Alice

Welcome to the thread for
Supernatural: Reanimated,
"ALICE"
An Ellegina adventure

In which nothing seems to be as it is, we meet white rabbits and a rather peculiar shopping mall queen has her special ways of dealing with people that don’t like to shop. It is a weird and strange world Georgie and Lenna have to face, but how do they find their way back?

See here for more information on the Supernatural RP, or contact Maeglin, ArielButtercup or MissAusten with any questions.

Disclaimer: We tend to be a little more informal around here (as well as infernal): lax with customary RP rules, rough with our language, and generally sacrelicious. We ask only that you play nice, stick to SPN canon, don’t be (too) mean, and do everything in your power to make the game fun for everyone.

Happy hunting!

Lenna sighed Georgie had actually convinced her to have a beauty day at the local mall. Well she caught her attention when she mentioned the words relaxing and peace. They walked in the mall.

“And you promise no games today? No hide and seek or anything like this?” Georgie looked nearly worried to lose her again.

Lenna giggled. “Yes I promise when you keep your promise that I can read my book, it’s about the Roman Empire.”

“Yes okay, but we will also talk.”

“About what?” Lenna looked confused, but kept following her, they passed a pet store and for a moment she thought that there was a white rabbit running free in it. She smiled and shook her head. As if white rabbits run around freely.

“We can talk about your Mr Scotland.” Smirked Georgie

Lenna blushed a little. “He is not my Mr Scotland, and he is not even Mr Scotland. I feel rather sorry for him that he can’t go back. But it is nice to have someone on the team that reads real books.”

"Hey, I read real books...occasionally." Georgie stopped in front of the window of a store when she saw a nice skirt that caught her attention.

"Oh, really? Name me the last book you read."

"The Nanny Diaries."

"The Nanny Diaries?"

"Yes, the Nanny Diaries." Georgie ignored the sarcasm in Elenna's voice and checked if she could see the price tag on the skirt in the window.

"Dude, you have like two hundred skirts!"

"First of all, I'm not a 'dude', and secondly, I can have as many skirts as I want, got it?"

Elenna rolled her eyes. "Whatever... Maybe you could use your credit card for more useful things...like real literature."

"My dear friend, I won't stay young forever and I most certainly won't have those legs when I'm 50, so I have to take advantage of the fact that I can show off my legs now before I get old and wrinkly."

"Old and wrinkly..." Elenna grunted. "You're seriously worrying about that now?"

"Well, yes...ewwww!" Georgie took a step back when she noticed a white rabbit passing her by. "What on earth is that thing doing here?" She looked around, hoping that someone was about to pick the animal up, but nobody really seemed to care. "Hello? Can someone take this away?"

"Jeez, it's a harmless rabbit, Georgie! It's not going to attack you."

"I don't like rabbits -"

"And horses, and turtles, and monkeys with funny faces..."

"Stop mocking me", Georgie turned to her friend. "I just don't think it's appropriate that this dirty animal is running around where people actually eat and drink." Suddenly she stopped. "Do you see what I see?"

"What? A unicorn?", Elenna asked sarcastically, but then she saw what Georgie was talking about. A woman in a ruffled dress of the color peach approached them. She wore a sash with the letters 'Miss Trinity Star Center', so much make-up that even a blind man would faint at the sight of it, and a huge plastic crown in her platinum blonde hair.

"Georgie..." Elenna touched her friend's shoulder. "Why is that weird creature coming towards us?"

"I have no idea."

"Yuhuu, you little sugar pies!", the woman yelled in a squeaky voice.

"Georgie! She's making me freaking nervous! Do something!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Scratch her eyes out maybe?"

"Most certainly not, I just payed eighty dollars on my exclusive French manicure! Let's just turn around and-"

"Hello sweethearts!" The woman grabbed on to the girls' arms. "Where are you going?"

"Away", Elenna replied coldly.

"Nonsense! I have to introduce myself first!" She pointed to her sash. "As you can see, I'm Miss Trinity Star Center, I won the last beauty contest. You can call me Peach."

"Peach?" Georgie raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, Peach. Just like the color..."

"And the fruit."

"Exactly!" She smiled widely. "You two honey bees are exceptionally pretty!"

Georgie forced a smile while Elenna pulled her arm impatiently. "We have to go, right?"

"Yes, we do." Georgie nodded. "Oh,and since you're Miss Trinity Star Center, could you make sure that someone takes care of the rabbit that's running around the mall?"

"Excuse me?" Peach raised her eyebrows.

"There's a white rabbit that-"

"Never mind!", Elenna interrupted her, then lowered her voice so that Peach couldn't hear her. "Just get out of here."

"We just arrived."

"Okay, let's just get away from that...person, okay? Something is wrong with her!"

"Yes, I know. She's wearing the color peach. Excuse me, but that is so not fashionable!"

Lenna giggled. “And Blondie is a dessert.”

“So is Brownie my dear.”

“Can we just agree that we won’t talk to people that are named after a fruit?”

Now Georgie laughed. “Yes, we can do that.”

Peach was still standing at the same spot the girls had left her, and for a moment she looked rather familar. But that couldn’t be possible, the next moment she looked at her she looked as peachy as before.

Georgie squealed again. “What is it?”

“This damn rabbit, what is going on with this place?”

“Oh look free samples of lemonade, let’s try them.” Lenna looked excited like a little child.

“You are not going to try them? Do you know how much sugar is in them?”

“Of course we are, they are free and I love lemonade, it comes right after apple juice.”

She took the first small cup. “Ew gross, grapefruit and there is not even sugar in it.”

“Oh then I might try it.” Georgie took one cup.

“Eww that’s getting worse, this says it’s pink grapefruit. You must like this one.” Lenna handed Georgie a glass with pink lemonade, while she moved on, there was a blue one, a green one, and two clear ones and one red one, the last one was not that bad. Until she reached another clear one, it didn’t have a label like the others. Well it had one but it didn’t say what flavor it was. All it say was “Drink me!” Lenna handed one cup to Georgie.

“I think I had enough, I feel the sugar ruining my teeth.”

“Okay okay it is the last one.”

“Fine. What flavor is it?”

“Um I don’t know, it just says drink me. I guess it is a surprise. Let’s try to find out the flavor.”

Georgie looked skeptical at her but nodded. They drunk it all and looked at each other.

“Okay that was gross and I have no idea what it was, my first thought was old men’s feet.” Lenna stuck out her tongue. She was looking for the red one, but it was all out.

“Nice comparison.”

“Georgie where are all the lemonades?”

Lenna looked rather sheepishly at her friend. The free lemonade stand was empty, but behind it she saw the white rabbit again.

"Well, if you don't mind I'd like to go to the sports store", Georgie said after they left the lemonade stand.

"What do you want there?"

"I need a new outfit for running. I'm kind of bored of my old one."

"You're doing running?"

"Well, I need to stay fit."

"You are fit from just being a hunter. And aren’t you a cheerleader or something?”

“I was a cheerleader in school, and that’s a couple of years ago. Besides, when I want to do some sports I don’t want to do cheerleading in front of all of you.”

Elenna chuckled. “I so wanna see that! And I bet Rome wouldn’t mind either. Do you still have the uniform?”

"Yes, I do, but you're not going to see it." Georgie went into the store and looked around while Elenna followed her, yawning.

Georgie just held up a pink Nike shirt when a customer assistant approached them with a friendly smile.

"Can I help you with something, Ma'm?"

"I'm only looking for some new clothes for running", Georgie replied.

"And a tiny little cheerleader outfit", Elenna said with a grin.

The customer assistant smiled. "Oh, you're still cheerleading?"

"Well, I...what do you mean, still cheerleading? I'm not that old."

"That's not what I meant..." The assistant looked nervous. "You look very good for your age."

"For my age?" Georgie raised her eyebrows.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"You better be." Georgie turned around to Elenna. "I think we're done here."

"Hallelujah, someone is a little touchy today..." Elenna said while they left the store.

"Do I really look too old to be a cheerleader? Come on, I'm twenty-two!"

"And you don't look one day older."

"Thanks." Georgie crossed her arms. Suddenly she noticed a group of men who were about 50 looking at them. "Jesus, can't they check out women their age?"

"Who?" Elenna looked around and saw them too. "Eww! Seriously? How old do they think we are?"

“Way too old for us, they look as if they are Uncle Lewis age.” Georgie pushed Lenna further away from the old dudes, just in case one would make a move on them, but unfortunately she pushed her against a group of pre-teen girls. They looked all shocked at each other. The tallest of the girls recovered her shock first.

“Can’t you watch where you go? Just because your husbands suck in bed and you start drinking at breakfast means you can run us over.”

“Holly! I don’t think they are drunk. Are you alright Ma’am?” A smaller brunette helped Lenna back on her feet.

Ma’am? What the hell, I’m maybe 5 years older then you.

“You are just like my mom she never stopped dressing the way she did in College.”

“What are you talking about?” Lenna snapped.

“Oh, um I just mean you look like to be the same age as my mom but still dress like a young woman and...” The poor girl looked frighten at Lenna, which looked down at herself, she look normal she even remember the argument with Georgie an hour ago if she needs a jacket or at least a cardigan, as if she owns a cardigan, she doesn’t even uses the word.

“Move it Lenna!” Georgie pulled her away, when Lenna suddenly had a thought. She wrestled her arm free and ran back to the girls.

“Hey how old is your mom?”

The brunette looked at her friends and then mumbled. “Forty-five.”

Schöne Scheiße! Lenna went pale, something was not right here. No one would thing Georgie and she is forty-five. This time Lenna pulled Georgie aside, so no one could overhear them.

“We have a huge problem. The girl said we look like her mom and her mom is forty-five. That’s why the old dudes starred at us and the customer assistant acted so weird. Apparently we look old to everyone else. And I’m not sure why. I feel like friggen Alice when she fell through the rabbit hole and the world turned crazy. I wouldn’t be surprised when the people start singing, I do hope they don’t.”

Georgie needed a moment to gather herself before she could finally start speaking again.

“What- the- hell?” She took a deep breath. “Those little brats said WHAT?”

“Ahem…do you really want me to repeat it?”

“They said we look OLD?!”

“Yes, something like that.”

Georgie turned around with a furious glance. “Where are they? I want to rip out their eyes and squeeze them back into their brains!”

“Hey, relax!” Elenna grabbed her friend’s arm before she could take her gun out of her huge designer purse and chase those pre-teenagers through the mall. “I think there’s something wrong.”

“Oh yes, there’s definitely something wrong when somebody calls me forty-five!”

Elenna shook her head. “No, I think something’s going on here.”

Georgie crossed her arms, still thinking of ways to punish those girl, when she spotted a little wooden booth with a sign that said ‘Cookies - Free Samples!’. Without hesitating one more second Georgie ran to the booth. “What cookies do you have?”, she asked with a rather bossy voice.

The woman seemed a bit intimidated by Georgie. “Well, we have chocolate chip, peanutbutter, white chocolate, almond-“

“I want to try everything!”

“Georgie?” Elenna turned up behind her, raising her eyebrows. “You know that the cookies are not fat-free, right?”

“I bloody don’t care right now!”

Elenna knew that whenever Georgie didn’t care that she ate hundreds of calories, she was very moody.

“Okay, go ahead!” Elenna shrugged her shoulders and turned to the woman. “Could I have some samples too, please?”

The white rabbit ran past them, Lenna had to admit it looked kind of cute. But it didn’t seem to be right. Lenna took a cookie, ate it and watched the rabbit. She wondered what was going on here, why did those people think they were old and why were just them seeing this friggen white rabbit. The cookies were good she ate quite a lot of them.


“This is not enough, I saw a bar upstairs let’s get cocktails, something with a lot of cream.”

Lenna looked worried at her. “Blondie, relax we’ll figure this out. It seems that for you and me we always look the same or do I look like I’m forty-five?”

“No you look normal, like always. You really should dress better.”

Lenna grinned. “Come on let’s get us some cocktails and figure out where we are and why the hell do just you and I see this white rabbit? I feel like I’m missing something. I hate it when I know I read it but I can’t remember where or when.”

Lenna took Georgie’s hand and together they went upstairs to the bar, to get Georgie her drink.

“Excuse me girls, where do you think you are going?” The waiter asked.

You are calling two adult old women girls? Weird.

“Don’t tell me you have a dress code in a bar that is in a mall?”

“Oh you are right dressed, but ever considered you have the wrong age? No kids in here, and you are clearly under 21.”

“Excuse me?” Both girls stared at him. “Kids?”

“Don’t try to argue with me, it’s pointless.”

“How old do you think we are?”, Elenna asked. “I know some people think I’m not older than seventeen because I’m not very tall but-“

“Seventeen?” The man laughed. “Are you kidding me? You look like 10, not one day older.”

“Hey!”

“Come on, she doesn’t look that young. She’s only a bit younger than me, and I’m twenty-two”, Georgie said.

“Sure, and I’m Santa Claus.” The man rolled his eyes. “Listen kids, I don’t have time for this now. Just go home and play with your Barbies.”

“I never had Barbies”, Elenna mumbled.

“That’s not the point”, Georgie interrupted her, then turned to the man again.
“Do I really look like I’m still playing with Barbies? Seriously, how old do you think I am?”

“Not older than twelve. And now-“

“Twelve? Twelve?” She pointed at her boobs. “Do they look like those from a 12-year old kid? I don’t think so!”
Elenna grabbed her arm. “Let’s go, there’s no point in talking to that guy.”

“I don’t get it, Lenna. First those pre-teens call us old, and now that guy thinks we’re kids. What’s going on?”

“I don’t know.” Elenna sighed. “I told you I have a bad feeling.” They left the bar and looked around, Nothing seemed out of order…but wasn’t that the white rabbit again? Elenna was sure she saw the white rabbit again but Georgie distracted her.

“Is everyone in this mall retarded?”, Georgie looked to the fountain downtown and spotted Miss Trinity Star Center herself. “Hey, you, Peach!”

“What are you doing?”, Elenna asked.

“Hey, Peach!”

“Oh, hello you two!” She waved.

“How old do we look?”, Georgie yelled.

Peach laughed. “Ladies never talk about their age, sweetie.”

“Georgie, calm down.” Elenna grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the railing. “We have to find out what’s going on. Maybe the mall is cursed or something. Or worse…maybe we’re cursed?”

Lenna tried to stay calm when she saw their reflection in a shops window.

“Oh. My. God! Georgie…”

“What Elenna? What can possibly shock you right now?” Georgie sounded as if you would take out her gun and shoot everyone who didn’t see their true age. Lenna pointed at the shop window.

“Whoa this shirt with no boobs looks hideous.”

“I always thought the shirt looks hideous.” Lenna giggled.

“Better then you. You look like a real geek.”

“Shut up.” Lenna shoved her away closer to the window. “We do have to find out what’s going on here.”

Lenna was rethinking everything they did since they had arrived here, when it hit her. “Georgie… You told me that you had a favorite book and um do you recognize anything, like a white rabbit, juice that says drink me and cookies that say eat me?”

Georgie looked at her. “Are you trying to tell me that we are in the Wonderland just like Alice?”

“I think so.”

“You are insane.”

“Really? Look at us. Do you have any other explanation?”

Georgie looked at her friend. “Does this makes it a hunt?”

“Yes we just have to figure out what we hunt. Maybe the mall is haunted? Cursed? Another djinn? A witch? Or the last option we hit our head really bad and all of this is just a dream, which would mean one of us is not real.”

“I don’t think we hit our heads. You are to much a pain in the ass.” Georgie started to use swear words that meant she was annoying.

“Okay lets rule out for the moment we just have a concussion. I would at first go with a djinn or a witch. If this would be a curse or haunting everyone would be effected, but I think it is just us. Since djinn means we have to die to wake up I would prefer starting to hunt a witch, before we kill ourselves.”

“Yes that sounds good. How do we find the witch?”

“I have no idea yet. But hey wanna go and eat something? I forgot how hungry I was with ten. No worries you can have a salad while I eat a cheeseburger, fries and pizza and for dessert a huge sundae.”

Lenna pulled Georgie to the food court, to get some lunch that could have fed an army.