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Today went by as any other day. Axel was stuck to the TV the whole day, playing one of his favourite games, for, what? The fiftieth time? He had already lost count of it. He knew that the next day he'd have to wake up early to go to school, but he didn't really care, he would pull an all-nighter and finish it again, since he loved the game. However, his mother had other plans for him. Axel heard his mother shouting on the other side of the door leading to his dark room, the only light in it was that of his TV.

"Axel, you have school tomorrow! Leave that thing alone already, for god's sake!" His mom said to him, in an angry tone.

"Yeah, just lemme finish this level and I'll head to bed immediately." He grinned at the thought of it. Oh, how silly was his mom, to believe that an RPG had such things as 'levels', other than those of the characters.

Then again, she had been dealing with Axel for a long time now. "You won't fool me, Axel. You have 10 more minutes or I'll turn down the electricity."

Funny thing, she wasn't joking. She'd seriously leave all the house without electricity if Axel didn't comply. He clicked his tongue and hurried into the menu to save his game. His fingers moved swiftly through the controller. "Okay, gotcha. I am already saving my game. I'll turn the console off after it finishes saving." He announces and his mother replies with a simple 'yes' and then Axel hears her walk away. He lets out a sigh as the game finishes the saving progress and reluctantly turns it off. "Ugh, it is a drag to wake up early in the morning." He lumps his body towards his bed, well, at least he'd get to sleep a good amount of time and not wake up tired for his first day of college. He lies on his bed, still dressed and wearing his favourite hoodie, thinking he'll be able to wake up and take a quick shower the next morning. Axel closes his eyes and prepares himself to go to that wonderland called the dream world.

He never thought he'd end up in the actual Wonderland, though. He felt, well, there wasn't really a way to describe it, he just knew he felt strange and then, as if looking through the glass of a vitrine in some shop, he saw a landscape. Truly something wonderful and pleasant to the eye, he thought. His dreams had never been this vivid before, so he felt quite privileged to be experiencing such a thing. Though, the believe that it was all a dream was disturbed by the fact that he was pulled into the glass-like visage and then fell down.

Even if it didn't feel at all unpleasant, something was definitely odd. As he fell down, everything looked as if he was in the actual Wonderland of the story. When he landed, he tried to get acquainted with his surroundings, moving his head in all directions to make a little map inside his head, though to really accomplish something like that he'd have to explore his surroundings. There were others with him, but he didn't paid them much heed. Rather, Axel was more intrigued by the walking rabbit. The probability of all of this being a dream was decreasing exponentially with time. So, he stood up and walked to where the rabbit was, other girl did the same but flinched back as soon as it talked. Well, even through his realism, it was obvious this wasn't normal at all, dream or not, he should at least try and get some info out of the rabbit.

He felt oddly at ease with the fluffy talking rabbit, so he didn't act shy around it. Maybe it was because it seemed more as something fictional than something real. Axel poked the rabbit's head, as if to confirm it was real. "So, White Rabbit, today ya aren't late for anything? In the books you seemed a lot more lively than this." He said in a monotone voice. "And, I'm figuring we're here to do something. What is it? Beat the Red Queen? Slay the Bander-whateveryacallit?" He really didn't seem interesting, but hey, it seemed better than sit and do nothing.
Arcana is for what arcana represents your character, as in the Tarot Cards, ya know the moon, the devil, the fool, etc...
Yay we finally going IC! ^.^
Um, hello there! :D

I hope you still haven't decided on who'll you'll let in, 'cause I was planning on making a CS, but if you already did, then I'll take my leave.

EDIT: Due to no response, I'll assume you still are deciding, so, here's my CS. :P


Here is my CS, just say the word if there's anything wrong. Oh, also, hope you can accommodate her in one of the power levels.
Oh, okay.

Since I am not very sure on what my level power would be, after I finish my CS I'll post it here and let you rate it. :P
So, so, how many level 5 are you gonna accept?
Kano was getting more and more bored the more he talked with Greg. He wasn't any fun for teasing, since he didn't get worked up about anything he said, nor did he get uncomfortable with his overly-friendly attitude towards someone he hadn't even talked to before. Kano was starting to lose interest in the way too level-headed Greg. Most people would try to correct more than ferociously that they aren't as those stereotypes said. Kano let out a sigh. One last try won't hurt. "Heh, you seem to be as carefree as any other Australian." His disinterest was clear in his face as he rolled his eyes and looked at the window on the other side. He noticed that he had already passed the stop in which he should have gotten off, if he wanted to go to the arcade. "Oh, hell." He stands up rather quickly and approaches the bus driver. "Hey, hey, think ya can let me down? I was kinda absorbed in my talk and missed my stop. C'mon, pretty please?" He begs for the driver to let him down and, reluctantly, he complies.

"Thanks a bunch, ojisan." He says as he bows a little. Kano turns to see Greg. "If you ever wanna come to the arcade, just ask me for directions, I can lead you there. See ya at school." He gets off the bus in quite a rush and now that he is down, he starts walking towards the arcade. "I hope someone has the guts to defy me in the dance game, I could get someone to talk with if someone did so." He feels kind of disappointed, since Greg was so little fun he couldn't even get to the good part.
Scarlet Thorn's kick connected beautifully with Ironclad's face and the metallic Alter Ego started dripping, what was it, acid? Well, it didn't matter. A mischievous chuckle escaped Scarlet's mouth. "What, don't tell me you work on gasoline? Man, that's so retro!" As he tried to cover up his wound, he heard how the liquid burnt the floor below them. "Ugh, so anti-hygienic. You should really buy good quality oil next time you get yourself a drink." Since the guy seemed a robot, well, it was just natural to think that he drank oil accompanied with his screw salad.

He put his guard up again after he saw Ironclad readying his next attack. When he took out his blades, he knew things would quit being boring. "Finally, some true entertainment!" He said when Ironclad threw himself against Scarlet. His attacks were, umm, how to say it. Well, Scarlet Thorn found it kind of disappointing that Ironclad was so determined on having such an unrefined attack style, Trying to slice him in two all while moving around, well, it was tasteless, no refinement at all. A swordsman should be more refined, or so he thought. Scarlet tried to escape the flurry of slices by doing somersaults, but more than obvious, Ironclad got him in the stomach more than one time and Scarlet was hurt rather badly, but his regenerative factor helped him endure it a bit, until he finally got tired of that.

In a swift movement, Scarlet used a tree to impulse him and jumped, making some distance between the Alter Ego's. "You seriously need to work on your fighting style, maybe, try looking less like a metallic brute?" Even if he said so, he didn't thought that Ironclad fought bad, more like he lacked the refinement to have an spectacular fight, and that pissed the self-proclaimed refined Alter Ego. "Ya know, I just can't fight ya like this. See ya!" He used his chains and used some of the tree branches to get himself up, and land in a branch. Next, he proceeded to take his leave after waving goodbye to Ironclad. "Finally away from that brute. Thank god!"
I'd be up for this, gonna write up a CS later.

CS here! ^.^
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