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Fairytale RP!
Fairytale RP!
So Tovah had once made something like this, and I miss it, so I'm going to recreate it. I was thinking that you could either do a twist on a classic fairytale hero or heroine, or make your own. They go to a private high school to learn to fight aliens.
I'm going to go with the same character I had before.
Name: Gretel Rose
Appearence; Chin-length golden hair that curves in on one side and
curves out on the other. Dark, sapphire-blue eyes, slightly pink cheeks,
pale, small, at 5 ft. Commonly wears long sleeve camo shirt with denim
capris and lace up hunting boots. Or jeans, black t-shirt with Slay Your Own Dragons and a sword
on fire, black hunting boots. Oftenwears a cap. Whether navy blue or
camo.
Personality; Strong, quiet, observant, hard core, ready to fight. Loyal, open, and cheerful around her friends.
Story; So, this is a Hansel and Gretel in the modern world. Southern
girl! Her parents ditched her in the backwoods of Tennessee, in the
Great Smokey Mountains. A hunter thought she and her brother game and
accidentally shot him. (Explains what happens to Hansel.)
Power; She has a strong sense of direction, can see in the dark. Also can channel people's feelings well. Knows what they're feeling.
Weapon: Anything she can throw or shoot, except long spears. She can
throw knives, shoot a gun or bow. Whatever she can get her hands on.
So what do ya'll think? Good or bad idea?
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(October 15, 2014 - 10:05 am)
YAY!!!! I can go with my plan because noone's posted yet!!!! (But really, you guys shoud POST!!!!!!)
Amy~
I don't really like big crowds. So when Ash came, I went away from the group. After a while, I heard shouts for help [I forgot if she already heard them, so...?] I started going toward the noises, when I noticed I wasn't going anywhere. I stopped and looked around. I saw a cottage in the distance, and ran toward it. As I got closer, I heared a voice I knew calling, too. It was Meg.
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Save Meg!!!! ( but it's going to be a trap..............)
(October 15, 2014 - 9:57 pm)
Gah, I know, I said I'd write. Just SO busy.
@ Theo: "and the fox, well, no one can pull of that look of slyness and
mass-destruction as well as Gretel and still appear to be in charge". I absolutely died reading that.
Gretel ~
I was thoroughly at a loss as to what was happening. The few things I knew for sure though were that: A) somebody, most likely Alex, had turned us into animals for no apparent reason, B) the cat who had just run in was Amy, and C) we were still missing Meg, the mice, and Ash.
"How you'd get in here?" I demanded, looking at the wall behind Amy. It didn't show any obvious signs of available entry or exit, but she got in here somehow.
"I just, I just ran in," Amy answered confused. "I could see all of you, but evidently you can't see out."
I trot over to the wall, studying it. There was an almost invisible seam running in a rectangle door shape. I pawed at it, though to no avail. I growled in frustration. If I were human I just would have kicked and beat on it till something opened or a I put a hole in the wall.
Well, actually, maybe we could.
"Snow," I said, a devious grin on my face, "do you think you could kick at this section right here?"
She trotted over, studying the wall. "I guess I can try," she answered hesitantly. She reared back and slammed her hoof against the wall. At first nothing happened, though after several blows, the square moved.
"Keep going!" Amy and Jasmine chimed together as we stood watching in a semi-circle. She pounded again, and again. Each time the square moved just a slight bit more, till on one final blow, it exploded out of the wall, creating a doorway outside.
We burst forward, glad to be free at last, when a noise caught my attention. I recognized it as Meg.
All of a sudden a blur was racing toward the cottage where Meg's voice wafted from.
"Come on!" Ash hollered, glancing back. His voice was urgent. We all broke off into a run, fear twisting my gut. I wasn't totally sure what was going on but something told me it definitely wasn't good.
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Okay, so I was tying in Amy and Theo's posts, so y'all can change this if you want.
(October 27, 2014 - 10:04 pm)
Writing! Hooray!
Ash~
Meg wasn't there when I arrived back to where the mice and I had left her. "The ride's over," I said to the mice. They jumped off my back and I turned back into human form.
"Where's Meg?" asked Pip.
"I don't know," I said, and then hollered, "MEG!"
"Maybe this is the wrong spot," Charlie said.
"It's not," I said. "MEG!"
"MEG!" the mice joined in, and the four of us shouted her name once again. "MEG!"
"Where is she...?" Pip asked quietly.
"I don't know," I said again. "I don't--" I stopped. "Do you hear that?"
"What?" asked Steve.
I changed back into cat form to improve my hearing. "That."
"The sound of hooves against some sort of wall?" asked Charlie.
"No," I said. "Right under that. Listen," I said. The four of us sad silently for a second before Pip's ears perked up.
"It's Meg!" he gasped.
"One would hope so," I said. "Get on." I lay down for the mice to get on my back. As soon as they were aboard, I started sprinting.
"It's her," said Charlie. "It's defintily her!"
"It's coming from the cottage!" declared Steve.
I glanced over to see all of our other friends, in animal form, racing out of a building of sorts. "COME ON!" I hollered, running towards the cottage where Meg's voice was coming from.
.... I think that's what's happening? Just catching Ash up to where everyone else is. I couldn't tell if it was a building or a clearing or what so I just called it a building.
(October 28, 2014 - 6:01 pm)
@ Theo: Ah, the break the in ever hectic vortex called life! ;) Yes, I believe that's where we are. I'm not totally sure where we just burst out of either. At first I thought it was a shed but it took on something else, so I'd have just called it a building too.
I'll wait a bit to see if someone else writes. If not I'll go ahead.
(October 28, 2014 - 8:46 pm)
Okay, I am going to sit down and WRITE this piece!!! (That was intended entirely for my own encouragement, pay it no mind.)
Meg without the mice~
How I'd gotten into a cottage I didn't know. One minute I was standing and frettingly waiting for the mice and Ash, the next I was in a cramped little cottage without any doors or windows. Furthermore, I didn't know WHY I was here. Just then, I started to hear voices outside the cottage calling my name. Naturally, I tried to yell back, but words didn't come from my lips.
Then I got the sinking feeling that this was a trap. I despaired, knowing that I couldn't yell to warn them. I tried to bang on the walls, hoping desperately that this would make some noise, but it didn't. It was as though the entire cottage didn't allow sounds.
"Meg, we're coming to save you!" Pip squeaked. His voice seemed close, nearly just outside. I crouched down in a corner of the cottage and sobbed, my sobs of course soundless.
Then I thought of something that might just work. My dagger! I hacked wildly away at the walls. But it was to no avail. The cottage may have appeared to be rickety, but it was stronger than steel.
A brand new hope rose within me. Maybe the cottage could not break from the outside and they would not be able to get to me. Sure, I'd die of starvation and all, but that would be better than all of us being captured.
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