Introduction
Once Upon a Time...
….In a far away land where princes and princesses ruled, various stories unfolded and magic was certainly real, there was a witch. This witch, "evil" to those who had seen her haggardness, was exhausted, jealous, and above all, furious. She had been cheated; many moons ago, a girl traveled to her house in order to bring back a single candle for her wretched stepmother. In order for this girl to obtain the candle, the witch ordered her to complete three nearly impossible tasks, or else the young maiden would lose her life. The girl agreed, and in only three days, she had completed the extremely hard tasks with astounding ease. The witch then gave her the much deserved candle, and let her go, free and unharmed. A year later, that girl became exceedingly successful, and was lucky enough to be married to a tzar. The witch, although never physically following her, kept track of her life through rumor and gossip. Eventually, the witch heard from a loyal witness that the girl had never completed the three impossible tasks with her own labor. In fact, she had used an enchanted doll to do all of the work for her, and then lied to the enchantress once she had asked her how the tasks were completed so quickly.
Craving revenge, the witch planned to create a potion that would reverse back time so that when the girl had first entered the house, the aged woman would kill her instantly instead of ever giving her mercy in the first place. As she was brewing the potion in a large pewter cauldron that bubbled bright green-colored liquids, a flock of crows burst through the house's open window. They created chaos; knocking down ingredients, spilling liquids, breaking glasses, and sending a fleet of black feathers flying everywhere. The feathers, as well as some unnecessary ingredients, got into the cauldron, and before the witch could pull them out, a massive green explosion blew the house down into tiny bits of wood.
When the witch had finally awoken, a spirit told her about the outcome of the explosion. It wasn't pretty in the slightest. The potion's original purpose, to turn back time, had completely backfired. Random people from across the many kingdoms of the land had fainted due to the eruption's effects. When they had regained consciousness, all of the defining moments from their past lives were completely erased from their memories.
Kings, queens, princes, princesses, rich and poor men alike have all been affected by the potion crisis. The woman knows that if these people don’t regain their memories soon enough, kingdoms can fall, wars can start, and many can become hurt physically and emotionally. She understands that she must do something before chaos can begin to reign. And so, our story starts with the once-evil witch trying desperately to do something good for a change. Along the way, new stories will start, and friendships, rivalries, and romantic affiliations will all blossom into something extraordinary. Let’s just hope that the witch can fix things in time, because after two days and two nights, all of the characters’ memories will be erased for good.
Please keep in mind:
- Some characters have already experienced their own happily ever afters. (For example, Cinderella has married the prince, Sleeping Beauty has been awakened from eternal slumber, etc.) However, other characters have not.
- Not everyone in the land has lost their memories. Only the characters listed below (with the exception of Babayaga) have lost their memories.
- In addition to their name and certain skills, each character can only remember one specific event that happened to them in their past. Whenever they run into a person who they have encountered before the explosion, they may have a strange feeling as if they know them, but aren’t quite sure.
- Due to the effects of the potion that exploded, some characters are turning back into their original forms. (For example, Pinocchio is slowly transforming back into a puppet)
Many years ago, an adorable little girl named Alice fell down a rabbit's hole and entered a mysterious and completely odd world known as Wonderland. There, she went on extraordinary adventures, meeting fascinating characters such as the organized White Rabbit, the elusive Cheshire Cat, Tweedle-dee, Tweedle-dum, and of course, the tea-loving Mad Hatter. There was also the authoritative Red Queen, whom Alice made a bitter rivalry with. After her initial encounter with Wonderland when she was only a mere child, Alice continued to enter down through the same rabbit hole and had even more daring adventures. When the witch's failed potion erupted throughout the land, Wonderland was uprooted. Alice now finds herself back in her homeland, while the Mad Hatter and the Red Queen must adjust to the new environment where things actually make sense.
Alice | FC: Elle Fanning | Taken
The Mad Hatter | FC: David Tennant | Taken
The Red Queen (Queen of Hearts) | FC: Deborah Ann Woll | OPEN
"Rob from the rich and give to the poor" was the well-known slogan of a heroic outlaw named Robin Hood. With his partner-in-crime, Little John, and his group of followers known as the Merry Men, he became the "prince of thieves" so to speak, and earned the respect of many defenseless people who had struggled day to day with poverty. Eventually, he met the beautiful Maid Marian , and along with the many other things in his lifetime, he stole her heart. In time, they were happily married. Now, after the explosion, each of the Merry Men wake up to unfamiliar faces and piles upon piles of stolen goods. They would all probably be safe if Robin Hood's long-standing bounty had been removed along with their memories.
Robin Hood | FC: Jamie Campbell Bower | OPEN
Little John | FC: Kit Harington | Taken
Maid Marian | FC: Keira Knightley | Taken
The legend of the Sleeping Beauty states that when a baby girl was born to the king and queen of a peaceful kingdom, seven fairies gave her the gifts of beauty, wit, grace, dance, song, and music. However, before the seventh fairy could give her gift to the infant, a wicked sorceress named Maleficent arrived. Jealous because she had been overlooked by the king and queen, she laid a curse upon the infant, stating that if she were to ever prick her finger upon a spindle, she would die. Fortunately, the last good fairy used her final gift to partially reverse the curse, making it so that the girl would fall into eternal slumber instead of die. Although the king did everything in his power to get rid of all the spindles and spinning-wheels in the kingdom, the sorceress's curse played through, and the princess fell into a deep sleep. The king and queen placed her in a high tower, where she must have slept for a hundred years until a prince named Phillip came to her rescue and finally woke her up. Maleficent, unsuccessful in trying to pursue Phillip, was later imprisoned in the kingdom's inescapable dungeons. The explosion came on the day of the Princess's and Phillip's wedding. Also, due to the explosion, Maleficent was able to escape prison, and although she was resistant to its effects for a little while, (as she practices magic herself,) she eventually passed out like the others.
Sleeping Beauty | FC: Lily Collins | Taken
Phillip | FC: Max Irons | OPEN
Maleficient | FC: Eva Green | OPEN
The story of the girl with the glass slippers is a tale that is well-known all throughout the land. A girl named Cinderella was in despair, for her mother had died, and her father had married a new woman, now her stepmother. This woman had bore two daughters with Cinderella’s father. All three ladies ( the stepmother and the two stepsisters,) were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart. They forced Cinderella into servitude each day, leaving her exhausted by night. One day, it was announced that the king was holding a festival in order to find a wife for his son, the Prince. Exclaiming that maids were not invited, the stepsisters and stepmother left to go to the ball without Cinderella. Fortunately, a fairy godmother (the Blue Fairy) aided the poor girl, giving her a gown and a coach so that she could go to the ball. In the two days she had attended the extravagant celebration, the prince had become deeply infatuated with her. After finding that the glass slipper she had left behind fit the young maiden, he whisked her away from her miserable life and married her. Hopefully, after the explosion, their true love will still remain. Or perhaps not. The prince is awfully charming…
Cinderella | FC: Emma Watson | Taken
Prince Charming | William Mosely | OPEN
One winter’s day, as the queen of a marvelous kingdom strolled through her fanciful courtyard, she wished for a girl with lips as red as blood, hair as black as night, and skin as white as the snow. She had attained her wish once she had bore her daughter, Snow White, but unfortunately, the woman died in labor. The king then married an attractive new wife, and in time, she seized power from him in an evil fashion. The vicious queen had a magic mirror who reminded her each and every day of her unmatchable beauty. When Snow White came of age, however, the mirror claimed that the young maiden had replaced the queen as the fairest in the land. Wanting her dead, the queen hired a Huntsman to pursue the girl, as she had escaped into the forest. Once he found her, Snow White pleaded with him to spare her life, upon which he did. He lied to the queen, saying that he had dramatically decapitated the girl nearby a tall willow tree. Satisfied, the malevolent woman never bothered with the mirror for many years. Time passed, and Snow White had made the acquaintance of seven dwarves. The queen then asked the mirror again who was the fairest of them all, to which it replied Snow White. Shocked and outraged, the queen eventually tricked the innocent girl into eating a poisonous apple. After the dwarves placed the presumably dead Snow White into a glass coffin, a prince awoke her with a kiss, and the two fell in love. They eventually overthrew the evil queen, and entwined their hands in matrimony. Snow White then went on to become a radiant queen, and has been considered amongst many to be the greatest ruler of all the land. With her memory erased, however, will she prove to be just as great? Hopefully things won’t spiral into too much chaos. And what about the noble huntsman? It was a well-known fact that he used to have feelings for Snow White and regretted not travelling alongside her when he had the chance. Even with the recollection of his past life gone, will he still feel passionate emotions whenever she walks by?
Snow White | FC: Natalie Dormer | Taken
The Huntsman (Same huntsman from Little Red Riding Hood) | FC: Aidan Turner | Taken
The story of Vasilisa the Brave is somewhat similar to that of Cinderella’s, but it is quite different in a variety of ways. Like the girl with the glass slippers, Vasilisa was forced into servitude by her evil stepmother and stepsisters. However, she was never sad, as she always had the help and comfort of an enchanted doll given to her by her mother once she passed away. One day, the young maiden’s stepmother asked her to go out into the woods and fetch a candle from an old cranky witch named Babayaga. Hearing that the witch supposedly had cannibalistic tendencies, Vasilisa’s mother wanted nothing more than the girl to be eaten alive. Eventually, the girl came to Babayaga’s house and asked for the candle. Instead, the witch told the girl if she did not complete three tasks in three days, she would not have the candle and would potentially lose her life. Not thinking anything of it, Vasilisa agreed. The tasks Babayaga assigned to the girl were utterly impossible, however, through the help of her doll, Vasilisa could complete them just before Babayaga returned to her house each day. Once the tasks were done, the witch asked the girl how she had managed to complete the work with such ease. Not wanting to reveal her secret of the doll, Vasilisa replied, “by my mother’s love.” Disgusted with the word “love”, Babayaga dismissed her immediately. After the candle had killed her stepmother and sisters due to some sort of accident, Vasilisa learned the art of spinning extremely fine cloth, and married a tzar due to her talent. Eventually, Babayaga learned about the doll that Vasilisa had used to complete the impossible tasks, and felt cheated. She tried to brew something that would change history entirely, but ended up causing the commotion that lead to amnesia for many influential people of the land. As Babayaga tries desperately to quell the chaos she has created, Vasilisa is left to wonder why on earth her magic doll is able to speak to her. Unlike Vasilisa, the doll has not forgotten anything…
Vasilisa | FC: Emilie de Ravin | Reserved
Babayaga (Also Dame Gothel) | FC: Helena Bonham Carter | Taken
A boy named Jack and his widowed mother once lived in a small cottage. Their old cow stopped producing milk, and so Jack had to take the small animal to market. On his way there, he met an old man who traded him “magic beans” for the creature. Furious when he got home, his mother threw the beans to the ground, making a humongous beanstalk grow overnight. Jack climbed the beanstalk to find a giant living in a castle. He stole a sack full of gold, a hen that laid golden eggs, and an enchanted harp before finally getting caught. While being pursued by the giant as he climbed down the beanstalk, he asked his mother for an axe. He chopped the beanstalk down, killing the giant in doing so. After Jack and his mother sold the stolen items and became rich, the boy decided to burn the last of his beans. Before he began that, however, the explosion hit. Now, much to his unknowing, Jack still has a sack full of magic beans in his pocket.
Jack | FC: Eddie Redmayne | Reserved
In the land of Agrabah, a street-rat vagrant named Aladdin and an evil sorcerer, Jafar, made a deal; if Aladdin brought the magician an ancient magic lamp from a booby-trapped cave of wonder, he would be handsomely rewarded. The peasant man did this with success, but after the sorcerer tried to kill him, he found himself trapped inside the cave. Inside, Aladdin rubbed the lamp, not thinking anything of it at the time. Out popped an enigmatic Genie who promised him three wishes. After finding a way out of the cave, Aladdin used his first wish to become rich, eventually marrying the sultan’s beautiful daughter, Jasmine. The genie then built him an extravagant palace, (even more grand than the sultan’s,) and Aladdin and Jasmine were destined to live a happily ever after….until Jafar struck back. He tricked Jasmine into giving him the lamp, and then became the genie’s master. However, despite his attempt to have complete control over Agrabah, Aladdin defeated him. Afterwards, Aladdin was going to use his final wish to give the genie his much-deserved freedom, but before he could, the explosion came. Now Aladdin’s, Jasmine’s and Jafar’s memories are lost, while the lamp has been knocked off somewhere far away from Agrabah. Will the genie remember Aladdin and still be faithful to him, or will he completely forget the man and serve the next person who finds his lamp?
Aladdin | FC: Avan Jogia | Taken
Genie | FC: Robert Sheehan | OPEN
Jasmine | FC: Freida Pinto | Taken
Jafar | FC: Naveen Andrews | OPEN
The story seems short, simple even. A girl named Little Red Riding Hood traveled through the woods to visit her sick grandmother. On her way to her grandmother’s house, she ran into a mischievous Wolf. Accidentally revealing where her grandmother lived, it was not a surprise to Little Red when she found out that her distorted-looking grandmother was actually the wolf himself. After a few seconds of being eaten alive, a huntsman (same huntsman from Snow White) came in from out of nowhere and saved the girl, along with her granny. If one actually knew the true story of Little Red Riding Hood, everything wouldn’t seem so absurd. The wolf wasn’t actually a wolf. Instead, he was a man possessed by the curse of lycanthropy, forced to transform into a beast with little reason every so often. Anyways, after the huntsman had hurt the wolf and chased him out of the granny’s house, he somehow managed to survive his life-threatening injuries. In time, Little Red found herself wandering through the woods with a basket yet again. That’s when the explosion hit, and wiped away her memory. The same happened to the wolf, however, when he woke up after the explosion, he saw Little Red unconscious and became infatuated with her. Now, what will happen to Little Red when her former enemy wants to become her lover?
Little Red | FC: Amanda Seyfried | Taken
The Wolf | FC: Sam Way | Taken
Through a giant blue-hued star lies a mysterious fantasy-world known as Neverland. There, people never grow up, and many creatures thrive in the island’s beauteous environments. Perhaps the most famous resident of Neverland is the mischievous Peter Pan. With his fairy accomplice, Tinker Bell, he once went to the Darling residence to take a girl named Wendy and her brothers to the elusive island. Since Wendy was thought to have been the best at telling stories, Peter needed her to make up tales for his group, the Lost Boys. All of them had many adventures that included the wonderful flight to Neverland, the rescuing of Tiger Lily from the arrogant Captain Hook, and even taking the pirate’s ship for their own. While still in Neverland, just about to go back to Wendy’s true home, the explosion came. Peter, Wendy, Tinker Bell, Hook, and many more were uprooted from the island and fell down from the sky onto land, essentially the real world. Unfortunately, the group was split up, and now all of Neverland’s inhabitants have been left to wander the new world aimlessly. Some of the inhabitants (mostly the Lost Boys, as well as Peter and possibly Captain Hook) don’t even know that they were born in this place before they made the pilgrimage to the island in the sky. When you spend too much time in Neverland, sometimes you start to forget things about your life back home…
Peter Pan | FC: Lucas Till | Reserved
Wendy | FC: Felicity Jones | OPEN
Captain Hook | FC: Geoffrey Rush | OPEN
Tinker Bell | FC: Frida Gustavsson | OPEN
Much to their father’s reluctance, Hansel’s and Gretel’s mother abandoned them in the woods when they were tiny children due to a famine that had plagued the small village where they had lived. She’d always complain that the brother and sister ate too much, but it was her own selfishness that was the problem, not the siblings’ appetite. Anyways, Hansel and Gretel wandered deep into the forest, where they discovered a house made entirely out of sweets. They eventually found themselves trapped by the witch who had lived there. Hansel got himself locked up inside an inescapable cage, and young Gretel was forced into servitude by the cannibalistic old woman. Although hope was running low for the two, their brainpower was not even close to becoming diminished. While the witch tried to fatten up Hansel, he took advantage of her blindness, and made it seem as though no matter how much food he gave her, he would always be skinny. Gretel was even more cunning; while the witch tried to get her to jump into the flaming oven, she pushed the haggard old woman into it instead. After the witch’s death, the two siblings took as many jewels and treasures as they could, and returned to their loving father. (Their mother had died while they were gone) They then used the treasures to buy food, and even gave some of their gold and silver away to the people of their village. As Hansel and Gretel grew up, they became influential people of the land, and were well-known for being a strong team. Let’s just hope that their “team” lasts after they have had their memories wiped…
Hansel | FC: Freddie Stroma | Taken
Gretel | FC: Barbara Palvin | Reserved
Long ago, a man and his wife lived in the woods next to a witch’s house. The woman, with child, had cravings of vegetables that could only be found in the garden next door. The man went into the witch’s garden and managed to steal some of the greens right under her nose. However, after a few nights of doing this, he was caught by the witch, Dame Gothel. (also known as Babayaga) She made a deal with him: she would show him mercy if the then-unborn child was surrendered to her upon birth. He agreed, and Rapunzel was given to the witch. She shut her away from the outside world, locking her in a high tower with no doors or stairs, and only one window. As Rapunzel grew, so did her beautiful hair. Soon enough, it grew to an extravagant length. Every day, Dame Gothel would ask the maiden to “let down her hair to her”. In response, Rapunzel would let her long braided hair fly down the tower, and let the witch climb it up every day in order to grant her entrance into the room. One day, a Prince saw the tower, conversed with Rapunzel, and fell in love with the beauteous girl. He didn’t know how to get up into the tower, until one day, he watched Dame Gothel call for Rapunzel and requested that she let down her hair. Later, he did the same, and climbed up the girl’s hair and into her tower. He asked her to marry him, to which she said yes. They spent hours planning a way for her escape. Once they had an idea, Rapunzel let him down to the forest floor, and then the explosion hit. Now, with their memories lost, the prince wanders through the woods aimlessly as he contemplates over the mysterious lock of golden hair he found in his pocket, while Rapunzel still sits in the inescapable tower. However, she may be more willing to climb down it herself, as she doesn’t remember the person who put her into the tower in the first place…
Rapunzel | FC: Teresa Palmer | OPEN
Rapunzel’s prince | FC: Ben Barnes | OPEN
Long ago, an old beggar woman came to a prince’s castle, and offered him a single rose in return for shelter. The spoiled prince dismissed her, revealing the woman’s identity to be that of a beautiful enchantress. She turned him into a beast, and told him that once the last petal fell from the rose, he would remain a repulsive, frightening monster for all time. Eventually, a girl named Belle happened upon the castle, and was taken as the beast’s prisoner. However, not all hope was lost, as he grew feelings for her, and freed her. She loved him back, and the spell was broken. Prince Adam and Belle spent many more years in the castle and finally wed on a beautiful summer’s day. After the explosion, Belle finds herself lost in the woods yet again, while Adam’s worst nightmare is happening: he is slowly, but surely, turning back into a beast.
Belle | FC: Emily Didonato | Taken
The Beast (Prince Adam) | FC: Aneurin Barnard | Taken
In an underwater kingdom, the great mer-king had six daughters. When each of them turned fifteen years of age, they were allowed to go up to the surface and take a peek at the world above. When the youngest daughter, Ariel, turned fifteen, she swam up to the surface and laid her eyes upon a handsome prince on a luxurious boat. She instantaneously fell in love with him. Out of nowhere, a storm hit, and while he was unconscious, Ariel saved Prince Eric’s life. Wanting to become a human and be with him forever, she bartered with an outlaw named Ursula the Sea Witch, and exchanged her voice for a potion that would give her legs for a certain amount of time. Eventually, Eric learned to love Ariel, despite the fact that she was mute. It seemed as though everything was perfect, until Eric was forced by his father to marry a princess from another land (Ursula in disguise.) Sensing that she was enormously depressed, Ursula sent Ariel a knife. If she used the knife to kill Eric, she would revert back to her original form without any repercussions. The little mermaid refused, and in time, Eric rejected his father and professed his love for Ariel instead. He kissed her, breaking the potion’s effect of silencing her voice. While also finding that she could freely switch between human and mermaid forms, Ariel explained to Eric the whole story of her life, and told him about her father, as well as Ursula. Both Ariel and Eric were plotting a way to capture the shadowy sea witch, when the explosion came.
Ariel | FC: Sonja Medovaja | Taken
Eric | FC: Sam Claflin | Taken
Ursula the Sea Witch | FC: Adriana Lima | OPEN
Rumpelstiltskin is an interesting character. After a miller had lied to a king, saying that his daughter could spin straw into gold, the powerful man locked the poor maiden inside a small room full of straw and one spinning wheel. He told her that if she had not spun the straw into gold by the next morning, she would be executed. Rumpelstiltskin came into the room each day, helping the girl in return for something small. On the third day, when the king promised the girl that he’d marry her after she spun the straw into gold, the small man made a deal to the woman that she would offer him her firstborn child in return for his labor. Many years past, and the now-queen had bore a son. Rumplestiltskin kept his promise, asking her to hand over the boy. She begged him to leave, and after several attempts at offering him all the riches she could, he finally showed her slight mercy. He told her that if she could guess his name in three days, the boy was hers. The first two days she failed, but after sending a messenger to his mountainside cottage, the queen finally guessed his name. Angry, he left the castle, never to be seen again. Rumplestiltskin was presumed to be dead, however, now that his former memory has been erased, perhaps he will reveal himself to the world once again…
Rumplestiltskin | FC: Peter Dinklage | OPEN
The tale of the princess and the frog is simple and to-the-point. One summer’s day, a spoiled Princess was wandering aimlessly through her garden when she noticed a tiny green figure by her side. Finding that the Frog could talk, she picked up the creature and listened to its every word. The frog was not an amphibian, but a man who had been cursed by a witch. He told her that the only way to break the spell was by kissing him. Although disgusted, the princess agreed, and before she knew it, the frog had transformed into a handsome prince. After Babayaga’s potion failure, the explosion has affected both the princess and the frog prince. Things seem worse for the prince, however, because he now finds himself reverting to his original frog form.
The Princess | FC: Emilia Clarke | OPEN
The Frog Prince | FC: Bradley James | OPEN
One day, a carpenter found a miraculous artifact: a piece of wood that could talk. Knowing that a man named Gepetto was looking to make a new puppet, the carpenter gave the wood for his neighbor to carve. Gepetto did as he said he would do, and carved the block of wood into a breathtaking marionette that he named Pinnochio. Ever since he had been given an almost-human life, the mischievous puppet wanted nothing more than to become a real boy. He went on many adventures, and eventually ran into the elusive Blue Fairy, who became his friend, sister, and in time, his adoptive mother. Under her guidance, Pinnochio finally had his dream come true, and became a real boy. He lived a happily ever after with Gepetto and the Blue Fairy, and after many years, learned to grow fond of his new body. After the potion disaster, however, Pinnochio finds his joints and skin starting to become stiff again. Even worse; every time he tells a lie, his nose starts to grow longer and longer…
Pinnochio | FC: Colin Morgan | OPEN
Blue Fairy (also Cinderella’s fairy godmother) | FC: Clemence Poesy | OPEN
This storybook-filled land is not at all as peaceful and untroubled as it seems. In fact, a ferocious war has erupted due to a variety of conflicts that have been unresolved by the leaders of the land...
It is evident that the two most influential kingdoms of the land are the ones ruled by Queen Snow White and her loyal king, and Her Royal Majesty, the Sleeping Beauty and Prince Phillip. These two domains reside upon ridiculously large amounts of territory, and even collect taxes that are burdened upon smaller, lower-class kingdoms. Nevertheless, almost everyone in the land follows both of their rules and standards.
After Snow White had reclaimed her kingdom from the evil queen, law-makers worked upon banning all forms of magic. With too many magicians, such as Jafar, Maleficient and Ursula practicing dark forms of sorcery, Snow White felt as though she needed to do something. After all, she had almost died due to a single poisonous apple. She eventually made a decree that anyone found in her territory practicing magic of any kind was to be locked in prison. Once she found out what was going on, Sleeping Beauty stepped onto the scene, proclaiming that although there were terrible forms of witchcraft, there were benevolent forms as well. She knew this firsthand, as she had been blessed with several gifts given to her by generous fairies upon birth. Snow White ignored her, and continued to lock up many magic-users.
Eventually, more minor conflicts between the two kingdoms led to a breaking point. There was controversy over the outlaw Robin Hood, as Snow White expressed praise towards him while Sleeping Beauty viewed him to be nothing more than a petty thief. Then there was debate over different worlds such as Wonderland and Neverland, and which kingdoms had the right to claim the lands as their own. After many more arguments, both parties sent a brigade of soldiers to attack one another, and a war began.
The war has been going on for months and has caused much suffering, danger, and betrayal. The bloodshed has become so gruesome, that it isn't uncommon for most people to see a random battle going on right in the middle of the woods. After the potion crisis caused by Babayaga, however, the war may change. With the leaders' memories gone, there may be some confusion and panic. However, despite this, the war will still continue to rage on. With many people involved, there's no way it is bound to stop anytime soon...
*Note: Please include everything. You may add things, but you cannot take away any of the parts listed. Remember, presentability and details are always a plus. Also, make sure to write the required amount of sentences/paragraphs/etc. if needed. I'd actually like to get to know your character, and writing a short five-sentences about their personality won't help.
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[center][img]go to fontmeme.com and create a title for your character[/img]
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[b]Name:[/b]
(full name-first, middle, last)
[b]Nickname:[/b]
(if any)
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Sexuality:[/b]
(you should know what this means)
[b]Story:[/b]
Which story is your character from? (Some characters may be in more than one story)
[b]Character:[/b]
And what character are they from that story?
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[b]Likes:[/b]
List at least seven
[b]Dislikes:[/b]
Again, at least seven please
[b]Strengths:[/b]
Things your character is good at. This can also include any magical powers your character may have
[b]Weaknesses:[/b]
Must name at least three. Can also include any personal weaknesses
[b]Fears:[/b]
Again, at least three
[b]Memory:[/b]
In your character's own words, describe the one memory that your character still remembers, despite the fact that most of their other memories are gone. If it makes a difference, you can put one big memory, or two small ones.
[b]Opinion on the War:[/b]
Doesn't matter if it is in your character's own words or not, or both. Up to you...
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[b]Personality:[/b]
No less than three good paragraphs. Describe their bad traits as well as their good ones, no one is perfect. If needed, refer to the intro.
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[b]History:[/b]
Three good paragraphs pleeease. Do some research on your character if you must.
[b]Other:[/b]
Anything else you'd like to add. You can put fun facts if you want to :)
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- Once you reserve a character, you will have 48 hours to at least start the character sheet. Reservations are first come first serve.
- Keep the gender ratio even please! If you’re reserving multiple characters, you must have at least one male for every two females. Maximum of three characters.
- You are allowed to change a character’s name and have their traditional name be a nickname.
- Be nice to everyone in the OOC. If you have a problem, pm me, but just remember that I will not take any sides in anyone’s arguments.
- You should be able to make original characters. Plagiarism is wrong. WRONG.
- If you want to change a fc, please ask me by pm or ooc. Just know that I might be a little bit stubborn. If I see that it is better or about the same as the face claim I put down, then I will change it.
- Please be active! I know everyone has things to do in the real world, but try your hardest to keep up with everything. Don’t just make a character and bail out. I mean, isn’t that a waste of time and effort? Try to make the character sheets as quickly as you can if possible. I’d like to start this roleplay before everyone loses the “magic” of it.
- Yes, there will be violence and other things like that. If you can’t handle that, then mayyyyybe you shouldn’t join…
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“Are you all right, sir?”
Prince Adam blinked, and quickly looked downwards.
He knelt before the young girl. “How did you do that?”
“Now, that’s something I’d like to know myself.” His lip curled and revealed two sharp fangs.
Adam watched with slight amusement as the young girl recollected herself. He was thrice her size, towering over her like a draft horse. He looked down at her large, doe-like blue eyes as they examined him with utmost curiosity. She had a child-like quality, he thought. It was most peculiar to see. “You are,” Adam’s voice was slow and coarse, like the swing of a great sword. “Very strange,” he continued, gently twirling a lock of her gold hair on his clawed fingers. His tail began to swing and snap in the air. She smelt different, odd. Adam’s nose twitched at her unfamiliar scent. “Where are you from, girl?” he said, resting his great body on the earth. His head was propped on his folded paws. Only now did Adam match the height of her shoulders. The tip of his black buffalo horns glistened in the sunlight. It was still day.
“Thank you,” Adam turned to the red-haired girl. “You saved my life,”
He bowed his head in return, feeling a little flustered. The words seemed to escape him. As Adam rested he watched the other girl as she went from carcass to carcass, picking the arrows from their bodies. There was something in her small activity that sparked in his head. As a boy, Adam threw stones, practiced at archery in the yard and engaged in other games that were of the aiming and shooting kind. He smiled a little at the memory, and suddenly the moment came where he realised that he had a castle. They could rest there for the night, Adam thought excitedly. How far could it be? He squinted towards the sky for a few moments, and then to the girls. They seemed as troubled as he was. All Adam had was a fresh memory of a luxurious palace, which he had no clue of where it was.
“What are we to do now?” He said. “I do hope one of us knows the way out of these woods.”
Scarlet starred at the boy who was also starring at her in confusion and intrigue. She waited for him to give her some answers, apparently she was not the only one who felt as if they had meet before; somewhere, somehow. Suddenly, he came closer and her body shivered; truth was she couldn't quite understand her body's reaction. "My name is Darkblood. William Darkblood. Other than that, I dunno who else I am..." he said, Scarlet opened her eyes wide open knowing he was in the same situation as she was. She was surprised to learn that he had at least remembered his own name whereas she couldn't even decipher such a simple thing. All she had was the memories of Granny and even then, her memories were incomplete.
His eyes shifted from her gaze unto the ground, "Now it's my turn, miss. Who are you?" the question caught her off guard, it was the obvious thing that he would only ask her the same thing but the question almost made her drop her basket. Suddenly the pain she had felt before pierced through her again and gave her another headache, she took some time before she could continue but as soon as she was able to speak she explained herself, "It would seem like you are not the only one who... can't remember." Scarlet paused for a moment and remembered the awkward conversation she had heard between the man who'd called himself 'prince Eric' and the girl who appeared to be also royalty, "by the looks of it, I don't think we're alone in this..."
She paused for a moment looking at her red cloak and remembered that in the memories of Granny there was but one thing she'd call her, "I suppose you can call me Red." she said feeling much comforted in knowing she was not alone. She gave a small smile to William and extended her hand to him."I hope this doesn't make me a horrible person but it's good to know I'm not alone in this... mess." she said admittedly, hoping that somehow sticking together with Will would somehow trigger her memories, that he could be the key for her to remember.
Eric sat quietly while Aurora described the events of her morning, and how she had forgotten the identity of her true love. He bowed his head silently. It must be painful... to know you were capable of such happiness to warrant a marriage, only to lose it and have no memory of who, how, or why... and in the wake, to set out on a journey of such importance. Queen Aurora seemed determined to tough it through her predicament. Though hers was not much different than his own. He too had no true memory of his life... but at least he wasn't living an obliterated love.
He could tell how nervous the queen was. She had taken it upon herself to solve this problem for everyone, and that was quite the burden to bear. He was very glad he happened upon her. These were dangerous woods. He was sure Aurora could handle herself, but Eric had extensive combat training, and would stop anyone and anything from attacking her. But The queen's fear and nervousness was not only for herself, but for all who had been affected. She was clearly a remarkable ruler, and Eric was proud to serve under her.
She was nervous about the witch Babayaga as well. Eric wasn't extremely knowledgeable about magic, as it hadn't come up in he and Grim's talks. If this witch was the cause of all of this then she must have a way to counteract it. Perhaps the witch had a cure, but not a reason to use it. Perhaps Babayaga liked it better this way.
"I'm sorry. It's just, Peabottom doesn't understand. How could she? I confess that I am both happy you are experiencing this with me and sad to hear you say so. What do you remember, Prince Eric?" It was a question he'd asked himself before. The answer was not helpful in the least. "I... I don't remember anything. Everything I know about myself is what others have told me." He couldn't help but be jealous of Aurora. She seemed to be more with her mind than he was. Whenever he tried to rack his brain, there was just that melody. It had been buzzing around his brain since he'd first awoken. He payed it no mind though, it was obviously just a shanty from his crew. "I've spoken with Grimsby about my past. He told me I was one of the greatest sailors on the sea, and that I was a prince, and your Naval Commander, but apart from that I'm lost. It was pure luck that I happened upon you in the first place. When I awoke I was on my ship in the middle of the sea. He chuckled slightly. "There is nigh more disorienting than waking with no memory in the middle of the ocean.
He looked up at her for the first time during their conversation, and she looked concerned. He took her hand, and in an attempt to lift her spirits, he reassured her. "Aurora, even if this Babayaga doesn't have the solution to our predicament, there is an enormous amount of magic in this world. Someone somewhere will have our answer, I can feel it in my bones." Despite the prince's unflappable confidence, she did not seem convinced. He sighed, taking her other hand, now speaking in a much more serious tone. "Aurora. If I promise you nay, 'swear' it to you, by my honor that I will not give up on our quest, no matter what obstacles we may face, will you do the same? There is nothing in this world that can break a sailor's word." He punctuated this with a small smile. He knew the only way they would succeed would be for them to roll with the punches and keep searching no matter what, and she needed to know he was with her one hundred percent.
Questions flooded the raven-haired woman's mind. What if something happened to Rapunzel? What if she never fixed her mistake in time? What if she failed, and caused the destruction of life as she knew it? The woman tried to suppress her uneasiness, but she couldn't. She just couldn't. Ever since her falling out when she had been young, naive and daring, Babayaga tried to avoid responsibility. She even dreaded it. Now she was in the midst of it, and she could not help but feel tremendously terrified.
Her feelings consumed her so much, that she made the shadowy steed stop as they came to a mysterious location in the forest. As the horse halted, she looked upon the many wooden signs that surrounded her. They pointed to places...Agrabah, Rosethorne, Meridian...yes, these were the crossroads. Babayaga had not been this far into the wilderness for many years. It was haunting, and yet enchanting as well. Despite taking a few brief moments to reflect upon the noble area, the enchantress plunged right back into distraught. She was way too far; Rapunzel's tower was nowhere near here, in the West. She'd have to turn around and head back. She commanded Dius's stallion to do so, and that's when she noticed the brigade of armor-clad men waiting just behind her.
In an instant, the horse beneath Babayaga disappeared into thin air, and she landed unto the ground with crash. The curly-haired woman quickly picked herself up from off of the forest floor, and despairingly glanced around. For a moment, it was so silent, you could hear a pin drop. Babayaga's heart plunged into her stomach, and her palms became clammy with salty sweat.
"Seize her."
Suddenly, the woman's feet started to move behind her. Knights were approaching her swiftly like a roaring avalanche rolling down a mountain. She picked up the pace, and began to dart between the trees in a zig-zag formation. Looking behind her and seeing that it was no use using strategy against the West's military units, her adrenaline started to kick in, and the witch ran as fast as her stiff feet could take her. From here on out, she was a wanted criminal in the eyes of the guards. The West never liked magic-folk, and with the way she appeared, Babayaga displayed her identity like a brightly-colored peacock in the shining sun. In seconds, she could feel some sort of tingling beneath her feet. Looking beneath her, the witch could see the movement of wooden shafts just barely piercing her ankles. Great, now there were arrows being shot at her. Just what she needed. How long would it be until she dropped dead from mere shock?
No...she couldn't allow herself to be captured or killed. She was too important to the world now, and she wasn't in the mood to be a martyr or a childless mother. She'd fight back. She'd fight back hard. Channeling her violent rage into her tightly-clamped fists, Babayaga speedily shot random spells at the guards behind her. She had no qualms with killing, and so whatever incantation came out of her hands, she hoped it hit the men with as much force as possible. The earth below her suddenly started to turn downwards. She was running hastily down a sloping hill. With too much force, she'd fall over. Quickly and without much coordination, she slowed down. She was far enough from the rushing knights that Babayaga could regain her concentration. She moved her hands around in an enigmatic fashion, and with her eyes closed, her hands tingled with the sound of a high-pitched noise.
Heat all around her now, she opened her eyelids only to greet a massive wall of vibrantly scorching red fire. Although it was relieving and undoubtedly breathtaking to whomever stood in the midst of it, the woman knew it wouldn't be long until the guards would formulate a plan to travel around it. She kept running, and in the middle of picking up the pace again, she shot a small ball of green smoke from her hand onto the ground. The small sphere exploded into a large cloud of dark-colored smoke upon hitting the ground. Once the fog cleared, Babayaga was nowhere in sight.
Moments later, the woman lay on a large pile of leaves near the bottom of the hill. Exhausted couldn't even accurately describe how she felt after being chased by the swarm of guards. Her arms, legs, neck, and back all felt limp, weary, and weak. Sweat covered her forehead, and her hands strangely stung in subtle pain. After many minutes of just lying on the ground, Babayaga finally got the courage to lift herself back up from off of the ground, and continue going. She realized in that moment that from then on, she'd always have to keep moving. No matter how much she suffered, how much she wanted to fall to the ground and wither away like leaves in autumn, she would not allow herself to stop until her goal was complete. Until her daughter was saved...
Far horizons - that's what she met as she pilgrimed father into the wood. It wasn't long until Babayaga realized that her eyes were failing her...or at least that's what she believed. There was a man standing near large table. Yes, in the middle of the forest, a man was having some sort of tea party...or at least he appeared to be having one. But by himself? Why was he having a tea party by himself? Wait, what? What was this madness Babayaga was seeing? There was no way this strange man could be throwing a party by himself in the middle of the barren forest. But the smells of the cakes and the drinks...she could smell them. The colors were all to real to be fake. She raised a brow. If this was a mirage, it was a jolly good one. She was starving and dehydrated, and there were refreshments sitting on the table. At least she could feel satisfaction from pretending to eat something while actually dying from malnutrition.
"That is absolutely ridiculous," she said to the man scornfully, "having a feast in the middle of the wilderness all by yourself. Don't know how on earth you could have dragged that big ol' fancy table of yours all the way out here. But then again, you're not real anyway..." She sauntered around the table, looked at the pastries and beverages, and picked out a light blue-colored cup with hot tea contained inside. She drank it, and although it wasn't the cold drink she asked for after practically running half a mile in mere seconds, the warmth did refresh her insides and made her tranquil and more calm. With the cup in her hands, she started to pace back and forth.
Sighing lightly, she began to talk to herself, something she always did when she was stressed. "Alright, how am I going to manage to avoid prison, save my daughter, and prevent the slaughter of many strangers I've never met in a matter of two days?..." The woman thought long and hard as her jet-black boots skidded upon the leaves and other things that laid upon the forest floor. There had to have been a way to reverse the curse of the potion. Maybe there was even a way to extend the time it took before the rotten formula killed everyone. However, Babayaga knew it was risky to try spells or formulate new potions. It was dangerous experimentation and could only lead to more accidents. There were chances the woman certainly did not want to take. She thought harder; what did she need to do? What did she absolutely need to obtain in order to solve her problem?
The answer was obvious: help. She needed help. She needed enormous amounts of help. However, for the witch named Babayaga Gothel, help had always been hard to find. She had rejected aid and advice numerous times, and so many assumed that she didn't need it. They thought she just preferred to do things alone. The woman even thought this herself. Furthermore, Babayaga found it hard to trust people these days. If she did manage to find help, manage to find someone worth her time, they would undoubtedly betray her. That's just how life worked for the uptight woman. That's what she always expected every time someone offered assistance. What she wanted was someone honest. Someone who offered advice without telling a single dirty lie...
She gasped when she realized what she so desired. "Of course," she muttered, "The Magic Mirror..." Fortunately, Babayaga was one of the very few who knew of the mirror's existence, and the place where the enchanted item was hidden. Unfortunately, it was located in a treacherous place. No place for a person like herself. The mirror was somewhere in Snow White's kingdom. More specifically, her castle. (Or at least, that's what the rumors always said) With what she had just encountered only a few minutes ago, the witch knew that waltzing into the magic-banned kingdom without a plan was just like suicide. No matter what though, she was going to speak to that mirror. She had to. It was the only way she could formulate some sort of plan to remove the curse.
She sighed. It would be a hard road, but she would take it. She thought on. She wasn't done with her tea yet, and the woman was still thinking ahead. What would happen once she figured out what to do? Once she had done what she needed to, how would she know that she had succeeded? That was a tough question to answer for the woman. She bit her lip in intrigue, and continued to pace back and forth. Once Babayaga took a good look at the man's table her problem instantly resolved. Of course! Why didn't she think of it right away? It was cliché, yes, but it was just tempting enough for other people that it could possibly work...
She conjured a piece of parchment out of thin air, and with the wave of her fingers, had it stick to the nearest tree. With a dark smirk, she stared at the poster with satisfaction.
Outdoor Festival!
Music! Dancing! Excitement!
Join us tonight in the Meadow Forest's clearing in the Hub.
Royalty and commoners alike are welcome!
The festival will run from late afternoon until midnight.
See you there!"
With another wave of her fingers, more copies of the poster began to appear, and fly up high into the sky. The witch watched them intently as they flew off like birds flapping their wings. She knew that soon, they would be posted all across the land for many to see. In silence, Babayaga thought about her ploy to gather everyone together so she could use them as test subjects later on. She had never liked parties and social gatherings, but she knew that it would be essential for clearing up the mess she made. Maybe if she still hadn't reversed the effects of the potion, other people would discuss it amidst the party and figure out solutions themselves. Babayaga kept telling herself that something good was bound to come from it. However, she couldn't help but dread over the fact that she'd have to listen to the sound of loud annoying music later in the day...
Finished with her tea, the still exhausted enchantress placed the empty cup back on the table. All signs of frustration and anger were wiped away from her face, and for a few moments, Babayaga actually looked...happy.
"Tea is always very refreshing," she said to the man with a smile on her face, "Excellent for the brain, as I always say..."
"You mean that you can't change form?" inquired the red-haired lady almost immediately after Alice had asked the man-beast about his transformation. "Huh? Wait, so you mean..." Oh no. Had Alice landed in a world where everyone was a shapeshifter? Obviously the freckled girl had another form other than the one she was currently in. Perhaps she was a fish, as she had appeared on the scene being soaking wet. What about the archer woman? Did she have another form too? Before Alice could descend into madness due to the uncertainty that flooded her head, the lion-like man's voice brought her back to reality.
“Now, that’s something I’d like to know myself.” he said in a strong, firm voice. Before he stood up, towering over the girl, his lip curled to reveal to sharp pointy fangs. "Woah..." she muttered with a smile. By instinct, her arm reached up to touch both of the shiny fangs. However, once she realized what she was doing, she swiftly drew it back to her side where it belonged.
“You are,” said the man with a smooth voice, “very strange.” Alice looked down to find his falcon-like claws twirling her yellow-colored hair. She giggled and met her gaze with his cat-like eyes. "I get that a lot," she said with a warm smile.
Wait, what did she say again? Although she didn't show any sign of in on her face, Alice was confused. What had prompted her to say "I get that a lot"? Looking back on it, she had done it unconsciously. She didn't know what other people thought of her. Maybe her amnesia was wearing off a bit, or she was just making things up...Whatever she had done, it was strange.
The lion-man continued, "Where are you from, girl?” He was propped up on his paws in such a fashion, that only now he didn't seem so tall. He was so entertaining to watch...and his movements reminded her of another cat she knew. Yes, another cat with a great big smile that she had seen in a courtroom of sorts. He had appeared in what seemed like a dream. Suddenly, Alice lost her smile. She was daydreaming, and she had to answer the question. Unfortunately, she couldn't come up with an accurate response to the particular question he had asked.
"I...I do not know..." This gave the girl an empty feeling inside. It was her personality, not the loss of her memories, that craved a place to stay. A place to call home. As the lion-man went over to talk to the redheaded girl (whose life he had saved) Alice slowly sat upon the forest floor, placing her head on top of her knees and gripping her ankles together with her hands. Remembering her knapsack, the golden-haired girl took out her notebook, and began to flip through the pages once more. There were such intricate drawings of other-worldly things...It was almost like trying to read a book written in an entirely different language. Yet again, Alice stopped turning the pages once she reached the picture of the enigmatic mirror. She stared at it for what seemed like many long minutes.
“What are we to do now?” the shapeshifting lion-man asked. “I do hope one of us knows the way out of these woods.” The girl decided to speak up about her "field guide". "Well...before I ran into all of you, I was looking for a mirror...see?" she said while holding up her notebook open to the page with the mirror. "There are lots of other things in here as well...If only I could learn more about them, learn what they are and where they are..." she said, trailing off back into her own mind. Suddenly, she closed her book and stood up.
"Oh! That reminds me, I haven't even introduced myself," she acclaimed while brushing the dirt off of her blue dress. "My name is Alice...Kingsleigh...?" She had forgotten her last name. Had it been Kingsleigh? "Yes, Kingsleigh. If you don't mind, I'd love to learn all of your names."
Softly, Alice's stomach grumbled once again. She sighed and looked down with slight annoyance. "I'm sorry," she started, "but by any chance does anyone have some food I can eat? I'm starving, and I don't think I'm in the particular mood right now to try dead wolf meat..."
Ariel glanced around the group as the woman collected her arrows and the young girl and lion talked back and forth. It seemed that both of them were encountering memory issues as well. The young girl had some sort of thingamajig... What was the word? Book! Yes. She had some sort of book that she was looking into. She trailed off and closed her book, suddenly realizing that she had not told anyone her name. Alice, the girl said. Alice Kingsleigh. Then the girl wanted to know their names, too. Ariel started to take a few steps back. She wasn't so sure about this. The girl was talking about being hungry now. Hungry. There it was again- that thundering in her chest. Was the little girl going to try and eat her? Why was she so terrified? Did this have something to do with being a mermaid, or was it just a personal fear? Ariel looked to the Beast who towered over the little girl.
If the people who had wanted her trapped were after her because she was a mermaid, because she was magical- would they not be after him as well? He had saved her life. Surely she owed him more than this. She owed it to him to stay with him, though she couldn't help him any more than he could help himself. Then there was the fact that he was as large as a shark. He could protect her if she could not protect herself. Yes, staying with this beast would be the better idea. Besides- she had no idea how to get out of the wood. Swallowing her fear, Ariel shuffled back over to the group as she tried to ignore the sticky feeling of the wet and muddy clothes. "Ariel," she managed to say. "My name is Ariel."
Ariel looked to the little blonde girl and offered her a weak smile. "There's a castle that way," she added, pointing up the river from where she had came. "But I'm not sure a warm welcome will be there for you and I," she added, turning her attention to the Beast. "They had me in a cell.." She trailed off, unsure if she should be telling them this or not. What if they thought she was a criminal? "There were many other magical beings held there as well... I intend to head as far away from there as possible. As for food.." she trailed off again, glancing behind her then back to the girl. "I, ah... I don't remember what humans eat." She ran a hand through her drying hair to push it away from her freckled face. "Oh. I'm a mermaid," she concluded. Ariel bit her lower lip and then glanced to her left, into the forest. She opened her mouth to say something else but was cut off by a piece of parchment that had fluttered into her face.
Ariel screamed and flailed her arms swatting at the paper that had landed on her. The crumpled parchment fell to the ground and laid there. Collecting herself, Ariel gingerly picked up the paper and smoothed it out again. It was a poster of some sort. "What in Posideon's name...?" It was a mutter to herself as she read over the paper. "It's a party invitation," she said aloud, handing the paper over to the little girl. "I've never seen paper do that outside of the water," she added thoughtfully. "Do you think they will have the food you wanted there? And maybe some dry clothes?" Ariel glanced between the figures before her, then to the parchment she had handed to the blonde girl. Things were getting more confusing by the second.
If the people who had wanted her trapped were after her because she was a mermaid, because she was magical- would they not be after him as well? He had saved her life. Surely she owed him more than this. She owed it to him to stay with him, though she couldn't help him any more than he could help himself. Then there was the fact that he was as large as a shark. He could protect her if she could not protect herself. Yes, staying with this beast would be the better idea. Besides- she had no idea how to get out of the wood. Swallowing her fear, Ariel shuffled back over to the group as she tried to ignore the sticky feeling of the wet and muddy clothes. "Ariel," she managed to say. "My name is Ariel."
Ariel looked to the little blonde girl and offered her a weak smile. "There's a castle that way," she added, pointing up the river from where she had came. "But I'm not sure a warm welcome will be there for you and I," she added, turning her attention to the Beast. "They had me in a cell.." She trailed off, unsure if she should be telling them this or not. What if they thought she was a criminal? "There were many other magical beings held there as well... I intend to head as far away from there as possible. As for food.." she trailed off again, glancing behind her then back to the girl. "I, ah... I don't remember what humans eat." She ran a hand through her drying hair to push it away from her freckled face. "Oh. I'm a mermaid," she concluded. Ariel bit her lower lip and then glanced to her left, into the forest. She opened her mouth to say something else but was cut off by a piece of parchment that had fluttered into her face.
Ariel screamed and flailed her arms swatting at the paper that had landed on her. The crumpled parchment fell to the ground and laid there. Collecting herself, Ariel gingerly picked up the paper and smoothed it out again. It was a poster of some sort. "What in Posideon's name...?" It was a mutter to herself as she read over the paper. "It's a party invitation," she said aloud, handing the paper over to the little girl. "I've never seen paper do that outside of the water," she added thoughtfully. "Do you think they will have the food you wanted there? And maybe some dry clothes?" Ariel glanced between the figures before her, then to the parchment she had handed to the blonde girl. Things were getting more confusing by the second.
“Well, then. I'm Prince Adam,”
The Beast rose to present the young girls with a proud bow. Suddenly his mouth parted and delivered a yawn that shook the feeble branches of the trees that surrounded them. “Yes, I’m rather hungry myself. We should make haste.” The Prince had always been sluggish and lazy, for he was the worst sort of castle-born. Unfortunately for his new friends, this seemed to have increased in his new Beast’s body. He rolled on his back and rested his eyes as the warm sunlight embraced his furry belly, thinking of pleasanter settings with cheese, a suckling pig, wine, a soft bed, and other fine things that lifted his spirits. It did not occur to him that they faced the possibility of death by hunger or thirst, worse, a fate left to the unruly hands of creatures that came in the black night. The thought came to Prince Adam then that he could not enter a village in his current monstrous state; for fear that they would drive him out of society with torches and other dreadful things. How his current friends have stomached his horrific form, he could not say, other than they were probably exhausted from prior events to enflame yet another commotion now. Of course they could have just been mad, which Adam was perfectly content with given how peculiar his day had already been. What is another dose of lunacy? He thought with a weary smile.
He started at Ariel’s sudden shrieks, leaping on all fours like a timid cat. “Good heavens!” Adam huffed, shaking his dark mane. “You’re like a fish out of water, mermaid. What’s that you’ve got there?” He poked his head over her cold, clammy shoulder and peered at the writing. “It’s a party invitation,” Ariel announced. He read the bold words in his head and pulled his brows together. Indeed, it appeared to be. Prince Adam strode towards Alice, his wolf’s tail swirled side to side. “What do you make of it, Alice? Sure is… Odd, don’t you think?” his long whiskers twitched as he sniffed the parchment. “I've never seen paper do that outside of the water,” Ariel added thoughtfully. “Do you think they will have the food you wanted there? And maybe some dry clothes?”
“Oh no, no – there’s definitely something sinister about it. Something of…” Prince Adam began to pace to and fro, tail whipping in the air. His golden eyes were fixed on the parchment. “Dark magic.” He growled finally, coming to a halt. There was something of the topic of dark arts that touched a nerve. There was a familiar repugnance, and a deep settled fear locked inside him. Prince Adam was not prepared to walk into a trap, despite how quickly taken he was towards the girls. A curious piece of floating parchment delivering promises of merrymaking and that sort – it must have been a hoax. He would not see Ariel so easily deceived now that she was on land. Surely Alice and the archer girl have not lost their wits. But Prince Adam was not a leader. He would decide on the final word before making action.
“What do you think, archer?” He called out to the brown-haired girl picking arrows from the wolf carcasses.
Prince Adam then padded off on all fours. His paws thudded gently on the forest floor as he endeavoured to search for the remains of his clothing. Under crusted brown leaves, his trousers were shredded to pieces, and something in the distance glimmered in the light. Prince Adam rose on two feet then, surprised at how simple it was for him to do so. He took a moment to examine the condition of his hands, bringing them before his eyes. The black claws seemed to withdraw at command, Prince Adam gasped slightly as they drew back into the socket. His fingers were thick and furry, almost like a lion’s paws, but he was relieved that he still wielded the ability to grasp and stretch onto things. Prince Adam walked towards the shiny object in the dirt. It appeared to be a dagger. Prince Adam rubbed the dirt from the base. It was slightly rusty, but firm and very handy. Ariel could make use of it, unless she had a mind to forge a weapon out of pinecones. “I have something for you, Ariel,” he shouted, walking back.
The dappled light of the forest shone down on a figure laying in a pasture of dew covered grass. Soft eyes blinked open, fluttering as her fingers curled into the grass at her sides. Vasilisa sat up slowly, dazedly looking around the clearing she lay in the middle of. How in the world had she gotten here? Where was here? "Oh my head," She groaned, lifting an open palm to her forehead, feeling where a cut was sticky with drying blood. She had obviously been out for awhile now, her limbs felt stiff from laying in one spot for too long. Sitting up the woman felt her hood fall to lay across her back, gasping as she saw movement out the corner of her eyes. The ground shuddered with movement as the black shadow trotted into the clearing, snorting loudly as the stallion pawed the grass with his large hooves, lowering his large head to touch Vasilisa's cheek. The brown stallion nickered softly, tugging at her hair, flicking his ears back and forth. "Killian, what's happened?" She whispered to her mount as she stroked his velvety nose.
As she stood her foot rolled against something, looking down in the grass Vasilisa's head tilted in wonder at the doll that lay at her feet. "How odd," She whispered, bending to pick it up. The feeling of it felt familiar and it brought a smile to her face as she held it. Was this hers? Shrugging she walked to where Killian stood impatiently in the grass, munching loudly on a few select blades as Vasilisa packed the doll into one of his side bags, stepping up into the stirrup and swinging her leg over to sit in the saddle. Taking the reigns in one hand Vasilisa pulled her green and gold hood up, squeezing her legs together and urging Killigan into a trot through the forests thick trees.
Marian sends a sort of cursory glance towards the others as they continue to discuss things, still collecting her arrow. Well, collecting one arrow, as it happens, for this particular one seems to have gotten lodged into the creature at a most unfortunate angle. Finally, the young woman puts her boot against the wolf and pushes with her foot as she pulls the arrow out, succeeding at least in recollecting that last arrow. After placing each of the arrows, some of them after wiping them off on the grass, back into the quiver, Marian once more looks over at the others, though this time her looking does not involve seeing so much as thought.
She only tunes into their conversation once the lion-man asks aloud whether anyone knows how to navigate out of these woods. A curious look towards the others tells that she is wondering the same thing. Typically, Marian would be able to get herself out of here very quickly and with little trouble. But, lacking the memory of various landmarks and such, the girl now lacks that ability, surely. Even if she had some sort of physical memory of it, Marian wouldn't trust it enough to start wandering blindly through the woods. Unfortunately, no one else seems to offer a way through the woods.
The child-like one speaks of mirrors and the little book in her hand, which is apparently a journal of some sort. Marian regrets not having such a thing herself, the only clues to her past being her bow and arrow and, to some extent, her clothing. Had she known that she had passed right by a group of people whom she had known- well, they would not have recognized her anyway, unfortunately, so perhaps the matter is not worth mentioning. It soon becomes clear to Marian that this girl isn't actually providing a way out, though perhaps she's getting around to mentioning the fact that her journal has a map of some sort?
The subject takes a change as the girl introduces herself, though uncertainty lingers over her last name for a moment, leaving Marian to suppose that she is not alone in her knowledge of her name and name alone. "I-" she begins, intending to introduce herself, but the blonde girl, Alice, continues on about being hungry, and of course, Marian realizes that she is a bit further away from them, and probably couldn't be clearly heard by them.
"My name is Marian, Marian Sutton. It is a pleasure to meet you all," she finally greets them, bobbing her head in a sort of lesser bow motion. As the redhaired girl, now identified as Arielle, speaks she nods, deep in thought. Clearly they cannot go to that castle, for fear that the girl may be captured again, but if they followed the river in the opposite direction. . .surely they will stumble on a village eventually. Where there is water, there is people, of this much she is certain.
The paper thing which she finds, Arielle finds that is, is a source of suspicion for Marian. How had they not noticed it before? She was certain it was not there recently, and it must have been placed just today, given that it says tonight. In fact, the time being 'tonight' makes Marian doubt even further. Surprised at his comment towards her, Marian glances towards Adam, who is apparently a prince of sorts.
"It must have been magic, for I would have remembered it being there. And if it wasn't, than I wouldn't believe it is very recent- 'tonight' isn't really a reliable time, is it? It is very. . .convenient, especially as we are all so vulnerable at the moment," Marian says these things carefully, not wanting to hurt any hopes. Still, her natural instinct says to avoid this- perhaps due to being with the Merry Men, who are wanted criminals. The instinct to avoid such open gatherings remains even after her memory has departed.
"But, I cannot make decisions for the rest of you. First, we must focus on finding our way out- is this the Meadow's Forest?"
Aurora looked out the carriage window as the party began moving again. The prince began to speak, calling her attention inward once more. "I... I don't remember anything. Everything I know about myself is what others have told me." Rose nodded. Yes, that was pretty much where she was at- only she did remember a bit of her childhood. She knew she was raised by fairies in a cottage, at least. She also remembered that she was royalty- something evidently clear when she awoke this morning. The prince went on, "I've spoken with Grimsby about my past. He told me I was one of the greatest sailors on the sea, and that I was a prince, and your Naval Commander, but apart from that I'm lost. It was pure luck that I happened upon you in the first place. When I awoke I was on my ship in the middle of the sea...There is nigh more disorienting than waking with no memory in the middle of the ocean." Aurora's eyebrows shifted upward just slightly. "I woke up in a wedding dress, in a room and kingdom full of fairies and peasants with very high expectations of the day." She paused for a moment, and then smiled. A laugh bubbled from her core, filling the carriage with the light and melodic sound. "I can't decide which is worse, actually. Being expected to marry a stranger, or being in the middle of the ocean with no idea who you are!"
Of course she had to smile. After all, the entire situation was ridiculous. For some reason, Rose couldn't help but feel like she had been through worse- and that despite the obstacles in her way, she would rise against this memory spell. The prince looked up at her for the first time, his hues catching her slightly off guard. There was something so familiar about them. Something warm, and comforting. Then there was a rough warmth taking her delicate hands. A salior's hands. "Aurora, even if this Babayaga doesn't have the solution to our predicament, there is an enormous amount of magic in this world. Someone somewhere will have our answer, I can feel it in my bones." Aurora respectfully listened, though part of her mind was distracted. If she were a Queen then why did this man feel like he could take her hand whenever he pleased, and call her Aurora and not his Majesty? What's more-- why did she seem to find it all endlessly endearing? The way his hair fell just so. The way his lips turned up in each corner as he spoke, as though a smile were trying to escape. Who was this man?
Rose snapped out of it quickly as the prince went on, for he had grabbed her other hand and his voice grew in seriousness. She mentally scolded herself- he must have noticed her tuning him out. "Aurora. If I promise you nay, 'swear' it to you, by my honor that I will not give up on our quest, no matter what obstacles we may face, will you do the same? There is nothing in this world that can break a sailor's word." Aurora gently gave his hands a squeeze, smiling back at him- though it did not hold the same warmth as before. "How can you swear by something you can not even remember?" She looked physically exhausted now as she gently pulled her hands away and looked out the carriage window once more. The scenery was not moving anymore- they had stopped. Aurora frowned. "If we have to keep stopping every half mile we'll never make it to Babayagas," she sighed, her tone mildly annoyed.
It was Peabottom who appeared in the window suddenly, causing Aurora to gasp and slide quickly into Prince Eric. Her back was pressed to his chest for just a brief moment before she collected herself, putting a hand to her heart as she shifted back into her seat. "PEABOTTOM!" "Forgive me, you majesty. But look! We have found Babayaga! I would recognize her magical imprint anywhere!" The fairy looked excited, nay, she looked overjoyed. Rose stared at her for a moment without speaking, simply wondering if her head might split apart if she were to smile any wider. The fairy held a piece of parchment in her hand as though it were an award. "Well, let me see then," Aurora said after a moment of waiting."Oh! Of course! Here you are, my queen! As you can see- it's a party! She's throwing a party! How strange, and yet, how convenient! Don't you think, my queen?" "Thank you, Peabottom. Please, start us on the way."
Rose waited for the fairy to flicker away, and for the carriage to start moving before she turned to Prince Eric. "Either luck has finally swung our way, or we're walking into a trap, Prince Eric." Aurora handed the paper over to the Prince, eyes narrowing on the window as she watched the trees pass by. "And something tells me that if I've lost my memory, luck is certainly not going to be with me. Still. This is the only lead we have, so if we are to walk into the trap- best be prepared for it." Aurora looked to the prince now, her eyes leveling on his. "Are you prepared to stand by your words, Prince Eric?"
Of course she had to smile. After all, the entire situation was ridiculous. For some reason, Rose couldn't help but feel like she had been through worse- and that despite the obstacles in her way, she would rise against this memory spell. The prince looked up at her for the first time, his hues catching her slightly off guard. There was something so familiar about them. Something warm, and comforting. Then there was a rough warmth taking her delicate hands. A salior's hands. "Aurora, even if this Babayaga doesn't have the solution to our predicament, there is an enormous amount of magic in this world. Someone somewhere will have our answer, I can feel it in my bones." Aurora respectfully listened, though part of her mind was distracted. If she were a Queen then why did this man feel like he could take her hand whenever he pleased, and call her Aurora and not his Majesty? What's more-- why did she seem to find it all endlessly endearing? The way his hair fell just so. The way his lips turned up in each corner as he spoke, as though a smile were trying to escape. Who was this man?
Rose snapped out of it quickly as the prince went on, for he had grabbed her other hand and his voice grew in seriousness. She mentally scolded herself- he must have noticed her tuning him out. "Aurora. If I promise you nay, 'swear' it to you, by my honor that I will not give up on our quest, no matter what obstacles we may face, will you do the same? There is nothing in this world that can break a sailor's word." Aurora gently gave his hands a squeeze, smiling back at him- though it did not hold the same warmth as before. "How can you swear by something you can not even remember?" She looked physically exhausted now as she gently pulled her hands away and looked out the carriage window once more. The scenery was not moving anymore- they had stopped. Aurora frowned. "If we have to keep stopping every half mile we'll never make it to Babayagas," she sighed, her tone mildly annoyed.
It was Peabottom who appeared in the window suddenly, causing Aurora to gasp and slide quickly into Prince Eric. Her back was pressed to his chest for just a brief moment before she collected herself, putting a hand to her heart as she shifted back into her seat. "PEABOTTOM!" "Forgive me, you majesty. But look! We have found Babayaga! I would recognize her magical imprint anywhere!" The fairy looked excited, nay, she looked overjoyed. Rose stared at her for a moment without speaking, simply wondering if her head might split apart if she were to smile any wider. The fairy held a piece of parchment in her hand as though it were an award. "Well, let me see then," Aurora said after a moment of waiting."Oh! Of course! Here you are, my queen! As you can see- it's a party! She's throwing a party! How strange, and yet, how convenient! Don't you think, my queen?" "Thank you, Peabottom. Please, start us on the way."
Rose waited for the fairy to flicker away, and for the carriage to start moving before she turned to Prince Eric. "Either luck has finally swung our way, or we're walking into a trap, Prince Eric." Aurora handed the paper over to the Prince, eyes narrowing on the window as she watched the trees pass by. "And something tells me that if I've lost my memory, luck is certainly not going to be with me. Still. This is the only lead we have, so if we are to walk into the trap- best be prepared for it." Aurora looked to the prince now, her eyes leveling on his. "Are you prepared to stand by your words, Prince Eric?"
She did not seem to have the same confidence in his words as he did. Though he could tell she believed him, and rightly so. He meant every word. He might not have his memories, but he still had his sense of honor. There was no amount of amnesia that could make him forget that. Before he could think of another brilliant speech that would barely do its job, the carriage slowed to a halt. Before he knew it Aurora was slid into his side and a fairy was in the window. He caught a brief whiff of the queen's dark silky hair before she slid away. It held a very nice floral scent, probably leagues more pleasant than his salt-stained strands. He decided he would bathe as soon as possible, given the chance. Eric shook himself back to reality to notice that the queen was not pleased with her fairy.
"PEABOTTOM!" "Forgive me, you majesty. But look! We have found Babayaga! I would recognize her magical imprint anywhere!" "Well, let me see then." "Oh! Of course! Here you are, my queen! As you can see- it's a party! She's throwing a party! How strange, and yet, how convenient! Don't you think, my queen?" "Thank you, Peabottom. Please, start us on the way." The exchange was short, but direct. Her majesty was not being quite as polite as she could have been with her fairies. Though they werent exactly what you would call 'regal.' Peabottom herself was a little over the top sometimes. Even so, Aurora seemed a little estranged to the job of Queen. Eric assumed that was why she was a bit flippant with the fairies. He supposed as long as the fairies didn't have a problem with it, no harm no foul.
The queen read the paper and slid it to Eric. "Either luck has finally swung our way, or we're walking into a trap, Prince Eric." He nodded quietly as he read over the flyer for himself. It was innocent enough. He didn't know Babayaga at all, so he had no idea what to expect, but he was not one to miss a party. It sounded like a decent enough time, and if they got some answers during, that would be nice as well. Although it could very well be less than inviting. He would have to be prepared. "And something tells me that if I've lost my memory, luck is certainly not going to be with me. Still. This is the only lead we have, so if we are to walk into the trap- best be prepared for it." She was right with him now, as if she finally believed in his earlier promise. "Are you prepared to stand by your words, Prince Eric?" The prince gave a small smirk in response. "Of course Aurora. Like I said, I'll not leave your side."
The carriage began to move again, likely headed for Babayaga's party. Eric would have been content with riding in silence, but something was eating at him, something Aurora had said earlier, about luck. Eric turned his head to see her staring quietly out the window. Her quiet gaze lazily strewn across the trees outside. Her lips were turned, in a thoughtful frown. Something was obviously eating at her too, undoubtedly her missing memory. She was having a tougher time than he. Eric had always been a 'live in the moment' type of person, so that was likely the reason he was having a smoother go of it. "Aurora, you may take this or leave it, but luck is what you make of it. What I mean to say is, this memory loss we share can be looked on as a curse, or we can look on it as a gift of sorts. For me at least, I'm thinking of this as a chance to look at life through a new pair of eyes. A pair of eyes that I might not have had when I could remember my past. I don't mean to lecture you, all I'm saying is... look on the bright side Your Highness." He finished his thought... then brought his head to the window again.
Eric didn't know exactly what compelled him to say what he did. The queen seemed worried, as if she was trying to take the full burden for fixing this problem. Maybe she was just that generous of a person. Regardless, he knew deep down she had not always been quite so stoic. He was just trying to cheer her up... they were headed to a party after all.
Slowly opening her eyes, she isn't exactly aware how many days have passed since....well since she has forgotten. For the past few days she had been passing them the exact same way, from waking up to sleeping again. She always encountered strangers in this castle, a castle that might have belonged to her. However, there is always one person that she sees in the corridors that she has to admit is indeed quite charming but he just seemed so strange, but yet so familiar. Now thinking back she hasn't been on a walk in the garden for quite awhile, maybe it is time that she leaves her room and try to find what she once had, but now lost, her memory.
When she entered the garden, the flowers bloomed, the bird tweeted. In a distance, the charming stranger was sitting next to the fountain staring into the distance as if he was trapped in his memories. Unsure of who he is she walks in the opposite direction towards the gate. Surely she could remain within it, but looking outside the deep beautiful forests called out to her. Calling her to go explore the wonders beyond the trees.
She begun by walking down the paths, but trailed off when she see the hummingbirds fly off into the forest carrying something that reflected the shine from the sun, she followed it off the path and into the deep woods.
Soon enough she realized she was lost with no where to turn back. So she decided to walk around and try to find her way back, but it is getting dark. She shivered not only from the cold but also from the fright. The cold wind blew against her face. When she left the castle she didn't bring a coat because she thought she wouldn't be long, but she didn't know this might take her awhile before she returns.
She heard a sound in a nearby berry bush, it might have be a rabbit or a mice, but it might also be wolf, that thought scared her. "Who's there?" she asked quietly, but when a dark figure rose it's head from the bush. She begun running away in the opposite direction until she tripped. She felt the soft fur of something rubbing against her legs, quickly taking a few steps back she looked down. It was wolf covered in blood, it's blood has dyed a giant red splatter on the purple dress. She screamed, in a distance the birds flew up away from the forest. She was truly lost within a dark forest alone with no one around.
"This isn't the Meadow Forest, Miss Marion Sutton." Alice said from the silence. Her back was turned to the three of them. "I would know." Suddenly, she turned to face Adam. There was slight distress written in the irises of her eyes.
"Your highness...to answer your question, the Meadow Forest is where I'm from."
Recently, various pieces of information about her new friends had hit her all at once like the force of a sledgehammer. She had learned their names, their apparent races, and their stories. When Adam had given a warning about the parchment, Alice knew well enough to listen and take his advice. It was mysterious; flying out of nowhere like a butterfly retreating from vibrantly-colored bushes. There was skepticism written all over her mind as her eyes darted across the makeshift invitation that the mermaid, Ariel, had handed her. However, once she had read where the party was being held, the comfy and cozy Meadow Forest, memories, like a storm of tiny rain droplets, began to flood her head.
It was a peaceful area. If there was a place that could represent dreams, fantasy, youth...the Meadow Forest was that place. It was in a region called the Hub. Yes, the Hub. Such a tranquil place. Of course, nothing happened there, but most people preferred it that way. All of a sudden, Alice could see a swing, a pastel-colored house, a river, an ancient tree, and then a rabbit hole. There was something somewhat special about the last image, though...the rabbit hole...It was all so odd, and it was happening so fast. Not words, not sounds, just images. They danced in her head. They spun and shifted and flashed. Finally, Alice couldn't take it anymore.
"I do not know the decisions you three will make, but I am heading to the Meadow Forest." she said firmly. "However, I do not know the dangers I will face, and I certainly do not know the way. Perhaps if I had a map and compass...Let's see..." She began to swiftly open her pouch. Maybe among the junk she had discovered earlier, there would be a map and the compass inside. Instead, when she opened the bag, what she saw inside shocked her, and subsequently made her jump.
It all happened so fast, but from the looks of it, it seemed as though a snow-white rabbit in a waist coat had jumped out of her bag, and ran off into the bushes. Alice's jaw was dropped, a bewildered look on her face. "Well, I don't know what that was about...Odd..." she said, recovering from her sudden shock. She shrugged off her tenseness and continued, "Anyway, let's see...
Strangely enough, all the junk that had been contained in her knapsack previously had somehow disappeared, and all that was left was exactly what she needed: a compass and a map. She quickly reached inside, pulled them out, and began to walk straight. According to the compass, North was directly in front of her. From the drawings etched onto the map, they were in a forest either in the West, the South, or even the East. The Hub, home of the Meadow Forest, was in the exact center of the ancient-feeling piece of parchment.
With a determined look on her face, Alice marched forward. "Let's move." she said, leaving the sides of Ariel, Marion and Adam, "At least heading somewhere and taking our chances is better than heading nowhere at all."
Once she had finished her statement, the girl had a thought: after what the four of them had did to the hungry, malicious pack of wolves that had almost killed her while she was alone, Alice wouldn't mind taking chances while she had the three of them around.
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Ariel looked up to the manbeast, Prince Adam, as he spoke. “Oh no, no – there’s definitely something sinister about it. Something of… Dark magic.” After a pause, his massive head turned toward the dark haired woman. “What do you think, archer?” "It must have been magic, for I would have remembered it being there. And if it wasn't, than I wouldn't believe it is very recent- 'tonight' isn't really a reliable time, is it? It is very. . .convenient, especially as we are all so vulnerable at the moment," the woman, Mariam, stands closer to the group now, her arrows cleaned and returned to the holder on her back. Ariel eyed her curiously, shifting her stance to stand a little straighter- like Mariam did. Why she felt the need to mimic her, or to follow her lead on how humans stand- she wasn't sure. Perhaps she didn't know a lot about humans? Maybe she has never been to the surface before being captured? But does that mean Eric is a merman? "But, I cannot make decisions for the rest of you. First, we must focus on finding our way out- is this the Meadow's Forest?" Mariam concluded.
“I have something for you, Ariel!” Ariel looked up, having zoned out as she was trying to think of who this Eric person was. The prince was walking back toward her now with something shiny and pointed in his paws. Her hues flicked between his furry face and the object in his paws. "A thingamadu. Thank you!" She chirped, taking the blade gingerly from him. "It's in very good condition, too," she noted, flipping it over in her hands. "I've never seen one that wasn't--" she trailed off as the image of the thingamadu flashed into her mind. She had seen a this object before, and it wasn't called 'thingamadu'. "This is a dagger," she stated, though to herself or the prince is unclear. "Thank you," she said again, more meekly this time as she regarded the blade with new weariness. This was meant to hurt things. The weight of the small blade suddenly felt much heavier in her hands.
The blonde has been talking to the archer, and when Ariel comes back into their conversation she is slightly confused- for a white, fluffy animal in some sort of fancy clothes dashes in front of her and vanishes into a bush. Ariel looks to the girl, but the blonde seems just as confused as she. Birds flutter into the sky in the distance, but Ariel doesn't notice anyone else thinking anything of it. Figuring this is a human thing, she tries her best to focus on the conversation and curb her curiosity.
"Well, I don't know what that was about...Odd... Anyway, let's see..." Alice fumbles with what Ariel is to assume a map and compass and then starts walking. "Let's move, at least heading somewhere and taking our chances is better than heading nowhere at all."
Ariel holds the dagger close to her and trudges off after the blonde. The fact that Alice is younger than her doesn't seem to keep her from allowing her to be the leader of the school. The dagger in her hands feels rough and smells of iron and dirt, but she clings to it regardless. Did she even know how to use it? Would she be able to hurt another living thing? Her head and heart ached. A pit in her stomach whispered for her to just swim home, but she hadn't the slightest idea where home was. As the group walked, Ariel began to sing softly to herself. It was instantly comforting, and she felt her spirits lifting. She sung softly, so as to not alert any more of the wolves or whatever else might be hungry for mermaid.
“I have something for you, Ariel!” Ariel looked up, having zoned out as she was trying to think of who this Eric person was. The prince was walking back toward her now with something shiny and pointed in his paws. Her hues flicked between his furry face and the object in his paws. "A thingamadu. Thank you!" She chirped, taking the blade gingerly from him. "It's in very good condition, too," she noted, flipping it over in her hands. "I've never seen one that wasn't--" she trailed off as the image of the thingamadu flashed into her mind. She had seen a this object before, and it wasn't called 'thingamadu'. "This is a dagger," she stated, though to herself or the prince is unclear. "Thank you," she said again, more meekly this time as she regarded the blade with new weariness. This was meant to hurt things. The weight of the small blade suddenly felt much heavier in her hands.
The blonde has been talking to the archer, and when Ariel comes back into their conversation she is slightly confused- for a white, fluffy animal in some sort of fancy clothes dashes in front of her and vanishes into a bush. Ariel looks to the girl, but the blonde seems just as confused as she. Birds flutter into the sky in the distance, but Ariel doesn't notice anyone else thinking anything of it. Figuring this is a human thing, she tries her best to focus on the conversation and curb her curiosity.
"Well, I don't know what that was about...Odd... Anyway, let's see..." Alice fumbles with what Ariel is to assume a map and compass and then starts walking. "Let's move, at least heading somewhere and taking our chances is better than heading nowhere at all."
Ariel holds the dagger close to her and trudges off after the blonde. The fact that Alice is younger than her doesn't seem to keep her from allowing her to be the leader of the school. The dagger in her hands feels rough and smells of iron and dirt, but she clings to it regardless. Did she even know how to use it? Would she be able to hurt another living thing? Her head and heart ached. A pit in her stomach whispered for her to just swim home, but she hadn't the slightest idea where home was. As the group walked, Ariel began to sing softly to herself. It was instantly comforting, and she felt her spirits lifting. She sung softly, so as to not alert any more of the wolves or whatever else might be hungry for mermaid.
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John Little
"A toll is a toll, and a roll is a roll. And if we don't get no tolls, then we don't eat no rolls. I made that up."
Ariel Atlantica
"All I have is a name.. but it's enough."
Aurora L. Rose
"The sun may set in the West, but come morning.. it will rise again in the East."
Marian Sutton
"I am quite capable of defending myself, thank you."
Cinderella
If only I remember what it was like
Simon "Mad Hatter" Foster
"Sit down and calm your worries. Have a cup of tea!"
Prince Eric
"I fight this war for Friendship, for Partnership, and for Love... That is why I fight"
Hansel
"Food and shelter are necessities, honesty is a luxury."
Jasmine
"You can only learn to forgive, when there is something to hate."
Ambrose Rivain
"Your radiant smile, the pure sparkle of your tears... They will remain with me, forever more."
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Aladdin
"Riches? Glamour? Silk? This life is not for me. I can't be myself"
Ambrose Rivain
"Your radiant smile, the pure sparkle of your tears... They will remain with me, forever more."
Alice Kingsleigh
"Curioser and Curioser..."
Jasmine
"You can only learn to forgive, when there is something to hate."
Prince Eric
"I fight this war for Friendship, for Partnership, and for Love... That is why I fight"
Simon "Mad Hatter" Foster
"Sit down and calm your worries. Have a cup of tea!"
Hansel
"Food and shelter are necessities, honesty is a luxury."
John Little
"A toll is a toll, and a roll is a roll. And if we don't get no tolls, then we don't eat no rolls. I made that up."
William Darkblood
"Don't come near. You don't know me. I'm a monster."
Aurora L. Rose
"The sun may set in the West, but come morning.. it will rise again in the East."
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Aurora L. Rose
"The sun may set in the West, but come morning.. it will rise again in the East."
Jasmine
"You can only learn to forgive, when there is something to hate."
Aladdin
"Riches? Glamour? Silk? This life is not for me. I can't be myself"
John Little
"A toll is a toll, and a roll is a roll. And if we don't get no tolls, then we don't eat no rolls. I made that up."
Ariel Atlantica
"All I have is a name.. but it's enough."
Babayaga
"How can I help you when I can't even help myself?!"
William Darkblood
"Don't come near. You don't know me. I'm a monster."
Alice Kingsleigh
"Curioser and Curioser..."
Marian Sutton
"I am quite capable of defending myself, thank you."
Hansel
"Food and shelter are necessities, honesty is a luxury."
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