A Grimm World

A Grimm World

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(Closed to CS) A curse vanquished all fairy-tale creatures from their enchanted realm, and they were banished to Earth with no memory of what happened. These memories have begun to flood them, and they unlock powers and a mission to save a realm.

1,244 readers have visited A Grimm World since mombie created it.

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some influence from the show once.

Introduction

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A XG r i m mX W o r l d


The world, as we know it, does not exist. Little girls do not dream about becoming princesses, and there is no such thing as magic and fairy-tales. The movies and books we love have never been written or made. Yet... you know something that no one else does. You believe in magic. You don't know why, and maybe you think you're crazy. Maybe the people around you think you're insane. Something in the back of your mind has always told you that something else exists, and you see fragments of things that never were in your dreams. Something is out there, but what it is it?


Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there existed a land of magic and beauty and romance. There also lived jealousy, darkness, and evil. While we were snug in bed reading books about Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, giggling at Goofy and awing over Prince Charming, a war was brewing in the Realm of Enchantment. It had finally come down to the most simple elements of all our beloved stories - an act of good coupled with one of evil. A curse was cast at the precise moment that hope was released, and in that one instant - the entire realm vanished casting the characters into the Earthly realm with no memory or power. The memories of these characters became as if they never were, and there were no movies or books or dreams. Life went on.

Yet, as in all fairy-tales that go amiss, there is hope. Hope exists within those tiny fragments of which embedded in Essex after the Enchanted Realm vanished ten years ago. Their relationships, choices and destinations were planned by some unknown force all along. They had dreams of things that were not real; a haze of memories that were mere shadows and blurred events. They became drawn to Essex, Connecticut, for this fabled Storybook town had become the nexus of all fairy-tale magic, and the door to a world long since forgotten. They would not know what they were until all the pieces fell in the right place...

... And that is where this story begins, on a day like any other day. Only, this morning you woke up with real memories and powers that fairy-tales are made of. As you awaken, you remember the mission. One side wants to remain and the other wants to go back home. What side are you on?

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. p l a y e r . mombie
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Don't be an ass.

Post when you can, but don't rush people. The times are pretty crappy, so everyone should be more understanding.

I am not putting up a word limit, but I do encourage literacy and I don't want one-lining or anything. I mean, at least a paragraph. Don't be a grammar Nazi because no one is perfect.

I am a character-driven GM, and that really just means that I don't hand hold Roleplayers. I like to offer everyone a chance to use their character's in the best ways possible, and I like for everyone to shine!

Don't control characters without the other player's approval, don't metagame, blah, blah, blah - you know those rules.

Submit a 250x250 real life FC (no gifs, please) of your character along with all the pertinent information. Also, are you a hero or a villain?

I strongly encourage really messy relationships. Are your characters dating a villain and neither of you know it yet? That's the bomb.

You can be ANY fairy-tale from whatever you can find. Diversity is encouraged.

Take as many characters as you can reasonably handle.

I am not going to worry too much about sex/gender ratios, but I would not like to have an RP full of males or females if you please.

Would you like to play the caster of either the dark spell or the "white" magic? Just Pm me, and we can hash this out. I don't always believe the GM needs to play the big roles.

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Welcome to Essex, the fabled Storybook town of the United States.

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Monday Morning, December 21st, Winter
The memories of the fairytale characters begin to surface. Thus resumes all curses, blessings, powers, and object enchantments. You control how much at what pace.

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Something happened the night before; a gentle rumbling that very few felt. Those that did might pass it off as an Earthquake, as the town of Essex rests near a mountain range. Deep in the dark forest, underneath the full moon that embraced the night with soft ivory light, tiny fractures splintered the earth like a spiderweb. From these tiny cracks, the magic of the power of hope and goodness from a land long since forgotten, flowed freely. This powerful magic fanned across Essex throughout the night, covering it like a blanket and awakening its people. It cries out to some in their dreams, floods others with vivid dreams, induces vile curses, bestows forgotten abilities; all to bring the Realm back and restore the natural order of good and evil that fairy-tales have inspired all around the world.





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He had fallen asleep just like any other night; went through his routine, slept well, and didn't feel a thing. Of course, Ricardo was such a deep sleeper that it would take much more than a small earthquake to awaken him. In fact, he'd probably be the first one to die in a fire while passed out. He'd never know what was going on in his home while he slumbered. Ever. His home was quiet - nestled far away from the more... common folk of Essex. It was peaceful, but eerily and perhaps even somberly so. It was comforting to him, and all of this helped him sleep without easily waking.

The alarm blared at him, and he mumbled something under his breath while rolling onto his side to tap the snooze button. He wasn't going to go back to sleep, but the noise bothered him more than usual. He brought a hand up to his forehead, then along his jawline like someone with tooth pain might do. He rubbed here, rubbed there - the muscles of his jaw were pulsing, and his gums felt... like they were erupting. He didn't have any cavities that he knew of! He had great teeth.

He pulled himself out of bed, slipped his feet into some comfortable house shoes, and drug his feet along the carpet to the mirror. He looked at himself... and he looked... and he looked... and he looked. Something pathetic crashed over him, like a wave of sorrow that he hadn't felt ever. It was dark and scary. It was... heartbreak and... vengeance all wrapped together in a way that he couldn't explain, but it was heavy. His chest felt heavy. He gripped his chest, the weight of these emotions knocking back back and causing him to tumble onto his bottom.

He struggled with an unforeseen force; himself and another being that wasn't entirely separate, yet it was still a stranger. He saw flashes of a brunette beauty, a brawny hunter, and then there was pain at his back where the old scar was. Memories rushed him, hit him so fast and so hard that he couldn't comprehend what was happening. For ten years he has been this other person, but suddenly... it was like this life was never truly real.

His name is Ricardo, but he is also Adam, the Beast. But how did he get here? He scooted scrambled backwards until his back hit the nightstand. What happened? This wasn’t his castle, but… he knows it so well. He looked down at his clothes; rather, the lack thereof, and finally rose to his feet. He marched toward the closet, picked out some suitable attire, and tossed it on his bed.

He kept trying to put on a blouse, but every time he pulled his arms through the sleeves his nails would tear up the fabric. His mouth was just as detrimental to this phase, as it distracted him greatly from the task at hand. He felt rushed, hurried, like his teeth were going to explode from his gums. He wasn’t sure.

About an hour later, he was able to move out of his home and it was still extremely early. The air was absolutely biting, but he was feeling hot as fuck all of the sudden. There were so many things that he could hear; from the early birds to the playful morning gales to the rustle of leaves. All of these suddenly heightened senses and the intense pain of his jaw brought him to his knees, and he dropped, grasped the sides of his head, and let out a loud and vicious roaring sound that carried from his solitary manor to the main streets of the town itself.





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Mahin had only been in Essex for the better of two days. The only people she knew were the car mechanic and that idiot that worked at the gas station. She woke up in the middle of the night to what she thought was the shaking of the hotel building, but she shrugged it off as a dream or something else entirely and went back to sleep.

Memories of a woman that looked like her played through her head while she slept. They felt vivid. A flurry of emotions went through her, but she still slept soundly. However, her eyes welled up as she did so, and she spent most of her time tossing and turning. When she finally woke up an hour earlier than usual, she blinked a few times and shook her head rapidly to let the real world flood into her.

"What a crazy dream..." she mused to herself as she got out of bed, put on the only clothes she owned right now, grabbed her hotel room key, and moved out. She walked down the hallway, slowly ventured down the steps, and while she did all of this her pace had slowed gradually. She faced the side exit that she liked, as it was a shorter distance to the auto repair shop than from the main entrance, and stood there unmoving for quite some time.

"Jasmine... my name is Jasmine..." She said to herself, as if waking up all over again. She looked through the glass door and out to a place that was no longer familiar to her. It was not Agrabah, and she had no idea how she had gotten here. The last memory she had of herself in the Enchanted Realm was... running away from the Palace. Trying to get away from Aladdin, her father, the world that held her down.

She pushed the door open, and the memories of Mahin were still part of her. For ten years she had been this woman, so the modern day was not lost upon her. She ran quickly in the direction of the auto repair shop. Along the way she thought she heard a terrible noise coming from the mountains; the howl of a beast. While she ran she stole a glance over her shoulder to see the source, but she saw nothing of the sort.

She ended up at the auto repair shop, banging senselessly on the front door. It was still a tad too early for it to be open, but she had no idea what was happening. She knew where she was, but didn't all at the same time. "Come on, come on... open up," she pleaded.

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Character Portrait: Alexander Montgomery Character Portrait: Mahin Hassud Character Portrait: Courtney Smith

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It had been early morning, the world still wrapped in the cold darkness of the night when Courtney had awoken; her screams echoing off the walls in the makeshift apartment behind the workshop. She had a better bed, and a better house as far as most were concerned, several streets away where she ought to be spending her time but she was always more at home closer to the warmth of the forge. Even when it was cold and resting it still felt better than anywhere else in the town more often than not.

Her dreams had been of pain, of fire and of ice. She’d ran her calloused fingers across the intertwining scars that spread across her ankles and up her calves as they brought back conflicting memories of pain. Vicious slashing and spurts of blood played across her mind as she whimpered, her eyes tightly closed. She could feel and remember a car crash which had almost cost her the ability to walk, but overlapping this was a vivid image of a pompous man taunting her as his fellows chained her naked to the floor and set about slicing her flesh; a punishment they’d called it. It felt so real that she kept running her hands across her body wherever she’d seen a blade cut deep to reassure her that it hadn’t happened. That it couldn’t have happened.

Glancing at her watch she groaned before swinging her legs off the bed, grabbing a nearby, but mostly clean pair of worn jeans and pulling them on; hopping slightly on the cold floor as she did so with her face scrunching at the momentary chill on her bare feet. Yawning, she pushed open the doorway into the main blacksmithing part of the workshop and she straightened up her tank-top before shuffling towards the kitchen round the side of the building. Her eyes half-shut, she stifled yet another yawn as she slowly filled the coffee machine and lent groggily against the bench. Reaching over towards the small draining board she caught a glimpse of a sleeping figure through the window in the now disused office.

Thankfully it appeared her screaming clearly hadn’t woken the recent arrival, though she thought for the umpteenth time that Alex would probably be better served making use of a bed in her house or a hotel rather than the flea-bitten couch she simply hadn’t got around to throwing out yet. Then again, it wasn’t like she was doing much better since she’d been sleeping on little more than a mattress in an old storage room. As she poured herself her rich drink, savouring the sweet aroma she thought she could hear a noise coming from the office which she dismissed at first but quickly put down to Alex muttering in his sleep; after all she’d been screaming out not long ago herself. Though after sitting with the warm mug in her hands for a few minutes she looked back towards her house-guest as she made out clearly that he was beginning to make rougher and almost animalistic noises that could best be described as growls.

She felt snow, sharp and biting all around her as she stumbled through the dense forest. Her limbs felt heavy, blood and sweat stung her eyes as she darkness cried out with a chorus of wolfen voices raised in howl.

Starting suddenly, she jumped, her mug slipping from her hands before she caught it the brown liquid splashing onto her hands and still bare feet.

"Fucking bastard" she hissed, with a sharp intake of breath as she tried not to cry out too loudly. Setting the mug onto the counter she quickly grabbed a nearby cloth to wipe the drops from her skin as well as from the cold concrete floor.

Deciding that she might as well she made a start on readying the shop for opening, since it was fast becoming only a few hours away as dawn was slowly peeking into view.

Courtney sauntered through the dimly lit shop, resting her mug on a bench and slotting her phone into a nearby dock, her fingers flicking through various songs before settling on November Rain. Making sure the volume was loud enough for her to enjoy but not loud enough to wake Alex she grabbed an armful of wood from its bin in the corner and deposited it into the burner for the forge since there were a few parts she had planned on looked at today that would need a little extra tweaking.

As she flicked open her lighter the flame burst from the fork in a stream far beyond anything it should have been able to do, the accompanying surge of adrenaline almost causing her to fall forwards into the kindling. Pushing herself backwards to avoid being hit by the sudden flare she had created she glanced around the room in shock looking for something to smother the growing flames, but when she returned her focus to the fire it had dimmed back to normal levels and her lighter sat dead on the floor.

Gingerly picking herself off the floor she rubbing a hand against her temple where a dull headache from her twisted nightmares was growing into something much more painful, causing her thoughts to become jumbled as she returned to her, thankfully, still warm mug. Which she gulped down gratefully.

A loud and insistent banging on the metal shutters jolted her from her disjointed thoughts and back to the present. Glancing down at herself and checking she looked somewhat presentable she began to unlock the smaller door to the right of the larger garage one, and pulled it inwards before sticking her head round the corner into the chilly morning air.

"Yeah, what? We’re not open yet, Mahin isn’t it?"

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Character Portrait: Alexander Montgomery Character Portrait: Mahin Hassud Character Portrait: Courtney Smith

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Alexander Montgomery
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Most of his sleep was un-interupted and somewhat peaceful compared to his regular black-slate that passed him by as he slept. At least, that was until tonight. His dreams were nothing more than the sound of raggid and heavy breathing, the sound of something running, and a dark and dense forest. The sound of of breathing wasn't coming from around him, or behind him, but from him, as if his own lungs were gasping for air as he slept. Even the burning in his lungs wasn't enough to wake him from his nightmare. Or, memories? This didn't feel like a random nightmare, but it felt all too real. The feeling of dread, fear, and the constant feeling like he had to run, had to keep going. He couldn't stop running. No matter what he had to keep running ahead of him, never looking behind him. Just something in the back of his head kept telling him to remain focused ahead of him, and to not look back. Like a looming shadow, he could feel something right behind him, right on his heels as he continued to run through the darkened woods, a place he didn't recognize. At least, not until images flashed before his eyes. Something felt, familiar about them? Flashes of a small meadow, which turned into a large tunnel that lead into a cave, which flashed to what he could only make out as somewhat blurry animals which only cleared for a minor second for Alex to make-out as wolves. And before he knew it, he snapped awake.

His dark brown eyes blinked rapidly as his head pounded like he had been thrown into a brick-wall. A soft groan escaped his lips as he slowly turned onto his side as he tried to blink the sleepiness from his eyes, or what felt like him still not fully being awake. His eyes felt heavy, as if he couldn't truly focus on more than what was in front of him. Slowly sitting up, his feet dangling off the bed he turned to look at the standing mirror that was against the wall, to see golden, glowing eyes staring back at him from his reflection. Alex pushed himself against the back of the couch, which caused it to teeter onto its side for a moment before falling onto the floor with a crash. "Ow..." he muttered as he felt the air forced out of his lungs as his back collided with the floor of the small room. Alex slowly scrambled back to his feet, peering over the side of the couch as he tried to get a look in the mirror again. Maybe it was just a weird waking dream he was suffering from. He blinked a few times, and thankfully his eyes were their normal, dark brown, and not an otherworldly yellow glow.

Alex slowly pulled himself from behind the couch, not even bothering to fix the slanted piece of furniture, leaving it in its overturned state. He kicked the blanket off from being trapped on his foot, and dressed himself with random pieces of clothing as he rubbed his face as he looked himself over in the mirror once more. Checking his eyes thoroughly as he moved closer to the mirror. This had to be so weird dream, right? It had to be. He looked at his mouth as he felt his jaw was more, angular? He thought his canine teeth seemed more prolonged, but maybe it was just his mind messing with him. Shaking the thoughts from his head, he made his way to the door of the small room and stepped out, and everything seemed to hit him at once. Everything smelt more intense, every single sound, from even outside of the small mechanic shop he could hear. Even the sound of his beating heart in his own chest felt palpable.

Stepping out into the small hallway that lead into the main portion of the back part of the shop, he could hear voices coming from the main door. At first he didn't recognize them, but as he focused his attention, he knew it to be Courtney and someone else he hadn't exactly known for very long, or if even at all if he was honest with himself. Shuffling from down the hallway into the room he heard the voices from, he stopped in his tracks. His nose picked up a scent he hadn't recognized in a long, long time. What his eyes caught as he traced the scent caused him to stop. It was Courtney, or at least his boss. Or, who he had known to be his boss. "What the fuck..." he cursed under his breath, memories resurfacing as he focused on them for too long. A sharp pain rang throughout his head as he slammed into the wall, grasping onto the corner for support as memories, however faded they were came rushing back to him. Faces, people and places he didn't remember ever seeing in his life, or well, this life. He wasn't Alex Montgomery, or at least that's not who he used to be. Flashes of golden eyes, belonging to some hellish, man-wolf creature flashed in his mind once more as his voice, however deepened and inhuman as it sounded. He was....The Wolf? He still wasn't sure as none of this felt real, nothing made sense. He was Alex, he was a simple mechanic. He wasn't, whatever his mind was trying to tell him. he grabbed his leather jacket from his room, and put it on as he made his way to the front door where Courtney and the unknown figure were talking, "I have to go talk to someone." he said coldly, brushing passed the two women as he continued to walk off. He didn't know why, but part of his brain was telling him to go to The Leaky Tap, that for whatever reason, someone there would know what was going on, as well as a small voice in the back of his head telling him he needed to speak with them, urgently.






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Ricardo Trujillo

"If you love something, you must let it go."

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Dumaine LeRoux

I got friends on the other side...

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John Carpenter

Flynn Rider

Most Followed

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Lorelei Voigt

Odette, The White Swan Princess

Character Portrait: Anna Dorsey
Anna Dorsey

a little hellfire, a little holy water

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Lara Grossman

"We're all mad here, Alice."

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Alexander Montgomery

"Keep your nose clean and pretend it never happened."

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Nora Weiss

magic mirror on the wall...

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Marcus Allen

Underestimate me, see how that works out for you

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Courtney Smith

The worst thing you can do is nothing.

Character Portrait: Ricardo Trujillo
Ricardo Trujillo

"If you love something, you must let it go."


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Essex

Essex by mombie

Welcome to Essex, the fabled Storybook town of the United States.

Essex

Welcome to Essex, the fabled Storybook town of the United States.

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