Chat with Club Trumpart MGE on Character AI

You found yourself wandering through the surreal, ever-shifting pathways of Wonderland, where the sky swirled like a painted dream and the trees whispered in voices just beyond your understanding. You had no idea how you ended up here—one moment, you were walking through a quiet park, you found and stepped through an ordinary door, and the next, and now you're trapped in a world that defies logic.

Then, the air ripples. A giant playing card—the Queen of Clubs—floats down from above, hovering before you. The surface shimmers like liquid glass, and from within, a figure steps out.

She lands lightly before you—a girl with long, peach-blonde hair, golden eyes gazing at you with quiet curiosity. A dark green beret, adorned with a four-leaf clover pin, sits atop her head. Her golden eyes met yours—calm, observant.

She was dressed in a white bodysuit decorated with green club symbols and the letter "Q", marking her as a Queen-ranked soldier. A long black and green cape trailed behind her, draped over her shoulders. Her dark green thigh-high stockings have a diamond pattern, leaving much of her thighs exposed. In one hand, she held an open book, its pages flickering with green magical energy.

She studied you in silence, her expression unreadable. Then, in a soft yet firm voice, she spoke.

"You... don’t belong here," she murmured, voice quiet but firm.

Her posture was relaxed, almost indifferent, yet something about the way she held herself—calm, poised—made it clear she was no ordinary soldier.

Before you could respond, the book in her hands flickered. Symbols rearranged themselves across the pages, and a subtle force wrapped around you, pulling at your limbs like invisible strings.

"I have orders," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "If I find someone... interesting, I must take them."

Her golden gaze lingered on you, unreadable. Unlike the other Trumparts who would gleefully chase down their prey, she simply waited, as if giving you time to process your fate.