Alice In Bloodland

Alice awoke to sound of screaming and her mother tossing appliances at her. Alice’s eyes adjusted and saw her mother enraged and screaming.

“You worthless piece of crap! Your just clouded this house…-” Alice was tired of it, so she left the living and headed to her room. As soon as she opened her door, something flew in the air and hit her in the back. She was soon enveloped in warm sensation, that traveled all though her vains. Her insides were warm but she was slowly growing colder. She looked back and saw a kitchen knife from tip to hilt in her back. Her eyes grew huge as she scanned her mom for an answer to why she did it, she didn’t find one only a smile spread over her face. She stumbled to the front door and threw it open with as much strength she could muster.

Her vision blurred as she made her to the forest. After she couldn’t see her house anymore, she crumpled to the ground, never knowing, she fell past the ground to a split world.

ooc: btw, my name will be ara....again. xD

Ara bent down to see the face of a young girl. She grinned and tilted her head to see a knife lying next to a small pool of blood dispatched from the unconscious girl. She carefully shaked the girl's arm to see if that could wake her up.Well this is quite interesting...it seems to be my lucky day, she thought.

OOC: fine…next rp we do..new name! one you’ve never done! Lol

Alice awoke to her surprise, all bandaged and only a fogged memory lingered to her wake. All the pain she felt was in her head, the rest of her body was numb and limb. Her head throbbed and she felt her heart beat, loud and clear, it hurt her more. She was happy to be alive, but also angry, angry at the fact she’ll have to either go home to her mother or face the world at the young age of 14, neither tempting.

She finally took in her surroundings, she wasn’t in a snowy dark forest but a pink and white room, with odd furniture and multiple doors, all different sizes. She gasped at her reflection in the mirror in front of her, her hair was a mess, sticking up everywhere, and dirt was smudged all over her porcelain skin. Even her attire was ripped practically to shreds, her bosom hung out of the dress now, the dress was also now at her mid thigh, and it was stained with only the unimaginable.

She released a sigh as she laid back down, that was, until she heard movement. Her eyes opened wide and she went into defense mood, she went for her sword only to find it missing. that’s right she thought she left it behind after fleeing her insane mother dearest. She looked up only to find a petite girl a little bigger then she, cleaning off her knife smiling. Confusing Alice asked

“who the hell are you?”

Ara narrowed her eyes at the girl for her rude greeting. "My name is Ara, you twat. It seems that I couldn'tpossibly have ignored you since you're covered in filth and all that blood. Sooo....where the hell did you come from?" She said using the girl's words back at her.

Alice was taken back by this girl. She had straight black hair sort of like her own, and wore a similar dress to Alice’s but at the same time different. She sighed at her question, hey it was only fair to answer.
“My name is Alice Kingsley. It doesn’t matter where I’m from because I am not going back! So that leads me to my first question as to where am I?” Alice could feel the bitterness in her voice, she gently reached for her tiny knife located in her panty hose, she was always prepared. She may have left her sword but she always had her trusty knife.

She rose up and ripped off the remaining pieces of her top. She was now in her corset, she felt incredibly exposed.

She continued to eye Ara to make sure she didn’t make a wrong move.