Ooooooh, I do not know. I heard about it on the Internet, and it's a story, so I assumed it was fic, specifically a Yuletide fic (cos of the rare), but I couldn't find it on the archive. Didn't hear anything about Alice or Wendy, but it could be. Either way my searches turned up zero though :(
Omg, so creepy. The deadly desert! The try-not-to-turn-into-an-ornament game! The ripped up yellow brick road! And the beginning's a lot creepier as an adult too. Don't electroshock Dorothy! :O
I feel slightly smarter for realising the Wheelers were the equivalent of the bed-wheelers in the mental hospital. I feel slightly stupider for having been scared of a Gnome King who wears girl's slippers, ruby-encrusted or not. Either way though, Fairuza Balk=pretty Dorothy. I can see why Ozma was all 'if you ever want to return to Oz, y'know...::winks::'. I'm thinking that'll come in real handy when Dorothy hits about 25, with a boozy husband and 7 kids ;)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:44 am (UTC)Omg, so creepy. The deadly desert! The try-not-to-turn-into-an-ornament game! The ripped up yellow brick road! And the beginning's a lot creepier as an adult too. Don't electroshock Dorothy! :O
I feel slightly smarter for realising the Wheelers were the equivalent of the bed-wheelers in the mental hospital. I feel slightly stupider for having been scared of a Gnome King who wears girl's slippers, ruby-encrusted or not. Either way though, Fairuza Balk=pretty Dorothy. I can see why Ozma was all 'if you ever want to return to Oz, y'know...::winks::'. I'm thinking that'll come in real handy when Dorothy hits about 25, with a boozy husband and 7 kids ;)