<b>''A..Alice''</b><br/><br/>The girl could've dropped a nuke on the cat's head and it would've had less of an effect then the simple dropping off her name. The beast's eyes went wide, it's grin fading as the shock of Alice's revelation hit it in the full.<i>"Alice?"</i>It breathed hoarsely. Barely a whisper yet heard clearly through the entire dungeon, perhaps the entire keep. There was a strange feeling, of wind rushing in that wasn't there and an oppressive feeling of a powerful presence while the Cheshire's cat body manifested in full. Focusing all of it's existence in a single point and body, all of it's attention now went to that broken woman on the floor. No longer was it the craven beast it had appeared as before. Mangy and unkempt. Now it was fat with a thick fluffy tail and a regal air that made you wonder if those rumours about it's godhood were true.<i> "Is that really you?"</i>It asked of Alice almost in disbelief, abandoning it's mad rhyming structure in it's sheer shock.<br/><i><br/>
"But it is! I can see now! I've missed you, Alice!"</i>It exclaimed before Alice could reply. It purred deeply, rubbing it's cheek against her naked frame while the knight pulled the girl to her feet and away from the raping beast.<i>"Here! Let me help, Alice!" </i>It said exuberantly as the bars of the cage bend and broke. The White Knight's armour assembling itself and walking over the man, sword in it's gauntlets. Ralph the minotaur, distracted up to that point by Ekho's shouting and words, turning steaming to the cage after the strange noise he heard, staring right into the Cheshire's eyes. Fear visibly in the beast eyes as the feline's grin spread across it's features.<br/><br/>Ralph might've been a raping bastard, but the way he screamed as something grabbed him and pulled him off his feet up into the darkness above might make you question if he really deserved his fate. There was a sickly crunch, ending his scream while blood rained down thickly. The gods didn't have enough mercy to end it there, as the crunching continued, more blood splattering on the dark dungeon stones below. And most of all, that purple cat didn't even seem to really care what it had done, as if it had just swatted away an annoying fly. Eyes gleaming, it turned it's mad grin back to Alice and the White Knight.<br/><br/><i>"This is quite unusual really,<br/>
our part tends to come later<br/>
in this grand story of us told.<br/>
I mean, rabbit isn't quite here!"<br/>
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"We'll have to do without,<br/>
the sad neurotic timefreak.<br/>
At least until there is time for tea.<br/>
But really, no need for haste.<br/>
You're always too late anyway."<br/>
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"Aaah, but I'm being reminiscent,<br/>
of our stories past and gone away.<br/>
Now's not the time for that really.<br/>
So I say, is that one of rabbit's holes.<br/>
It must be, but it's also the way out.<br/>
All that we need is a door to fit the key!"<br/>
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"Allow me..."</i><br/><br/>It grinned warmly at Alice, before hesitating, glancing to the white knight and back to Alice. Letting out a soft purr, it smiled shyly and softly at her, before turning around and walking away from their broken cage. It grew with each step, and lost more of it's cohesion as well, until it reached from the floor to the ceiling. Twisting it's shape, it drew the closest lube flows into itself, as well as the fountain based on it's likeness. Fur became flat and hard, turning to glazed stone that gleamed unnaturally in the light. Complex patterns forming as the Cheshire cat turned into a strange monument that would bring a master architect to mad tears. It was like a massive lube fountain, with an internal pool and a great door build into it. Upon that door rested a greatly stylized picture of the Cheshire beast itself. Grinning broadly as ever, and it's nose was a knob and keyhole that Alice knew only the key in her hands would fit.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>