So, I was in the mood for a bit of Malice tonight- both definitions of it. I wonder how long I can drag this one out ;)
Disclaimer- I don't own Alice in Wonderland, 2010- never have, never will.
Warning- Will eventually contain the following: lesbian themes, sexual content (maybe), intense language, malicious thoughts, death, and a smoking caterpillar. There. You have been warned.
"Even angels have their wicked schemes and you take that to new extremes. But you'll always be hero even though you've lost your mind…"
Underland was, at one time, an odd place - and it still is. It was a place one full of secrets, wonder, and confusion. You could see one thing and it could really be another. You could go through a door expecting to get to the Tulgey Wood and end up in the Red Desert. You could see one of the land's inhabitants and see beauty beyond belief, even if under it all lay something truly disgusting." She gasped, and I grinned, continuing on. "Nothing in Underland was as it seemed, except those creatures who embraced their true selves- those such as Iracebeth of Crims, Illosovic Stayne, Thackary Earwicket, and Tarrant Hightopp. Their true selves were either Evil or Mad, and yet they chose their true selves over a disguise.
Of course, there are those who cover up their true selves- those such as Mirana of Marmoreal, Alice Kingsleigh, Mallymkin, and Nivens McTwisp. Their true selves are Evil, Mad, Lovely, and Confident, but they didn't want to indulge on those secrets. For if they did, Underland would be in turmoil such as it was during the reign of the Red Queen. The Natural Order of things would be off. The world as they knew it would no longer exist. You see, Underland decided long ago who would be their true selves and who wouldn't. No one would ever go against what Underland wanted- it was just Wrong.
But this isn't the tale mainly about Iracebeth of Crims, Illosovic Stayne, Mallymkin, or Nivens McTwisp. No, this one is mainly about Tarrant Hightopp, Mirana of Marmoreal, and Alice Kingsleigh. Iracebeth, Illosovic, Mallymkin, and Nivens are important to the story, but not extremely. This tale is a tale of broken hearts, Evil, Madness, Muchness, and Death. It is one not one creature in Underland had ever heard.
"It's a tale that was thought to be lost hundreds of years ago- until now," I finished, looking at my daughter's awe-struck face. She wasn't any older than 14, but she wanted to know. And so she would. She had wanted to know for years, but I always said I'd tell her when she was older. And she was, now. She wanted to know about Alice. Not just any Alice, but the Alice. She'd heard every tale except his one- the one I always thought she couldn't handle. It was one I could barely handle myself.
"Come on! Why'd you stop?"
"Alright, alright!" And I began.
"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Alice. You know- the one that had slain the fearsome Jabberwock, the one that tamed the frumious Bandersnatch and defied the terrible Red Queen. Well, one day after the Frabjous Day, she returned…"