the air. “I’m sure she won’t get any further than that.”

“You’re sure, you say? She’s probably beaten Level Z, then.”

Rohin gritted his teeth and turned away. “She’s a halfer. And even we didn’t beat Level Z.”

“A good fighter is a good fighter, and--”

“Halfer!”

“—I wouldn’t put it past her to--”

“Halfer!”

“—go that far with her training.”

Rohin whirled back around and wagged an angry finger at Tock. “Yesyesyes, but! She’s still a--”

Svooosh!! Another metallic bird roared past on the strip, making both Rohin and Tock jump and reach for the brim of their hat. This second bird was smaller than the first, but had the same general makeup as the first bird.

“...Babies,” Rohin breathed, his eyes wide.

“What?”

“It has babies.”

“Ridiculous.”

“Not!” Rohin exclaimed, exasperated. “Hatter Tock, all the evidence points to Redd and Redd alone.”

“What evidence? And if they were Redd’s, why do they seem entirely harmless?"

Rohin ignored Tock’s logic. “I’m going to investigate. Are you coming or not?”

“I have better things to do than bird-watch.”

“Thought so. Bye then.”

And with that, they separated for their third time, Rohin turning and jogging off in the direction of the metal bird, leaving Tock by the trees frowning after him.

Tock sighed, shaking his head. “Hasty fool," he mumbled under his breath. He turned toward the forest and began stepping around small shrubs, moving into the trees. “I’m sure you were only picked because you weren’t a halfer. Homburg Molly would be doing just fine here.”



(I'll post part two whenever it's finished. Thanks for reading. =] )

[homburgmolly_fan]

OH.

MY.

GOODNESS.

Hattertant, that is soooooo amazing and COOL! I love the way you described them and their differences, and the way they argue. It was very amusing and made me laugh. I just love it. Wow. No other way to say it. Keep writing!

Of course, as you probably knew, my favorite parts:


“Yesyesyes, but the bird wasn’t mentioned in the briefing. This has everything to do with Redd, I’m sure of it.”

“Last time you were sure of something, it was Homburg Molly not making it past Level Q, and then she went and beat it, along with Levels R, S, T, and U.”

“She’s a halfer,” Rohin said, waving a dismissive hand in the air. “I’m sure she won’t get any further than that.”

“You’re sure, you say? She’s probably beaten Level Z, then.”

Rohin gritted his teeth and turned away. “She’s a halfer. And even we didn’t beat Level Z.”

“A good fighter is a good fighter, and--”

“Halfer!”

“—I wouldn’t put it past her to--”

“Halfer!”

“—go that far with her training.”

Rohin whirled back around and wagged an angry finger at Tock. “Yesyesyes, but! She’s still a--”



“I’m sure you were only picked because you weren’t a halfer. Homburg Molly would be doing just fine here.”


:D:D:D

Thank you so much for writing this, and especially for adding the stuff about Molly. You've made my day again. LOL you seem to be very good at that.

[The Hattertant]

^_^ I'm enjoying writing it as much as you're enjoying reading it. Thanks! I'll try and finish Part Two tonight. I'm having to handwrite this story in my Algebra notebook and type it up here at school, so expect it around Wednesday or Thursday. Again, thanks a bunch! =]

[homburgmolly_fan]

^_^ I'm enjoying writing it as much as you're enjoying reading it. Thanks! I'll try and finish Part Two tonight. I'm having to handwrite this story in my Algebra notebook and type it up here at school, so expect it around Wednesday or Thursday. Again, thanks a bunch! =]

Okay! Well, then, I await it anxiously! :)

[Mimsy]

All of you people are really good writers and I really enjoy reading your fics, and I hope that maybe one day I can write my own fic and show it to this thread as well. :D :o

[homburgmolly_fan]

All of you people are really good writers and I really enjoy reading your fics, and I hope that maybe one day I can write my own fic and show it to this thread as well. :D :o

Aww, thanks! Yes, write a fan fic! We would love to see it! :)

[Mara Madigan]

I love it Hattertant :):D:):D

[homburgmolly_fan]

I love it Hattertant


Hey, what about mine?

LOL j/k. You know I just wanna mess with you, Mara. :p

[Mara Madigan]

Hey, what about mine?

LOL j/k. You know I just wanna mess with you, Mara. :p

i liked yours to.:p

i do think that i posted it somewhere............

[homburgmolly_fan]

i liked yours to.:p

i do think that i posted it somewhere............

LOL okay just makin' sure... ;) ;)

[The Hattertant]

^_^

As promised, I have Part Two.

But!

It is here, along with part one, for those who kind of missed it:

http://rohinandtock.webs.com/index.htm

I didn't want to clog up this poor thread with all my four and a half pages of Rohin and Tock action. (I always make each chapter four and a half pages. XD )

I'll be posting on this thread whenever I update it, so you guys won't have to check it every day. I all ready have Part Three halfway finished, so that should be up by Monday.

Other thoughts: I'm starting to say things like "Yesyesyes" and "Nonono" more often. I find that very strange.

[homburgmolly_fan]

^_^

As promised, I have Part Two.

But!

It is here, along with part one, for those who kind of missed it:

http://rohinandtock.webs.com/index.htm

I didn't want to clog up this poor thread with all my four and a half pages of Rohin and Tock action. (I always make each chapter four and a half pages. XD )

I'll be posting on this thread whenever I update it, so you guys won't have to check it every day. I all ready have Part Three halfway finished, so that should be up by Monday.

Other thoughts: I'm starting to say things like "Yesyesyes" and "Nonono" more often. I find that very strange.

Ha ha, it's awesome, Hattertant! I think it's cool that you have your own web page, too. Ah! Now I want one! LOL. I'll have to check out this "free web" thingie. :D

You know what, every single time I go into an airport from this day on... guess what I'm gonna be thinking about... :D

It was awesome. Great job.


EDIT: Ohhhhhh man, you know what, I just had the most randoming imagining about your fan fic, Hattertant. I was thinking, "They're supposedly in our own times now. GASP. Rohin and Tock meet Frank Beddor!" Or even better... one or both happen to wander by a movie theater in the near future... see something that they think looks familiar and decide to go in... turns out it is the LGW movie. And when Homburg Molly is first introduced in Rohin would stand up in the theater and yell "HALFER!"

LOL

[The Hattertant]

Ha ha, it's awesome, Hattertant! I think it's cool that you have your own web page, too. Ah! Now I want one! LOL. I'll have to check out this "free web" thingie. :D

You know what, every single time I go into an airport from this day on... guess what I'm gonna be thinking about... :D

It was awesome. Great job.


EDIT: Ohhhhhh man, you know what, I just had the most randoming imagining about your fan fic, Hattertant. I was thinking, "They're supposedly in our own times now. GASP. Rohin and Tock meet Frank Beddor!" Or even better... one or both happen to wander by a movie theater in the near future... see something that they think looks familiar and decide to go in... turns out it is the LGW movie. And when Homburg Molly is first introduced in Rohin would stand up in the theater and yell "HALFER!"

LOL



HAHA! Now you're giving me some very, very intersting ideas, HM_F! By the way, you can just call me HT. =]

Really though. You're almost reading my thoughts. However, things like that will have to come after Rohin and Tock meet up again. I'm planning for it to be a pretty long series, so there's going to be a lot of things happening. I can't tell you too much (even if I want to, hehe), but they still have some adventures to do by themselves before they meet up again. ^_^

[Mara Madigan]

HAHA! Now you're giving me some very, very intersting ideas, HM_F! By the way, you can just call me HT. =]

Really though. You're almost reading my thoughts. However, things like that will have to come after Rohin and Tock meet up again. I'm planning for it to be a pretty long series, so there's going to be a lot of things happening. I can't tell you too much (even if I want to, hehe), but they still have some adventures to do by themselves before they meet up again. ^_^

NICE! Hatter tant

is it okay if i call you Hatter?:)

[homburgmolly_fan]

HAHA! Now you're giving me some very, very intersting ideas, HM_F! By the way, you can just call me HT. =]

Really though. You're almost reading my thoughts. However, things like that will have to come after Rohin and Tock meet up again. I'm planning for it to be a pretty long series, so there's going to be a lot of things happening. I can't tell you too much (even if I want to, hehe), but they still have some adventures to do by themselves before they meet up again. ^_^

Ha ha ha, are you sure you can't tell? Just a little hint? PLEEEEEAAAAASSSSEEEEE????

[The Hattertant]

Ahhh! Temptation!! Ahh! AHH!



Qwertyasdfghjkl. Okay, you got me. I'll give you a little hint. A little hint.


Part Three has extremely important character development. It is also a very sad chapter.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Ahhh! Temptation!! Ahh! AHH!



Qwertyasdfghjkl. Okay, you got me. I'll give you a little hint. A little hint.


Part Three has extremely important character development. It is also a very sad chapter.

What? WHAT? Sad? Sad like how? Sadder than the last part of my fan fic? Whose character develops?

Gosh, that didn't help. That wasn't a hint. That was a teaser!

Hurry up and write it already! :eek:

[The Hattertant]

What? WHAT? Sad? Sad like how? Sadder than the last part of my fan fic? Whose character develops?

Gosh, that didn't help. That wasn't a hint. That was a teaser!

Hurry up and write it already! :eek:


As requested: Part Three. (http://rohinandtock.webs.com/)

And once you're done with that, you might want to take a look at my Author's Notes section. It explains a lot of things. =]
(After writing Part Three, I find it very hard to smile. So enjoy that smile. Enjoy! Enjoy!)


And as for a hint, I will try again, but with Part Four...in which Hatter Rohin talks to himself about jolly-jellies. That, and he has strange dreams, which are closer to 'demented' than they are to 'strange'.

[homburgmolly_fan]

WOAH.

Much darker than the other parts were. And I thought my fan fics were dark. LOL.

Although, as I read in the author's notes, I do see Tock's reason for -doing what he did- (I'll try to avoid spoilers for those who haven't read it yet!) I've gotta be honest and say I'm kinda disappointed in him. Not in you. In him. But it definitely and unarguably adds to Tock's character.

Well done as always, Hattertant. I'd give anything to be able to write as well as you. :)

[The Hattertant]

WOAH.

Much darker than the other parts were. And I thought my fan fics were dark. LOL.

Although, as I read in the author's notes, I do see Tock's reason for -doing what he did- (I'll try to avoid spoilers for those who haven't read it yet!) I've gotta be honest and say I'm kinda disappointed in him. Not in you. In him. But it definitely and unarguably adds to Tock's character.

Well done as always, Hattertant. I'd give anything to be able to write as well as you. :)

You know, at first I was very, very afraid to post Part Three because I didn't quite it like so dark. But I guess I sort of had to post it, even if I felt kind of :( about it.

I am very disappointed in Tock too. He doesn't quite get any better either. Wait until you see how Rohin acts when he finds out. He freaks. He REALLY freaks, not just at what Tock has been doing, but because...-spoilers! Ah!-

But, I am glad to hear that you still like my writing. Just hang on for a bit longer and everything will be good. (Wait until they get back together. Then the fun starts.)

[homburgmolly_fan]

You know, at first I was very, very afraid to post Part Three because I didn't quite it like so dark. But I guess I sort of had to post it, even if I felt kind of :( about it.

I am very disappointed in Tock too. He doesn't quite get any better either. Wait until you see how Rohin acts when he finds out. He freaks. He REALLY freaks, not just at what Tock has been doing, but because...-spoilers! Ah!-

But, I am glad to hear that you still like my writing. Just hang on for a bit longer and everything will be good. (Wait until they get back together. Then the fun starts.)

Oh no, don't worry, I will never not like your writing. As an author, I know exactly what you're talking about. People think that if you're writing then you can make the character exactly how you want them to be... but in a way, you can't. It's like, you can start them off, and have an idea of what they'll be like, but the character actually just develops him or her self and you kinda almost lose all say in the matter. LOL. That part of writing both amazes me and kinda freaks me out. Like in my novel I wanted the heroine to be... well... a heroine: strong willed, loving, and brave. But as the book went on, she turned out to be quiet, gentle, and lacking in self confidence/esteem. Absolutely nothing like I had planned her. Gosh, Monica! LOL. But anyways, yes, I figured it was something like that with Hatter Tock. He is obviously becoming a much deeper character as he is not living in, well, a fairy tale the way Rohin is. I see Rohin as thinking, "I'm an official Milliner now. And I'm a spy for Queen Alyss!" *Begins humming spy music to himself* Whereas Tock is very much more in the hard coldness of reality.

[The Hattertant]

Oh no, don't worry, I will never not like your writing. As an author, I know exactly what you're talking about. People think that if you're writing then you can make the character exactly how you want them to be... but in a way, you can't. It's like, you can start them off, and have an idea of what they'll be like, but the character actually just develops him or her self and you kinda almost lose all say in the matter. LOL. That part of writing both amazes me and kinda freaks me out. Like in my novel I wanted the heroine to be... well... a heroine: strong willed, loving, and brave. But as the book went on, she turned out to be quiet, gentle, and lacking in self confidence/esteem. Absolutely nothing like I had planned her. Gosh, Monica! LOL. But anyways, yes, I figured it was something like that with Hatter Tock. He is obviously becoming a much deeper character as he is not living in, well, a fairy tale the way Rohin is. I see Rohin as thinking, "I'm an official Milliner now. And I'm a spy for Queen Alyss!" *Begins humming spy music to himself* Whereas Tock is very much more in the hard coldness of reality.

YES!!! That's it EXACTLY!! That, and Rohin hums the James Bond theme song!!! And Tock doesn't!! I love you! *hugs HM_F*

[homburgmolly_fan]

YES!!! That's it EXACTLY!! That, and Rohin hums the James Bond theme song!!! And Tock doesn't!! I love you! *hugs HM_F*

OMGOSH! SOMEONE ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND HOW THAT FEELS?

Everyone else looks at me weird. They're like, "Your characters control you?" It's so hard to explain to someone who doesn't write because I do control these characters... what they say and what they think and what happens to them. But at the same time they develop themselves. I honestly think that's one of the mysterious sort of things that makes writing so addictive. I love seeing that process. :cool:

[The Hattertant]

OMGOSH! SOMEONE ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND HOW THAT FEELS?

Everyone else looks at me weird. They're like, "Your characters control you?" It's so hard to explain to someone who doesn't write because I do control these characters... what they say and what they think and what happens to them. But at the same time they develop themselves. I honestly think that's one of the mysterious sort of things that makes writing so addictive. I love seeing that process. :cool:

Yesyesyes, that's right. I do understand! ^_^

I just wrote this for Part Four. It's not important, so I can share it! Yay~ XD

The walrus-butler teetered up to Rohin, holding a flipperful of oysters. "A drop of tea for your honey?"

EDIT:

GASP
My 100th post. YAY! This calls for celebration!
http://jesswilson.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/cupcake-recipes12.jpg

[homburgmolly_fan]

Yesyesyes, that's right. I do understand! ^_^

I just wrote this for Part Four. It's not important, so I can share it! Yay~ XD

The walrus-butler teetered up to Rohin, holding a flipperful of oysters. "A drop of tea for your honey?"

EDIT:

GASP
My 100th post. YAY! This calls for celebration!
http://jesswilson.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/cupcake-recipes12.jpg

THE WALRUS BUTLER? DO YOU MEAN THEY GO BACK TO WONDERLAND??????

Oh my. I am anxious to read now! Hurryhurryhurry! LOL!

Woo! 100 posts! I shall have to join you in your lovely party!

http://mpeabody.blog.uvm.edu/wagn/present.gif

http://gammablog.com/gammablablog/im05/02feb/20/confetti-sky64.jpg

Let's party! WOOOOO!

[The Hattertant]

THE WALRUS BUTLER? DO YOU MEAN THEY GO BACK TO WONDERLAND??????

Oh my. I am anxious to read now! Hurryhurryhurry! LOL!

Woo! 100 posts! I shall have to join you in your lovely party!

Let's party! WOOOOO!


Yay! PARTY! ....ah, what's in the box?!

LOL, the walrus-butler! You'll never think of gobbygrape filling the same.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Yay! PARTY! ....ah, what's in the box?!

LOL, the walrus-butler! You'll never think of gobbygrape filling the same.

But why did you have to bring the walrus butler into it? Sigh. You know how I feel about that twerp, don't you?

And... if they go back to Wonderland... you're going to bring Molly into it, right? Right????

Oh, hey, if at the end they ever do end up going back to Wonderland and by that time everything is done and peace has returned, I should very very VERY much like to see what Hatter Rohin would have to say when he finds out that Homburg Molly is Homburg Molly Madigan. LOL!

Oh, and as for what's in the box... what do you want most at the moment? That's what it is. :D

[The Hattertant]

But why did you have to bring the walrus butler into it? Sigh. You know how I feel about that twerp, don't you?

And... if they go back to Wonderland... you're going to bring Molly into it, right? Right????

Oh, hey, if at the end they ever do end up going back to Wonderland and by that time everything is done and peace has returned, I should very very VERY much like to see what Hatter Rohin would have to say when he finds out that Homburg Molly is Homburg Molly Madigan. LOL!

Oh, and as for what's in the box... what do you want most at the moment? That's what it is. :D


Yesyesyes, but that's the only sentence the walrus gets. (My brother came up with the plural of walrus: 'walri' )

And as for Homburg Molly Madigan....? Rohin would probably die.

*stares at the box*

*Hatter Madigan pops out!*

HATTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!

[homburgmolly_fan]

Yesyesyes, but that's the only sentence the walrus gets. (My brother came up with the plural of walrus: 'walri' )

And as for Homburg Molly Madigan....? Rohin would probably die.

*stares at the box*

*Hatter Madigan pops out!*

HATTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!

Ha ha ha, Hatter in a box! That just made me laugh.

But I think I might need a bigger box, in that case.

http://www.tagtheartistsgallery.com/admin/member_directory/41/38_Tall_box.jpg

Ah, there we go. :D

Ha ha ha, now I am going to be randomly imagining Rohin's reaction when he "meets" Homburg Molly Madigan. :rolleyes: :D

[The Hattertant]

Ha ha ha, Hatter in a box! That just made me laugh.

But I think I might need a bigger box, in that case.

http://www.tagtheartistsgallery.com/admin/member_directory/41/38_Tall_box.jpg

Ah, there we go. :D

Ha ha ha, now I am going to be randomly imagining Rohin's reaction when he "meets" Homburg Molly Madigan. :rolleyes: :D

Yay! Hatter in a box ^_^ (Similar to Hatter in a rug. I hope he's not too embarrassed.)

I'll bet that Rohin would say something that has a "Nonono!" in it. Muwawahh~

[homburgmolly_fan]

Yay! Hatter in a box ^_^ (Similar to Hatter in a rug. I hope he's not too embarrassed.)

I'll bet that Rohin would say something that has a "Nonono!" in it. Muwawahh~


HA HA HA OMGosh, when I saw that pic of the box I also thought of Hatter in the rug! LOL!

And Rohin probably would. I am just waiting, because I know it's gonna happen... sooner or later someone is going to say something to me and I'm just gonna blurt "NoNoNo" or "YesYesYes" just because I know I will. :rolleyes: LOL

[The Hattertant]

Okie-dokie!

Part Four is up and running!

Yay. (http://rohinandtock.webs.com/index.htm)

Amazingly, I am very happy with this chapter.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Okie-dokie!

Part Four is up and running!

Yay. (http://rohinandtock.webs.com/index.htm)

Amazingly, I am very happy with this chapter.

AHHHH! It's awesome! I loves! :D Great job, Hattertant. Awesome.

Although now, I hate one of those caterpillars. Don't know for sure which one it is because you weren't specific with color. Unless I missed that. But. Ahem. I think you know what I am talking about. :p

[adventurer monkey]

OMGOSH!!!! That was sooo good!!! :D :D :D

I love the dreams he has. Those were funny, in a wierd way. And what was with the evil him? Was it a random dream or did it mean something???

And the whole jolly jellies getting stale thing is wierd. Does it mean something, or are they just stale???

But, that was very good! I wish I could write like you, good job :)

[The Hattertant]

AHHHH! It's awesome! I loves! :D Great job, Hattertant. Awesome.

Although now, I hate one of those caterpillars. Don't know for sure which one it is because you weren't specific with color. Unless I missed that. But. Ahem. I think you know what I am talking about. :p


The caterpilliar....I was actually considering it to be the transparnent caterpilliar, where its skin was just a clear sack containing pulsating organs. Did I really forget to write that..? :(



OMGOSH!!!! That was sooo good!!!

I love the dreams he has. Those were funny, in a wierd way. And what was with the evil him? Was it a random dream or did it mean something???

And the whole jolly jellies getting stale thing is wierd. Does it mean something, or are they just stale???

But, that was very good! I wish I could write like you, good job

The stale jolly-jellies....well, Rohin relefts on that later. Don't worry. :)

Monster Rohin was completely random, not to mention freaky. Just keep an eye on Hatter Tock later on....


And thanks guys! I'm glad you like it, I really, really am, and it makes day to know that you do. ^_^

[homburgmolly_fan]

The caterpilliar....I was actually considering it to be the transparnent caterpilliar, where its skin was just a clear sack containing pulsating organs. Did I really forget to write that..? :(

Ummm... I think so.... unless I missed it. Ahem. Either way...

DEATH TO THE TRANSPARENT CATERPILLERS! YAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

:p LOL

[The Hattertant]

Ummm... I think so.... unless I missed it. Ahem. Either way...

DEATH TO THE TRANSPARENT CATERPILLERS! YAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

LOL


Muwahahahaha~

(I can't beleive I really forgot to write that... :( :( :( )

Part Five might be up a bit late....Haven't really planned it out much, and Spring Break and all, I'm going on this Canoe Trip for three days. April 5-7. I will try my hardest to get up Part Five before I leave though! :)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Muwahahahaha~

(I can't beleive I really forgot to write that...)

Part Five might be up a bit late....Haven't really planned it out much, and Spring Break and all, I'm going on this Canoe Trip for three days. April 5-7. I will try my hardest to get up Part Five before I leave though!

What?

What?

WHAT?

You are leaving, too? AUGH! Monkey is leaving, the TWiNZ aren't here, GD isn't here, and now you are going too, Hattertant. :(

All my forum BFFs... are gone... *Cries alone on the purple couch* :( :(

[The Hattertant]

What?

What?

WHAT?

You are leaving, too? AUGH! Monkey is leaving, the TWiNZ aren't here, GD isn't here, and now you are going too, Hattertant. :(

All my forum BFFs... are gone... *Cries alone on the purple couch* :( :(

Nonono, you mustn't cry! It's actually only three days that I'm gone! And I'm sure that my dad will be nice and allow me on for spring break. Cheer up! Have some ice cream!

http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/03142008/ice-cream-ck-222491-l.jpg

Besides, Hatter is still in the box. (I think?) LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

Nonono, you mustn't cry! It's actually only three days that I'm gone! And I'm sure that my dad will be nice and allow me on for spring break. Cheer up! Have some ice cream!

http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/03142008/ice-cream-ck-222491-l.jpg

Besides, Hatter is still in the box. (I think?) LOL


Unfortunately, even ice cream cannot cheer me up when I recall that I am going to be all alone on here. :(

[adventurer monkey]

Unfortunately, even ice cream cannot cheer me up when I recall that I am going to be all alone on here. :(

No need to fear, Monkey is here :D Wow...that was really lame, wasn't it.

Anyhoo, Hatterant, if you value your life, part 5 will come out early :mad: (JK) :p

[homburgmolly_fan]

Hatterant, if you value your life, part 5 will come out early :mad: (JK) :p

Ah ha! A threat! Nice. :D :p

[adventurer monkey]

Ah ha! A threat! Nice. :D :p

Thank you. That was probibly the most threatening threat I have ever given :p I'm so proud.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Thank you. That was probibly the most threatening threat I have ever given :p I'm so proud.

I made several threats to my friends recently. We are all gonna go to the prom as a big group and then a couple of them didn't know if they were gonna go after all. So I threatened to beat them over the head if they didn't.

Needless to say, they are now planning on attending. LOL! :p

[adventurer monkey]

I made several threats to my friends recently. We are all gonna go to the prom as a big group and then a couple of them didn't know if they were gonna go after all. So I threatened to beat them over the head if they didn't.

Needless to say, they are now planning on attending. LOL! :p

LOL!

I'm sure they are. They are smart :p

[The Hattertant]

No need to fear, Monkey is here :D Wow...that was really lame, wasn't it.

Anyhoo, Hatterant, if you value your life, part 5 will come out early :mad: (JK) :p

HAHAHA. I love you guys.

Unfortunately, I can only give ya'll the first sentence of Part Five:

Through a crack between two, half-rotted wooden boards of the eastern wall, a single ray of fresh, early sunlight dribbled into the dilapidated, one-room shack and illuminated Hatter Tock's face.



...I would completely share the whole thing, if I had more than that one sentence.

[Queen_Alyss_Anders]

You are a girl right Hattertant?

[The Hattertant]

You are a girl right Hattertant?

No, I randomly have boobs and long hair.


LOL, yes, I'm a girl. ^_^

[Queen_Alyss_Anders]

No, I randomly have boobs and long hair.


LOL, yes, I'm a girl. ^_^



I'm sorry but for the longest time I thought you were a boy....:o....maybe because of your name but really I'm sorry. And maybe part of it was that you didn't used to get on very often......and maybe sorry again?

[The Hattertant]

I'm sorry but for the longest time I thought you were a boy....:o....maybe because of your name but really I'm sorry. And maybe part of it was that you didn't used to get on very often......and maybe sorry again?

Don't be sorry! I don't mind people thinking I'm a guy, I'm quite used to it. ^_^ I was a guy for the entire summer in the WeeWorld Millinery, and Hatter Kisses and Hatter Justice never noticed until I told them! XD (And I wasn't even trying to act like a guy. Though I think some people did think I was a little gay. LOL!)

Considering that the name, Hattertant, is actually a name for my character on an RP site. The character happens to be a guy. (I registered there before I registered here, so I just used the same name. I still punch myself over it, but oh well!)

[Queen_Alyss_Anders]

Don't be sorry! I don't mind people thinking I'm a guy, I'm quite used to it. ^_^ I was a guy for the entire summer in the WeeWorld Millinery, and Hatter Kisses and Hatter Justice never noticed until I told them! XD

Considering that the name, Hattertant, is actually a name for my character on an RP site. The character happens to be a guy. (I registered there before I registered here, so I just used the same name. I still punch myself over it, but oh well!)



Oh well I don't know what the WeeWorld Millinery or Hatter Kisses or Hatter Justice is so I pretend that I know what you are talking about, but I'm glad that you aren't offended of something. But I gotta go see ya later.:o:p:)

[adventurer monkey]

HAHAHA. I love you guys.

Unfortunately, I can only give ya'll the first sentence of Part Five:

Through a crack between two, half-rotted wooden boards of the eastern wall, a single ray of fresh, early sunlight dribbled into the dilapidated, one-room shack and illuminated Hatter Tock's face.



...I would completely share the whole thing, if I had more than that one sentence.

Ya see, now that you said that, I'm going to hassel you for more :p LOL, and we love you too HT.

And, gosh, even the first sentence sounds good. I am waiting with baited breath.

[homburgmolly_fan]

You are a girl right Hattertant?


No, I randomly have boobs and long hair.


LOL, yes, I'm a girl. ^_^


HA HA HA!

OMGosh. Sorry. Your answer made me laugh. LOL :o :p

[adventurer monkey]

Here is part one of my fanfic, as promised.


Hatter Damon's legs swung underneath him as he sat on the rocky ledge beside the Pool of Tears. He felt a tear trickle doen his cheek as he thought of his lost past. His hand angrily swept it away before anyone could see.

Damon still remembered, even though he was 4 years old at the time. 12 years, 10 months, 3 days, 58 hours, and 15 seconds ago today. The day his father pushed his mother into the Pool of Tears for her to escape this war. This horrid, wicked war that turned even the bravest and strongest of men into flying, headless tuttlebirds. Only Issa knew where she was now. He was only 4 when she left, but he still recalled the sound of her flawless voice singing him old Wonderland lullabys. The Waters rippled as another tear passed his chin and submurged itself into the sparkling surface that had caused him so much pain over the years. But Damon wasn't only crying for his mom, but for his dad aswell.

Hatter James had been his tudor, his millinary coach, and most importantly, his father. They had lived together at the Alyssian camp ever since Redd had taken over Wonderland. He was his rolemodel, the best thing in the world. But like all good things, they must come to an end. 12 lunar cycles ago, he was caught up in a fight between The Alyssians, and Redd's card soldiers. It had gone on for 3 tormenting hours before finally coming to an end. Unfortunatly, alot of innocent lives were lost that day. Noble chessmen, humble card soldiers, and...well, I think you can guess who else. Damon's throught clogged up and a pit formed between his ribs.

Before his tear ducts could preduce anymore liqued, he got upand tipped his tophat so that it lay over his eyes. No one was going to see him cry, especially on such a joyious occation.

Alyss was back! She had gone to see the caterpillars with Dodge, bibwit, General Doppel Ganger, And the Hatter Madigan. And that gave him hope. Not only because Alyss might actually defeat Redd, but because she had returned. She had actually returned from the Poll of Tears. And if she could, then maybe, just maybe, somone else could too.

He was just about to head back to camp when...

BOOM!!!

A giant explosion bombarded him from the side.

"Damon!" yelled the White Knight. He was sprinting toward the hatter as fast as his legs could take him. "Damon! Card Soldiers, Glass Eyes, the whole package! They're here!" He cried breathlessly.

Hatter Damon reached for te brim of his hat, and his green eyes scanned the area. In the distance he heard screams. Screams of terror, screams of heartbreak, screams of agony. His heart was beating out of his chest, and his breat caught in his windpipe. He hadn't heard screams like that since...since "the battle". But, like always, he never let his pain show on the outside. He was about to give his orders when another explosion burst from the Whispering Woods.

"Come on!" He said as he sprinted into the woods, tophat ready to fling and kill at any moment.

He arrived in a clear opening where bodies were scattered here and there like litter. The air was heavy with smoke. His heart sank as his eyes caught the image of the corpses. To the left he spotted a group of Glass Eyes marching his way. Without a second thought, he went into milliner mode.

With a flick of his wrist he sent his now bladed hat into the closest one's chest, killing it instantly. Then he activated his wristblades, and ran fullforce toward the group. Dodging and fighting and killing. He had already taken out 6 of them. All the while the White Knight fighting alongside him.

Damon had just ducked a blow and cut off one's legs. He was about to strike the final blow when he felt a splitting pain in his side. His whole body was on fire! He reached his hand to cup his wound, and screamed in agony. Fresh blood oozed out through his fingers. he turned around to see a glass eye standing behind him. Activating his wrist blades, he sent that evil robot to the ground.

All of a sudden, a pair of hands grabbed him and pulled him toward the Pool of Tears. He looked up to see the Knight.

They burst into the clearing where the sparkling waves lay. Before Hatter Damon could stop himself, he fell to his knees, gasping in pain. The Knight held him by the shoulders so that now they were eye to eye. Damon could see the pain and concern in his eyes, but why? Was he wounded too? The Knight wasthe first to speak.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so very sorry Hatter Damon. But I have to do this." Then, without warning, the Knight held Damon's wounded body over the Pool of Tears.

"What the hell are you doing!?" He replied, surprised.

"I promised you'r father that I would do this when there was a battle, and you couldn't fight. It's to keep you safe. I have to send you to earth."

"NO!" Damon cried, but it was to late. Teh Knight had already let go.

He swung his arms out wildly for something to hang on to, but there was nothing.

As he splashed into the perfect waters, he felt a great force pulling him down. He held on to his hat and wound that stained the waters with blood. Everything was so peacful underneath the surface, but that didn't stop him from panicking. His duty was to the Princess, he needed to get back to Wonderland. But he new his swimming attempts were fruitless. there was only one place he would be going now...Earth.

[homburgmolly_fan]

I really like it so far, Monkey! Please bring out the next part!!!! :)

[adventurer monkey]

I really like it so far, Monkey! Please bring out the next part!!!! :)

Thanks :) It's not to shabby for my first fanfic.

[homburgmolly_fan]

Thanks :) It's not to shabby for my first fanfic.

Oh no, not at all. It's awesome. :cool:

[adventurer monkey]

Oh no, not at all. It's awesome. :cool:

Thank you!...I'm workin on psrt two, almost done.

[The Hattertant]

OMGOSH!!! I love it!!!! I'm attached all ready!! The Knight threw him in the Pool of Tears, what happens next? I SO can't wait until Part Two. I love it, I really, really love it.

[ThatOneChick_]

OMGOSH!!! I love it!!!! I'm attached all ready!! The Knight threw him in the Pool of Tears, what happens next? I SO can't wait until Part Two. I love it, I really, really love it.

o.O
?????
ohhhh, some one is writing a story?

[The Hattertant]

o.O
?????
ohhhh, some one is writing a story?

No, I just randomly post that I love it. *cough*

LOL, yes, Adventure_Monkey is writing an absolutely awesome story about a character she made, Hatter Damon. It's on the previous page, and it's absolutely awesome.

[ThatOneChick_]

No, I just randomly post that I love it. *cough*

LOL, yes, Adventure_Monkey is writing an absolutely awesome story about a character she made, Hatter Damon. It's on the previous page, and it's absolutely awesome.

*coughcough* Maybe she should add Hatter Kisses in the mix? :]

[The Hattertant]

*coughcough* Maybe she should add Hatter Kisses in the mix? :]

I all ready wrote a story with Hatter Kisses in it. You read it. XD

[ThatOneChick_]

I all ready wrote a story with Hatter Kisses in it. You read it. XD

So...???
write another one :p

[The Hattertant]

So...???
write another one :p

I'm working on the story for Hatter Tock and Hatter Rohin now. LOL, I told you that -_-"

[ThatOneChick_]

I'm working on the story for Hatter Tock and Hatter Rohin now. LOL, I told you that -_-"

*cough* with out the hatter kisses -_-

[The Hattertant]

*cough* with out the hatter kisses -_-

*ahem*

Hatter Kisses = WeeWorld Millinery. Stuck back at the Millinery HQ in a meeting with the Board, and last time I checked, she's having one heck of a time with it.

Hatter Rohin, Hatter Tock = Wonderland Millinery. Sent to Earth through the Pool of Tears, and are going undercover to search for Redd.

WAY different.

[ThatOneChick_]

*ahem*

Hatter Kisses = WeeWorld Millinery. Stuck back at the Millinery HQ in a meeting with the Board, and last time I checked, she's having one heck of a time with it.

Hatter Rohin, Hatter Tock = Wonderland Millinery. Sent to Earth through the Pool of Tears, and are going undercover to search for Redd.

WAY different.

well damn, just add me in! or I can make my own ghetto version of "the looking glass wars." :] I am a quite good writer, have you read any of my stories? not weeworld ones :p but my real ones that I worked 3 years on.

[The Hattertant]

well damn, just add me in! or I can make my own ghetto version of "the looking glass wars." :] I am a quite good writer, have you read any of my stories? not weeworld ones :p but my real ones that I worked 3 years on.

Ghetto LGW? What, make everyone black or something?

Hatter: Yo man, don't be touchin' my blades!

Alyss: Fo'sho', Dodge, you be SIZZLIN!!

Molly: Check it out homies, Molly's in da house!

[ThatOneChick_]

Ghetto LGW? What, make everyone black or something?

Hatter: Yo man, don't be touchin' my blades!

Alyss: Fo'sho', Dodge, you be SIZZLIN!!

Molly: Check it out homies, Molly's in da house!

Damn straight, best seller of the year ^_^

[thealyssians]

Ghetto LGW? What, make everyone black or something?

Hatter: Yo man, don't be touchin' my blades!

Alyss: Fo'sho', Dodge, you be SIZZLIN!!

Molly: Check it out homies, Molly's in da house!



LOOL!! funny!

[Alyss Anders]

Ghetto LGW? What, make everyone black or something?

Hatter: Yo man, don't be touchin' my blades!

Alyss: Fo'sho', Dodge, you be SIZZLIN!!

Molly: Check it out homies, Molly's in da house!

DOn't you mean...
Hatter: Yo man, don't be touching ma blades like!!!
Alyss: fo'sho' ma brotha, Dodge you is SIZZLIN!!!
Molly: Check it out ma peeps, Molly' in da hizz house!!!

Sorry i just wanted to say that...
hehe Ghetto LGW!!!
Damn now i want to listen to Ghetto Gospel!!!

p.s. thank you thealyssian for showing me this. Maybe you aren't so evil!!!

[thealyssians]

p.s. thank you thealyssian for showing me this. Maybe you aren't so evil!!!

Showing you what??

PS: You are stalking me again!

[The Hattertant]

DOn't you mean...
Hatter: Yo man, don't be touching ma blades like!!!
Alyss: fo'sho' ma brotha, Dodge you is SIZZLIN!!!
Molly: Check it out ma peeps, Molly' in da hizz house!!!


-_-"

*coughs* Wasn't that what I just said....?

[homburgmolly_fan]

Ghetto LGW? What, make everyone black or something?

Hatter: Yo man, don't be touchin' my blades!

Alyss: Fo'sho', Dodge, you be SIZZLIN!!

Molly: Check it out homies, Molly's in da house!

HA HA HA! Another classic. Hattertant, you are the Queen of classics. :D

And could everyone stop cussing, maybe?

[Alyss Anders]

Showing you what??

PS: You are stalking me again!

I AIN'T I ONLY WENT ON IT COZ YOU PM'D ME THAT THINGY!!!

[Alyss Anders]

-_-"

*coughs* Wasn't that what I just said....?

YEAH I KNOW I WAS JUST BORED
(SORRY FOR THE CAPS LOCKS-I AINT BOTHERED TO TAKE IT OFF)

[adventurer monkey]

OMGOSH!!! I love it!!!! I'm attached all ready!! The Knight threw him in the Pool of Tears, what happens next? I SO can't wait until Part Two. I love it, I really, really love it.

Awww... Thanks!!! That means alot coming form the great writer of "The Adventures of Rohin and Tock" *bows*


Ghetto LGW? What, make everyone black or something?

Hatter: Yo man, don't be touchin' my blades!

Alyss: Fo'sho', Dodge, you be SIZZLIN!!

Molly: Check it out homies, Molly's in da house!

LOL! That's funny!

[The Hattertant]

IT'S BACK!!!!!

*does a little dance, trips and falls*

Hehe...^.^ (http://rohinandtock.webs.com/)



...Did you know that Part Five is exactly 2,750 words? I made this one the longest one! Everyone was wonderfully patient as I dealt with writer’s block, so it's sort of a treat. ^_^ Enjoy, guys! Don't forget to read my little notes.... XD



P.S. Queen of Classic? ...I'll remember that one. :D


And by the way, I think I finally chose a theme song (http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/173680) for TAoRaT. ^_^ (Hehe, funny acronym.)

[adventurer monkey]

Well, it took you long enough...J/K

Oh......my............GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D

That is amazing Hatterant!!! I absolutly love it!!! It's fantastic!!! I love how well you describe everything. And poor Rohin...But I have to say, Sam is alittle brat. She's you'r algebra teacher LOL. You must really hate algebra to give her black imagination ^_^

Oh, and the song totally works!!!

[The Hattertant]

Well, it took you long enough...J/K

Oh......my............GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D

That is amazing Hatterant!!! I absolutly love it!!! It's fantastic!!! I love how well you describe everything. And poor Rohin...But I have to say, Sam is a little brat. She's you'r algebra teacher LOL. You must really hate algebra to give her black imagination ^_^

Oh, and the song totally works!!!

^_^ *happy happy. thank you!*

Part Six should be up around Monday, or Tuesday, or Wednesday afternoon at the latest.... and we will finally get to see the appearance of Tock's motercycle! XD

[homburgmolly_fan]

^_^ *happy happy. thank you!*

Part Six should be up around Monday, or Tuesday, or Wednesday afternoon at the latest.... and we will finally get to see the appearance of Tock's motercycle! XD

I love your part 5 Hattertant! I am very eagerly awaiting to see how Rohin will react to shopping for clothes in the mall. XD

I like Sam's character. His dialogue is simply priceless. LOL

Awesome job!!!! :D

Tock's motorcycle? You mean MY motorcycle! :p

[Mara Madigan]

YEAH


its weird its like everyone is writing or have written a book here but me


hhmmmmmmmmm......

[homburgmolly_fan]

YEAH


its weird its like everyone is writing or have written a book here but me


hhmmmmmmmmm......

Mara returns!!!!!

Yes, write a book, Mara!!!!! :D

[Mara Madigan]

idk if this is the rifgt thread but i love the book-ish thing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:Dhattertant

[Mara Madigan]

Mara returns!!!!!

Yes, write a book, Mara!!!!! :D


absoluotly noooooooooo way soo thats that actually how about this im to young:p

[homburgmolly_fan]

absoluotly noooooooooo way soo thats that actually how about this im to young:p

You're too young to write a book? Nonsense. How old are you that you're too young to write a book? I thought you were like 14 or something.

[Mara Madigan]

You're too young to write a book? Nonsense. How old are you that you're too young to write a book? I thought you were like 14 or something.

Welll..........

[Mara Madigan]

My age will remain a mystery.unless you can answer these questions with the answer i want to hear!

#1 how would you treat me if i was some person like in there middle ages?
#2 how would you treat me if i was like little kid like say maybe 10?

i'm Waiting

[adventurer monkey]

My age will remain a mystery.unless you can answer these questions with the answer i want to hear!

#1 how would you treat me if i was some person like in there middle ages?
#2 how would you treat me if i was like little kid like say maybe 10?

i'm Waiting

Well, it all depends if you're an axe murderer or not :p

[homburgmolly_fan]

My age will remain a mystery.unless you can answer these questions with the answer i want to hear!

#1 how would you treat me if i was some person like in there middle ages?
#2 how would you treat me if i was like little kid like say maybe 10?

i'm Waiting

Why the heck would I care if you a pre-tween or an adult. It doesn't change who you are. You're Mara no matter what age you are. I would not treat you any different. Being friends with people only your age is WAY overrated.

[theTWiNZ]

My age will remain a mystery.unless you can answer these questions with the answer i want to hear!

#1 how would you treat me if i was some person like in there middle ages?
#2 how would you treat me if i was like little kid like say maybe 10?

i'm Waiting

as long as you love LGW, nothing else matters. lol. ;)

[homburgmolly_fan]

OK OMGosh, Hattertant, I had to tell you this. Last night I had a dream about Rohin. Like in your fan fic. He was trying to escape from the family that had "adopted" him, so that he could go back to Wonderland and see his girlfriend. CoughCough you CoughCough. LOL LOL LOL. I just had to share that with you. Like I woke up this morning and started laughing. LOL

[theTWiNZ]

Gosh. We need to catch up on this thread. LoL! We're so behind. :rolleyes:

[homburgmolly_fan]

Gosh. We need to catch up on this thread. LoL! We're so behind. :rolleyes:

Yeah you missed all of Hattertant's fan fic and the next part of mine.

[theTWiNZ]

Yeah you missed all of Hattertant's fan fic and the next part of mine.

yeah, and didn't TEGA also post one up?

[homburgmolly_fan]

yeah, and didn't TEGA also post one up?

Oh, IDK if she did or not. I know Monkey posted one, though.

[theTWiNZ]

Oh, IDK if she did or not. I know Monkey posted one, though.

well, then that's another one to add to the list.

[The Hattertant]

OK OMGosh, Hattertant, I had to tell you this. Last night I had a dream about Rohin. Like in your fan fic. He was trying to escape from the family that had "adopted" him, so that he could go back to Wonderland and see his girlfriend. CoughCough you CoughCough. LOL LOL LOL. I just had to share that with you. Like I woke up this morning and started laughing. LOL

HAHAHAHA

Well, I had a dream last night about the apocalypse, and there were giant tidal waves that I kept getting swept up in and the wave would drag me along as it was smashing houses apart as it flooded towns and everything.

And guess who was with me?

Rohin.

[homburgmolly_fan]

HAHAHAHA

Well, I had a dream last night about the apocalypse, and there were giant tidal waves that I kept getting swept up in and the wave would drag me along as it was smashing houses apart as it flooded towns and everything.

And guess who was with me?

Rohin.

HA HA! How randomly funny!

But that is kind of scary that we both dreamed about Rohin last night. OH NO! HE'S INVADING OUR MINDS! LOL :rolleyes:

[The Hattertant]

HA HA! How randomly funny!

But that is kind of scary that we both dreamed about Rohin last night. OH NO! HE'S INVADING OUR MINDS! LOL :rolleyes:

AHHH!!!! BAD ROHIN, BADBADBAD!!!

....But it's okay.
I have no problem with that. XD

[homburgmolly_fan]

AHHH!!!! BAD ROHIN, BADBADBAD!!!

....But it's okay.
I have no problem with that. XD

Ha ha, I know you wouldn't have a problem with that. :rolleyes: LOL

[The Hattertant]

Ha ha, I know you wouldn't have a problem with that. :rolleyes: LOL

Old McHattertant had a brain
E-I-E-I-O
And in that brain she had Roh-in
E-I-E-I-O
With a Nonono here, a Nonono there
Nonono, yesyesyes, nononono-no-no
Old McHattertant had a brain
E-I-E-I-O.

[theTWiNZ]

Old McHattertant had a brain
E-I-E-I-O
And in that brain she had Roh-in
E-I-E-I-O
With a Nonono here, a Nonono there
Nonono, yesyesyes, nononono-no-no
Old McHattertant had a brain
E-I-E-I-O.

catchy. haha.

I still don't know Rohin. We'll be sure to give you rave reviews once we get to it in our stack of fan fics to read. ;)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Old McHattertant had a brain
E-I-E-I-O
And in that brain she had Roh-in
E-I-E-I-O
With a Nonono here, a Nonono there
Nonono, yesyesyes, nononono-no-no
Old McHattertant had a brain
E-I-E-I-O.

HA! Scary and funny at the same time. LOL.

[The Hattertant]

catchy. haha.

I still don't know Rohin. We'll be sure to give you rave reviews once we get to it in our stack of fan fics to read. ;)

Oh, but you SHOULD know him! He was mentioned in Seeing Redd like, like... like three times...so...yeah.........


HA! Scary and funny at the same time. LOL.

I'd say so.

[theTWiNZ]

Oh, but you SHOULD know him! He was mentioned in Seeing Redd like, like... like three times...so...yeah.........

oh, I remember him in Seeing Redd, but he never said anything. so your portrayal of Rohin is unknown to me.

[The Hattertant]

oh, I remember him in Seeing Redd, but he never said anything. so your portrayal of Rohin is unknown to me.

He never said anything, he wasn't even there, he was only complained about by Molly because she thinks she's better than him. :D (Which is sad.... he should have been in there somewhere!)

[theTWiNZ]

He never said anything, he wasn't even there, he was only complained about by Molly because she thinks she's better than him. :D (Which is sad.... he should have been in there somewhere!)

well, now he has his own mini-series, right? thanks to you! haha. ;)

[homburgmolly_fan]

He never said anything, he wasn't even there, he was only complained about by Molly because she thinks she's better than him. :D (Which is sad.... he should have been in there somewhere!)

THINKS she's better than him? :rolleyes: Puh-lease. We all know the truth. Everyone can see that SHE'S the better one. The only one who denies it is Rohin. Even Tock said so! :p

[theTWiNZ]

THINKS she's better than him? :rolleyes: Puh-lease. We all know the truth. Everyone can see that SHE'S the better one. The only one who denies it is Rohin. Even Tock said so! :p

k. I don't know what we're talking about anymore. LOL!

[homburgmolly_fan]

k. I don't know what we're talking about anymore. LOL!

We are talking about Molly's awesomeness. :p Or at least, I am.

[theTWiNZ]

We are talking about Molly's awesomeness. :p Or at least, I am.

when did this happen? :p

[homburgmolly_fan]

when did this happen? :p

When I made my account last September. You should know that. I have been talking about Molly's awesomeness ever since.

Gosh, be more observant, girls! :rolleyes:

[theTWiNZ]

When I made my account last September. You should know that. I have been talking about Molly's awesomeness ever since.

Gosh, be more observant, girls! :rolleyes:

oh really? I just thought you being sarcastic all this time! :eek:

[homburgmolly_fan]

oh really? I just thought you being sarcastic all this time! :eek:

And that, everyone, is a lovely examply of why the TWiNZ have such a reputation for sarcasm. LOL. :D

[theTWiNZ]

And that, everyone, is a lovely examply of why the TWiNZ have such a reputation for sarcasm. LOL. :D

sarcasm? what sarcasm? :rolleyes:

you really like Molly?! so you were serious when you wanted to kill us for killing her! OMG, it all makes sense now! LoL! :p

[The Hattertant]

THINKS she's better than him? :rolleyes: Puh-lease. We all know the truth. Everyone can see that SHE'S the better one. The only one who denies it is Rohin. Even Tock said so! :p

Yes, we all know Molly has l33t h3x0r5. She is awesome.

... Rohin just denies her skillz because he doesn't want to accept the fact that halfers are very good fighters. He just doesn't agree with the mixture of Civilianery and Millinery.

And he is entirely qualified to be one of the top Milliners in the class, even if him being the top makes it seem like the entire class had brain hemorrhages or something.

[theTWiNZ]

Yes, we all know Molly has l33t h3x0r5. She is awesome.

... Rohin just denies her skillz because he doesn't want to accept the fact that halfers are very good fighters. He just doesn't agree with the mixture of Civilianery and Millinery.

And he is entirely qualified to be one of the top Milliners in the class, even if him being the top makes it seem like the entire class had brain hemorrhages or something.

Is this all in the book?

[homburgmolly_fan]

Is this all in the book?

It will be in a book when Hattertant publishes her amazing fan fic. :D

[theTWiNZ]

It will be in a book when Hattertant publishes her amazing fan fic. :D

oh OK! everything makes sense now. *is content* :)

[The Hattertant]

It's just on another website (http://rohinandtock.webs.com/).

LOL, I feel like I'm advertising -_-"

[theTWiNZ]

It's just on another website (http://rohinandtock.webs.com/).

LOL, I feel like I'm advertising -_-"

no, that's great. now we don't need to look all the way back to look for it. thank you. haha. though you're in a queue because we wanted to read everything in the order that it was posted. But thank you for the link. it's a lot easier. :)

[homburgmolly_fan]

Hey Hattertant , I was reading your authors notes and I saw that in Rohin's dream Molly and him get into a tarty tart fight (Sounds like fun!!!!) but when I read that part I did not see it in there.

[The Hattertant]

no, that's great. now we don't need to look all the way back to look for it. thank you. haha. though you're in a queue because we wanted to read everything in the order that it was posted. But thank you for the link. it's a lot easier. :)

No problem =] I post it periodically.... really, I should stick it in my signature or something, but I haven't really gotten around to making my siggy. To busy posting and socializing. XD!


Hey Hattertant , I was reading your authors notes and I saw that in Rohin's dream Molly and him get into a tarty tart fight (Sounds like fun!!!!) but when I read that part I did not see it in there.

Eh?!

Nonono, Molly smashes a tarty tart with gobbygrape filling into his face.

[theTWiNZ]

No problem =] I post it periodically.... really, I should stick it in my signature or something, but I haven't really gotten around to making my siggy. To busy posting and socializing. XD!


Yeah, I know right?!

Signatures are overrated! :p

[The Hattertant]

Hey Hattertant , I was reading your authors notes and I saw that in Rohin's dream Molly and him get into a tarty tart fight (Sounds like fun!!!!) but when I read that part I did not see it in there.

Says it here, says it here!

"The gnarled statue of Redd bit into Rohin’s hand and ripped out a chunk of flesh, blood dripping from her mouth as she chewed. Homburg Molly mashed a tarty-tart into his face, the gobbygrape filling going into his nostrils and suffocating him."

LOL

[homburgmolly_fan]

Says it here, says it here!

"The gnarled statue of Redd bit into Rohin’s hand and ripped out a chunk of flesh, blood dripping from her mouth as she chewed. Homburg Molly mashed a tarty-tart into his face, the gobbygrape filling going into his nostrils and suffocating him."

LOL

Oh OK! Thank you! I did not see that part before. Now that I have....


*Points at Rohin and laughs, rolling around on the ground*

PS: I know the truth. You guys are all just jealous of my sweet signature. :p

[The Hattertant]

Oh OK! Thank you! I did not see that part before. Now that I have....


*Points at Rohin and laughs, rolling around on the ground*

PS: I know the truth. You guys are all just jealous of my sweet signature. :p

LOL, and keep in mind that was after the part where she gets strangled by the transparent caterpillar who is magically never mentioned. XD

....I think we're scaring the TWiNZ. :D


P.S. Actually, you DO know the truth, because I am very jealous of your awesomely nawsomely super sweet signature. XD Say that five times fast out loud!!