WonderForest Academy

[Jack Spinner]

Here, at WonderForest Academy, everything is possible, probable, plausible, and running very late.
Here, at WonderForest Academy, the unknown is the norm, the unusual the usual, and other such addle-pated puffery.
You either applied here, were found and sent here, or were found and brought here because you display what we, here at WonderForest Academy, like to call 'Wonderlandish Tendencies'. You can either see Wonderlanders or behave like them. And that is what we, here at WonderForest Academy, endorse. Here, at WonderForest Academy, you are free to hone in your strange talents, your odd gifts, your clandestine blessings. And here, at WonderForest Academy, is where we will teach you to use them.
Your teachers will be called Hatters, until you turn ten, then you'll move on to what we call Rabbits until fourteen, and then what we've named Cheshires until you finally reach that prime, ripened state of Wonderlandish Excellence, where then the Queen will determine what to do with you.
Children under the ages of 10 will reside in the Pawns until they are nine years old. Upon their tenth birthday, they shall be moved to the Rooks, where they shall stay until their twelfth year. Once thirteen, they shall progress to the Knights, upon fifteen, to the Bishops, and then finally, once sixteen, to either Kings or Queens. Children residing in either of these two Pieces are the elite, oldest and most talented in their class. The strength of their Wonderlandish Tendency shall determine which Piece they reside in; Queens is by far the most powerful, the cream of the crop.
Here, at WonderForest Academy, everything is Wonderful. Here, at WonderForest Academy, everything is as magnificent as Wonderland itself. Here, at WonderForest Academy, we promise you will never ever forget the school's name.
And here, at WonderForest Academy, we can promise you the best time of your life.





Oh, and as a second note, you're not leaving anytime soon.

[Hayleigh]

(( I think I'm liking the sound of this...lol))

[Elli]

((I love this! I sooooo wanna roleplay this. Lol, and *points to Jack's post* that made me giggle.))

[Daeiel]

((It's pretty fun....we started doing this together on a different site but we didn't get too far... Maybe now something really Wonderful can happen!))

[Jack Spinner]

(Yeah, now that there's more than two people )

Matthew Diamonds was sick of Bishops.
He was moving on today, for good, he thought, and either onto Queens or Kings, Queens was his ambition. His 'Wonderlandish Tendency' was a general one, he thought, but general enough to be considered exceptional. Matthew Diamonds could talk to animals.
Or, they talked to him. Even before he was brought to WonderForest Academy, old enough to be out of Pawns already, he'd been able to do it. His parents had a dog, Cocoa, who said the most interesting things. And the neighbor's cat, Mrs. Pickles, used to say some things that weren't repeated in decent society. But then the WonderForest Academy March Hares came and found him, and sat him down and made him talk, and paid his parents a tidy sum of money, and dragged him off.
But that was a long time ago, five or six years, at least. It wasn't like he missed his old home, or that his parents wrote to him, or anything like that. It was just that before he was strange, and now he was generally exceptional, and that was a great difference.
He had to sit on the last case to get it to close, before the Bills came and collected his luggage, dragging it carelessly, as Bills were known to do, down three flights of stairs and onto his new Piece. One Bill, who was clearly the head Bill, handed him an envelope which contained his new assignment, either Kings or Queens.
Matthew Diamonds peeled it open, excitement gripping his stomach.
It read "Diamonds, Matthew. Tendency: General. Level: Excellent. Assignment:"
Matthew's heart plummeted straight down into his feet.
The Assignment read "Kings."

[Daeiel]

Peter Heart was excited.

He turned ten years old in exactly one month, two weeks, and three days, and that would mean no more Pawns! No more Hatters telling him, "What a special gift you've got! But try not to..." or "Don't do this, it's not..." or "Next time you do that, you should..." Now he'd have Rabbits for teachers, and live in Rooks, and do all kinds of things he couldn't do before!

Peter was almost sure he'd never been more excited in his life.

He didn't really remember when he first came to WonderForest Academy; he knew it was a long time ago, when he was very, very little, maybe two or three years of age. Now, he was bigger, and about to move up.

His 'Wonderlandish Tendency' was strange. No one quite knew what it did, not even his Hatters, which probably explained why they gave him so much correction. He had a strange way with words, especially nonsensical ones, that rolled right off his tongue and into reality.

In other words, he could create things by talking about them.

The first time he'd read The Book, the tale of Alice Liddel's adventures in Wonderland itself, he remembered the 'How Doth the Little' as well as 'Father William', and talked about them to his class, only to have shimmering images of tiny crocodiles pouring waters of the Nile on every shining scale and fat old men turning back flips and selling ointments to their offspring. It had scared him, his Hatter, and his classmates, before everyone realized this was simply his 'Wonderlandish Tendency'.

But still no one knew what it really did. Not even Peter Heart.

However, there was no time to worry about that. He was almost ten! It was to be his first move, and then from Rooks onto Knights and Bishops and such, but never Queens. Queens was a girl's thing, and girls were something he wanted no part of at the moment.

He quickly ran a comb through his blonde hair and brushed his teeth as quickly as he could, before pulling on his school-clothes and running out the door, hitting the left side of the stair well, as was tradition, as he raced down for one of his few remaining days with Mr. Seven, his Hatter.

[Jack Spinner]

(You're also going to use Katie Spade, right? Pleeeeeeeaaaaase say you're using Katie Spade.)

Matthew Diamonds was going to protest this, even if it took all year, which hopefully it wouldn't.
Talking to animals might not be the most exceptional Wonderlandish Tendency, but he was exceptional at it, wasn't he? He could even talk to amphibians and insects; not even his Cheshire could amount to that.
So why had he been put in Kings?
"It must be some sort of bitter joke," thought Matthew Diamonds, "Some sort of prank, to make me feel undervalued."
He really, really wished that were true, but there was a tiny voice in his head which told him, quite plainly, that it wasn't.