Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-33398500-20171020160401

As you are on a hiking trip through the woods near your hometown, you find yourself getting more and more lost by the minute, the trees in this part of the woods getting thicker and thicker, the trail quite narrow. “Is this part even on the trail map?” you find yourself thinking aloud, no choice but to continue down the trail as by now you’re hopelessly lost.

As you continue down this trail, just before the rocky wall of a plateau stands a door, a regular wood-framed house door just out here in the middle of the woods. Deciding that if this were actually someone’s home, you might be able to get some directions out of the woods, you open the door quickly, stepping through and closing the door behind you, having not truly looked at what was past the door.

Now turning from the door, you find yourself in the middle of what appears to be some manner of field, dotted with... mushrooms? Mushrooms the size of trees and strange-looking puddles dotting the area. Not being one to stick around for whatever kind of absurdity was about to befall you, you head back toward the door, now noticing that the door here was just standing by itself in its frame on the open plain.

As you continue toward this door, a loud noise suddenly shakes you from your thought: a loud whoosh in the sky, a shadow crossing you before you look up, some manner of dragon-winged being is bearing down on you!

Not wanting to stick around to find out what was going on, you make a break for it, as the dragon-girl landed between you and the exit door, you find yourself rushing in the opposite direction, before spotting another door, this time flat against the ground. Not taking any chances with the dragon outside, you find yourself now dropping into a room with the door on the ceiling, falling perfectly into a soft, cushy chair in the middle of a dimly-lit room.

Immediately in front of you is a large table, currently laden down with all manner of teas, sweets and what look like cakes of some kind. Though, everything looks... off, somehow, as if either the strange colours, or their mere presence gave off an almost foreboding aura.

It was a moment or two, and a gentle ‘hem-hem’ from the woman across the table from you before you realized there were others at this strange table! The woman across from you looked to be wearing some manner of green suit and top hat with a very distinguished air. On your left you can see a wererabbit, though again, she looks somewhat... off... most wererabbits don’t look that... pink... though the same could be said for the harpy on your right. Next to her was a mouse girl who was currently napping idly, though she still seemed aware enough to wave at you, and on the other side of the rabbit was an empty seat, though it was still set as a place at the table.

“Greetings.” She then says “I am called the mad hatter by some, but you may call me Maddy if you like... my friends and I...” gesturing now at the rest of them “...have been waiting for someone to join us for our party... and now everyone’s all here...”

“All here?” you can’t help but ask “Where is here exactly? Besides, there’s still an empty-“ this was as far as you got with this question, because as you asked this, a voice spoke from behind you “An empty what?” before an unusual cat-girl then simply appeared in the empty chair, all eyes focused on you.

“Here is wonderland, the grandest of realms where you have happened upon... Welcome, and congratulations on your luck! Though I doubt my friends will be as patient as I am being right now...” the jubjub and march hare on either side were now rocking in their chairs, the wood creaking under their enthusiastic rocking of normal chairs. “Can we play with him now, maddy? Can we, can we, can we?” the march hare asked her, eyes never leaving you as she still somehow was composed enough to await permission.

“Well, dear?” Maddy then asks you “What would you like to do first?”

It seems you have three options at present:

1)  You could try to escape here and rush for the door, hoping you get past the jabberwock outside.

         2)  You could try to escape and give yourself over to the jabberwock outside.

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