Post by Madeleine Hatter on Jan 8, 2011 0:40:49 GMT -5
"I KNOW THE WORLD'S A BROKEN BONE, BUT MELT YOUR HEADACHES CALL IT HOME."
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welcome to Fairytale Gone Bad.
hi there, Parrish, welcome to the site! so i hear you're female. that's pretty cool. no worries, we won't hold that against you. so you've been doing this crazy rp thing for 3 years? holy cow! we're really excited about your one character(s)! what's your character(s) name again? Madeleine Hatter. awesome. oh, how old are you? Sixteen? wow. that's pretty old. well, that's it for the rper. time to get to know your character!
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Hello, Madeleine May Hatter.
» Is there anything you would rather be called?
"You can call me Maddy, Hatter, or as people have called me a lot recently, Mad Hatter. Whatever suits your preferences. I'm not that picky."
» Great, now that we've got that covered. How old are you?
"I’m at the ripe, old age of nineteen."
» You know, has anyone ever told you that you look exactly like...?
"Judith Bedard? I'm not exactly sure who she is. A model? Something like that. Well. I have indeed seen pictures. I'd say the resemblance is uncanny."
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Let's talk about your personality.
» What are a few of your favorite things?
"Well, I like riddles for a start, but I can’t ever seem to come up with the correct answer. This is mostly because my mind goes down a rabbit trail, and I can’t for the life of me remember what we were just talking about. Something about rabbits? Oh. What I like? Well, I like riddles for a start, but… Oh. I already said that, did I? Oh, well forgive me. I do very much so love a good cup of tea. But only half a cup, you see. Oh boy, that rhymed, didn’t it? I enjoy being on my own to an extent. That’s when my best thinking gets done. I’ve dabbled in a few drugs, but the one that I love most is acid. Only because of the insane trips, though. Talking flowers, a queen with a very large head. Yes. It’s all very interesting. Being different is part of what makes me the mad hatter. I like people saying that I’m mad, mostly because it’s true. I am probably the most mad person that you could ever meet."
»That's interesting. Is there anything you absolutely dislike?
"I don’t like being betrayed. I’ve been betrayed many times in my life by people close to me… None of it has ever turned out well. For the other person that is. My temper is something to be reckoned with. As much as I dislike showing my emotions, but there are times when said temper gets a hold of me, and I fly off the edge. I do not like people to expect too much out of me. I never live up to expectations, and the sooner you get that, the better off we are with each other. I dislike the fact that I get easily distracted. I can hardly hold on to a conversation for more than a few mere minutes. That’s why I tend to stay to myself, unless I’m in the company of my close friends. I don’t like having responsibilities, but I tend to have all responsibility put on my shoulders as the sole caretaker of my younger sister, Caty Hatter. "
» Hm, what is your greatest fear?
"Being sent to the mad house. I may be mad, but I don’t deserve to go in there. My parents tried to send me there once before they died. I refused to go. But look, I’m still here, and I don’t have to worry anymore about my parents trying to send me there. I think the point that I wasn’t going came across quite well."
» Yeah, that is scary. Do you have any dreams for the future?
"It is quite scary. My dreams, you ask? Becoming successful. But isn’t that everyone’s dream? I think that’s more important than anything. And how do you climb the ladder of success? Show no mercy, no guilt, no shame, and get rid of everything in your way. I want to live in luxury. I want to live like a queen would. If I have to break a few people in the way, oh well, I suppose. "
» Wow, I hope you succeed. Can you tell me a little bit about yourself?
"Oh. Thank you. I hope I succeed as well. As for a bit about myself, I’m a nutter to say the least. Absolutely bonkers, in fact. That is no secret. I have a bit of a problem paying attention for any amount of time. My attention span is that of a young child. Don’t judge me for that. All the greatest people are bonkers. I’ve been told this before, and I hold to that. I’ve heard of how people love, and fall in love, but I’ve never felt that. The closest I’ve ever felt to love is my own sister. But even then, she just seems like another person to me. The only emotion I’ve ever really felt is obsession. When I find something that relatively pleases me, it’s the only thing I can think of. Things like, a certain riddle, a certain book, a certain… boy. I think I may scare people a bit. But rightly so, I guess."
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So far so good. Now for history.
» So tell me, where are you from? What did you think of it?
"I was raised in a cottage in the woods on the outskirts of town. I still live there, in the woods, with my sister. But in a new cottage. I somehow managed to get enough money to buy a new one. I’d much prefer to live in The Towers, part of the reason I work at Fairy Dust, selling drugs and other necessary items to the people that need my services. So I can get enough money to live there. Which kind of explains how I feel about the place I live. I never thought my parents cared ENOUGH about giving me and my sister a better life. Sure, my sister loves the meadows and the animals, but she’s only 15, I can’t expect her to know any better. "
» Do you have any other family? Parents? Siblings? Extended? What do you think about them?
"I’ve mentioned them several times already, but here we go. My parents, Alice and Philip Hatter, and then my fifteen-year-old sister, Caty. My parents are no longer living, as they got into a small accident a few years back. Oh, it was dreadful. Caty was with them when the house set flame, but somehow she got out. Now I’m left with the responsibility of raising a young girl. It’s almost unfortunate. You know, her not dying in the fire. Then I could be living on my own right now. What I’ve always wanted, anyway. From the time I could think rationally."
» What is your worst memory/memories?
"My life is a worst memory, but I do believe I will try my best to sort through my life to let you know which one stands out the most. Does it sound too cruel to say that it was when my sister emerged from the flames of our burning cottage? It does? Oh well. Too bad. That’s the worst memory. When I realized that my parents were gone and I’d have to take care of another living being. Namely one that was my own flesh and blood. I thought of pushing her back into the flames, but what if she’d gotten out again? Then she’d know that it was I that set the house on fire. I had to do it though. My parents were going to send me to the mad house. There is nothing wrong with me. I don’t belong there. "
» What is your best memory/memories?
"I've yet to have a happiest memory. I suppose I'll let you know when it comes to me. I guess meeting that wonderful Wonder boy comes close to a happy memory. He's 'a lovely boy. Always in my mad dreams and what not. But don't tell him I said that. He might stop coming around. That wouldn't be good, considering I need him to breathe, and he's my biggest buyer/acid trip buddy."
» Where are you now? What are you doing with your life?
"Still living in the same place, with the same sister. Again, as stated before I sell drugs and other things to anyone that comes my way needing them. Oddly, my sister hasn’t been taken away from me yet, which I find odd because I sometimes leave her alone for a few days. I’m shocked she hasn’t called anyone yet. Who knows? Maybe I have her too frightened to do anything but wait patiently for me to get home. I seem pretty friendly, according to some of my clientele. Much more friendly than the other dealers, they say. I’m hopelessly obsessed devoted, to one Alex Wonders. As you’ve seen, my happiest memories involve him. I’ve saved up a decent amount of money, but I’m still not nearly close to having enough to live in the lap of the luxurious Towers. Maybe if I can hack off my sister and sell some of her… Maybe even all of her to the black market… maybe then. You didn’t hear that, though."
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