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Phoebe’s late grandfather got her into snail whispering, and she absolutely loves it. She has two garden snails; Alice and Poppy.
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@strxgxi | cont. (w/Armand)
"Well, from my perspective, it is easy to see that you are one." Phoebe had made the attempt to use the same vocabulary and speaking tone as Armand. It was a silly act, but she wanted to be seen as more interesting. She hoped their interaction would last long, she adored speaking to strangers, especially ones that may be of supernatural...
Blue hues would briefly look him over from head to toe, as a hand motioned. "Look at how you stand - no one in this day and age have that posture. I don't think people in my parents' day had it either!" Phoebe's arms would cross as she spoke, head tilting to the left. "I borrowed a book from the library - it was a guide book on vampires. It has said you can tell someone is a vampire based on their eye colour, the way they dress, and their posture - "
Phoebe's sentence cut off, getting on her tippy toes, eyes stared into his. "...Yeah, your eyes are a weird colour. They're nice, but weird." She coaxed, returning back on her feet - her shoulders did a quick shrug. "While I do admire your choice of fashion...even though you look like you just came out of a Vogue magazine - it makes me think you're a vampire."
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@monbellemonstre | cont. (w/Armand)
The blonde's feet dangled like a toddler, eyes were attentive on the chequerboard. When Armand picked up his red piece, blue hues immediately bounced on to the piece, eager to find out where it would be placed. Phoebe had never played chess before. When Armand had suggested for them to play - Phoebe felt intimidated; she knew she would not be good. No, I cannot feel like that. It's only a game; I need to have good sportsmanship. If I lose - it's okay.
"You are lucky. I hope to someday meet a Mad Hatter. Sometimes I think my life would be more exciting if I meet one. Did any of the Mad Hatters make you life more exciting?" Phoebe would say as her attention would revert on to Armand, a smile would appear. Seeing Armand smile, it brought herself to have to smile - as if he had made smiling to be a contagious virus.
"Ahem!"
The sudden startling sound caused Phoebe to look to her left; The Mad Hatter and...the other Phoebe sitting across from them - drinking some tea. Hatter looked at the child with a disapproval gaze, shaking his head. "It is rude to mention our interactions with an uninvited guest! Truly is!" He cried out and he would take another sip of his tea.
"...Everyone is welcome to your tea party - you told me that!" Phoebe muttered and her attention would go back once again to Armand, now flashed a nervous grin. "S-Sorry, uhm...right." Slowly her hand reached over to pick up her white pawn piece, placing it on a block. "I-I'm sorry...I am not very - " From the corner of her eye, she seen the other Phoebe get up - dropping her tea cup and skipped over to her. She stood behind and leaned over, smiling. She just wasted a wonderful cup of tea. How rude.
"Mad, mad, mad - we're all mad here! Yes, indeed!" The sentence was forced out of Phoebe's mouth, bringing her to grimace. Why must the other Phoebe make her say such silly things?
Phoebe managed to bring a smile back on her face, sadly it had become weaker. "S-Sorry...I mean't to say...that I am not very good at this game. So, I'm sorry that you're winning here..." She responded, and upon hearing Armand's question, that weak smile turned bright once again. Oh, he had a way on bringing her some joy!
"Y-Yes he does. My Hatter does. He -- He likes serving me this happy tea when I am sad. It has raspberries and hibiscus in it. I am sure he would gladly serve some to you, and it would give you so much joy - that it may remove all the sadness you've ever had!"
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Often, Phoebe imagines her Tourette's as a person, the other Phoebe she calls her. Sees her as her exact self with the same appearance, except is the complete opposite - bold and blunt.
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Phoebe had stepped back as Glinda approached; afraid that she would have accidentally stepped on her dress skirt. It was a beautiful dress, and Phoebe would be terrible if she ruined it. "Pink my favourite colour, too!" Phoebe's tone brightened as she grinned. "If I had a dress like yours - I would never take it off. I would sleep in it, and dance in it all morning and night..." She closed her eyes, hands squeezed together, giggling. "I am imagining myself dancing and singing in that dress. I know I would have such a fun time wearing it!"
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for @phoebelcsts "Your dress...it's pink. I love it."
Glinda smiles at the little girl, approaching her and ducking to be closer to her height. She has always liked children and she has started liking them even more so recently, after everything she's been through. It feels satisfying to see there's kind souls who will grow up in a new Oz, who are growing up somewhere differently, safer.
"Why, thank you, miss. This is very kind of you. Pink is one of my favorite colors... As is blue, like your eyes!"
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Phoebe’s favourite subjects are English and Science.
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Phoebe’s dream is to take ballet classes. She has always loved ballet, and always pictured herself dancing on stage during performances. Her mom would never let her take the lessons due to being fear of the condition her feet would become, and any risk of injuries.
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Phoebe loves fish - lobsters are her favourite. What can I say? She’s a typical east coaster kid
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@eladead sent: "If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?" (he has a flight app pulled up on his phone)
"Curiouser and curiouser you are..." Phoebe would mutter, her doll sat on her lap as she brushed its hair. She paused midway, slowly setting the hair brush down as she would glance upward, thinking. "Anywhere...in the world..." Again, she muttered, a finger lightly tapped on her chin. This was a difficult question to answer.
"I...I...don't know." She would say, Phoebe did do much travelling, and that question left her mind go blank. Surprisingly, that never happened before; her parents did not have the time, leaving Phoebe to use her imagination for travelling. One time, she had went to Paris with The Mad Hatter - using a flying tea cup as transportation.
Her eyes would finally move to the vampire, briefly glanced over at his phone. He is so lucky to have a phone. Her parents would not allow her to own one. "I always wanted to go to Greece!" Phoebe was now smiling, her shoulders did a quick shrug. "I'd love to see those buildings that were built during ancient Greece, and of course - try Greek food!"
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@ofloveandwar sent: ❛ destroy what is destroying you. ❜ (quality advice from a tyrant 👍)
"Of course the red queen would say such thing!" The just came out as quick as lightening, her hand would cover her mouth - bringing her eyes to go wide. Phoebe whimpered, her hand moved away; a shameful gaze filled her eyes. "I-I'm sorry. I...I didn't mean to..." Her voice trembled, water filled her eyes - no, do not cry! People in Wonderland never cry!
She sniffled and her fingers rubbed her eyes, trying to hide those tears that wanted to be released. Her hands held together in front of her, and her gaze moved to the ground, frowning. "How do I destroy that something when it lives in my brain, Your Majesty?" Such a brave child Phoebe was to dare herself to ask her a question.
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PROMPTS FROM SINNERS * assorted dialogue from the 2025 film, adjust as necessary
i want you to promise right now.
i think that was the best day of my life.
was it like that for you?
you keep dancing with the devil... one day he's gonna follow you home.
drop the guitar, [name].
jump on the work. don't let the work jump on you.
if you don't mind, i'm gonna be late.
i've been working all week.
who are you, babe?
so tell me about chicago.
that's why we came back home.
figure we might as well deal with the devil we know.
don't move.
fuck that. it's gotta be tonight.
look at that sky.
you big enough to take me now, huh?
you keep your eyes open for anybody staring too long.
i'm gonna need you to come sit in this truck right here.
what can i do for you?
i'm trying to help you.
i was doing better before you shot me in the ass.
why are you paying for this?
how fast does this thing drive?
i can show you better than i can tell you.
i seen you somewhere before.
maybe i'll see you tonight.
don't look at her.
you know, i waited for you.
i am your way out.
there's some weird shit going on out here.
i'm married, by the way.
you told me you loved me.
i told you to stay the fuck away from me, too, but i guess you didn't hear that part, huh?
keep your voice down now.
remember falling asleep with your head on my chest, leaving in the middle of the night without a fucking word?
i drank it.
need you to give us a moment.
i'm gonna need you to show some respect.
i don't want your money.
you wanna make me say it?
i thought i could trust them, but they trying to kill me.
just don't let them hurt me no more.
have you seen anyone recently?
i don't think you should be here.
you making any money with that thing?
they hurt you?
so you'll kill for me.
why can't you just say that?
somebody take me in your arms tonight.
you're beautiful. i just want to taste you.
i think you're in the wrong place.
we'll be on our way.
you better enjoy the rest of the night.
i wish in my heart that we'd have met sooner.
we got us a problem.
best thing about me is you.
where the hell you been at?
i'm supposed to walk back?
can i at least get my money?
open up this door. let me outta here.
we're gonna find a way out of this, i promise.
you telling the truth?
they feel the same.
everything's gonna be all right now.
i'll see you soon.
sorry i couldn't keep you safe.
we are connected, you and i, to everything.
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Phoebe loves carrot cake. On her birthdays - since she was six, she has always requested a carrot cake.
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&. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( you know that dynamic of the emotionally closed off one & the kind one they have a soft spot for? yeah, that’s the vibe. )
said from the lone wolf.
❛ you think you know me, but the truth is, you don’t. ❜
❛ going home isn’t an option anymore. ❜
❛ i’m fine. there’s nothing for you to worry about. ❜
❛ do you wish i was different? ❜
❛ i just, i don’t want anything bad to happen to you. ❜
❛ you deserve better than what you’ve got. ❜
❛ i guess we both lost something we were fond of. ❜
❛ i’m not leaving you out here alone. ❜
❛ you don’t have to keep me company, i’m fine by myself. ❜
❛ coming here to see you is the only place i could go. ❜
❛ i’m afraid of losing you, okay? ❜
❛ i know you probably hate me right now, and i get it. ❜
❛ what is with your weird fascination with me? ❜
❛ yeah, you keep on telling yourself that bullshit. ❜
❛ i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. ❜
❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜
❛ if i could be a different person, i promise you, i would be. ❜
❛ people like us don’t get to decide when we’re done. ❜
❛ i’ve never had anything good happen to me when i trusted others. ❜
❛ you won’t survive out there. they tear all good things apart. ❜
❛ i don’t know what’s the truth or what’s a lie anymore. ❜
❛ you got guts, i’ll give you that. ❜
❛ the more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❜
❛ for the first time in years, i felt something that i thought had been lost to me. ❜
❛ what you think you’re going through is nothing to what i have been through. ❜
said from the soft spot.
❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜
❛ how is it that you’re never scared? ❜
❛ you think i’m weak because i’m not like you. ❜
❛ you wanted to be left alone, right? ❜
❛ how do you make the pain go away? ❜
❛ you shouldn’t smoke, you know. ❜
❛ destroy what is destroying you. ❜
❛ i hope you find the peace you’re searching for. ❜
❛ you know my door is always open to you. ❜
❛ i look at you and my heart breaks because all i see is loneliness. ❜
❛ you’re avoiding the subject and you know it. what are you hiding from me? ❜
❛ you’re not at war anymore, you can come home. ❜
❛ it feels like you’ve been avoiding me. ❜
❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜
❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜
❛ why do you care? you could have just walked away. ❜
❛ i know you. how else do you think i found you so easily? ❜
❛ if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? ❜
❛ i just thought you’d like some company. ❜
❛ are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you? ❜
❛ i knew you had a heart. ❜
❛ can you look at me? please? ❜
❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜
❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜
❛ you have something beautiful inside of you. it’s hard for some people to tell, but it’s there. ❜
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Phoebe’s parents are so busy with their work, they pay little to no mind to Phoebe. She loves them, but wishes she could spend more time with them.
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@thuganomxcs sent: “ who did this to you? where are they? ”
Phoebe was sitting on the bench, hands and knees covered in small cuts, partially covered in blood. The young girl began covering them with bandaids. "I-I'm fine..." She would mumble and slowly a frown would be visible.
It was some big kid, whom like everyone else, started making fun of her for her tics, and when Phoebe asked for them to stop - the taunting became worse. Then, he pushed her. Now, here she was - covered in scrapes, trying to cover them before her parents had a chance to see them. "P-Please don't!" She would say, now looking up at him, warm tears filled her eyes. "It's okay! I promise! I-I'll be fine, I promise!"
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@thegaissilent sent: popcorn + hc
Phoebe does not like popcorn; the kernels get stuck between her teeth, and her fingers feel sticky from the butter. She prefers eating chips or candy if she goes to a movie theatre.
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