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Sex in Wonderland meme

As it says on the tin, something's gone wrong and here you are in Wonderland. It's a lovely, rural place, full of green fields and spectacular sights. It's free to enter, provided that you don't mind the toll it takes on your sanity. You see, now that Wonderland has you here, it will use your body to suit its own needs. Don't worry though. Other Wonderlandians will surely come along to help you adjust yourself to the setting!

Enjoy the pastries and beverages, helpfully marked eat me and drink me for your convenience. It all tastes absolutely delightful, but take care of how much you ingest. Almost all of it is drugged in some way or another. You may find yourself growing or shrinking, sometimes more in some body parts than others. Other times, you may find your mood swinging in one direction or another. There's no rhyme or reason for it, but there doesn't have to be.

Chat with anyone you like, but be prepared to talk for a long time if you cross paths with someone from the Caterpillar Crew. They're fairly heavy smokers, and tend to spend their days lounging about on mushrooms puffing their hookas. It's easy to relax when they're nearby, and they'll love to help you settle down while they tell you all about the way the world should be. Don't worry if it starts to feel like your head's stuffed full of cotton. That's just the way it feels when you lose your own will. Just sit back and breathe deep, all right?

If you're fortunate, perhaps someone will take enough of an interest in you to invite you to a tea party. The dishes are remarkably stylized and sexy, if perhaps a bit pornographic as you eat the food and uncover what lies beneath. But as the party goes on, you might find the atmosphere more appealing. Don't worry about making a mess if your inhibitions fall so low you stretch out on the table to offer yourself for dessert.
Mind the Doremouse, though. His sleepiness might prove contagious. And if you fall asleep in Wonderland, who knows where you might wake up?

If you find yourself shrunk down to the height of a gnome, be sure to take a walk through the Garden. The flora loves playing with guests! The viney plants love to wrap around visitors and help them take root, and there seems to be pollen everywhere, for better or worse. Those who roll around in the fertilizer for very long might find themselves growing more plantlike than they were before, though in strangely literal ways. The fierce tigerlillies romp with the roaring dandelions. Those pollinated by poseys might find themselves compelled to freeze in interesting positions. Sunflower buds grow tanned and prefer to stretch out in direct sunlight, while gentle pansies are far too timid to bloom unless they're fucked gently. If you stay here, you might even find yourself becoming a new breed of plant entirely!

It's probably easy to misplace your clothes in the middle of all this excitement. Maybe you've shrunk down too far and couldn't fit into them anymore. Maybe you just lost yourself for a little bit and want to reclaim some of your modesty instead of walking around stark naked. Wonderland is happy to provide an alternative for you! Many trees and bushes bear garments instead of fruit. Pluck a spider-spun bikini and clothe yourself in the most delicate of silk. Harvesting something from the stiletto bush might seem silly at first, but it must be better than walking around barefoot in the wilderness. And who knows? If you spend enough time exclusively in Wonderland's fetishwear, you might find that it makes more sense than hiding your body behind all that fabric.

Mirrors are a curious thing in Wonderland. Your reflection can easily work its way out of the frame to greet you in entirely intimate ways. Is it masturbation if you play with yourself in front of your reflection? In some niche cases, twins might become attached. You'll never have to be lonely again.

If you enter the royal gardens, you might notice the guards tending to naked bodies. The Queen wants to only be surrounded by the most lovely objects, and so her guards are set to painting the roses red. You're welcome to pick up a paintbrush and tend to some unflourished skin. Likewise, volunteer canvases are quite welcome as well.

Oh dear, have you upset the Queen? Do be careful during your trial. The Queen loves to claim heads of all kinds. She'll take a man's head and leave him a woman. She'll steal an innocent's maidenhead. Tread carefully, and you just might survive the trial with all your body parts intact. It might be helpful to request a game. Speaking of games...

Do you play croquet? You should if you want to rub elbows with royalty. Hopefully you won't feel awkward wielding gigantic phallyses and striking balls through living targets bent over backwards to provide proper goals. The entire deck is available to the winner, but losers might find themselves growing flexible enough to be useful in the next game.

As you explore the lands though, beware the fearsome Jabberwock. It's a huge beast, known only to have an insatiable appetite. None who've seen the Jabberwock have returned alive. It's impossible to tell what will become of you if you're caught by it.

Of course, keep in mind that Wonderland is a magical place. It's impossible to catalogue everything one might find within. Perhaps you'll encounter something else during your stay?

Whatever happens, remember that we're all mad here. Don't take it personally if you start to slip.

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Character Name: Valentine
Character Age: 27
Role: Likely to be queen (or attendant thereof), caterpillar, or hell, even a rather grizzled Alice
Character Information: Trained nurse/black-ops agent with a penchant for flirtation and sarcasm. May have a soft spot in there somewhere, but she's more likely to go after yours. With a scalpel.
Yes & No: See here. Especially interested in drugs, bondage, clothing kink, foodplay, and exhibitionism.
Anything else: I'll be slow, but I'm a massive Wonderland geek so you'll probably get walls of tl;dr from me anyway. By no means are you expected to match my tag length, so long as you give me something to work with.

[ooc: Hello, Valentine looks like a lot of fun! I'd like to throw Orihime here at her, if that's okay. She's seventeen, so I thought I'd ask first. Many of your kinks appeal to me, including all those 'especially interested' ones there, and in fact all of them in your Favorites and Yeses except the gory violence, guro, and vore.

If you are alright with her, my knowledge of Wonderland is pretty weak, but I can wing it! I was thinking Valentine as the caterpillar and Orihime as the sweet, innocent Alice.]

[ Orihime's cool! I'm marginally familiar with Bleach though I haven't kept up with it in forever, haha. But no problems on the whole lore of the place, I'm not much of a stickler for getting things exactly like the books, so we'll just…yeah, wing it!

And yes, I'm very okay with this prompt! Any other nos in particular on your end? What kind of drugs were you thinking of subjecting her to? Canonically, Valentine's arsenal of poisons include (translating game mechanics here), vials for temporary paralysis, heightened sensitivity (especially for pain), and delayed/slowed down physical reactions, but I'm pretty open to anything else you've got in mind! Of course, needles are probably going to be a thing, since caterpillars sting, and so do syringes. ]

Edited (whoops should've made that more clear) 2015-01-17 17:52 (UTC)

[ooc: Not to worry, Orihime hasn't changed all that much over the years (except maybe a bit more confident these days), she's just as airheaded and bubbly as ever! Let's go, winging it!

Other than the ultraviolence and nomming her things I listed, the only other things on your lists I'd rather avoid are watersports and scat related kinks. Beyond those, let's go, the crazier the better! I have to admit a fondness for anal play of any kind, but whether you indulge that or not is up to you. As for the drugs, go nuts: paralytics, sensitivity, aphrodisiacs, hallucinogens, disinhibitors (is that a word?), anything that sounds fun on its own or combined with something else. No problem with needles, in fact, piercings are one of the few kinds of violent play I like.]

[ Wonderful! She was one of my favorites back in the day. But all right then, we'll see if we can manage to slip anal play in (among other things). Heh, I really was hoping we could combo on the drugs, so this works! Maybe paralytics or aphro first, if she needs some coercion (so long as we keep it dubcon, anyway). Did you want to start? ]

[ooc: She's always been my forever girl uwu. Alright, awesome! Don't fret if you can't put it in immediately ~~that's what she said~~, there's probably a natural place it could work somewhere to come. Orihime can probably be easily convinced to get an injection or take a hit off a hookah to get things started with the drugs, so no problem there, and I will start!]

Oh dear, oh dear, Orihime was lost, indeed. Well, she'd been lost ever since she'd tumbled down that rabbit hole and was made to explore this strange, strange land, chasing after rabbits and attending tea parties and dealing with every other odd situation that she could possibly imagine. All on her own again, now, she wandered through a great big forest, with great big trees and great big mushrooms, seeking her way to the castle to meet the queen.

Following a path, though she wasn't sure it was a path to anywhere she wanted to go, she came across a clearing, and a peculiar one at that. Another one of Wonderland's residents was there, a woman dressed like a nurse in a dress several sizes too small, sitting on of those enormous mushrooms. Orihime had learned to be wary of Wonderland's residents, but she was in dire need of directions, and her trusting nature said that she was bound to eventually find one person that would talk to her straight!

"Excuse me, Miss Nurse?" she greeted her as she approached, waving shyly. Dressed in her school uniform still, a gray blazer and skirt combo with a white undershirt and red bow-tie, she looked nothing like the usual Wonderlander, but maybe she could fake it! "Could you tell me which way to go if I want to meet the Queen?"

[ Gotcha! And will be turning in now so see you whenever. ]

Little girl, the only thing straight here would be an erect caterpillar, though such was presently absent from this little patch of the forest. Valentine reclined on top of a plump mushroom cap, the whites of her uniform starkly visible against the bright red. The latter color was, of course, a great big warning sign. Poison. But anyone happening upon this little patch of mud and spores would’ve figured that out ahead of time already.

She had her surgical mask clenched between her teeth as she blew out a ring of smoke, glowing blue and red and green before dissipating in the fragrant air. She sat up upon being alerted by a little voice, pushing the wide collar of her uniform up over her bosom, to little avail. She cocked her head to one side, regarding the newcomer with apparent boredom, a glimmer of interest sparking in her own drug-addled brain.

Once upon a time, she thought, she could recognize a girl who looked very similar.

She set aside the tube of her hookah, pushed her mask underneath her chin, and hooked one leg over the other.

“What do we have here?” she drawls, watching Orihime with a smirk. “You’re a little far from home, aren’t you, sweetie?” That guilelessness could kill her one day, but that wasn’t Valentine's mission directive for the afternoon. Hell if she could even remember it.

“What business have you got with the Queen, anyway?”

What was poisonous and what wasn't? Orihime couldn't even tell anymore, Wonderland was so strange, she supposed everything in this bizarre land was a little bit dangerous. The present company was very much included, how bizarre that smoke was that the strange nurse exhaled, all kinds of colors that sparkled in the air before it vanished again. At least she didn't seem angry or aggressive, those were pluses over some things she'd seen!

"Yes, I'm afraid I'm lost..." Orihime murmured, looking down and scuffing a toe in the dirt. How sad, that scar across her mouth must have hurt the nurse so much when it was fresh, she felt bad for her. "I want to get home so much, but I don't know which way to go!"

Raising her head again, she looked the nurse in the eye and nodded. "I'm following the White Rabbit! He's the one that brought me here, and he must know the way back. All I know about him is that he's on his way to meet the Queen, so that's where I have to go, too."

When up was down and down was up and you couldn’t even tell what size you’re supposed to be anymore, she’s surprised that this one could even manage to keep her sanity. But, Valentine supposed, that could just be some dumb luck, if not a naiveté so powerful it managed to override her usual sensibilities.

Though she figured the kid was just new, if the mention of the White Rabbit was any indication. The white rabbits she was familiar with were ones people ended up chasing after a good shot of psychedelic drugs.

Not a bad explanation for what’s been happening to them right now.

But Orihime’s right—Valentine wasn’t interested in being so very unwelcoming to a newcomer. More so one who didn’t seem to know what she’s doing.

“You poor thing,” she replied, dropping her voice down an octave to sound more soothing—or rather, cajoling. She leaned over the edge, felt the faint squelch of vegetation that had probably contributed to that weird hallucinogenic effect her hookah was giving her.

“Why don’t you come up here and tell me all about it?” She waved a hand, and a small cluster of mushrooms sprang up from the ground, forming a makeshift staircase leading up to where Valentine sat.

“Come along, honey,” she cooed, patting the spot next to her. “You don’t want to keep me waiting.”

Character Name: Skye
Character Age: Early 20s (birthdate canonically redacted)
Role: She's an audience proxy character, so she'd fit well as an Alice. She can be a bit of a slacker, so a Caterpillar-type might suit her well also. And considering her current job for the government, she'd fit in as any of the characters under the Queen's employ.
For canonmates, Skye might have wandered off to track a lead and fallen into one of the bad ending scenarios that would require a rescue effort?
Character Information: Mouthy hacker type who grew up in the child welfare system. She's been on a spirit quest to find her birth family, and that's led her to taking a spit in a government ops group. She's gotten her answers and they're just about the worst thing ever. Her spirit quest has since shifted to proving that she's not like her parents.
Yes & No:Kinks here.
Anything else:If you'd not sure what's a welcome scenario, feel free to ask! I also don't mind playing with any medium, so don't feel obligated to tag Live Action to Live Action. If there's any place to throw away the medium divide, it's Wonderland.

Edited 2015-01-17 17:55 (UTC)

Would you be open to a Ward? Or I also have a Steve?

Ooh, I love playing against Wards. I'm absolutely open. Did you have something particular in mind?

I have no preference. I'm open to anything. Can either have him be good or bad. I was thinking maybe tea party?

Skye's been classified as MIA since the incident in Puerto Rico. Officially, she's been undergoing treatment and therapy for the stresses incurred by exposure to the obelisk. Unofficially, she's simply gone missing. The same event that so altered her physiology had left a dimensional tear between their world and someplace else. And as efficient as Ward could be, it surely wouldn't be long before he'd followed the trail through the tear and ended up here.

Where "here" was remained to be seen, however. It was a bright pastoral setting, a pure English countryside that had no reason to be connected to Puerto Rico's hot island temperature. And it seemed to be time for tea. A long banquet table was set upon the horizon. As Ward approached, he might be able to make out a figure that resembled Skye's wearing things that Skye would normally rather die than be spotted in: tall blue stiletto heels, fishnet stockings, and a blue dress so small and tight it barely qualified as lingerie. She ran a finger through a cupcake's frosting and dipped it into her mouth, sucking on it for a long moment. Her eyes lazily rolled to meet him, voice escaping in a low purr.

"I was hoping it'd be you who came."

It wasn't long after what happened that he had lost Agent 33. He'd already spent more time with her than he planned to. It had taken time to heal from the gunshot wound, but he didn't fault Skye for doing it. It was no secret that he was a mess, his own loyalties really only pointed at her.

The path to Skye had been long and arduous, but not like anything he thought it would be. As much as SHIELD had prepared him for things, even he wasn't sure it prepared him for this. A world that seemed like something out of a dream? With talking animals and plants?

He wondered if he was being drugged.

His eyes widened when he came across Skye. He swallowed, staring at her, unable to to anything but. Dark eyes raked down the length of her body, shivering at what he saw. "Huh. That... That's not something I ever expected to hear from you."

Unlike her, Grant had been wearing normal clothes when he entered this world. "What are..." He was about to ask her what she was wearing until he caught a glimpse of himself. His jeans and sweatshirt had changed into something reminiscent of The Mad Hatter. "What the hell?"

"Skye, what's going on?"

"Well isn't it obvious?" Skye climbed to the nearest seat, but only used it as a stepstool, settling her barely-clothed bottom on the edge of the table instead. She reached for a cup and kettle, very daintily pouring herself a cup of tea.

"It's a party to celebrate your Unbirthday." Honestly. Was Ward so work-obsessed that he'd forgotten?

Slowly, things started to make sense for Ward. Even if he didn't like where his mind was leading him.

Tea party. Unbirthday. Strange world. Blue dress. At least she wasn't calling herself Alice.

Slowly, he moved closer to the table. His feet dragged, as if he didn't want to approach her. To be fair, he was hesitant to do so. He didn't really know where to look without staring at her, so much of her skin was on display. He swallowed, trying to remember his training and not be just another guy who was blinded by sex.

There was a mission here. To retrieve her and get her the fuck out of here.

"Why don't we go back home and celebrate, hmm? With your friends? This... This world isn't ours, Skye."

The closer her got to her, the weirder he felt. He couldn't explain it. When he was only a foot away from her, he stopped, reaching up to hold his head in his hands. Shaking it did nothing to clear the fogginess he was feeling. "I... I like parties?"

"Home?" She repeated the word with a curious lilt to her voice. "Oh no, we absolutely shouldn't! Home is a terrible place for parties. Home's really no fun at all, actually."

And in that, Skye slipped him the closest thing she could manage to an explanation. Home was where people bled and died. She hadn't been trapped here. She'd run off here and cast herself aside to the nonsense.

As he came closer, she reached out a leg and hooked his arm with her ankle, dragging him towards the chair she straddled.

"Yes, of course you like parties. Who doesn't like a party? Now sit here and enjoy the one that's just for you."

The closer he got, the more out of touch he felt. In a way, he was still there in the back of his mind, but fading fast. "No, it's... It's home. Friends there. You have people that care about you. People... I wish I had that," he muttered. Images flashed through his mind. Fitz. Jemma. Coulson.

The nonsense wasn't real. It was escapism. He had to take her home. Didn't he?

Reluctantly, Ward sat down on the stool, staring up at her in confusion. "I... I like parties," he mumbled, reaching up to take off his top hat. One hand ran through his hair, his eyes narrowing at her. "A party for me?"

"No, this isn't right. Skye..." Reaching up, he rested one hand on her thigh, trying not to lose himself. He swallowed, feeling her soft skin beneath his fingers. It was so smooth, he couldn't look away.

"What... I..." He bit his lip, slowly letting his eyes trail up her curves to her face. "Skye..." Licking his lips, he wondered if something was in the air around them. "You like parties?"

I don't really smut with this muse much, but...well, this seemed worth a try.

Character Name: The Red Queen (Anastasia)
Character Age: ....Twenties, I think? ~~curse you, vague canon~~
Role: Queen, duh.
Character Information: In canon, Ana originally came to Wonderland with her lover, Will Scarlet, to start a new life. When things didn't go as they planned, she broke Will's heart and got engaged to the Red King. Canonically it was a business agreement sort of marriage - there was no love between them and it didn't take the Red King very long to start escorting mistresses into the castle for trysts. Let's say that when he died, Ana completely reinvented Wonderland in an attempt to fulfill the hole in her life caused by choosing power over love. The sex-centric atmosphere is a side-effect of Ana's messing with magic and trying to sate her loneliness/disregarding the actual problems of the kingdom infrastructure. She's prone to anger, distrust, selfishness, arrogance, and asserting her authority over others.

Yes: Magic using, oral, vaginal sex, light bondage, discipline, coercion, adultery, master/pet, teasing, striptease, risky locations.
No: Pregnancy, vore, gore, bathroom play, non-con
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