Name:Percival Rowan Pelacour
Nicknames:Tweedle, Tweedle Dum, TD, Percy, the Great and Incredible Percival (self-given)
Gender:Male
Age:Physically in his early twenties. If asked his real age, Percival will claim increasingly wild or absurd numbers, leaving the answer difficult to say.
Appearance:Clocking in at an even 6’2”, Percival is quite the eye-catching fellow, even in a land such as Wonderland. Bright blue eyes, a bird’s nest of fluffy copper hair, and a wry, “shit-eating” grin, it’s not uncommon for him to appear like he’s plotting something even when his mind is far from any mischief. He’s naturally quite slim and wiry,
His choice of outfit differs from one day to the next, and is usually dependant on what he’s doing or plans to do with his time. He has a preference for wearing bright, blindingly yellow coats, however, which he tends to wear and whirl about like capes.
Personality:It would be easy to assume that, over the countless years of roaming Wonderland, Percival isn’t all...there. While amiable enough, he also behaves in an incredibly airheaded and theatrical manner, acting overly-familiar with those who openly despise her, and making cheerful jabs and sunny bits of snark in somewhat inappropriate moments. He also has a strong mischievous streak, and, together with her brother, will often play harmless jokes and pranks on some of the other residents of Wonderland. If insulted or otherwise brushed off, Percival takes it in stride, making it somewhat difficult to get under his skin.
When separated from his sister, however, some of his deeper qualities get to shine through. While still cheerful and rather dramatic, Percival is naturally more of a pessimist, and tends to hide or deny his real feelings for the most part. He always welcomes a light chat or a round of cards or any sort of company that can tolerate his sense of humor, but when conversation strays to any of his more personal matters, he will quickly divert the topic with a quip or otherwise. Percival is jaded and fairly cynical, but is quite protective of his sister, and can be depended on when the going gets tough.
History:As with other residents of Wonderland, it’s hard to determine how, when and where the Tweedles first came into existence. Asking either of the twins results in a range of answers every time, ranging from wild and elaborate tales of being royalty of a forsaken and far away land, to being humble orphans who dragged themselves out of the gutters. Sometimes a kindly widower of a father will be mentioned, other times both parents were alive and well throughout their childhood. They’re either only children, or have a younger sibling who they’ve lost contact with. They could have a perfectly pleasant, lazy upbringing one day, or a tragic history wrought with pain and suffering and whatnot the very next. Regardless of whatever the two spew, however, two things are for certain; the twins have always been very tight-knit, and have been around for quite some time now.
Indigo and Percival share a residence within the Hat’s town- a two-storied eyesore, madly colored with shades of oranges and purple and bits of chartreuse. While an unpleasant place to stare at for two long, the bottom half of their house has been converted into a surprisingly respectable bistro (initially, Indigo wanted to run a bakery, but the two of them quickly realized that Katrina’s competition could have easily put them under). Indigo primarily cooks and serves, and Percival is almost always found on stage, but when business is lazy the two will often be found entertaining together or mingling with the customers.
When the Alices first began to pour in, both twins were fascinated with the unusual strangers. They’d often tag along on their explorations, follow them about, and, after some time, even made some friends from the “other world”. However, as time passed, those same friends began to dwindle. Perhaps they’d choose to return to reality, or get caught by the Red King, or simply...disappear. It was disheartening, and while Indigo remained warm and openhearted towards the visitors, Percival chose to distance himself and not get
too attached to the new Alices if he can help it.
Job:Entertainer at/Co-Owner of a Bistro
Crush:Open
Other:- Despises the taste of limes.
- Percival is skilled with a violin, and favors it in his performances (although if asked, he’ll call it a fiddle instead).
- Good at imitating voices.
- Likes throwing knives.
Played By:@EchoicChamber