Just meat, meat, meat, meat, meat.




Your love dogs are killing me.






Desperate,

So weak and powerless, over you!



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"A Dream Fed to Crows"



Chapter 4.




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"BAWK!" said the ex-Judge, for the tenth time, circling the air over giant pod leaf the quartet of ReWonderlanders were using as a canoe, with
"That BITCH!"
Persephone, on his/it's back, caught between laughing and giggling every so often to jerk at the reins in her fists.
The art of swooping upon prey in an attempt to catch any of them in your giant Crow's mouth should be a learned art, taught in universites for the highest of tuitions, thought the Queen(?) atop the bird.
The Queen(?) on the lilypad shared her thoughts more or less, but with much more of a morbid and angry auxiliary, and there were many slang adjectives used before and after this to describe her foe in the air.
"Just a little further, and we will be at your final destination," clipped the Shoujo Robot.
The Mad Familiar, little more than a puppet of the Xiangshi that Kyo was actually familiar with, took his hat off by the brim and chucked it like a frisbee at their attacker above, and it sliced through the air, but it missed it's target by a fraction as the Queen(?) was preparing to pull up straight into the clouds at this point.
"This is a damned stupid game of chess," said Alice, and she slid next to the Pilot. "My Dinah, don't lilypads have more or less a defense against this sort of thing?"
"Less than more, actually, I am afraid," replied the Pilot, stressing all three words (all three in the assumption needed replacement and correction). "But as best as I know how, I will try to defend us."
"Whatever you do do it fast plzthxbbq," said Kyo. "And if possible, I want her ALIVE. She has my damned body."
"More or less," said the Familiar.
"More!" exclaimed Kyo.
"Not completely, however," said the Familiar. "And I'm talking about it being damned."
A hole burst through the clouds, spotlighting the pondgoers in their slow sidescent in rays from the Sun, but throwing a small shadow in the center of the pod which was the Crow, growing larger and larger as it prepared for a kamikaze attack.
"I can't manage keeping her safe from herself," said the Pilot in monotones, "but whether or not the body dies is of no concern, if you're only concerned about getting the body for yourself." And Dinah went about rowing on and on, while the others grew anxious for the crashing of the foul above.
And it was at first Kyo, the Familiar and Alice believed this is what happened, but the pilot had turned the giant oar branch onto the lilypad itself and chopped the very pod almost cleanly in two at the last second, but not quite; the seperation grew into a quick V shape and the Crow went into the space between, with not so much as a ripple to disturb the murk, due to the murkyness of it all.
Kyo held Persephone by the scruff of her stolen Panda Hybrid neck with one bony Rat Hybrid arm, having snatched her with her catlike reflexes, and I can't tell you there was much the accursed wretch could do, surrounded by a puppet, a hybrid, a pilot robot and ... well, a rather harmless girl without any arms, sloped against her chosen pet.
"My tongue is actually quite sharp," said Alice, as if reading the narrator's text.
All eyes on her, and Crowless, Persephone decided it would be the quaint thing to do to pass out in the clenched fist of Kyo.

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The lilypad landed some time later, the center still chopped, and all the inhabitants quite worn from the experience.
It was a forest, the likes of which could be seen on any broken television, but there were promises of things beyond that not even victorian writers could drudge up in their days.
'She comes back to my mind, she leaves it again, and later after I've gotten sober she's there, playing with my head and telling me noone ever dies,' read the Mad Familiar, staring at a stump with small scribbles carved into it. "This is the key to get into the Nameless Wood. You won't remember a thing unless you've memorized this, and when you take your first step, you'll only forget the message on the log."
"There are other ways to get in, but this is the most straightforward for the actual inhabitants," said the Pilot. "That will be fifty CC for the information, two AD for the boat trip, and I'll wait here for another 5 AD until Noon."
"When is Noon?" asked Kyo.
"What is Noon?" asked Alice, correctly. "I'll tell you what, I haven't got a dime. But if you'll dig around in my frock-pocket, you'll find a thumble. And you can have it, Dinah!"
The Pilot seemed to think for a moment, tapping a metal finger to her alloy chin. "I have grown fond of that name. It is the first one I've had since my exile. I can accompany you from this point on if you wish, a 32 CC value, if you'll sell me the name."
"No!" said Alice. "I insist you take it, it's a gift."
"I can't believe it, he looks right into my eyes when he tells me these things!" said Persephone, in her sleep.
There was a pointless gate situated without a fence or anything attached to it that would keep out intruders, but all four of the travellers could guess that it did at least mark the boundaries of what were called the Nameless Wood, and the Mad Familiar walked to it and opened it with a trio of creaks.
"Follow me, and walk forwards."
Three went through. But the Mad stopped and put a hand up to stop Kyo, carrying Persephone, just before she went through.
"She'll forget everything, that one, because she's unconscious."
"That's FINE!" Kyo grinned. "This should be very interesting!"
"If you find a way back to that body, you might forget everything too, until we leave."
"That's not so fine! But I'll take the risk, I want myself back ever so badly!"
The Mad put down his sign of ward and the four and one marched into the wood progressively. Upon Alice's request, the Pilot gave a guided spoken tour through her mouth speakers, explaining to them origins, endings, and everything in between as they passed random and fated flora and fauna.
"It was all anyone could do to find him here," said Dinah. "It was recorded that although the Queens knew just where the Mad Xiangshi was, they avoided actually coming to confront him. It was a rather Zatoichi episode; you draw the sword first, you will die first."
"Who is Zatoichi?" asked Alice.
"Yes, but at one point, anyone could get in, walk through to the other side, and come out," said the Mad. "Rumour has it there are tracks all about of a fawn and a little girl who walked through here. Though, I can't imagine such a thing happening these days."
"It does seem odd," remarked Alice. "Some of the trees seem to have faces on them."
"The mushrooms were poisonous," continued the Pilot. "And the Mad hid buttons and switches in some of them that would light the way to his home. In little less than a few moons, he had the entire forest as his base of operations."
"I would call it his laboratory before I would call it his home," said the Mad Familiar. "He never actually slept, only constantly stained the floors and walls with his experiments."
"It is a grand mansion, and there are wells as well as holes in the ground to compliment the needs for the tea."
"Why did he need the wells? Or rather, the tea?" asked Kyo, playing cat-and-mouse, but well having her mouse already.
"Because of the nature of the experiments," said the Pilot, helping Alice over a log thickened with lime spores and biting mushrooms. "He had a total of twelve creations in all, perhaps thirteen."
"Such a taboo number," said Kyo."
"Thirteen," said the Mad. "Name all you've recorded."
"His daughter, the original Persephone," said the Pilot. "That should of been the first. He had eight pawns made to defend the wood, none of which were entirely subservant, except one..."
Kyo grinned, and finished. "The one that he sent to kill the Queen!"
"That is correct," said Dinah. "That leaves us with four more creations." The Mad Familiar seemed weary. "The Mad Xiangshi supposedly made four familiars in his name before leaving ReWonderland."
"FOUR!" yelled Kyo. "Then..."
"I'm not the only one," said the ex-Lawyer.
"There is a lot of creation is ReWonderland," said the Pilot. "But there is an equal amount of destruction. Because neither can exist without the other, they are limitless because they are both constantly happening."
"Clever got me this far, then tricky got me in!" said Persephone, attemtping unsuccessfully to wrestle free from Kyo's grasp. Her hand went straight to her back sheath where the Keyblade had been, but this had been long removed, and the Mad carried it on his shoulder.
"GIVE ME MY CROWMAKER!" screamed the wretch.
"GIVE ME MY BODY!" screamed the ex-Hybrid.

And they had their raspy hands around eachother's necks for some time, playing and rolling about in what some onlookers may call a kinky fashion, with a lot of blood and hissing and smashing heads against rocks on the ground and so on.

The bitch didn't forget a thing!