Fairyland!!!

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Fairyland!!!

Fairyland!!!

I'm bored, and I feel like making another RP that is so filled with your regular fairy tale creatures and people and is so completely mixed up that it's ridiculous. And something that makes no sense whatsoever.

So...

Welcome to Fairyland!! Be who you want to be, someone or something out of legend, fairy tale, myth, or whatever. Who cares? They may or not be guilty or innocent, or nice, but no killing other characters, s'okay?

And they're going to go on a quest! A quest for... the Fantabulous Pot of Gold! Yay!

Again, make your character anyway you want him or her. They can be a god with all these awesome powers, or they can be, uh, I can't think of an example, say, a garden gnome. Whatever. They're going on a quest for the Fantabulous Pot of Gold located in a random mountain range, and they'll have to battle trolls and persuade stubborn old ladies and and answer riddles or be boiled in a pot full of soup.

Basically, I'm actually kinda tired of all these books that are like, this is how it really went. Actually, vampires are nice. (Hm, let's see.) Actually, Alice wasn't a little child and Wonderland was a war zone. (The Wonderland Wars) Actually, Peter Pan was an orphan, who was nice and all that, and there were these people called the Starcatchers. (Peter and the Starcatchers.) Actually, Red Riding Hood was insane, and the Wolf was this evil spirit. (The Sisters Grimm)

Actually, why can't the fairy tales have gone the way they were written?

So.

To the Fantabulous Pot of Gold!!!!!

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Name: Wulfe Smith

Age: Duh. Fairytale wolf. He's immortal. But somewhere around 216, maybe.

Gender: Male

Appearance: He's a wolf.

Occupation: Just got out of Fairyland Prison.

Fairytale: Little Red Riding Hood.

How the story really went. (jk): Yep. I ate the little old granny. Then I almost ate Little Red Riding Hood. And the woodcutter came and chopped me open. But I lived, because I'm the Big Bad Wolf. The little old granny has gotten an eternal restraining order, so no seeking revenge for me. Then I went to prison for 200 years. Then I got out. Now I'm going on a quest for the Fantabulous Pot of Gold. Yay.

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TO THE FANTABULOUS POT OF GOLD!!!!!!!!

submitted by SC, gone
(December 6, 2011 - 9:17 pm)

I, Athena, looked down upon the dawning day in boredom. It was a typical sunrise, nothing unusual about it. People were getting up and comng out of their houses to go to work or school. It seemed like everything interesting had happened a long time ago, and the world had settled down into sort of a rhythmic pattern. I knew that sort of thing couldn't stand for long. At least, not as long as there were gods to be bored. 
I was the goddess of wisdom. I should have known better. But I didn't.
At least, unlike some of my siblings, I knew how to stir up some exitement in the lives of mortals without turning someone's head into a cabbage. At least  had taste. So I had better do the job before one of them tried.
Reaching into my back pocket, I pulled out a piece of lint. I rubbed it between my fingers and it grew and grew, until it was the size of a man's head. Then, I breathed upon it and it turned into gold, which I quickly shaped into a pot. As I cast the pot down upon the earth, I murmured, "surprise me."

submitted by Athena, age Immortal
(December 24, 2011 - 5:34 pm)

Could I join? Because if so, here's my profile.

Name: Iris

Species: Goddess

Fairytale: Greek myths

Occupation: Sends messages beetween the gods

I have an idea to tie in what Emily wrote, but I'll wait in case I can't join.

=^..^= 

submitted by SusyQ
(January 3, 2012 - 5:54 pm)

OK. What next? Sorry! This is my first thread, or whatever this is called, that got started.

submitted by True S., age 10, Denison TX
(January 3, 2012 - 5:33 pm)

Ari~

I look up at the sky.  Once, I had been up there.  Please don't make me relive that story, though.  I see something gold.  And it's not the sun.  Curious, I swim to the suface.  I break the surface of the water and switch from my gills to my lungs. 

It's a pot of gold!  I'm surprised,   Where's the leprechaun?  Where's the rainbow?  No matter.  If I get this pot of gold, I can... I can.  Well, it doesn't matter.  I just need to have it.  It's... It's... It's fantabulous!  I move to get it.  Then, a seagull swoops down and carries it away.  But I must have that Fantabulous Pot of Gold.

Switching to my gills, I dive back under and get Daddy to assemble a team to go on a quest with me.  I need that pot of gold. 

OOC:  It's like Athena put caffiene in the pot or something, th way I just wrote that.  I like it, though.

submitted by Analesia, age 13, just beign aweosme
(January 3, 2012 - 6:12 pm)

SusyQ: Of course!

Now, I suppose I really should post, as I kinda started the thread then abandoned it, so, SusyQ, I hand you the storyline.

submitted by SC, age gone
(January 3, 2012 - 7:57 pm)

ok\\OK, sorry it took so long but here's my non-perfect elf:

Name: Lirazel

age: unknown. immortal

gender: female

appearance: Blond hair hidden under her hat, looks sort of like a boy.  Eyes change color with mood.  Leathery clothes with spear slung across back.

occupation: Refusing to do lady-like stuff like my father wants me to do

personality: tomboy and proud of it.  Terrible with bow and arrows.

fairytale: the King of Elfland's Daughter 

How the story really went:  Since I had a mortal husband, he and my son both died of old age.  But then my father still expected me to be all mother-like. Nope, not me.  I'm tired of being cooped up.  Not going to fall in love again; already made that mistake.  Father overprotective, so snuck away to find fantabulous pot of gold.  Spears are supposed to be unlawful in elfland and a disgrace to society, but I got one from the black market.  Suits me so much better than the traditional bow and arrows.

submitted by Blue Moon
(January 8, 2012 - 3:21 pm)

I love her! Unperfect elf, you are awesome! And a tomboy! You are now awesomer!

submitted by SC, age gone
(January 9, 2012 - 8:13 pm)
submitted by Blue Moon
(January 9, 2012 - 9:13 pm)

My comment didn't really show up with the image so... I'll just tell you.

So for all those who noticed the blank comment, it had an image of a manga character that I had suddenly realized bore a striking resemblance to my charrie.

Laughing

submitted by Blue Moon
(January 10, 2012 - 8:07 pm)

EEEEE love her!! I would say more but SC already said it all!

 

P.S. Spamdragon says "icth". Itch? Are you itchy, Spamdragon?

submitted by Alexandra, age XIII (13), Never Land
(January 9, 2012 - 10:14 pm)

Ok...

By the way, Blue Moon, love the character and the ElfLand thing. Mabye you should start a roleplay about it... 

Denela~ 

There I am, standing around again. If Ella had done that a year ago, she would have felt a sturdy stick hit her back in no time. But no, Miss Perfect had to keep on working and sighing patiently and SINGING. It's not my fault that I'm not technically the person who likes feeding smelly ducks. I mean, ew, who would? Besides lil cinder princess that is.  

That's when I see something that catches my attention. It's a huge pot of gold, falling from the sky. As I watch, it disappears. 

I feel a longing in my brain (yeah, another thing that made Cindy more popular than me is that I tend to be precise. When I feel longing, I feel it in my brain. Not in my heart.) , a longing for a life like the life I used to have. It would be... fantabulous.

That's that. I'm going after this Fantabulous Pot of Gold.  

submitted by Tiffany W., age 11
(January 12, 2012 - 7:25 pm)

GAH Sorry, I kinda forgot about this thread...Embarassed Sorry! What's happening right now?

submitted by ZB ☮
(January 14, 2012 - 2:32 pm)

@ ZB

Don't worry, we just started posting when we first saw the pot of gold. 

 

Ari~

"Daddy, Daddy!" I call out.

"Yes, Ariel?" he asks.

"I need your help assembling a team to find this fantabulous gold I found on the surface of the water."

He comtemplates this, stroking his snow-white beard.  "Does this require going to the surface again?  Because you know how I feel about it after what that... that thing did to you."

"WellyesbutIwouldn'ttalktohumansorfallinlovewiththem," I say quickly.

He gets that look on his face that he gets whenever he has to say the word 'no'.  I quickly do my best puppyfish face.  He caves in to me, "Fine.  But no male humans on this team.  And if anyone has to negotiate with one of them, it will be someone else... someone more experienced."

 

I can already see the posters I'll create about my cause.

submitted by Analesia, age 13, just being awesome
(January 14, 2012 - 6:01 pm)

Ok sorry, I forgot about this thread and I don't think I'll be able to join it *facepalm*

=^..^= 

submitted by SusyQ
(January 16, 2012 - 5:54 pm)