Canon is American McGee's Alice

[simplethankyou]

It amazes me how you just assume I want to play in a game. Frankly. I'm tired of games.

Though I don't think you much care about how I feel, Puppeteer. For if you did, you would be considerate to my state of mind. Which you are not. Why would anyone want to place me in a game with people who are perfectly sane?

I'm unstable. Broken. That doesn't stop you. Tell me, Puppeteer, how mad are you? How impossibly broken is your mind? Let us see your ruins of a Wonderland. Or are you afraid of what we might find there?

Useless.

Might as well be talking to myself but even then I get an answer. The least you could do is find that grinning cat. His voice might be a comfort.

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[kingunmaker]

But my dear, what if she only wants to help you? After all, I would think that sane company would do much more for your state of mind than the company of your fellow fools.

Then again, my knowledge of psychology is embarrasingly rudimentary at best.

[simplethankyou]

My puppeteer is of the male verity so I'm doubtful if his intent is pure. But those of puppeteers rarely are no matter what the sex.

[kingunmaker]

[And he titters in response, the most condescending kind of titter imaginable.]

My, I suppose my own prejudices are showing! My utmost apologies to the no doubt upstanding gentleman keeping you prisoner against your will... for I must admit, my own jailer has been very forthcoming with his intentions for me! He may have deprived me of my freedom, but I at least know what he wants. Now, out of curiosity...

What would you presume yours want, that he cannot even share openly?

[simplethankyou]

He doesn't want anything other to play along with me. As if I were some kind of mindless doll. Simply placed here for his entertainment.

As for plans, he plans to apply to a game called Scorched. Beyond that he doesn't have anything in mind. Going with the flow? I think that's the expression he used.

[kingunmaker]

My, such a simple plan... I must admit I cannot see where your distrust of him stems. I have known some who send their pups to hellish death-worlds, others into places of unspeakable debauchery. Why, in comparison to such plans his seem almost tame.

[simplethankyou]

His history resides in a place called Atia. A small island who's inhabitants are forced to wear collars that will choke them if they do not complete acts of the sexual nature.

He is no angel. Tame however he is. I don't trust a puppeteer who has such a past.

[kingunmaker]

... A wise choise, my lady. Such a mundane can only have the very most sordid plans in mind.