Fairytale RP!!

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Fairytale RP!!

Fairytale RP!!

BHR did this once, an it got really popular. It got all the way up to 230 replies, but then it slipped down to page 3. So, I thought I'd bring it back.

No character format yet, we need to work out the plot first. So, any ideas anybody?

-Pete

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer
(August 9, 2014 - 11:05 am)

Fillious~

"Evil mages?" I say, confused. "Meadowmoon never had anything like that before."

"Well now it does," Ember replies

"Okay, you can stay the night here, and we can try to figure stuff out in the morning. I'll fetch you a cot and blanket."

 

Willy says modw. He wants to visit Meadowmoon!

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer, Cot moon
(August 22, 2014 - 1:17 pm)

Seline

It's not my fault I was staying with Fillious. I was running away from the gnomes. In fact, I had no memory of stumbling into his house. But I was half dying, scared to death (no joke) without the Gnome's protection. I was half dead from hunger, and very weak from being shot at. Gnomes are not feiendly creatures, and will try their best to keep their queen confined within their walls, even if it means killing her first. So there I was, watching from my shadowy corner as Fillious treated a girl's wounded leg. Neither Fillious nor the girl payed any attention to me, and that was just fine. Most humans I met just tried to trap me with some brutal device, just to prove that elf-fairies really exist. But that was long ago. I shifted in my shadow, trying to decide if I wanted to show myself. Fillious didn't know I was there either. Suddenly the girl sat up and pointed in my direction. "What was that?! I thought I saw..." Fillious jumped up and drew his dagger. Then he grabbed me by the hair, dragged me out into the moonlight, and held his dagger at my throught. "Who are you and what are-- Oh, great, Seline. That was a good one, too! Why didn't you tell me you were back? I thought you were out getting berries!" In a rage, he lowered his dagger and threw me to the ground. I just lay there, feeling frightened. Yes, Fillious was protective, but it wasn't in his nature to launch an attack on somebody without checking who it was first! Then I heard the voice of the girl with the bad leg. Thank you, I'm not fately injured, I'm fine." Then with some deal of grunting and scraping, the girl gets up. Then she walkes over and shakes my shoulder. "Wow... An elf-fairy..." She turns to Fillious, "Where did you catch it?" Fillious notices the word and says rather forcefully, " I didn't exactly catch her. She came here herself." So that's how I met Ember. Little did I know, many adventures lay ahed of us. 

submitted by Little Sister, age 11, New Hampshire
(August 22, 2014 - 2:43 pm)

~Fillious

"Ember, this is Seline," I say, introducing the girls. Although until now I didn't know Ember, I have known Seline for a long time. She was one of my best friends, and since we were little, too. But I didn't know why she stumbled into my house the same time Ember did.

Later, both girls had bandages and blankets wrapped around them. I was sitting cross-legged on the floor.

"So, Seline, you were running from what?" I finally asked.

"Gnomes," she replied. "Evil Gnomes."

"First Gnomes, then mages! What is going on in Meadowmoon?" I questioned frantically.

"It must all be connected," Ember pointed out.

"Yeah. I guess we'll figure it out in the morning," I said. I slip through the door, and walk down the corridor towards my bedroom.

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer, Gnome moon
(August 22, 2014 - 5:54 pm)

Is it too late to join? If not here is my mermaid!

name: Clarissa Martina

kind: mermaid 

apperance:  dirty blind hair with hazel eyes  her tail is navy blue

other:!is a strong and fast swimmer

perdoanlity: fast, shy, and easly frightend  

submitted by MapleSyurp, age 10, Sleep
(August 22, 2014 - 8:48 pm)

Jane-

I lay in bed, tossing and turning. I was tired of being out here, with nothing exciting. My brother was snoring across the room, sound asleep. It was late. I bet my parents were asleep. And the window was probably locked, as usual. I check as I do every night. Yep, it was loose. Wait. It was loose? It wasn't locked? I slowly, ever so carefully opened the window. And I gingerly, soundlessly hopped out the window. I'm free! I'm free! 

submitted by Ellie, age 11, Place of fantasy
(August 23, 2014 - 10:16 am)

I slide to sleep quickly, trying to forget that the joiners are still out there, trying to catch me.This is the closest they've been to actually getting me for almost a year, and I am so tired I know I cannot keep running any longer. Not that I actually could run now with this stupid broken leg.

Nightmares chase me through the night. The talons and cloaks if the joiners about to close on me and I cannot run.... Their red eyes and rotting teeth seem to grow closer... the pain from my leg grows and I cannot escape. Suddenly I am falling and screaming and then I awake to someone shaking my shoulders. 

Filious sits at the end of my cot and is shaking me awake. There is a look of protective concern in his eyes that bemuses me, but when I sit up I find that I have me knife in my hand. How did it get there?

" What's wrong?" I ask Filious, hoping that he doesn't hear the catch in my voice. I am still shaking from my nightmare, and a bead of sweat rolls down the side of my neck.

" You were screaming.... I came to see if you were alright, but I couldn't wake you. You musts have been having a nightmare."

I cross my arms and curl into a defensive ball. " I'm fine. It was just a dream." I say, but I must not sound convincing because Filious doesn't move. He begins to speak again:

 

 

submitted by Ember
(August 23, 2014 - 10:24 am)

eh... what does he say?

submitted by Little Sister, age 11, New Hampshire
(August 24, 2014 - 11:13 am)

TOP

submitted by TOP
(August 23, 2014 - 10:24 am)

Sorry I thought other people might want to comment to make it more like an actual conversation.... I guess that's not going to happen so let's move along the story to the next morning.

submitted by Ember
(August 25, 2014 - 5:29 pm)

Name: Hern

Apperance: A dark red dog with horns.

Background/personality: Hern tries to be good, but as his kind looks evil and is useally evil, people run away from him in fright. Hern just wants some friends. His only friend is a small fairy cat that doesn't even talk. 

submitted by Danielle
(August 25, 2014 - 9:48 pm)

Aawwww... dog treats anyone? Come, puppy! Come, puppy! Come to the... TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP! MORE CHOPSTICKS!

submitted by Little Sister, age 11, Hamsters!!
(August 31, 2014 - 9:03 am)

Fillious~

"I need to take you to Myrthor," I say simply.

"What?" Ember asks, peeping out of her defensive ball.

"Myrthors not a what, he's a who. He's my mentor. He'd know about all this stuff."

Ember looked confused.

"We leave at dawn."

submitted by Pete the Trollslayer, Mentor moon
(September 10, 2014 - 6:38 pm)

Don't forget this!!!!

submitted by Don't Forget
(September 17, 2014 - 11:22 pm)
submitted by TOP
(September 17, 2014 - 11:23 pm)

Tip Top goes the clock.

submitted by TOp
(September 17, 2014 - 11:24 pm)