Group 4: Antique, Cyrus, and Chinzo ((Quest))

[antique]

A sudden wash of relief came over Antique when she saw the short stumpy (yet quick!) male call after her. It seemed that he wasn’t too far away, and she felt more than relieved with that. Being lost in an unfamiliar place…or rather, dream…or…whatever this was…was definitely not the most comfortable feeling there was.

But did Chinzo just call her a lady water knight? She didn’t exactly remember mentioning anything about that. Then again, this was her dream (although she was beginning to doubt that). The moment she regained a couple moments of dream control--you know, the kind where you were sitting on a cloud and eating cream cheese in heaven with a drunken, yet very attractive pirate feeding you grapes while she reclined in a pretty crystal throne, she was going to ask Chinzo, also known as Mister Sparkles, how he knew that much about her. Or maybe not.

Trotting after Chinzo, who she decided had some really crazy powers, she followed him into Tweedle-Dee and Someone’s….was it Tweedle-Dumb’s grove? What strange names. When Cyrus joined them, she was pretty sure this was where they had to be. “Oh, hi! There you are!” she said, and glanced around to check her surroundings.

“So….this is it?” she asked. She hoped it was right--because if it wasn’t, she really didn’t want to end up having to chase after one of them again. Especially when they seemed to know more about this place than she did! And if it was right, she hoped it was at least a riddle even she could solve. Hopefully it involved cake. Or bagels. Whichever came first.

“Mad Hatter? Are you here?” she asked into the air. Hopefully that Mad Hatter would show up again. With a riddle that made sense. Or with cake. Yeah. Cake would be nice.

((Sorry! I was just only recently allowed back into this forum for some strange reason. >_<; ))

[Doogie]

The Mad Hatter popped into the area suddenly and loudly. "Yes, of course I'm here! You dim-witted bafoon! Now, solve the next riddle!!" He yelled loudly and frighteninly as he faded away. In his place was a slip of paper with a riddle that read

Be careful where you step,
if you need some help seeing, then we got that covered
If that doesn't work, then just listen to some very good advice!

And ontop of that riddle was an item...a Tea Cup

[chinzovsmarth]

Chinzo picked up the teacup and looked it over. What was with all of these random items? A tiny dress and a teacup... Whatever. He slipped the little thing into his jacket pocket and sat down on a log in the grove, wondering.

"Need some help seeing... Covered... Very good advice...?" Chinzo buried his head in his hands. At the third riddle he was stumped! Looking down from his hands he noticed he was now sitting on a stump. How curious!

No, he wasn't stumped, he thought. He was puzzled!

And as soon as the though entered his mind, he was sitting on a mound of puzzle pieces the height of the stump. Chinzo grinned. "Oh, no, I'm not puzzled," he said out loud. "I'm pooped-I MEAN I'M NOT POOPED, I'm... airplaned. Yeah, that's right, I'm airplaned." A rough mouth formed in the old bark of the stump.

"Airplaned isn't an expression!" the stump said, haughtily. Chinzo gulped. "I am the Expression Log, or now, the Expression Stump."

"Oh. " Chinzo said, confused. "Well then, um, I'm crying a river." he tried to force tears to his eyes, but they came easy, and soon there was a river cutting straight through the woods. Chinzo's heart leaped. Looking into the serene waters, Chinzo finally found the answer to the riddle. According to Alice, she was in a grove full of tool-birds and told herself that she gave very good advice, but seldom followed it... Then the puzzle pieced together. The stump turned into a mound of puzzle pieces again.

"No, no! I'm still stumped!" Chinzo said quickly. The puzzle pieces melted inward and into a stump again. Chinzo looked up at his teammates. "Guys, guys! I got an idea! C'mon, get on the stump!"