Icon Hunting

[forgotten_vows]

Dear Mun,

Well, I see you went ahead and got the paid account. So long as it made you happy. But do you really expect to fill all those slots?

What?? You really want me to --

Fine. If anyone knows of any places where my mun could find icons of me (she's particularly hoping for more animated ones, she likes those), it would be greatly appreciated.

Oh, speaking of which, one thing I would like to make very clear, mun:

NO. THIRTEEN. ICONS.

That part of my life is over and done with and you cannot convince me I would ever need such horrible things. NO.

Watching you closely,

Victor Van Dort

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[doyousuppose]

You'll never know which ones you'll need, and which ones you won't.

[ Case in point. ]

[forgotten_vows]

I cannot conceive of any situation -- Well, I can, but I don't want any of those situations to come to pass.

I doubt you'd appreciate any icons of that sort anyway.

[doyousuppose]

I'm rather sure it's not about what I appreciate; it's what your mun wants.

[forgotten_vows]

Well, fortunately I don't think there's a need for those icons yet -- and it would take her some time to make one.

You see -- Thirteen, as a sort of -- "personality construct," I suppose you'd say -- looks something like the Dollmaker.

[doyousuppose]

Definitely not something I'd like to see in my head. One's bad enough.

Just don't be surprised when they do.

[forgotten_vows]

[A shudder.] Yes, I would think so. [To me] Please, mun, you let me kill him once on tumblr. Don't bring him back. . .

Ugh, I suppose I won't be if-and-or-when it comes to pass. I just hope she's content with making screencaps and searching icon communities endlessly for shots of my face for now.

[doyousuppose]

My mun says she's to make only a few more before delivering them. There aren't many, but she can't sit down long enough to find the time.

[forgotten_vows]

I see. . . Mine has more free time to poke around, it's just she tends to be a bit particular about what shots she wants sometimes. Even -- somewhat embarrassing ones.

[Case in point above.]

only half sorry; the more i play alice, the more she wakes up.

[offwithyour]

Well if they can't convince you, then who possibly can?

LOL -- well, only natural I suppose.

[forgotten_vows]

[Excuse his blinking, your Majesty -- you're just not a face he expected to see.]

I would hope no one. Your Majesty.

[No sense in inviting trouble from her.]

can't have one without the other. XD

[offwithyour]

[ Breathing oddly would invite trouble from her; it's almost inevitable. ]

You would hope.

[ She look incredulous. ]

I know someone.

Though I'm not sure how many more cats I'll have to kill to get the point across that curiosity is such an unattractive trait.

She gets her tentacles into everything :P

[forgotten_vows]

[This is a good point.]

Do you?

[He can't help a frown at her quieter mutterings, though.]

I would argue it's quite attractive.

ever the voice of doubt~

[offwithyour]

[ Her face sours, if that's even possible, given her constant expression. ]

It's rhetorical. You know very well who.

You would, which is why I have to worry. How much further do you intend to drive her off of her rocker? I'd like to know.

[ The only flowers she'll have any part of are red roses, certainly not any singing daisies or tiger lilies. ]

Indeed

[forgotten_vows]

[Victor folds his arms, eying her.]

Hmph.

And I don't intend to drive anyone off their rocker. I care about her immensely. She's an amazing young woman -- not that you would accept a list of her good qualities.

[You are aware red roses traditionally mean love, Queen.]

[offwithyour]

As if good intentions are all that needs to be had! A spoonful of arsenic in a cup of tea---it doesn't matter if you thought it was sugar!!

[ She stops herself short. Yelling does take a bit out of her nowadays. ]

None of them are good, despite what you say, you're full of your own goods and bads too. So far, all they've done is only fly her further into ruin.

[ Cruel, cruel irony. Though Alice is all manner of backwards, so is the Queen. ]

[forgotten_vows]

I -- I love her! And I would do anything in my power not to hurt her -- and to keep others from hurting her too! Although I know she can handle herself in that regard. . .

[Frustrated Victor is frustrated.]

Yes, we've all got our own goods and bads. Which includes Alice -- she has plenty of goods, even if you don't see them. She does her best, I'm sure of that.

[offwithyour]

But love cannot keep her from hurting herself!!!

[ For such a small person, she's rather loud. ]

Doing her best won't save Wonderland!

Since she so rudely took it back for herself, she's done nothing but see through her own tunnel, letting Wonderland fall to ruin. If the flowers continue to grow like weeds, the tunnel will close, and sooner or later, there will be nothing left for you to love.

[forgotten_vows]

It was hers to begin with!

[And what's she saying is striking a nerve with Victor. Mostly because he remembers a certain doctor saying much the same in the darkest of dark rooms, wearing away his hope and will little by little, making him feel so utterly worthless until --

He shoves that particular memory to the side. No. Not letting that distract him.]

So what do you want me to do? You act as if I want Wonderland to be destroyed. I don't. It's a gorgeous, incredible place, and I want to see it thrive. I want to see her thrive.

[offwithyour]

I want you, despite my feelings for you and yours, to show her what she's not seeing.

Blinded by her own lack of memories, and now by the fluttering flowers of love. This Alice doesn't know her ending yet, and she'll never know it unless you---and this wretched mundane---helps her find it.


And you can keep your silly bouquets out of Queensland, thank you. I'm sure she's told you all about the kind of flowers we keep here.

That slide into Dark of Heartness GAAAAH

[forgotten_vows]

. . .Oh.

[Victor feels like a right idiot now.]

So that's the problem -- I'm sorry, my mundane and I somehow got it into our heads that the scene you're talking about was post the ending she needs. Probably because that's when I confess my feelings in whatever passes for a "canon" with me. Bloody timeline issues. . .

[However, he stiffens his spine now and gives the Queen a serious look.]

But I'll help her find it. I don't want her to come to any other end than the right one.

And yes, I've been informed about the scenery of Queensland. Trust me, I don't want to be anywhere near your domain.

oooooops. /last one i swear she just wont let me alone

[offwithyour]

Not quite yet, or else you wouldn't have me to talk to, would you?

Good. You'd had better, or I'll be the first one out of her pretty head and onto you.

As well as Queensland wants nothing to do with you, either. All your flowers growing all over the place---I'll trim them all myself.

*giggle* Well, she likes her attention

[forgotten_vows]

I suppose not. I take it she hasn't been anywhere near your domain at the current moment in time.

Your Majesty, trust me -- if I let her down, nothing you could to me would be as bad as what I would do to myself.

[He came -- will come? Story's still in progress, technically -- close once, thanks to Bumby. Never again.]

I don't even think they could grow where you live. I'm not entirely sure you have soil in Queensland.

[Just, you know, meat.]

[offwithyour]

Oh, I sincerely doubt that, Victor. You'd be surprised what she could think up.

[ Huffpuff! ]

The flowers grow anywhere they'd like in Wonderland; before they grew just fine, and only now do they reappear.

[forgotten_vows]

My own self-loathing is a pretty powerful force, Your Majesty.

[He lets out a deep sigh.]

Of course, we should consider the possibility of if she falls, I do too. . . The version of him I know liked me too. . .

Well, your Executioner has a scythe. . .