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.

Comments

[madcuriosity]

Why... couldn't you heal, Miss Alice?

[simplethankyou]

You're a version of myself. A version who is very young and one that I can recognize.

Things have transpired in my that left me both very sad and very alone. For a long time I couldn't come to terms with them. Still I have trouble accepting what had took place.

But you do not have to worry about such things, Young Alice.

[madcuriosity]

I'm not so young! I'm seven and a half! [She's not a baby after all.]

But... you don't have to be sad or lonely. Couldn't I stay with you?

[simplethankyou]

I too was once seven and a half. [And very much like the young girl before her.]

But I'm sure you have a family who awaits your return. A mother and father who loves you. A sister who reads silly books without any pictures. That is where you belong.

Not with someone who has so much recovering to do.

[madcuriosity]

But couldn't I help you recovering? My family would understand.