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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 1, 2018 1:16:07 GMT -5
Isle of the Lost "Harley, drop the beat!" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
[ this is a closed small group role-play; we are not accepting new joiners ]
Once Upon a Time, long, long ago...well, more like twenty years ago...Belle married her Beast in front of six thousand of their closest personal friends. Yeah, so, instead of a honeymoon, Beast united all of the kingdoms, and got himself elected to King of the United States of Auradon. He rounded up all of the villains, and sidekicks (basically all of the really interesting people) and booted them all off to the Isle of the Lost, with a magical barrier to keep them there.No magic.No wi-fi. No. Way. Out. Until now, anyway. They think that they can "reform" us, sending their boring kids to the Isle to "give us a good example". Are they really that naive? Your fairy tales are worthless here, kid. - - Land of the Lost is a small-group Disney Descendants role-play, and is closed to joining. However, you're still free to read, if you want. Keep in mind that this role-play heavily leans on PG-13 material, so there may be darker themes mentioned, and viewer discretion is advised.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Interested in seeing what's going on over in Auradon? Check us out across the barrier! United States of Auradon.- - Curious about the origins of this role-play and its companion role-play? Check out Land of the Lost v1 here, Land of the Lost v2 here, and Auradon v1 here.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 1, 2018 2:15:57 GMT -5
Rules
Role-play Ability: I'm not going to call it "literacy" because I'm positive you all can read. However, this is going to be a pretty advanced role-play, I'm hoping, so I'm asking for a three-sentence minimum on posts (feel free to post way more!) and provide me with the best spelling and grammar you can do.
Activity: Alright, so I'm not going to be the most active bean on the forums. I have a job, and I'm called into work quite a bit. I'm sure you all have lives outside of here too. So as long as you guys make an effort to come on, maybe once or twice a week minimum if you can, so will I. If you're going on vacation, losing internet, etc, just tell me and I'll make sure you're excused on the member list.
Maturity: This kind of falls under the forum rules as a whole, but I figure I should still clarify this. Do what you want, to an extent, as far as content. As long as it falls under the PG-13 rating, then it's fine. Killing characters (with permission), romance, language, etc. As long as it's accepted on the forums, it's accepted here.
PG-13 Rating: This role-play may contain mature themes. PG-13 and forum guidelines include - no graphic depictions of blood, injury, or death, no usage of tobacco or "hard drugs", no nudity, and the only swears allowed are the ones allowed in the forum censors, such as bastard and damn. I trust you guys are going to be mature about everything, so that's all I'm going to put in this section. Basically, if you wouldn't see it in a PG-13 movie, or you think it's questionable, you might want to ask about it or not do it.
Characters: There are a few character rules I want to lay down, but I'm just going to lump them all here in hopes of not creating a book of rules. Right. So. No Mary-Sues, godmodding, or perfect characters. I'm sure you're all familiar with this. Lost Kids (Isle-born kids) will probably be the majority in this role-play, but every character must have at least one Auradon kid, otherwise we're not really going to have a plot. We don't want that. Characters with an animal/non-human parent (TLK characters, Ursula/Little Mermaid characters, etc.) will mostly be humanoid in form. Speak with me, and we can work out a way to express their parents' abilities. No canon characters from the books/movies. OC characters only, no Star Wars or Marvel characters, please.
Relationships: Due to the nature of this role-play, some characters are obviously going to be siblings, cousins, etc. That's cool, and I should probably also have some sort of tracker for this, so that the more popular characters won't get too many kids. Kind of a lump rule, but if you want various characters to have pre-existing relationships, this is pretty encouraged. Just ask whichever person rps the character(s) you want to connect.
Plots: Feel free to make any minor plot you want. Just tell me (in the format I have below) what you want the plot to be, and which characters will be involved, and I'll add it up front. Major plots, however, need to be brought up to me, as well as the other members on the role-play, where we can discuss it and decide whether to do it or not. Then I'll add it to the front too.
Rolling: This version of LotL includes using a 20-sided dice, as well as a set of attributes unique to your characters. This method encourages a more organic response to role-play, as well as a greater variable of responses, especially success and failure. The 20-sided dice we're using is on the Discord server, with one roll on one 20-sided dice. Any attribute your character has that is relevant to the roll will be added to your roll.
Attributes: There will be 8 new attributes to apply to your character. You have 20 points to "spend" on these attributes for each character, with a max cap of five points per attribute. The traits will be: Strength [STR] (points added to any physical challenge your character faces), Wisdom [WIS] (points added to anything regarding your character's perception, willpower, or intuition about a challenge), Intelligence [INT] (which affects how your character learns or applies reason to new knowledge), Charisma [CHR] (how well your character can charm or coerce another player character), Dexterity [DEX] (points added to challenges regarding agility, reaction time, and balance), Magic [MAG] (points added to any spellcasting done in a situation where magic is allowed), Stealth [STL] (points added to any challenge where your character needs to hide or sneak), and Intimidation [ITM] (points added to challenges where your character might try standing up to another).
Celeste is a Terrible Person: This unicorn is gonna kill napkin boy, that’s a sin worse than anything else out there.
Additional Rules: We'll probably add more rules as the role-play goes on, so keep an eye on this list. Situations might demand more rules, or more specific rules, so this is always up to change at my discretion.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Joining FormName || Gender || Age || Parents You can make a description if you want to, but it's not required. Just fill out the basics such as name and parents for the bare minimum. STR: [0-5] || WIS: [0-5] || INT: [0-5] || CHR: [0-5] || DEX: [0-5] || MAG [0-5] || STL: [0-5] || ITM: [0-5] Username || Gang (If applicable) || Rank (If applicable) || Other
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 1, 2018 2:16:20 GMT -5
Locations
Dragon Hall: The primary school on the island, located in a re-purposed tomb. It teaches the children of the island the ways of wickedness, encouraging them to do better than they did and be ready for the day the barrier falls. With the exception of the wizard Yen Sid, the staff is made of famous villains.
Witch School: A secondary school on the island, for the descendants of formerly magical parents. Many think it's dumb for there to be a school for witches as the magic they learn would not be of any use thanks to the barrier.
Serpent Prep: Located on the opposite side to Dragon Hall. This school is closer to the Wharf Town, so many of the kids that live here attend it. Fierce rivals with the Dragon Hall kids.
Town: The inland part of the one "city" on the Isle of the Lost. This is where Dragon Hall is found, as well as several shops, such as the Slop Shop and other restaurants.
Wharf Town: The part of the city that's closer to the Docks and Goblin Wharf. They're close to the water, and close to the barrier. Goblin Wharf is where a lot of the goblins work, bringing in food and supplies for the islanders.
Outlands: A desolate part of the island, where kids might go and hang out. Has several small mountains and dead trees, if you're into that sort of thing.
Orc Town: The name sort of explains itself. The orcs live here, minions of several villains on the island. Apparently, they give very good massages, too?
Hell Hall: The home of Cruella de Vil, and whatever kids she might have. It's a dilapidated mansion, but it used to look great, once upon a time.
Castle Across the Way: An old, ramshackle castle on the far side of the Isle. If a character lives here, they're probably home schooled, because it's pretty far out. Isle of the Doomed: A smaller island beside the Isle of the Lost, it's home to the Forbidden Fortress, and it's rumored to be cursed. Maleficent used to live here, before she was imprisoned on the Isle.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Lore
This is the section where we'll keep track of any and all information regarding the Isle. Jokes, history, terms, and the like will be recorded here for people to refer to or use. If you want to add something that one of your characters did before the role-play started tell either Actor or Feather so we can add it.
Terms
- - Howler: An Isle-specific term for a particularly wild party. - - Night Howler: An extract from a plant, grown on the Isle but native to Zootopia. It's a weaker strain, and milder, causing different reactions from animal characters and human characters. Often sold at parties.
History
- - About a year ago Richard Ratigan went down to Serpent Prep territory to speak with Sanura Negasi despite not getting the order to do so from Colette de Vil. What exactly happened is unknown to this very day, but poor Richard never returned. It's believed he was eaten by the Serpent Prep gang leader and that his skeleton now resides in Earl Fisi's bone collection. If asked Sanura won't deny this rumor, but she won't go into detail about the unfortunate incident. - - Not long after it is rumored that Serpent Prep put a hit out on the two de Vil twins, Colette and Cauliflower. Sammy Schmee was the one who went out to do the dirty work, but it was he who lost his life instead. He was found with a bear trap on his leg and an odd hole in his chest. This started a rumor that the de Vil twins have a gun in their possession, yet no other body has shown such an odd wound and neither twin has been seen with a gun. - - The three gang leaders of the Isle haven't always been Colette, Sanura, and Elijah. Before Elijah there was Maria Gothel, the original high priestess. Nearing the last year or two of her reign she began to target her very own coven members, injuring, maiming, and even killing those who opposed her - she would even kill the loved ones of those who opposed her to get her point across. Her tyranny came to an end when Elijah Grimhilde killed her and became the high priest. Many of Maria's loyal followers were then killed off as well, yet a few that supported her are still around whether because they were only loyal to Maria out of fear or changed their ways.
Jokes, Memes, & Meta
- - Auradon hating cats is a common joke on the Isle, and it's normal for someone to blame the feline-based characters on something going wrong, due to the huge number of cat descendants on the Isle. - - Jokes about cat behavior like ruining furniture, hacking up hairballs, and the like are teased to be "Isle-worthy", as well as joking that King Beast has a cat allergy. - - Fausto being some kind of dating god or something, because we got carried away in chat and he's dated a ton of people before the rp even started. RIP Fausto. - - Syrup Prep. Don't ask. - - Naked body jelly transportation - nyoom, nyoom. - - Thanks, San. - - The odd amount of exotic birds found on the Isle. - - Rumor has it that if you shake a ramen noodle packet near Sanura she might take pity on you and eat you. - - Sanura will marry any couple that breathes in her direction, but Elijah will propose for you. - - Muscled stomach. - - "Do people have wishbones?" - - Yeets - - Bath bombs and diabetes - - "Your breed is jackass, now shut up and help me fill out these forms." - - D(j) Hall: Drop the beat, Harley - - The sock™ - - Halushie
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 1, 2018 2:17:46 GMT -5
Dragon Hall Mafia
This gang, predictably, attends Dragon Hall school together. It's mostly comprised of non-magical humans, as well as animal-based characters. They hold a large portion of the main part of town as their territory, and can commonly be found hanging out at the Slop Shop, the Junk Shop, and Hell Hall. They prefer organization, structuring themselves in the style of a mafia. Dragon Hall, due to their organized approach to crime, tends to be the gang with the most money on the Isle. They run the nightclub, Sanguine, in their part of town, which tends to be a popular spot for parties.
Boss: Colette "Collie" de Vil Underboss: Cauliflower "Cauli" de Vil Consigliere: Isabeau de Vil
Caporegime 1: Somesh Khan Caporegime 2: Harley Olympia Caporegime 3: Louis "Lou" LeFou
Soldiers - Somesh's Racket [ Night Howler Sales ] : - - Kavi Das - - Kassidy "Wyoming" Slim - - Fiona Graves - - Gilberta "Gil" Beaks - - Shan Yin - - Lucian Felin - - Louis Alaap Jr - - Lazlo Avarius - - Cecelia "Cece" de Vil - - Dahlia Sykes - - Addison Slade - - Poppy Cipher - - Shan Sarangerel - - Damini Das - - Cyrus "Cy" McCoy - - Allergy Pines-Pouncerman - - Lacey Ann Pouncerman - - Grayson Boggs - - 503 "Fives" Amara-Krei
Soldiers - Harley's Racket [ Extortion ] : - - Ginerva "Ginnie" Willie - - Bronco Dennis - - Hoarfrost "Horst" Doofenshmirtz - - Igo Drakken - - Austin "Kit" Slim - - Donatello Vasquez - - Dixon Sykes - - Snowflake Raptor - - Christian "Hadley" Badun - - Chase Slade - - Pandareos Olympia - - Riley Wreckit - - Clarissa Frollo - - Jasper Slim - - Fish Frollo - - West Slim - - Hercules Nephus - - Marina Orvik-Sokolov - - Motka Sokolov - - Francesca "Pip" Fox
Soldiers - Louis's Racket [ Sanguine ] : - - Kimberly "Tex" Slim - - Joan Lackland - - Casey "Laramie" de Vil - - Roe Awi - - Arizona Slim - - Luna Rose McCoy - - Harmony "Hammy" McDuck - - Bianca Graves - - Campbell "Camp" McCoy - - Katherine "Junior" Slim - - Yougo Drakken - - Nash Nashorn - - Harlow Dominator - - Clovis de Vil - - Elisabeth Mim - - Nevada Slim - - Calypso Disastervaine - - Murphy Nashorn
Associates: - - Chester de Vil - - America Slim - - Shika Tremaine - - Raymond "Ray" Wreckit - - Jerzy Slim - - Jerky Slim
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Witch School CovenWitch School students live in the main part of town, but attend the secondary school, Witch School, to hone their magic skills. Most members of this gang have high magic skills, but it's seen as kind of a joke to the other two gangs, since magic hasn't been available on the Isle for as long as they've been alive. Traditionally, this gang stays pretty small and select, and they don't hold a lot of territory as a consequence. Their former leader proved...inefficient, and a year or two prior to current day, Elijah Grimhilde and his siblings usurped the gang. They run in a lot with the other two gangs, because their territory bleeds in on both sides, but they can be found hanging out in the Catacombs/Court of Miracles beneath the Isle, as well as the Slop Shop and Ursula's Chip Shop. They have a singular leader, Elijah, who is advised by two of his siblings. The Court of Miracles is under their control, which serves almost like a Black Market on the Isle, selling dangerous items beyond the norm, as well as the scraps of silks and jewelry found down there.
High Priest: Elijah Grimhilde Third Degree / Advisers: Eidelweiss "Del" Grimhilde & Eberhard "Ebby" Grimhilde
Council: - - Fern Slim - - Wilhelmina "Willa" Sanderson - - Axy Lotl-Geier - - Zafirah Karnage - - Desdemona "Des" Gothel - - Celestabellebethabelle "Celeste" Caballus
Elders: - - Jalila Salazar - - Babette "Babs" De Spell - - Celestebeldaneabelle "Dane" Cipher - - Marshall Gothel - - Rigel Disastervaine - - Pyrene Dontia - - Anastasius Firebird-Geier
Second Degree: - - Montgomery "Monty" Mim - - Delfina Gothel - - Madora "Jester" Marchendrache - - Winona McWisp - - Milk Marchendrache - - Siobhan Shift - - Morrigan Grimhilde - - Yeet Sid - - Maloch "March" Marchendrache - - Lincoln "Link" Panderas - - Taffy Septarsis - - Clarita de la Cruz - - Farris Jaouhari - - Vanessa Rose - - Zoe Flutter - - Lark Tremaine
First Degree: - - Thacker Earwicket - - Elfred "Elfie" Grimhilde - - Twitch Hightopp - - Wokaihwokomos McWisp - - Ezra "Egg" Grimhilde - - Leroy Lani - - Lauren Doofenshmirtz - - Howl de Vil - - Waeringawicum McWisp - - Fayette "Faye" Facilier - - Daiyu Chang - - Vanessa Morton - - Emrys Grimhilde - - William Vladstone-Whiskers - - Zephyr Sokolov
Neophytes: - - Emmett Grimhilde - - Eliza Grimhilde - - Edwin Grimhilde - - Elias Grimhilde - - Monday Mim - - Czeslaw "Meyer" Marchendrache - - Gwenith Wyvern
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Serpent Prep Crew
On the far side of the Isle, in Wharf Town, the Serpent Prep Crew hold court. This crew ties in heavily with a pirate theme, even if most of their members are merely humans and animal-based, similar to their rivals. They hang out all over Wharf Town, but can commonly be found in the Chip Shop, on the Docks, or in a ship docked at the Isle. They wrestle sharks for fun and promotions and are considered the most chaotic gang on the Isle. However, they control the docks, and therefore the flow of product into the rest of the island.
Captain: Sanura Negasi First Mate: Nanji Namiri Second Mate: Henry "Hal" Hook
Crew: - - Arlo Muntz - - Tara Croc - - Bashira "Bash" Fisi - - Zuri Negasi - - Marilla "Rilla" Silver - - Friday Facilier - - Darius "Daring" Karnage - - Andromeda "Andi" Dopplet - - Shan Hai - - Tana Inuit - - Simisola "Sola" Namiri - - Carmine Hook - - Earl Fisi - - Njeri Slade - - Ukurugenzi "Ukuru" Naja - - Bomani "Lapis" Duat - - Zende Negasi - - Blossom Namiri - - Machui Lengau - - Askari Qarad-Varecia - - Shomari Fisi - - Hanson Tremaine - - Tangaroa Paa - - Jacinto Kepler - - Griffin LeGume - - Aida Muntz - - Evita de la Cruz - - Kailani Niuhi - - Daeva Karnage - - Madeira Silver - - Ziada Negasi - - Prija Felin - - October "Candy" Boogie - - Calla Quinteria - - Mara Tremaine - - Eve Pines-Pouncerman - - Ever Marchendrache-Pines - - Sera Orvik - - Skipp "Kip" Orvik-Sokolov - - Georgie LeGume - - Kaz Sinclair - - Finnegan Delmar - - Serena Caspian
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Unaffiliated
Not every Isle kid has pledged their allegiance to a gang. Some may do more for a particular gang while others are completely neutral.
- - Fausto Facilier
- - Charlie Catt - - Li Mayleen - - Amorette Hearts - - Sabine "Scout" McDuck - - Adrian "Ian" Salazar - - Moriena "Mori" Blackbeard - - Aria Olympia - - Maz Foot - - Corrupter Time - - Brine Caspian - - Oni Obake - - Tait Hightopp - - Amador Hearts - - Kelemon Cai - - Justin Storm - - Joule Kepler
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Isle Kids
These are the children of the Isle that are still too young to be sorted into a gang.
- - Chandler "Jamie" de Vil
- - Leeto Negasi - - Monday Mim - - Lavender Lionheart - - Charles "Johnny" Badun - - Georgia Grey - - Bonnie Bronco - - Eliza Grimhilde - - Edwin "Eddie" Grimhilde - - Sango Negasi - - Sharvari Khan - - Digby "Diggy" Cipher - - Clementine Slade - - Nkosana Namiri - - Kaish Khan - - Leon Lionheart - - Nya Negasi - - Emberlyn Mim - - Apple Pines-Pouncerman - - Harlan Tremaine - - Madeline Tremaine - - Katerina Orvik-Sokolov - - Zot Sokolov - - Dollie Sykes - - Syli McDuck - - Scudo McDuck - - Roche Disastervaine - - Brooke Ratigan De Spell - - Fir Slim - - Foxglove Slim - - Fuchsia Slim
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Auradon Transfers
Split amongst the Isle schools, the kids from Auradon can't lean on one another for help at all times. They're filled with a motley mix of characters, some of them friends, some of them not, but they're all here now. They live in a run-down house in Wharf Town.
Leader: Bellamy "Billy" Bête
Second in Command: Margaret "Maggie" DunBroch
Members: - - Edward "Eddie" Mode - - Akram Agrabah - - Cocoline Flugpucker - - Elaine Pendragon - - Wren of Locksley - - Sterling Charming - - Madison Mouse - - Yolt Sid - - Kaikoa "Koa" Arendelle-Waialiki - - Davian "Tierney" Fisker - - Bala Singh - - Basu Singh - - Peggy Pan - - Nostradamus Chien - - Felicity Fix-it - - Raffaello "Raf" Maldonia - - Edmund "Eddie" Radcliffe - - Eleanor Mode - - Banjo Dinoco - - Khari Negasi - - Jenny Wilde - - Tansy Maldonia - - Alison Pistoles-Gallus - - Saelac "Sal" Charming
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 1, 2018 2:18:01 GMT -5
Plots
Basically this is where any major or minor plots go that we want to keep track of.
- - The King and Queen of Auradon, against their better judgement, have sent a handful of their best students to the Isle of the Lost, to integrate into their society, and perhaps reform the "Lost Kids" from the inside out into better citizens of the kingdom. Will they succeed? Or will this plan backfire horribly?
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Member TrackerHeadphone Actor : Colette de Vil, Lucian Felin, Louis Alaap Jr, Lazlo Avarius, Christian "Hadley" Badun, Chase Slade, Pandareos Olympia, Riley Wreckit, Clarissa Frollo, Chester de Vil, Campbell "Camp" McCoy, Katherine "Junior" Slim, America Slim, Yougo Drakken, Cecelia "Cece" de Vil, Dahlia Sykes, Addison Slade, Marina Orvik-Sokolov, Bianca Graves, Nash Nashorn, Jasper Slim, Harlow Dominator, Eidelweiss "Del" Grimhilde, Edwin Grimhilde, Czeslaw "Meyer" Marchendrache, Maloch "March" Marchendrache, Lincoln "Link" Panderas, Clarita de la Cruz, Celestebeldaneabelle "Dane" Cipher, Daiya Chang, Vanessa Morton, Marshall Gothel, Pyrene Dontia, Fayette Facilier, Taffy Septarsis, Rigel Disastervaine, Zafirah Karnage, Nanji Namiri, Shomari Fisi, Tangaroa Paa, Griffin LeGume, Hanson Tremaine, Jacinto Kepler, Aida Muntz, Evita de la Cruz, Kailani Niuhi, Daeva Karnage, Madeira Silver, Fausto Facilier, Oni Obake, Edwin "Eddie" Grimhilde, Sango Negasi, Sharvari Khan, Margaret "Maggie" DunBroch, Edward "Eddie" Mode, Akram Agrabah 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 : Louis "Lou" LeFou, Harley Olympia, Kavi Das, Hoarfrost "Horst" Doofenshmirtz, Casey "Laramie" de Vil, Ginevera "Ginne" Willie, Kassidy "Wyoming" Slim, Kimberly "Tex" Slim, Gilberta "Gil" Beaks, Jerzy Slim, Joan Lackland, Raymond "Ray" Wreckit, Bronco Dennis, Fiona Graves, Elijah Grimhilde, Elfred "Elfie" Grimhilde, Delfina Gothel, Montgomery "Monty" Mim, Thacker Earwicket, Madora "Jester" Marchendrache, Jalila Salazar, Babette "Babs" De Spell, Winona McWisp, Wokaihwokomas McWisp, Twitch Hightopp, Henry "Hal" Hook, Arlo Muntz, Tara Croc, Bashira "Bash" Fisi, Zuri Negasi, Marilla "Rilla" Silver, Friday Facilier, Darius "Daring" Karnage, Shan Hai, Andromeda "Andi" Dopplet, Charlie Catt, Li Mayleen, Amorette Hearts, Sabine "Scout" McDuck, Chandler "Jamie" de Vil, Leeto Negasi, Monday Mim, Lavender Lionheart, Kaikoa "Koa" Arendelle-Waialiki, Bala Singh, Basu Singh, Peggy Pan, Davian "Tierney" Fisker, Nostradamus Chien, Felicity Fix-it CreamCrow : Isabeau de Vil, Eberhard "Ebby" Grimhilde, Emrys Grimhilde, Bellamy "Billy" Bête, Elaine Pendragon, Wren of Locksley, Sterling Charming, Yolt Sid, Madison Mouse, Shan Sarangerel, Damini Das, Fish Frollo, West Slim, Clovis de Vil, Elisabeth Mim, Farris Jaouhari, William Vladstone-Whiskers, Vanessa Rose, Anastasius Firebird-Geier, Axy Lotl-Geier, Ziada Negasi, Prija Felin, October "Candy" Boogie, Calla Quinteria, Tait Hightopp, Amador Hearts, Kelemon Cai, Kaish Khan, Leon Lionheart, Nya Negasi, Emberlyn Mim arexasaurus : Tana Inuit, Simisola "Sola" Namiri, Carmine Hook, Aria Olympia, Igo Drakken, Shan Yin, 503 "Fives" Amara-Krei, Wilhelmina "Willa" Sanderson, Emmett Grimhilde, Moriena "Mori" Blackbeard, Adrian "Ian" Salazar, Raffaello Maldonia, Edmund "Eddie" Radcliffe . : Elias Grimhilde, Cyrus "Cy" McCoy, Lark Tremaine, Hercules Nephus, Nevada Slim, Shika Tremaine, Murphy Nashorn, Grayson Boggs, Francesca "Pip" Fox, Calypso Disastervaine, Lacey Pouncerman, Fern Slim, Zoe Flutter, Zephyr Sokolov, Georgie LeGume, Mara Tremaine, Finnegan Delmar, Kaz Sinclair, Ever Marchendrache-Pines, Eve Pines-Pouncerman, Sera Orvik, Skipp "Kip" Orvik-Sokolov, Serena Caspian, Justin Storm, Joule Kepler, Eleanor Mode, Banjo Dinoco Feathertalon : Cauliflower "Cauli" de Vil, Somesh Khan, Poppy Cipher, Austin "Kit" Slim, Donatello Vasquez, Roe Awi, Arizona Slim, Luna Rose McCoy, Allergy Pines-Pouncerman, Motka Sokolov, Harmony "Hammy" McDuck, Dixon Sykes, Jerky Slim, Snowflake Raptor, Ezra "Egg" Grimhilde, Morrigan Grimhilde, Eliza Grimhilde, Desdemona "Des" Gothel, Celestabellebethabelle "Celeste" Caballus, Leroy Lani, Lauren Doofenshmirtz, Siobhan Shift, Waeringawicum McWisp, Milk Marchendrache-Pines, Howl de Vil, Yeet Sid, Gwenith Wyvern, Sanura Negasi, Bomani "Lapis" Duat, Earl Fisi, Njeri Slade, Ukurugenzi "Ukuru" Naja, Zende Negasi, Blossom Namiri, Machui Lengau, Askari Qarad-Varecia, Maz Foot, Corrupter Time, Brine Caspian, Charles "Johnny" Badun, Georgia Grey, Bonnie Bronco, Khari Negasi, Jenny Wilde, Tansy Maldonia, Alison Pistoles-Gallus, Saelac "Sal" Charming
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 1, 2018 2:22:48 GMT -5
[Casually just...] Dragon Hall Kids SaveAdmin Kids CollieColette "Collie" Jessamine de Vil || Female || 18 || Cruella de Vil and Jean-Pierre la Pelt
At 5'4", and a pitiful 95 pounds, Collie doesn't immediately strike anyone as a threat. She's not incredibly short, but not exactly tall, either, and her low weight and generally petite build just emphasize this. She's ghostly pale, so you could be forgiven for mistaking her to be a ghost, or at the very least, albino. Her hair only adds to this effect, a pale ash blonde in color, faintly curly and slashed through with streaks of black.
What she's lacking in physical intimidation, however, is made up for in both determination and sheer stubborn nature. Chilly eyes, the color of steel, don't hesitate to stare down an opponent, and she's quick with biting sarcasm. Quiet intimidation and subtle movements are her method of choice -- you don't need to be good with words to make sure what you want done is completed quickly and efficiently.
STR: 1 || WIS: 5 || INT: 5 || CHR: 0 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 0 || STL: 2 || ITM: 5
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Boss || Twin to Cauli, older sister to Laramie, Cecilia, Hadley, Clovis, Chester, Jamie, and Johnny ; Owner of Wells, Chaucer, and Yeats (cats), Byron (horse), Cruz (sea pig), Faulkner (eagle), Verne and Kipling (dogs), Doyle and ****ens (salamanders) RichardRichard "Ricky" Anatole Ratigan || Male || 19 (time of death) || Professor Ratigan and Evil Queen
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STR: 2 || WIS: 5 || INT: 3 || CHR: 4 || DEX: 1 || MAG: 1 || STL: 1 || ITM: 3
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Consigliere || Other
Christian Hadley Badun || Male || 15 || Horace Badun and Cruella de Vil
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STR: 5 || WIS: 3 || INT: 4 || CHR: 4 || DEX: 1 || MAG: 0 || STL: 0 || ITM: 3
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Harley) || Younger brother to Collie, Cauli, Laramie and Cecilia, older brother to Clovis, Chester, Jamie, and Johnny ; Veterinary Apprentice to Poppy Cipher ChaseChase Vernon Slade || Male || 16 || Chief Slade and Vendella de Vil
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STR: 3 || WIS: 3 || INT: 2 || CHR: 4 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 0 || STL: 2 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Harley) || Husband to Njeri Slade, father of Clementine Slade (born) and Chicken Nugget Slade (unborn) ; Nephew (maternal) to Collie and Cauli, Laramie, Cecilia, Hadley, Clovis, Chester, Jamie, and Johnny PanPandareos Halcyon Olympia || Male || 21 || Hades and Persephone
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STR: 2 || WIS: 2 || INT: 2 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 3 || STL: 3 || ITM: 1
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Harley) || Older brother to Harley and Aria. RileyRiley Abella Wreckit || Female || 17 || Wreck It Ralph and Anastasia Tremaine
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STR: 5 || WIS: 3 || INT: 1 || CHR: 5 || DEX: 1 || MAG: 0 || STL: 0 || ITM: 5
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Harley) || Older sister to Ray, younger step-sister to Hanson ; Owner of Brick (dog) ClarissaClarissa Frieda Frollo || Female || 17 || Claude Frollo (adopted) Narcissa and Mozenrath (bio)
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STR: 2 || WIS: 3 || INT: 3 || CHR: 2 || DEX: 3 || MAG: 4 || STL: 2 || ITM: 1
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Harley) || Twin sister of Fish
Chester Cadence de Vil || Male || 13 || Cruella de Vil and Cheetata
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STR: 3 || WIS: 1 || INT: 3 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 5 || MAG: 0 || STL: 4 || ITM: 1
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Lou) || Younger brother to Collie, Cauli, Laramie, Cecilia, Hadley, and Clovis. Older brother to Jamie and Johnny. CampCampbell "Camp" Dayton McCoy || Male || 20 || Cash and Dixie
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STR: 4 || WIS: 3 || INT: 3 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 0 || STL: 1 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Lou) || Older brother to Roe and Cyrus ; Husband to Luna Rose ; His banjo's name is Caroline and don't you forget it. JuniorKatherine Colorado "Junior" Slim, Jr. || Male || 20 || Kate Barlow and Alameda Slim
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STR: 4 || WIS: 3 || INT: 3 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 3 || MAG: 0 || STL: 1 || ITM: 3
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Lou) || Older brother to Tex, Kit, West, Arizona, Wyoming, Nevada, and America ; Owner of Cornbread (dog) and Blackjack (horse) YougoYougo Desiree Drakken || Female || 15 || Shego and Dr. Drakken
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STR: 3 || WIS: 1 || INT: 2 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 3 || STL: 3 || ITM: 1
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Lou) || Triplet to Igo and Wego (middle) CeceCecilia "Cece" Laila de Vil || Female || 17 || Cruella de Vil and Lars
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STR: 2 || WIS: 3 || INT: 2 || CHR: 4 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 0 || STL: 4 || ITM: 1
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Somesh) || Younger sister to Collie and Cauli, twin to Laramie, older sister to Hadley, Clovis, Chester, Jamie, and Johnny LucianLucian Felix Felin || Male || 21 || Lucifer and Felicia
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STR: 3 || WIS: 2 || INT: 2 || CHR: 1 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 0 || STL: 5 || ITM: 3
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Somesh) || Older brother to Charlie and Prija Louis Jr.Louis Galen Alaap, Jr. || Male || 15 || King Louis and Mama Gunda
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STR: 4 || WIS: 2 || INT: 1 || CHR: 1 || DEX: 5 || MAG: 0 || STL: 4 || ITM: 3
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Somesh) || Younger brother to Mo LazloLazlo Larue Avarius || Male || 14 || Ludo and She-Ludo
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STR: 2 || WIS: 3 || INT: 3 || CHR: 2 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 2 || STL: 4 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Consigliere || Other DahliaDahlia Beth Sykes || Female || 19 || Bill Sykes and Drizella Tremaine
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STR: 2 || WIS: 4 || INT: 4 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 0 || STL: 3 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Somesh) || Other AddisonAddison "Sonny" Madeline Slade || Female || 18 || Amos Slade and Madam Mim
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STR: 3 || WIS: 3 || INT: 2 || CHR: 2 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 2 || STL: 4 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Soldier (Somesh) || Younger sister to Monty, older sister to Monday
Children SharvariSharvari Saba Khan || Female || 9 || Shere Khan and Sabor
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STR: 3 || WIS: 3 || INT: 3 || CHR: 1 || DEX: 4 || MAG: 0 || STL: 4 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Child || Younger sister to Nanji, Somesh, and Sola
Bobby Eve "Oni" Aken || Female || 19 || Bob "Obake" Aken and Evelyn "Screenslaver" Deavor
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STR: 2 || WIS: 4 || INT: 4 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 0 || STL: 3 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Dragon Hall || Unaffiliated || Other
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 1, 2018 2:23:28 GMT -5
[And a little...] Witch School Kids SaveDel
Eidelweiss "Del" Hilda Grimhilde || Female || 17 || Evil Queen and the Huntsman
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STR: 0 || WIS: 2 || INT: 4 || CHR: 4 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 4 || STL: 2 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Advisor || Related to all the Grimhildes - that's a lot to list ; Familiars are Cecily (chicken) and Gluck (axolotl) MarchMaloch "March" Hiram Marchendrache || Male || 18 || Maleficent and Captain Hook
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STR: 3 || WIS: 2 || INT: 2 || CHR: 1 || DEX: 3 || MAG: 3 || STL: 4 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Member || Younger brother to Milk, older brother to Jester and Meyer. DaneCelestebeldaneabelle "Dane" Conchobar Cipher || Male || 20 || Bill Cipher and Celestebellabethabelle
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STR: 2 || WIS: 2 || INT: 2 || CHR: 2 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 5 || STL: 2 || ITM: 3
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Member || Older brother to Celeste and Blythe, twin to **** ; Husband to Poppy, father of Diggy, uncle of Cowboy. FayeFayette "Faye" Amelia Facilier || Female || 14 || Dr. Facilier and Friend from the Other Side
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STR: 1 || WIS: 4 || INT: 4 || CHR: 4 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 3 || STL: 0 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Member || Younger sister of Fausto Facilier TaffyTaffy Jocelyn Septarsis || Female || 17 || Toffee Septarsis and Johanna
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STR: 4 || WIS: 3 || INT: 5 || CHR: 2 || DEX: 0 || MAG: 0 || STL: 4 || ITM: 2
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Member || Other RigelRigel Maddox Disastervaine || Male || 21 || Meteora Butterfly and Rasticore
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STR: 5 || WIS: 2 || INT: 1 || CHR: 0 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 5 || STL: 0 || ITM: 5
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Member || Other Zafirah Zafirah Saffron Gobalsky || Female || 20 || Zangief and Sorceress
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STR: 5 || WIS: 3 || INT: 1 || CHR: 2 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 4 || STL: 0 || ITM: 3
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Member || Other
Kids MeyerCzeslaw Meyer Marchendrache || Male || 11 || Chernabog and Maleficent
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STR: 2 || WIS: 3 || INT: 3 || CHR: 2 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 4 || STL: 3 || ITM: 1
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Child || Other
Unaffiliated FaustoFausto Alain Facilier || Male || 17 || Dr. Facilier and a Friend from the Other Side
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STR: 1 || WIS: 2 || INT: 2 || CHR: 3 || DEX: 2 || MAG: 4 || STL: 5 || ITM: 1
Headphone Actor || Witch School || Unaffiliated || Other
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 1, 2018 2:24:04 GMT -5
[Mmmm another save because I'm dividing up all my forms for easier viewing] Serpent Prep Kids Save
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 1, 2018 2:25:54 GMT -5
[Last one, I swear on me mum] Auradon Transfers Save
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Lesbian
#ECF7F7
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 1, 2018 3:48:13 GMT -5
loud save
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 1, 2018 7:51:14 GMT -5
transfers Bellamy, Elaine, Wren, Sterling
serpent prep Ziada, Prija, October, Calla
dragon hall Isabeau, (Clovis, Elisabeth (Lou's)), (Sarangerel, Damini (Somesh's)) (West, Fish (Harley's)), (Amador, Kelemon (N/A Gang))
witch school Eberhard, Emrys, Farris, William, Vanessa, Anastasius, Axy (Tait (N/A Gang))
isle kids (Kaish, Leon (DH)), (Nya (SP)), (Emberlyn (WS))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 1, 2018 11:14:39 GMT -5
The Coven: Elijah Amery Grimhilde || Male || 17 || Evil Queen & The Huntsman Born and raised as a Grimhilde, Elijah makes an effort to look good. He’s tall, yet not so tall that he seems to tower over others. He has a fair complexion, pale in color but not sickly so, though it’s still rather pale and would be a prime target for burning if he actually ever saw the sun. If there was a way to describe the eldest son of The Evil Queen as anything less than stunning, he hasn’t heard of it. It’s quite safe to say that Elijah Grimhilde is vain, which might get a little annoying if you had to put up with his vanity for very long. Though, to be fair, Elijah’s vanity is not misplaced. He’s a very good looking man, with his fair skin, chiseled features, striking blue eyes that only get darker the closer to the pupil they are, and his wavy, raven black locks of hair. He looks good, he knows he looks good, and he is not afraid to flaunt it, often wearing outfits that will only further emphasize his beauty, and spending far too much time working on his hair in the morning. He has a crooked smile as well, a bit of scruff, and a light in his eyes that gets brighter whenever he talks about something he’s passionate about. However despite knowing he looks good, even he is not without his insecurities, from the bit of plush to his stomach to the scars coating his chest in long gashes and smaller cuts, - not to mention the missing nipple - he is never seen without a shirt and doesn’t ever plan to change that. Over all, despite knowing he is an attractive man, there are parts that he would rather not showcase to the world. STR: [1] || WIS: [4] || INT: [4] || CHR: [5] || DEX: [1] || MAG [1] || STL: [1] || ITM: [3] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || High Priest || His familiar is an angora rabbit named Dori. He also has a lot of siblings. Jalila Hamzah Salazar || Female || 20 || Jafar & Hecate Being of small stature and height, Jalila has an almost monkey like presence to her, despite not having any actual monkey in her at all. She has a light caramelized skin tone and dark brown hair that though it isn’t the thickest out there, does have enough volume to it to make it noticeable. Her eyes are another thing that stand out enough just for her to appear a little bit unearthly as they are a vibrant blue that just doesn’t quite seem to go with her hair and skin tone. Though that’s not to say it gives her some unrealistic goddess like appearance, that just doesn’t happen on an Isle made of trash. Jalila has a very natural look to her as well, never bothering with makeup or jewelry, she prioritizes comfort over style with her clothes, and is usually covered in a good amount of monkey hair - not that she’s complaining - and she usually keeps her hair up in either a ponytail of some kind, or lets it fall loose behind her shoulders. Along with everything else, this girl is small and flexible, often using this to her advantage in all sorts of different situations. She has two dimples when she smiles and a small gap between her two front teeth, giving her a slightly younger like appearance despite being one of the older people born on the Isle. STR: [0] || WIS: [2] || INT: [3] || CHR: [3] || DEX: [4] || MAG [5] || STL: [3] || ITM: [0] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Elder || Her familiar is a squirrel monkey named Fazil. She’s married to Adrian “Ian” Salazar, and her younger brother is Farris Jaouhari. Babette “Babs” Mamie De Spell || Female || 20 || Baron Von Sheldgoose & Magica De Spell with a tall and gangly figure, this woman is hardly anything but limbs. With next to no meat on her bones, she’s unhealthily underweight and it shows with her thin as bone arms and legs, ghastly pale skin, and rib bones sticking out underneath the thin layer of skin and meat. Honestly, Babs looks like someone you could probably snap in half rather easily, it’s a surprise she’s even alive right now. Her hair is a naturally dark black color and incredibly straight, however if there’s one thing this twig of girl cares about, it’s her hair. Dyed a wonderful green and blue color with flecks of sparkling silver thrown into the mix, her hair looks like some sort of starry night sky as it curls down her shoulders in waves that just don’t quite happen naturally. But it looks good, and it makes her look like a cool magic ghost of the stars, so it’s worth the extra money for dye and a curling iron. Lastly, Babs has a very faint green hint to her otherwise completely pale white skin and her eyes are a striking, cat like yellow that also seem to add to her over all otherworldly appearance. STR: [1] || WIS: [4] || INT: [2] || CHR: [1] || DEX: [3] || MAG [5] || STL: [2] || ITM: [2] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Elder || Her familiar is a cat named Silvermoon. Tamasi Falak Nil || Female || 20 || Fierce Tigrex of Nil & Tiger Standing at a solid 6’3, this lean tigress tends to appear more intimidating than she actually is. With darkened skin slashed with even darker zig zag stripes going down her entire body she would probably be a fierce fighter if it wasn’t for the fact she puts next to nothing into her physical build. While lean and tall, she doesn’t make an effort to uphold a muscled or toned body. In fact she’s sort of scraggly looking. Her height and lack of meat to her bones, Tamasi appears like some sort of stretched out spaghetti noodle that’s been cooked for far too long. Her features are sharp and catlike, enhancing her tiger like appearance even more. There isn’t much too her that appears soft, which works to her benefit since honestly, Tamasi isn’t much of a people person, and having the sharp features and height to her advantage typically keeps most people away from too many social interactions. Which is just what she wants. Where once two catlike yellow-green eyes were placed now remains nothing but empty sockets where the eyes used to be. They’ve healed rather well, all things considering, however Tamasi usually covers the place where her eyes should be with a purple scarf. Her hair is shoulder length and straight, rather soft to the touch yet almost rigid in appearance, a vibrant purple in color as it cascades down her scalp in various shades of purple, taking on a zig zag striped like appearance. There also seems to be flecks of white scattered throughout her entire hair, giving off an almost star like appearance to her. Finally, to complete her appearance, she’s missing her left ear, leaving behind a truly nasty scar where an ear should be. STR: [1] || WIS: [2] || INT: [5] || CHR: [0] || DEX: [4] || MAG [1] || STL: [4] || ITM: [3] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Elder || Her familiar is a panda German shepherd named Stardust, she also works as Tamasi’s seeing-eye dog. Montgomery “Monty” Merlin Mim || Male || 19 || Madam Mim & Merlin Monty is about as big and bulky as one can be on the Isle, which still isn’t a lot since it’s the Isle, but he has some muscle to him, enough to be seen as someone not to threaten, though it wouldn’t be anything compared to someone that got actual food and the nourishment needed to get big and bulky. Sadly that’s another thing that just doesn’t happen on the Isle. Still though, he’s tall and could take someone in a fight and that’s enough. Monty has pale skin with an almost grayish tint to it, though not much, just enough to make his skin look a little dull in color. His hair is cut on the sides and fluffs up on the top, it’s pinkish-purple in color, meaning good it’s impossible to determine what color it actually is. It’s pink to some, purple to others, though really it depends on the day and the lighting at the time. His eyes are a light green in color, though they get darker near the pupil, which takes away a little bit from the lightness of the color. He also has a good amount of scars all over his body and his fists are often bandaged up as well, being covered in both scars and cuts, scratches and bruises. STR: [4] || WIS: [3] || INT: [2] || CHR: [0] || DEX: [2] || MAG [4] || STL: [2] || ITM: [3] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Second Degree || His familiar is an owl named Aristotle. Married to Elisabeth Mim. Father of Emberlyn. Older brother to Addison Slade, Memory Mim(deceased) and Monday Mim. Half brother to Merlion Sumnar. Umm “Joey” Georgette Pasthorse || Female || 19 || Wendigo & Sword Horse With a rather average build, Joey doesn’t seem like someone to worry about at first glance, sure she looks a little creepy with her darkened eyes and pale skin, but over all, she doesn’t seem all that threatening. Don’t let that fool you though, this ghastly pale looking girl has wendigo coursing through her blood and remains to be one of the most fit and healthy people on the Isle. She isn’t obviously muscular, but it’s there and she can do just fine on holding her own in a fight. There’s a whiteness to her skin that almost makes her look like a ghost and makes the black surrounding her eyes all the more visible. Hair is a light, pale blonde in color which she lets grow out long, even if she never manages to brush it more than twice a week at most, leaving it a tangled mess most of the time. Her eyes are a startling light green eyes seem to glow, easily add to her kinda creepy, otherworldly appearance. With the combinations of a sword horse, and a spirit wendigo, it leaves way for what could only truly be described as an eerie, creepy appearance for the elder Pasthorse girl. STR: [4] || WIS: [2] || INT: [2] || CHR: [0] || DEX: [3] || MAG [3] || STL: [2] || ITM: [4] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Second Degree || Her sister is Wiwi, her familiar is a Mexican wolf named Time. Toad Peizhi || Female || 17 || Toad Liu Hai & Pixiu Standing at 5’5, Peizhi is rather average in height. She has a sort of creamy skin color to her, coming from her Chinese descent, and wide, soft brown eyes to match her founded face. Her ears are a little big and tend to stick out like round, large elf ears, which although is something she’s self conscious about, she tries not to let it get to her, even if she can’t seem to hide her ears no matter what she does. Her hair is green and gold, flowing down her back in an ombré, starting with gold roots, then fading into a green that then fades back into gold at the tips. Along with that she also has a few random scale patches across her skin, which are both green and gold in color and she does shed, leaving behind random dragon scales in various places. Finally, Peizhi is missing a foot, her entire right foot all the way up to the ankle is gone, and above that there lays large slash like scars up her leg. She still seems to carry along just fine without her second foot though, and is currently attempting to build a prosthetic foot to use in replacement. STR: [1] || WIS: [0] || INT: [5] || CHR: [2] || DEX: [4] || MAG [5] || STL: [2] || ITM: [1] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Second Degree || Her familiar is a cane toad named Coiny. Delfina Marcela Gothel || Female || 16 || Mother Gothel & Diablo Delfina has sickly pale skin, making her look a little bit too pale even for the Isle. A few scars are scattered across her body, with the most of them covered her right leg, a leg that is horribly mangled and twisted, making it look as if it was broken a few too many times to ever repair it, hence the cane that Delfina keeps with her to move around. Yet still, even with the cane, her leg tends to drag along the ground, making it even more mangled than before. It would probably be a mercy at this point to chop that thing off, she can’t feel it anyways, yet it’s still there, slowly getting worse as the days drag on. Moving on from her messed up leg though, Delfina has pale, ice cold blue eyes that could be seen as gray if you were to look at them in a certain light. She has a more oval like head shape, making her features seem longer and her pointy nose doesn’t help with that either. Finally, her hair is an inky black color and reaches down to the middle of her back in wild, barely manageable black curls. It makes her look a little bit like a mess, but at this point Delfina honestly doesn’t seem to care. STR: [1] || WIS: [1] || INT: [5] || CHR: [0] || DEX: [2] || MAG [2] || STL: [4] || ITM: [5] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Second Degree || Her familiar is a cat named Jinx though she has also taken on Maria’s old familiar (a cat named Grimm) as hers as well. Her older siblings are Marshall Gothel, Maria Gothel(deceased), and Desdemona Gothel. Madora “Jester” Majesty Marchendrache || Female || 16 || Maleficent & Captain Hook Jester’s appearance compliments her personality perfectly. That is to say, she looks almost chaotic with her thick, fluffy light purple hair that probably gets brushed once a week at most...if that, all the bandaids that cover various parts of her skin from all the scapes she gets into, and her wide, vibrant, energetic light green eyes. Honestly, Jester kind of looks like a mess. She’s actually pretty average in the height department, and for the Isle, she isn’t terribly skinny, its just that slightly crazed look to her like you could tell just from looking at her that this girl would probably be the first one to jump out off a cliff just for the lols. Jester also has a birthmark on her neck in some sort of weird squiggly line that has Jester convinced that she was either hanged or beheaded in another life. It should also be noted that despite growing up somewhere without magic, two very small stubs to horns are hidden under that massive hair of hers. It’s not noticeable, no one probably even knows that they exist, but they’re there and Jester likes to think that if she had grown up on Auradon, she’d have some really cool dragon horns up there like her mother. Over all, Jester’s appearance screams chaotic, and her choice in clothing only further helps the chaotic look she has going on, but hey, she does have relatively soft hair, that’s got to count for something, right? STR: [1] || WIS: [0] || INT: [5] || CHR: [1] || DEX: [4] || MAG [4] || STL: [2] || ITM: [2] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Second Degree || Her familiar is a cavalier named Joker. Her siblings are Milk Marchendrache-Pines, March Marchendrache, Twitch Hightopp, and Meyer Marchendrache. Winona Marsha McWisp || Female || 16 || White Rabbit & Dormouse The first thing to notice about Winona McWisp is that she is incredibly small and petite. Shorter than five feet and quite underweight, this girl looks like the kind you could pick up and easily snap in half like a twig, or an uncooked spaghetti noodle. Which, honestly, you probably could. Winona has no muscle to her, no fat, nothing but skin and fragile bones ripe for cracking open. Does this stop Winona from jumping into ridiculously risky situations head first? Of course not, that would be ridiculous, she’s just much more likely to end up dead because of it. Winona is also albino, which means she has no pigment in her skin or hair, which makes her look completely white, with extremely pale skin, and even paler springy white hair, Winona looks like some sort of fading away ghost. Her hair is wispy and almost curly, coming down right above her shoulders in a bob like hairstyle, and her eyes are a startling red that only add to the albino look of the girl. Despite her delicate, sickly features, Winona does what she can to appear...cool - if that’s even possible - with tattoos of various, wonderland inspired drawings inked onto the skin of her arms and back, and typically sporting darker, edgier looking clothes, Winona does what she can to up her intimidation. Which somehow, sometimes even works, much to the surprise of just about anyone. Though perhaps her intimidation doesn’t come from her appearance at all, after all, her personality is a different matter completely. STR: [0] || WIS: [2] || INT: [5] || CHR: [2] || DEX: [4] || MAG [0] || STL: [3] || ITM: [4] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Second Degree || Her familiar is a Harlequin lop rabbit named Twizzler. She’s the older sister to Waeringawicum and Wokaihwokomos McWisp. Jessamine “Jessie” Bentley Bronco || Female || 19 || Buck & The Jubjub Bird With an average, leaning on tall height and a slim build, Jessie can hold her own and is probably one of the healthier kids on the Isle, all things considering. Of course that doesn’t mean she’s a healthy girl, as she is still underweight and malnourished. She has sharp features that when combined with her cheerful aura, tend to give her an almost fresh and exciting look to herself wherever she goes. Her skin is a pale color, though not ghostly pale, just Isle pale with a slight dust to it and her eyes are a startling crimson red, which does tend to give her a sort of demon like appearance, but she’s not a demon, I promise. Just a...demonic like bird mixed with a horse, creating some sort of monstrous pegasus creature. Luckily she can’t exactly beast out on the Isle since there’s no telling what that would look like. Her hair is long, like a horse’s mane and goes down passed her shoulders, being a couple of different colors as it starts as a soft pink and then fades into a dusty gray, then finally ends in dark blue. She also has a horseshoe tattoo on her right shoulder that she’ll show off to anyone willing to look at it. In fact she might show it off even if you don’t want to look at her shoulder. She just likes showing it off. She also has a small gap between her two front teeth, and stubby thumbs. Lastly she has a birthmark on her back, it’s pretty big and scattered around in a few random patches all over her upper back. It’s not actually all that interesting, but she seems to think it is. STR: [2] || WIS: [1] || INT: [2] || CHR: [2] || DEX: [4] || MAG [3] || STL: [1] || ITM: [2] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || First Degree || Her familiar is a male Boreray sheep named Nonsense, she’s also half sisters with Celeste and Bonnie. Thacker Marian Winthrop Earwicket || Male || 18 || March Hare & A Woozle Thacker is essentially a really tall tree with a lot of limbs. He doesn’t have much muscle to him, and honestly with how tall he is, he could probably use more food than he’s getting. This harwoozle is mostly limbs, with rather long legs and arms that make up the majority of his height. His hair is a sort of grayish color, much like the color of a wild hare in the wild and it’s a complete mess, sticking up and to the side in every possible direction it’s impossible to tame and Thacker never really cared enough to try in the first place. His skin is an olive like tone and he even has very faint darker spots scattered across his body (a trait he got from his spotted woozle mother) though they’re so faint that they’re next to impossible to see unless you’re close enough and paying enough attention to the boy. Along with the spots, he also has a few cuts in various places on his body and his right arm looks a little bent, as if it had been broken once and never fixed properly. He also has a bit of a spring to his step, almost as if there’s a bounce, and a long scar goes from his right shoulder down to his lower back. His eyes are a sort of bright yellow in color that stand out against the otherwise dull color scheme he seems to have going on. Thacker never goes anywhere without wearing some sort of old, tattered suit that isn’t quite worn properly (or neatly) and a hat on his head where two felted rabbit like ears were felted into, and finally this boy twitches almost constantly, as if he is literally incapable of remaining still. Full of nervous tics and random twitching, it almost appears as if he vibrates from time to time. STR: [2] || WIS: [5] || INT: [2] || CHR: [3] || DEX: [4] || MAG [2] || STL: [1] || ITM: [1] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || First Degree || His familiar is a teacup rabbit named Teacup. He had a sister named Wisteria, but she’s dead now. Ultra Ugly Chaos Updog Dodo || Male || 17 || The Dodo & Chicken Chaos isn’t exactly all that attractive. He has big, awkward ears, gangly limbs, a gap between his two front teeth, and his nose is a bit large and pointy. Honestly, he looks like a dork. He also isn’t all that tall, hitting his peak at 5’4 and not about to grow any taller. His skin is a sort of pale color with an almost gray hint to it, like it’s tinted a dull gray. His eyes are almond shaped and a dark, amber like brown in color, and his hair is a mess of blues, grays, and greens with a few random streaks of red hidden into the mix. It’s long and shaggy, giving off the appearance that it’s never really been brushed more than once every now and then if he has to. He also has to wear glasses if he wants to see, though since when would anyone want to do that? Despite having a pair that he will wear on occasion, Chaos prefers to live his life in a constant sense of blurriness. Finally, the last noticeable attitude about him is the large birthmark splashed across his face like some sort of blobby hand print smacked him right in the face. It’s big, it’s noticeable, and it’s often the first thing people see when they decide to look at this weird little disaster for some reason. However beyond that he has a couple of burn scars all over his body, he just does what he can to cover those marks up. STR: [0] || WIS: [] || INT: [2] || CHR: [0] || DEX: [5] || MAG [1] || STL: [4] || ITM: [0] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || First Degree || His familiar is a boy Pelican that he named Gulpy because no one stopped him. Elfred “Elfie” Einstein Elmore Grimhilde || Male || 16 || Evil Queen & Buster Elfie isn’t exactly the tallest guy out there, actually he’s a bit more on the shorter side, but that doesn’t stop him. Sure maybe his height is a bit of a sensitive topic for him, but so long as it isn’t brought up, everything is alright. He has a light brown skin color, making him stand out amongst his other siblings. His eyes are green in color, specifically a lighter, almost lime colored green that tend to be the first thing people notice about him - apart from his obnoxious personality, of course - Elfie also seemed to inherit the Grimhilde looks and he isn’t afraid to flaunt it in any possible way that he can. Honestly though, don’t let the looks fool you, he’s a pest and he needs to be stopped. His hair is black in color and tends to fluff out a little bit, with an almost curly look to it as well, even if it isn’t quite curly yet, more of this in between of curly, fluffy, and frizzy. No matter what though, it sticks out in random places, giving it a more messy look if anything else, however he seems to actually enjoy this since Elfie thinks that the “messy” look works for him. Wether it does or not is still debatable. Along with this, Elfie is on the more healthy side for the Isle. He’s still underweight as most of the Isle inhabitants are, but he’s up there, which is another thing he’s a little self conscious of, even if there’s no reason to be, he still isn’t the typical weight for someone of the Isle and that’s something he’s just a little self conscious over, even if he really shouldn’t be, considering most of the people on the Isle are underweight to begin with. STR: [1] || WIS: [0] || INT: [4] || CHR: [3] || DEX: [5] || MAG [3] || STL: [2] || ITM: [2] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || First Degree || His familiar is a Caucasian mountain dog named Princess. He has a lot of siblings. Twitch Maddox Hightopp || Male || 16 || The Mad Hatter & Maleficent Though he isn’t very tall, Twitch makes up for it in uniqueness. His hair is a curly, light orange color and with how messy he keeps it, it tends to stick out in every direction like some sort of curly ginger mop monster on his head. Along with this he has fairly pale skin from living on the Isle, a place not exactly known for its sunlight. No siree, no dark tan here. This pale boy doesn’t even have freckles or any sort of hint that he has seen the sun before in his life, though to be fair, he hasn’t. However Twitch does have a birthmark oddly in the shape of a really squished and fat hat if you really squint and a blob if you don’t, perched right on his left wrist like some sort of natural, poorly done tattoo. Along with all of this, Twitch has pale, powder blue eyes and a round nose. His ears also tend to stick out, round and almost pointy, giving him an almost impish like appearance. As well as his natural looks, Twitch also dresses in as many zany, colorful clothes as he can find on the Isle, always sporting a hat much like his father’s atop of his head like a badge of honor and pride, which to him, it is. STR: [1] || WIS: [3] || INT: [4] || CHR: [3] || DEX: [3] || MAG [3] || STL: [3] || ITM: [0] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || First Degree || His familiar is a hedgehog named Fidget. His siblings are Tait Hightopp, Milk Marchendrache-Pines, March Marchendrache Jester Marchendrache, and Meyer Marchendrache. Wokaihwokomos Ned Bendigeidfran McWisp || Male || 14 || White Rabbit & Bandersnatch Tall and lanky are perhaps the best way to describe this boy, not to mention incredibly pale as well. Wokaihwokomos towers over almost everyone, though his lanky, tree like figure certainly doesn’t help with that. Wokaihwokomos has incredibly pale skin, though nowhere near as pale as his older sister. His hair is silky soft and pure white, a small mop on his head that feels good to the touch, though perhaps “pure white” isn’t the right term, as his hair does have faded out gray spots mingling within the snow white locks that sit on top of his head. Then, much like his hair, these faded out spots go down his skin, becoming even paler and harder to see as they go on. Honestly it’s hardly noticeable at first glance, or even second glance, possible even third but that might be stretching it just a little bit. Wokaihwokomos also has rather large, big ears that just stick out. It makes him look a little awkward, but he seems to be alright with that. His eyes are a startling red and easily the first thing people see when they look at him, however the redness of his eyes is not a problem for Wokaihwokomos, in fact he kinda likes it. He also has a bit of a limp in his step, seemingly incapable of walking like a normal person. Though it’s impossible to tell if this is merely from his rabbit like genes, yearning to bounce from place to place, or from an injury caused years ago. Though one thing that isn’t so easily mistook for instinct is his left eye, pale in color and scarred over. Wokaihwokomos is in fact, completely blind within that eye, and will never see out of it again. It’s okay though, he’s adapted. Finally, Wokaihwokomos likes to dress in pale, soft colors, making him blend in with his clothes. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the fact that he isn’t translucent, someone might just mistake him for a ghost...Maybe that’s what he’s aiming for here, I don’t even know. STR: [3] || WIS: [4] || INT: [4] || CHR: [1] || DEX: [2] || MAG [2] || STL: [1] || ITM: [3] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || First Degree || His familiar is a Flemish giant named Waeringawicum, he also has a chocolate lab named Z. His twin brother is Waeringawicum McWisp and his older sister is Winona McWisp. Monday Phoebe Mim || Female || 8 || Madam Mim & Phantasos Pitifully small even for someone so young, Monday is easy to miss. Silent as they come and small enough to easily bump into if you aren’t paying attention, it’s easy to forget that Monday is even there. Her skin is pale in color though it holds a sort of pinkish purple hue to it that doesn’t quite seem fully human, and her eyes are a bright, sparkling green. Across her skin are freckles that scatter just about everywhere, and across her neck is a large scar, accompanied by other scars in other specific places on her body, such as both her wrists and ankles, and a few on her back and sides. Her ears are slightly larger than normal and her head is rather oval shaped. Finally, her hair is a slightly curly, frizzy, thick mess of pastel pink that reaches well down passed her lower back, almost going all the way down to her knees. It’s long, and hard enough to contain as it is, but it certainly doesn’t help that she just lets it flow free, which often gets it all tangled up within minutes after her hair had just been brushed. STR: [0] || WIS: [3] || INT: [3] || CHR: [4] || DEX: [1] || MAG [4] || STL: [3] || ITM: [0] 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 || The Coven || Neophyte|| Her familiar is a sugar glider named Knight. Her older siblings are Monty Mim, Addison Slade, and Memory Mim(deceased) Coven Layouts: Elijah Elijah Grimhilde Son of The Evil Queen & The Huntsman
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Jalila Jalila Salazar Daughter of Jafar & Hecate
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Babs Babette De Spell Daughter of Sheldgoose & Magica
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Tamasi Tamasi Nil Daughter of The Fierce Tigrex of Nil & Tiger
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Monty Montgomery Mim Son of Madam Mim & Merlin
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Joey Umm Pasthorse Daughter of the Wendigo & Swordhorse
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Peizhi Toad Peizhi Daughter of Toad Liu Hai & Pixiu
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Delfina Delfina Gothel Daughter of Mother Gothel & Diablo
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Jester Madora Marchendrache Daughter of Maleficent & Captain Hook
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Winona Winona McWisp Daughter of the White Rabbit & the Dormouse
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Jessie Jessamine Bronco Daughter of Buck & The Jub Jub Bird
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Thacker Thacker Earwicket Son of The March Hare & A Woozle
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Chaos Ultra Dodo Son of Dodo & Chicken
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Elfie Elfred Grimhilde Son of the Evil Queen & Buster
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Twitch Twitch Hightopp Son of the Mad Hatter & Maleficent
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Wokaihwokomos Wokaihwokomos McWisp Son of the White Rabbit & the Bandersnatch
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Monday Monday Mim Daughter of Madam Mim & Phantasos
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:36:07 GMT -5
Earl Fisi son of ed and kijana
Up until today Earl had thought that only felines could purr. It had been Basu that told him hyenas, hyenas of all creatures, could also purr. It wasn't the same exact noise as a cat's purr, but it was still a purr nonetheless. This left the hyena-jackal with hope that maybe he could learn how to make those other weird noises he thought only felines could do, and surely with Basu's help he could do it. They could work on those noises later, but Earl was excited about trying nonetheless. "At least we can try," Earl pointed out with that all too wide smile on his face. He wanted to learn those noises, he really did, but if he couldn't then that was okay. At least he could purr and at least he could hear Basu make those weird cat noises from time to time.
But right now wasn't the time to get caught up in all of that. He could think about the noises and everything later on, right now he was gonna learn all about Basu and Basu was gonna learn all about him. It was gonna be fun, something nice to do with his new boyfriend. He could learn all about the leopon as the leopon learned all about him as well. Maybe while he learned about Basu he could also learn more about Khari and Bala. They were a big part of Basu's life, weren't they? They had all come to the Isle together, so they had to be important to the Auradonian cat. They had to be as important to him as Batini and Shomari were to Earl. With as one-minded Earl was he hadn't even caught on to Basu's attempt at a sentence after he had mentioned his birthday. Luckily he did start listening and tuning back in when Basu cleared his throat, starting off with his own birthday and where he was born.
This really grabbed his attention, especially the little details that Basu threw into it. Earl cocked his head to the side as questions danced upon his tongue. "Basu, Basu, how do you know it was raining?" He asked first. How could somebody remember all those details about the day they were born? Earl didn't remember anything about the day that he was born on other than the fact that it had been on September 47th, and even then he wasn't sure how he remembered that. Somebody had told him, that was it. Maybe Shomari or somebody had, that had to be it. "November 18th is a good day to be born on," he added with a chuff-laugh. And then another question, "Where is India?" That was an interesting word to say. India. He liked it. It felt funny on his tongue for some reason. "Can we go to India one day, ahaha? Is there chocolate beans there?" Because that was important right now, knowing if India had chocolate or not. Come on, Earl, you needed to learn more about Basu, not about India, and he needed to learn more about you, not give you random facts about his country of birth and whether or not chocolate grew there.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:38:52 GMT -5
Henry Algernon Hook Son of Captain Hook & Red Jessica
“What do you think Schmee would want you to do?”
The question echoed within his mind well after Jenny had said it. He didn’t know why it had stuck out to him like this, but it had. If Schmee - the real Schmee - was standing here in front of him, looking at him with those soft gray eyes - eyes that had always been a comfort to Hal - what would he want Hal to do? Would he approve of what Hal had been doing? Holding himself up in the Jolly Roger, hardly talking to anyone beyond his own imaginary ghost and Tara?
Would he have wanted Hal to cut off as many ties with the rest of the crew as he could? Would Schmee want him to hardly leave the ship, rarely talking to anyone outside, drinking his life away in hopes that just one more drink would make it all go away? Would Schmee encourage Hal’s thoughts, his longings to end it all? To jump into the dark depths of the sea and give himself to the sharks?
Would he approve of the times he had tried that very thing?
”Well Hal, would I?”
Hal closed his eyes, inhaling sharply as he looked away, head turned away from Jenny. By now he should have expected this. Schmee always had the tendency to arise out of the shadows of his mind during the worst possible times and loom over him with questions Hal never knew how to answer. In a way it was sad, even after death the main person in Hal’s life was Schmee.
The warped version of his deceased friend that his mind had created to torture him always found a way to sneak into the worst possible situations. Lurking just out of sight, voice being thrown across the room. Sometimes when Hal was alone, cooped up deep within the Jolly Roger where no breeze should ever go, he could feel something brush against him as if Schmee had arisen from his watery grave simply to reassure Hal that he wasn’t alone.
Of course that was impossible.
Schmee was dead.
Hal knew he had lost it a long time ago, after the first few visits from the voice of Schmee. Maybe that was one of the reasons he hadn’t thought to keep trying. Without Schmee as his rock, his anchor that kept him from straying too far, he had spiraled. Spiraled so far down to the point if he focused, really focused, it was almost as if he could see Schmee’s silhouette in the distance as if he was reaching out for him.
Maybe Schmee did want Hal to throw himself overboard.
Then neither of them would be alone again.
Was Schmee just as alone as Hal was?
Did he miss him?
”Hal?”
Hal’s attention snapped back into place as he looked back over as if searching for his friend, almost having forgotten that Schmee had chosen to stop by for a visit, pulling himself out of the crevasses of Hal’s very own mind to drag him away.
He couldn’t do this right now.
He shouldn’t do this right now.
He had come here to talk to Jenny, taking her up on her offer to vent out his feelings to the small Auradonian girl. Now was not the time to get carried away by Schmee’s voice as his surroundings melted away. He had already done that enough recently, he didn’t need to do that again, certainly not when he was in the company of someone else.
”You haven’t answered the question yet, are you ever going to answer it, Hal?”
Schmee’s persistent voice whispered in Hal’s ear.
”I don’t know,” Hal replied gruffly, voice quiet enough he could only hope that Jenny didn’t pick up on it.
”You don’t know what, Hal?” Schmee inquired, the voice floating through the air like smoke, clogging up his lungs like he was suffocating. ”You don’t know if you’re going to answer, or you don’t know what I’d want you to do?” The voice asked, sliding from one side of Hal to the other.
Hal closed his eyes again, teeth gritting together as Schmee’s voice rang in his ears. ”...I don’t...I don’t know.” Even as the words fell from his tongue, Hal knew that wasn’t entirely true, nor would it be enough for the voice ringing in his ears. It was never enough. It was as if Schmee expected Hal to have all the answers on a silver platter to place out for him and reveal to him as if he actually knew anything.
But what if he didn’t know? What if he was swimming in a storm of uncertainty? What if he had no answers for Schmee, for Jenny, for himself?
What then?
”Pathetic.”
Hal winced.
”That’s all you ever do, hide behind your uncertainties, use the excuse that you don’t know just so you don’t have to face any of the answers you seek.”
Unlike Schmee’s voice, this one was harsh and laced with hatred as it echoed within his head, not outside of it like the voice fo Schmee was. ”Stop hiding behind ‘I don’t knows’ and answer the question. You know you have the answer, you can feel it lingering in the back of your mind, itching at your scalp. Stop hiding.”
Hal shook his head, closing his eyes again. ”I don’t know,” he stressed as best he could. Why wasn’t that good enough? Why did he have to have an answer to everything? Why couldn’t he be clueless?
Maybe it was something about the way the voices were leaping out at him, or maybe it was because one little question shouldn’t have triggered all of this, or maybe it was simply because the voices were right and deep down, he knew the answers he so frequently denied. But suddenly Hal wasn’t quite so sure they - he - was talking about what Schmee would want him to do anymore.
If they were things would be going different.
If that’s truly what this was all about, he could’ve worked up an answer.
He could’ve thought of something, anything to say.
But then, if this wasn’t what all of that had been about, what was it about?
”I don’t know.”
That was becoming an all too common phrase of his, wasn’t it?
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:39:38 GMT -5
Elijah Amery Grimhilde Son of The Evil Queen & The Huntsman
Elijah reached out and pushed the small, decorative vase into the middle of the table, pausing for a moment to look over the set up. The vase in the center was nice, but would it make it hard to talk with each other? Probably. So with a shake of his head he picked the vase back up in his hands and looked at the table without it there. Now it all just looked so bare...Maybe the vase was needed. So he put the vase back on the table.
But now it was too distracting. How were they supposed to hold a meeting with that big and obvious vase standing there? No, it had to go. So the High Priest took the vase away again, frowning. What if they thought he was tacky for not having a decoration on the table? Perhaps he should put the vase back...
”Eli?” His thoughts were interrupted as a small, fluffy cat boy entered the large tent. Charlie smiled over at him, happily bounding over. ”Jalila said you were still in here, didn’t you already have it all set up earlier today?” he asked with a tilt to his head.
Elijah waved him off, placing the vase back on the table. ”I just wanted to change a few things. Everything has to be perfect for this,” he explained as he looked down at the vase. ”I haven’t been here the entire time,” he lied easily, pushing the vase just a little to the left. In truth Elijah had spent the majority of the day in the tent. Organizing and redecorating everything for the meeting with the other two leaders of the Isle. By now everything had been moved around and was in a completely different spot than it had originally started out in. He hadn’t meant to spend so much time in the tent. It was just that every time he left to do something else, he couldn’t stop thinking about the set up. What if the vase didn’t look right? What if the seating didn’t work? What if the table wasn’t straight? What if someone had gotten in and ruined it? Did he forget to dust everything off?
He would spend so much time worrying about it, unable to get the one thought out of his mind until he went back to the tent and fixed whatever it was he was worried about...along with rearrange everything else while he was at it. Perhaps it was ridiculous to spend so much time over how the tent looked, but presentation was important. He was inviting both Collie and Sanura over for a meeting. Everything had to look perfect.
Charlie watched with wide yellow eyes as Elijah once again removed the vase and walked across the tent to place it on a smaller table in the corner, swiping it out for the wooden carved king chess piece that had previously been there. Then with the decorative, larger chess piece in hand he walked back over to the table and place that in the center. The High Priest eyed it for a second before he grabbed it and shook his head. ”This won’t do. I’m going to see if anyone else has something that could go there...” He muttered under his breath, about to head out when Charlie stopped him.
”Eli? Monty and Monday are out there with the stuff you needed. Fresh, cooked ducks, and the best pot of coffee the Isle has to offer,” Charlie let out a loud happy purr. ”And I’m not just saying that. It really is the best pot of coffee on the Isle. I convinced the goblins to give it to me,” he explained cheerfully as he skipped over to Elijah.
Elijah looked down at him, eyebrow raised in surprise. ”However did you manage to do that?” He questioned and Charlie grinned again. Another, even louder purr erupting from him.
”I had some extra hats and scarves lying around and I traded them for the coffee! The goblins were really happy for the clothes. I might have to make them some sweaters too, they probably get cold,” Charlie explained, glancing down to the floor as he gave it some thought.
Meanwhile, absentmindedly listening to Charlie’s story of befriending goblins, Elijah poked his head out of the tent, waving Monty and Monday inside. In Monty’s arms were two plates of cooked duck, and in Monday’s arms was a pot of coffee. Elijah had told his coven to wait before acquiring these items, as they needed to be warm for the arrival of the other two leaders. ”Put all of that on the table,” Elijah ordered as he hurried the Mim siblings inside the tent. However as Monty entered, Elijah eyed the ducks for a moment or two. ”Charlie, how’d you manage to get fresh duck meat?” He inquired, glancing back at the cat boy.
Charlie grinned in response. ”We have some really goods hunters on the Isle,” he answered simply, not going into any detail on that. Elijah didn’t question it. However he had managed to get the ducks and the coffee didn’t matter as much as the fact that they had it in the first place.
Once everything had been placed down, ready for the others to arrive, Elijah had quietly ushered the coven members and Charlie outside. While he appreciated all of help they had given him so far, he couldn’t have them here when the other two leaders of the schools came to this little meeting of theirs.
Finally it was only him inside the tent. Elijah looked around, placing the chess piece down next to the vase. With the food on the table it didn’t look as empty anymore, which was good. Elijah took in the tent, from the dimmed “walls,” to the decorations surrounding the table, and finally to the set up of the table. Everything looked perfect.
...Though, that one duck plate could be moved to the other side of the table, so it would be mirror the other plate with the coffee in the center. Yes, he liked that idea. So Elijah picked up the plate and moved it across the table. He played around with the set up a little longer before forcing himself to stop as he went and took his seat at the head of the table.
Now all he had to do was wait...and move that plate just a little bit more to the right.
There. Now it was perfect.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:40:59 GMT -5
Colette Jessamine de Vil Daughter of Cruella de Vil and Jean-Pierre la Pelt
It was now or never.
Well, honestly never sounded incredibly tempting to the mafia boss, and the urge to turn on her heels and march right back out of the Court of Miracles was almost overwhelming. She didn't have to do this, after all. She had her own potential way off of the Isle, for her, her family, and their varying degrees of henchmen. Slowly but surely, she was succeeding in her project to tear down the barrier. There were only a few methods left to try.
It would just take a few more weeks, a few more months.
"Do you really think our people have the time to wait for that?" As unpleasant as he was, Richard's ghost was right. She couldn't turn up her nose at a possibility to escape the Isle, especially one that had landed on her plate like this. Those transfers were more than willing to get them out of their prison, so would it be faster to just play their game and behave until it was time to go?
"Do we have time for that, you rat-faced git?" That was months of waiting, in itself. And no guarantee that the transfers would take them all off the Isle. No guarantee at all. They could still have kids stuck on this God-forsaken rock, and she couldn't stand for that. Not only that, but playing the good guys would require planning, stealth, and hardship. There was no way they could sweep all their operations under the rug, keep the adults quiet, and stay on the transfers' good sides, all while staying fed.
She'd have to find a way to keep things running smoothly. The mafia was a lot larger than it had been, all those years when it had just been the six of them breaking into a store in the middle of the night to steal some bread from a greedy parent or shopkeeper. And more members were being inducted and born all the time.
There was no room for failure. She'd just have to fight this war on all three fronts.
With a sigh, Collie stopped in front of the brightly colored tent that Eli had specified the other day.
"Eli?" She called into the tent, waiting for a response before stepping in. Maybe he wasn't here? Maybe the meeting had randomly gotten canceled and she hadn't gotten the memo. That'd be pretty cool. She didn't mind seeing Eli, he'd always been intelligent and cordial towards her.
The other guest, on the other hand...
"Stop, now's not the time to get yourself worked up over that again."
She didn't have time for panicking over the damn cat or thinking about anything regarding her. As far as she was concerned, she and Sanura would be perfect strangers this entire meeting. She just had to work with her, not actually be buddy-buddy with her.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:42:42 GMT -5
Basu Matil Singh Son of Bagheera & Vitani
It seemed that no matter what, Basu had to at least try and teach Earl how to make cat noises. It wouldn’t work as Earl was not a cat, but maybe he could at least help his new boyfriend discover how to mimic the noises of a cat. It might not work, and honestly Basu wasn’t quite sure why Earl wanted to learn how to make slightly stressed out and disgruntled cat noises in the first place, but hey, who was he to judge? After all, he had been the one to tell him earlier that very day that it was possible for him to purr and had successfully taught the hyena-jackal how to do just that - which was one of Basu’s finer accomplishments, if he did say so himself - so really, how out there was it for Earl to want to learn how to make all of the same noises that Basu could make?
Granted, there weren’t a lot he could teach him. But Basu could try, and that’s what he intended to do. ”Yeah, we can try,” Basu agreed, smiling over at Earl for a moment. Trying was the least he could do, even if he was still rather sure that it would end in failure.
Moving on from cat noises, Basu began to focus on telling Earl his life’s story. Of course that left room for a lot - and he meant a lot - of embarrassing stories he could share. Like that time when he was eight years old and Vumbi had so selfishly stolen his last chocolate bar and so naturally, Basu had gone to lament for awhile, only to get caught cursing the gods by Timon and Pumbaa. It had been embarrassing and led to an even bigger mess than before, one that involved putting on and making a musical about chocolate pirates. But that was a long story and he wasn’t about to get into it, otherwise they’d be here all day and the day was already almost over.
Shaking his head a little, Basu looked back to Earl as he boyfriend questioned his story already. ”How do I know?” Basu repeated, tilting his head to the side. ”My parents told me,” he started rather simply. Many times had Basu heard the story of how he and Bala came into the earth. It had been raining, his parents had been out on a walk when his mother went into labor, her water had broke, it was really gross. Or at least, after hearing the more gritty details of his birth, Basu had come to the conclusion on his own that it must have been disgusting. He never wanted to be there for another birth, and he didn’t even remember the last birth he had been there for...Though that might honestly be because it was his birth and he was a newborn baby, but was that really the point here? He didn’t think so.
Back to the point though, he had more questions to answer. ”India is in Auradon, it’s my home...well, one of my homes I guess,” he had spent his entire life switching from the jungles in India to the pride lands in Africa as far as his home went. It was hard to determine which was more of a “home” to him than the other was. ”One day, when we get off the Isle, I’ll take you there, I think you’ll like it, it’s beautiful there,” Basu continued, smiling over at Earl. It would be nice to take Earl to his homes once they got off the Isle, and that’s what he planned on doing.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:48:28 GMT -5
Elijah Amery Grimhilde Son of The Evil Queen & The Huntsman
This meeting had to go smoothly. Getting both Collie and Sanura had been hard enough on its own, mostly due to the fact that the two girls would have to work together for this plan to have any hopes of succeeding. However Elijah had done that, he had convinced both of the two other Isle leaders - excluding Scar, of course - to come to this meeting and to work together in hopes of getting everyone off the Isle. Every single kid here. Coven, mafia, or pirate crew. Even those that were unaffiliated with the gangs and especially the children of the Isle. Elijah’s goal was to get every last one of those kids off the Isle and to Auradon where they’d hopefully be able to live their lives to the fullest.
That was why this plan was so crucial.
That was why it was so important.
This wasn’t about him or Collie or Sanura, it wasn’t about gang rivalries or even about the blood spilled between the gangs. This wasn’t about grudges or hatred, this wasn’t about any of that. This was about getting their people, all of their people off the Isle before anyone else lost their life.
Elijah reached up to his chest, searching for the locket guaranteed to be there. It didn’t take him long to find it and as soon as he had it in his grasps he held onto it tightly, caressing the surface of the round locket. He let out a small sigh, closing his eyes for a moment as he bowed his head down. They had already lost enough people to the Isle.
Too many.
They couldn’t lose anyone else, and if Elijah could help it, they wouldn’t lose anyone else. Not like they had before.
Opening his eyes, Elijah fiddled with the locket some more, opening it for a few moments. Inside there were two pictures, one of a young boy no older than three with raven black hair and sapphire blue eyes. The second was a much older man, looking more to be in his late teens or early twenties though he still bore a resemblance to the boy in the first picture. Enzo and Richard.
Two siblings Elijah had already lost. That his entire family had lost. Both their deaths had hit the Grimhilde family hard, in such a way Elijah doubted they would ever fully recover.
The Grimhildes weren’t the only family to have lost a loved one of course. The sad reality of the Isle meant that most families were down a sibling or two. Some weren’t, there were families that hadn’t been touched by the cold hand of death yet, but that didn’t mean they hadn’t been through their own hardships. No family on the Isle had been left untouched by hardship and pain. No one on the Isle had lived a truly easy life.
Which was just one of the many reasons why it was imperative that they got everyone off the Isle. Every last one of them. Even those that Elijah was less than fond of deserved a chance for freedom, a chance to leave behind the Isle and all of its horrible memories. A chance to be free and to live the lives they deserve.
Collie and Sanura has to understand the importance of this meeting, the important of this plan. It was a common interest everyone on the Isle shared, right? To get off the Isle and to be free. No matter what, no matter the differences and the bad blood between them, Elijah had to hold onto the hope that his fellow Isle leaders would understand the importance of this plan and help in whatever ways possible.
It was the only thing they could do, and now that the chance of leaving the Isle had fallen right into Elijah’s hands, he wasn’t about to let it slip through his fingers. If he had to, he’d sacrifice his own life to make sure everyone else got off the Isle.
A voice pulled him out of his thoughts, startling Elijah back into reality. The high priest paused, looking around for a few moments to find where the voice had come from, only to see Collie peering into the tent. Oh, right, they should be arriving now, shouldn’t they? Elijah let out a shaky breath, quickly closing the locket and slipping it back underneath his shirt.
”Collie, come in, I’m glad you made it,” Elijah greeted warmly, gesturing for the mafia boss to come further inside the tent. Well, that was one down, now they were only waiting for the other.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:49:59 GMT -5
Jenny Wilde daughter of nick and judy
She had asked a tricky question. She had made a risky move. In some situations perhaps this question, or this type of question, would be an easy one to answer, or at least easy to answer after given the proper time to think it through and process everything. Yet this was bound to be a question that would elicit strong emotion from Hal, Jenny was sure of it. She wasn't sure if that emotion would be anger, sadness, or something else entirely, but she knew it was coming. She was hitting some hard topics, touching upon some touchy questions. There was no way he wouldn't show emotion over her last question, especially not after the emotion he had already shown in this session alone. Jenny had been keeping up with his changes in mood and behavior in her journal, noting how he reacted and responded to her various statements and questions. It was always important to keep up with what made a patient tick, what made them react in anger or despair. If Jenny could figure him and his reactions out, then that was one part of the puzzle put together for her. Then she could know him better and understand him better, then she could figure out a course of action that would work for him and help him get on the path of recovery.
Between all the other reactions Hal had had, this hesitance to respond was new. Or rather, the complete lack of responding. The son of Captain Hook had been hesitant to speak about his problems, but he had still talked to Jenny. This not speaking to her at all was concerning. It was also exceedingly important for her to write this down in her notebook, which she had already began to jot down the question she had asked and out beside it the response that Hal had given. "Looked away, became silent, tensed up." Those were definitely signs of him not taking the question well. Jenny felt guilty for making Hal experience such a roller coaster of emotions in such a short span of time, especially during the course of two days, but this was something that needed to happen.
The first time the pirate spoke up, Jenny hadn't caught it. His words had been too quiet, and while she should have been paying attention, she had been finishing up her last comments in her journal. Nobody said she was perfect at this, she wasn't a fully trained and educated professional when it came to these things. Perhaps she was good, but she wasn't perfect.
The second time he spoke up she caught the slightest of words from the pirate. Jenny pulled her gaze away from her notebook where she had finished writing down what was new. It wasn't until the third go around that Jenny had picked up his words and his true distress over the question she had asked moments before.
Maybe this session had gone on a bit longer than needed. One person could only handle so much therapy for so long.
Jenny had to stop herself from reaching out to Hal in a worried gesture. "Hey, it's okay. You don't have to know," she responded softly. "Maybe it would be best if we stopped for today. We've actually gone through a lot," the rabbit-fox added, a warm smile pulling at the corner of her lips. The smile stayed on her face a moment longer before a more serious look crossed her features. "This isn't me saying that I don't want to talk and listen to you, though. If you still want to talk, I'm here." There was a seriousness in her green eyes as the words slipped off her tongue. She had come to this barren land to help those who needed it, and right now, her main goal was to help Hal in any way that she possibly could no matter what.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:51:28 GMT -5
Earl Fisi son of ed and kijana
This was all very interesting. Earl had never realized just how much he didn't know about Basu, but that was okay because they were working on that right now. Before long he would know everything about his boyfriend, and Basu would know everything about Earl in return. That's what relationships were for anyway, right? To get to know one another better? It was a good bonding experience, and Earl really did like learning about the leopon. Basu sounded like he had a very interesting life, but of course Basu did. He was Basu and Basu was just interesting and good and great and looked for bones with the hyena-jackal.
This whole knowing that it was raining when he and Bala were born was really interesting. Earl knew the day he had been born, but that was about it. Had it been raining or had it just been cloudy? He would ask his mother, but he didn't really see her anymore. He hadn't really seen her since he was a young kid. Earl hoped she was okay. She was his mom and that meant a lot to him after all. Maybe if he somehow ran into her he would ask her all about his birthday, she would surely know, right?
Shaking the thoughts away for now, Earl turned his attention back to Basu. "Maybe it was raining when I was born, too! Was it raining when Bala was born?" Of course it was, Earl, they're twins. They were born on the same day and perhaps by only a few minutes apart. "What about Khari, aha? We can all be rain friends!" And then another thought occurred to him, one that made those dull yellow eyes of his light up. "Maybe Shomari and Bash were born when it was raining, too! Do you think so, Basu? What if everybody is born when it's raining, aha? Is that a borning thing?" Yes, "borning" was totally a word. Earl then stopped, head cocking to the side when he thought of something else. Clementine. He knew when she had been born and it hadn't been raining as far as he could remember. It hadn't rained in a good while as far as the son of Ed could remember, and Clementine had only been around for a day or so. Though it could have been raining and Earl just hadn't realized it. That would be something to ask Njeri and Chase the next time he saw them.
From rain births to India, Earl was still very much invested in knowing all he could about Basu. He was now invested in knowing all he could about India as well. "Would you really take me to India?" He asked, excitement more than apparent on his face and in his body language and in his voice. "What's your other home?" He then asked before adding, "The Pridelands? I hear about that sometimes! It has a lot of food. That's where I'd live if I were in Auradon, right, Basu? We could live there together, aha! My only home is here, you've seen my room, that's where I live." Not that it was very impressive, but Earl thought the world of his room and thought it was amazing. It had a nice bed and had all his bones there, so of course his room was great. He had the best room on the entire Isle, that was for sure.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:52:10 GMT -5
Henry Algernon Hook Son of Captain Hook & Red Jessica
So lost within his own thoughts, Hal had hardly heard Jenny at first. His mind was reeling, spinning one way and then the other as if trying to make sense of everything. To make sense of the voices or Schmee’s ghost. Or perhaps even to make sense of the reasons behind why he didn’t seem to know. Know what? What had been the original purpose of this answer in the first place? What question had triggered such a response? By now it felt as if Hal had fallen too far away from the original intent of the answer to truly even know what it was the answer of.
Something about Schmee though.
He knew that much.
”Dont...have...know.”
Those words seemed to be enough to pull Hal slowly from his thoughts. It wasn’t fast, it hadn’t been as if the sound of a different voice from his or Schmee’s had jarred his thoughts back to the room, back to his conversation with Jenny. However it had been enough to clear his mind and to remind him that someone else was there with him. Someone real, and not a ghost.
So, tentatively, Hal lifted his head back up, his eyes trailing along the floor of the room as he slowly moved to look back to Jenny, blinking in confusion as he tried to catch onto what she was saying to him. Stopping. That was it, she was telling him that it was okay to stop for now, he didn’t have to know all the answers right now.
He didn’t have to know.
A wave of relief washed over him at the phrase. Something so small had already caused him to zone out, to freak out over a question so simple it deserved a better answer than “I don’t know” - whatever that question had been anyways - however even so, knowing that he didn’t have to know was calming for the pirate boy and he found himself nodding along as he got up to his feet, glancing around the room. How long had they been talking? A minute, a few minutes, hours even? Hopefully he hadn’t taken up too much of Jenny’s day during all of this.
Realizing that he hadn’t actually responded to the rabbit-fox and by now it might be awkward if he did, Hal merely nodding to her, looking down for a few moments as he considered whether or not he should talk in the first place.
Eventually he seemed to come to an agreement with himself that he should and slowly the son of Captain Hook looked back up. ”Right...I uh, I should go,” he agreed, already moving towards the door, only pausing just outside it as he began to open the door to the room. Hal hesitated for a moment or so, glancing back towards Jenny as he gave her a small, curt nod. ”Thanks, by the way...” Hal paused for a moment. ”For uh...for listening to me.” It might not have been much, but it had...helped, and that deserved recognition.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:52:44 GMT -5
Basu Matil Singh Son of Bagheera & Vitani
At Earl’s questions it was hard not to laugh a little. Though it was clear that the intent behind the questions was genuine, the questions in themselves sounded just a little ridiculous to Basu. Though they were valid questions to some extent. It could’ve been raining when other people were born, in fact Basu sure it had been. People were being born all the time all over the world and that left plenty of opportunities for people to be born while it was raining. Did that mean that it was raining when everyone was born though? No, it didn’t.
So, chuckling, Basu began to answer Earl’s questions. ”Bala and I are twins, we were born on the same day at the same time-“ Okay so maybe Bala was born a couple minutes before Basu, making her the older twin. But did that really mean anything in the long run? Of course not. Basu was clearly the more mature twin out of the two anyways and that’s what actually mattered here. ”So yes, it was raining when Bala was born as well.” That was something he was pretty positive on. Though he hadn’t ever asked when it had started to rain, which meant, theoretically, it could’ve not been raining when Bala was born.
”Now, I’m not sure on Khari, and I’m definitely not sure on you. Maybe it was raining, maybe it wasn’t. It’s not raining whenever someone is born, the weather isn’t determined on whether or not new life is being brought into the world.” Okay so that was kind of a bit of an extra way to say “no Earl, rain does not mean babies and babies do not mean rain,” but that wasn’t really the point here, was it? No, no it was not.
Borning.
The word wasn’t something Basu had expected even though, knowing Earl, it should’ve been. Soon a small laugh escaped him as he thought about the word. He shook his head a little at Earl, amusement in his eyes. ”The word you’re looking for is birthing, and no, raining is not a birthing thing,” Basu explained lightly, there was no annoyance or harshness to his words, he was just merely explaining things to Earl. There was no reason to get annoyed by Earl’s questions or “borning” being a word according to Earl, besides Basu actually liked explaining things to Earl.
As the conversation shifted to India and the Pridelands, Basu couldn’t help the smile spreading across his visage. Both places were equally a home to him as the other was. He couldn’t say which was more of a home if he tried. ”One day I’ll take you to the jungle and to the Pridelands,” he promised his boyfriend. ”You’ll get to see where I live and where you would live too, if you weren’t on the Isle...” Basu trailed off. Earl would’ve been part of the Pridelands if not for his parents being banished to the Isle.
In a different life they could’ve known each other for years, growing up together and already knowing everything there was to know about each other way before now. Earl could know about the sun and green plants. Their lives would’ve been very different.
There was no changing any of that now though. What happened had already happened, they might as well make the best of their time together now and eventually, when it came time to go back to Auradon, Basu already knew that he would be inviting Earl to come with him. He didn’t deserve to be on the Isle, and by now Basu had made a couple of promises that he intended to keep.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:53:19 GMT -5
Amorette Esme Hearts Daughter of the King & Queen of Hearts
Amorette often found herself left to her own devices. Very rarely did anyone seem to notice or even care whether or not she was there. It was a cold hard truth in life that she probably could just disappear one day and no one would even notice that she was gone.
Okay maybe that wasn’t entirely true.
Charlie would notice and maybe, maybe her sickly, small father might as well.
But beyond those two people - one of which was still up in the air - Amorette seriously doubted that anyone would notice if she faded away and poofed out of existence. Not even when she had spent almost all of the day before with Charlie - he had only joined her after dealing with some sort of penguin man, apparently - escaping the clutches of orcs or whatever they were called, had anyone noticed she was gone once she had returned home.
Once she had returned to the Hearts household, things had been much like they were before. Maybe that was why she couldn’t help but be annoyed today, she hadn’t even bothered to go to school today. Not that that would’ve made much of a difference either, no one would’ve noticed her there either.
Perhaps she shouldn’t spent so much time complaining about something that just wouldn’t change, however for as long as she could remember, her mother had paid attention to Amador, they always seemed to be by each other. It was hard not to feel envious of that. Sure, her father did sometimes talk to her, though that was only when Amorette had specifically sought him out from some sort of deep rooted need to be in someone else’s company. Outside of those few interactions though, there was...nothing.
As a bird placed it’s pink head against the palm of Amorette’s hand, she was quickly pulled out of her thoughts to look down at her beautiful Flamengo. A small smile threatened to pull at her lips as she lightly pet the flamingo. ”At least I have you,” she murmured softly to the bird, kissing the top of his head.
Amorette has found Flamengo years ago as a fluffy baby bird that had either found his way into a trash can by accident or had been thrown there on purpose. The second option made her bristle just thinking about it, but she tried not to dwell on it. The point was that Flamengo was hers now, and she would make sure he was never neglected or mistreated ever again.
With a sigh, the younger of the Hearts children looked up, eyes scanning around the main sitting room in their house. No one else currently seemed to be in there besides for Flamengo and herself. Perhaps that was for the best. No one could ignore you if no one was there.
Wow, what a messed up way of thinking. Good job Amorette, way to think positively.
The girl sighed and turned her attention back to Flamengo as she smiled down at her pet bird. ”Maybe we should head to the town, who knows, maybe we’ll find one of those Auradonian transfers Charlie was telling us about,” she suggested quietly, though she made no move to get up, as if a small part of her was still holding out hope that someone would show up and she could talk to them instead.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:53:56 GMT -5
Jenny Wilde daughter of nick and judy
While unsure of just how long the session had gone, Jenny did know for a fact that it had gone on long enough. Most professional sessions lasted only an hour, if that, and Jenny was sure they had to be coming up on an hour. Maybe they had even went over an hour, she wasn’t all that sure. That was something else she needed to remember to get better at - keeping up with the time during one of these sessions. Considering she had come to the Isle to do what she was doing with Hal right now Jenny really needed to step up her game and start taking time into consideration. Keeping somebody in a session for too long had yet to be a problem, but she had only done this twice and had only done it with Hal. Once she started branching out and adding more people to her list of those she wanted to help out she would need to be more aware of the time.
Despite having pretty much ended the session based on Hal’s reactions, the rabbit-fox still remained in “professional” mode. Once again she had noticed a longer than usual pause in Hal when it came to replying back to what she had said. This was something she wrote down in her notes as she finished them up, reminding herself to go over them later. Probably before going to bed she would look through the notes from today and from yesterday so she could analyze them in more depth. Sure, there was no way she could come to a full conclusion on what Hal could potentially be diagnosed with after two makeshift sessions, but she could get a pretty good idea of what could be going on inside his mind. In fact, Jenny already had some ideas, but she wasn’t going to be sold on one or the other just yet. She couldn’t take a huge jump forward and start “treating” him for something that he may not even have. In the long run that would only make things worse when she was supposed to be making him feel better. That was the last thing Jenny ever wanted.
When Hal eventually responded the daughter of Nick and Judy was already listening, her attention on the pirate. She felt proud of herself for what she had done so far. It would be a long time yet before Hal was okay even in the slightest definition of the word, but Jenny had hope, and she could already tell that he was going down the right path. He wouldn’t be better tomorrow or the day after or even in nine months, it would take time, would take years, but Jenny believed in him. She believed that everybody on this Isle could be helped. Anybody could be helped, nobody was “too far gone”.
Jenny offered a smile of farewell toward Hal, getting up off the bed and standing up on her tiptoes to get a better look at him. ”I’ll seeya around, okay? And, yeah, it’s nothing. Whenever you need to talk about something you know where to find me.” No matter how many times she had said that she couldn’t stress it enough. If Hal ever needed her then he could come to her at any time about anything. Jenny was always ready to listen.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:54:59 GMT -5
Earl Fisi son of ed and kijana
Knowing that it had also been raining when Bala was born was very interesting to Earl and it continued to hold up with his theory. If Basu was born when it was raining and Bala had been born while it was raining as well, then surely that meant it had been raining when everybody was born. That made complete and total sense to the hyena-jackal. So with that being all figured out it was only obvious to him then that he had also been born while it was raining. That had to meant that there was something in rain that made babies be born. Or maybe raindrops were just babies, too, but cloud babies. Rain came from clouds, Earl knew that much, and clouds had to come from somewhere. So if rain was just cloud babies and human babies were born during rain then that meant the cloud babies made human babies born. Yeah, that made a lot of sense. It made a lot of sense to somebody like Earl.
But when Basu went on to disprove his very well thought out theory Earl let out a faint huff. Man, he had been pretty sold on that theory; however, his disappointment didn’t last too long and he soon perked right back up. Maybe his theory wasn’t completely destroyed, maybe he just needed to revise it a little bit. Maybe cloud baby raindrops made most human babies be born, but not all of them. Maybe some human babies just didn’t want to listen to the cloud babies. That made sense. Earl sometimes didn’t want to listen to people, too. Like that one time when he didn’t want to listen to Undine back when she had still been alive. She was doing bad things and Earl wanted to be a good boy and not do bad things, so he didn’t listen to her. Of course, she didn’t like that and snatched the bone he had been holding right out of his hands. He had just found that bone, too, a really nice humorous from what appeared to be a cat, and she snapped it right in half while in front of him. Between it being such a nice bone and a new one, Earl hadn’t been able to keep himself from crying. Nobody should ever do something like that to a bone, especially not one that had been as good and nice as that humorous. It had really hurt Earl’s feelings, and while he didn’t like it when people died, he was sorta glad Undine wasn’t around anymore because she had been a rude bone breaker.
The canine hybrid shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts, not wanting to think about the time when a bone had been so terrible broken in front of him. He was glad his boyfriend was talking again, explaining that “borning” was actually “birthing” and how he’d take him to India and the Pridelands one day. Thinking about that was a lot better than thinking about Undine and the bone.
With what could be considered as a happy little yap, Earl gave something of an excited bounce, yellow eyes wide as he looked up at Basu. ”Ahaha, that’ll be so much fun! Do you like India or the Pridelands better? Is there a lot of food in the Pridelands?” He went on to ask, quite curious about that. He had heard that Auradon had tons of food, and if the Pridelands was part of Auradon then surely that meant the Pridelands had tons of food as well. That’s why his family, Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed, had worked with Scar, right? For food. Earl liked food just as much as he liked bones. ”How much food do you, ahaha, get at your home?” He then asked, head cocking to the side as he questioned his new boyfriend. Surely he got a lot, right? Basu didn’t look scrawny like the other Isle kids, and neither did Bala nor Khari. Earl was sure they got a lot of food back on Auradon, which made Earl all the more eager to get his friends and himself off the Isle. They would get to have food there, and chocolate beans, and all sorts of other stuff. He would be able to find new bones and it would just be amazing, Earl just knew it.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 3, 2018 23:58:02 GMT -5
Amador Ace Hearts son of the king and queen of hearts
Amador wanted to let out a frustrated scream. Perhaps a scream loud enough the everyone in the Isle could hear. It was only fitting for the amount he wanted to after all, given that his mother was simply that frustrating. He wondered if he did, who would come to figure out where the ungodly sound had come from. Perhaps if he screamed loud enough anyway, his lungs would collapse and surely, surely, that would show his mother. Frustrated, loud screaming until death to prove to her she was a terrible mother to her children- to Amador at least, given his sister seemed fairly unharmed to him.
The heart card prince (who deserved some form of a card eventually as his mother did, his father did, even their minions were literal cards) was laying on his bed. He stared at the ceiling hoping to find a way that let out his frustrations without a scream that could break the barrier. A little crack caused by frustration only seemed fitting to take down the damn thing, didn't it? Though, if it were a thing, it should have happened by now with the growing frustrations of hormonal teenagers dealing with villain parents who never should have become parents. Only being parents due to the lack of options of conquering the world, using magic for personal gain, and the like, left with nothing else but to screw one another and abuse their children far too often that was comfortable with anyone. Well, it was very comfortable since it was the only thing most knew anyway.
The impossibility of the situation was enough for him as who would have expected to enter the house, only to see their mother waiting with a fierce expression and the absolute dread of the matter setting in.
In all reality, as soon as she started to open her mouth, he should have turned away immediately. Walked out the door, back to school, or the town, maybe even the docks or outlands and those felt like asking for death. Even then it would be more preferable to listening to an old hag who called herself queen of a place they'd all been kicked out of start to yell. "Why did I come home to a messy house? Where were you? Why weren't you cleaning this up? Blah blah blah blah blah," Amador snarkily spoke to himself out loud, reenacting her annoying voice with a hand blabbering about as though it was talking for her.
He did it in front of her too. She didn't take well and the enlarged woman got into a small yelling match with her son. It ended with her smacking him in the face and him returning it with a heavy slap back. At least, he liked to think it was a heavy slap, though in hindsight it may have been little more than an ant bite. Supposing ants could even bite a human, only proving how truly pathetic Amador may be. Despite his attempts and everything, he seemingly couldn't even resemble even a fly in comparison to his spider of a mother. Which was even sadder when you thought about it.
Though, he suppose all given, he would have to be a fly as a spider would pay no mind to anything lesser. He may be a ant bite in slap, but at least he was no ant, which once again may not be the best. At least if he were like his sister in some form, that spider wouldn't bother him either. Perhaps his father was a mix of fly and ant, given the attention he achieved and didn't. Or perhaps he was truly a spider, the black widow's partner, only kept until the true ruler of the family said otherwise. Yes, that would make sense. The King and Queen of hearts were black widows, with Amador as a fly for a son and Amorette as an ant for the daughter.
The comparison calmed him in some small way. He just needed to find a way to be a spider's predator, whatever they may be. With a sense of calming in mind, Amador launched himself off the bed, perhaps like a rabbit would taking a leap. The idea of a rabbit in mind had him looking to the broken desk on the side of the room. The desk had been broken in a different fight he and his mother had, the thing having a chunk taken out of it and a small tilt to it, the cage atop only defended by and unbroken top peering off the side of the desk. The rabbit sitting in the cage was snuggled up, the heart shaped mark on its face a favorite of Amador (who was amazed the luck he even found such a creature still), had an easy way out if it ever felt endangered by the breaking desk through an open door of the cage.
If only he could be at peace like his darling Heart Beet.
For shame, he could not and was stuck otherwise hoping mother had left after the ant bite slap (or should he start calling it a fly bite slap given his new status as the fly of the family?). Peering out of his room, he was relieved to see no mother in view. He casually moved out before taking in a deep breath at the sound of his sister appeared. Ah, so she had come home as their mother had disappeared.
A surge of annoyance reappeared, recalling how due to her absence in the house, he was forced to deal with their mother once more. "So, where were you all day?" It wasn't as if he hadn't noticed the fact she wasn't at school, seeing as he was. It was nice escape from the torments of home he was sure she wasn't aware of nearly as much. Perhaps that wasn't nearly accurate, but he hadn't seen her be the focus of anything. And being her brother, he supposed he should be glad that she hadn't had to deal with such issues anyway. Yet the feelings associated by the fact she got off scotch free while he suffered red faces stained by bright handprints hardly seemed equal.
"Not at school, you're home late, and I don't know if you slept in or left the house early," he continued, watching her with the flamingo right next to her. As much as feelings towards her went, he was impressed by the feathery pink pet she held claim to.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 4, 2018 0:01:21 GMT -5
Basu Matil Singh Son of Bagheera & Vitani
Though this wasn’t exactly where Basu had thought the conversation would go, it was still a rather good route to take. Especially if they did want to learn more about each other. There was still a lot that might not be best to share...like that time he has fell down an escalator. Yeah, that had not been a fun day for him, was that really something he had to tell Earl about? Probably. After all if Basu was to leave every single embarrassing mistake out of his life, he wouldn’t have anything to tell.
No really, he’d be finished within five minutes. Eventually the embarrassing things would have to come into light and Basu could only hope that Earl wouldn’t judge him too harshly for the things he had done in his life. But things like that didn’t have to come out into the air right now. There were other things that Basu could tell him about. Especially with Earl asking as many questions as he was right now. Which actually did remind Basu that he had a question from his new boyfriend to answer.
”Hmm?” He questioned, glancing back to Earl for a moment as he thought about the question. Did he like the jungle of the Pridelands better? Oh well that was a hard question to answer. ”I don’t think I like one more than the other, Earl, I find thinks I like in both places,” Basu explained as simply as he could. The jungle was so lush and full of life and over the years Basu had become a master of slinking through the jungle like a shadow...most of the time. There were ancient ruins and long plenty of places to explore there, and it was where his main home was.
However the Pridelands had just about the clearest skies he had ever seen, and though terrain wise it wasn’t his favorite, there were so many other things that made the Pridelands fun. Like Khari for instance. Basu had never had a lot of friends, not like Bala. However he would absolutely consider Khari to be a friend, maybe even his best friend - excluding Bala, no one could quite beat his twin for that position - and typically, Khari was in the Pridelands, not in the jungle. ”I can’t pick a favorite. There’s aspects of both places that I enjoy,” Basu continued, looking back to Earl. ”It’s hard to explain,” the leopon told him, quickly moving on to the next question after that.
”As for food, the Pridelands have plenty, it’s not quite a ‘let’s go out and kill our prey friends’ anymore though,” Basu explained, gesturing around with his hands as if to further explain what he meant by that. Yeah, there might be a few problems if the lions in the Pridelands decided to start hunting down the zebras now. The whole “turning everyone human” thing did mess that up a little. But there was still plenty of food out there. ”As for the food I get at home...” What was the exact percentage of food Basu got? Well, three meals a day plus snacks. He’d never gone hungry, never had to scrounge for food or sacrifice a meal for someone else. There had always just been...enough. ”Well I’m not sure on the exact amount, but there’s always plenty of food to go around,” Basu finished after giving it some thought, blue eyes looking back to Earl as he shrugged. Food had never been an issue for Basu.
Maybe he just hadn’t realized how lucky he was before now.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 4, 2018 0:03:23 GMT -5
Amorette Esme Hearts Daughter of the King & Queen of Hearts
Surprised by Amador’s presence - or perhaps the surprise came more from the fact that her older brother actually acknowledged her existence - Amorette jumped lightly, swerving quickly around to face her brother as she looked him up and down. So he had noticed that she had been gone for the majority of the day yesterday. Well wasn’t that a pleasant surprise. Sure neither parent had noticed her absence and Amorette seriously doubted Amador cared, yet it was still almost...nice to know that someone had been aware that she wasn’t here. Simply having Amador aware of her seemed to bring a sense of warmth to the girl. How sad was that? Her own brother chose to finally acknowledge her and Amorette could feel nothing but grateful over such a simple, silly thing as that.
The younger Hearts child tipped her head upwards, looking away from Amador to lovingly pet Flamengo under the beak. ”I was out with Charlie,” she explained tartly, perhaps even coldly to her brother. What? Just because he noticed that she wasn’t around, she was supposed to fawn all over her brother like he was some sort of godsend? It changed nothing. He may have noticed but that didn’t mean he cared.
Amorette was silent for a minute or so longer, putting all of her focus on Flamengo as if trying to make a point that she was clearly not happy with her brother. Finally after the seconds passed by, she seemed to think it was good enough and spoke up again, looking to Amador through the corners of her eyes. ”We fought an ogre.”
Okay so that was stretching the truth a little...more like a lot. While yes Amorette and Charlie has encountered an ogre or two on their expedition the other day, they hadn’t fought it so much as they had ran away from it, got caught, brought to the orc village, and had to find a way to sneak out. However considering it was only Charlie and Amorette there, she saw no reason why she couldn’t blur the lines a little. Besides, fighting an ogre sounded far more exciting than what had actually happened.
Remaining frosty for a few moments longer, Amorette stopped crouching to pet Flamengo and stood up straight, turning to face her older brother with her arms folded. ”Honestly I’m surprised you even noticed I was gone. I’d have thought you’d have been with mother all day,” a hint of bitterness hung to her words as she studied Amador. Mother always seemed to prefer him to her, spending her time with Amador while Amorette was left to her own devices.
Perhaps it was silly or stupid to yearn for the attention of someone such as her mother, and yet Amorette couldn’t help but crave it. Any sort of recognition from the Queen of Hearts would be better than none. Anything at all, Amorette would accept even the smallest amounts of acknowledgement from her mother, that wasn’t too much to ask for, was it?
Apparently so, as the Queen of Hearts only had time enough for one of her children, and that wasn’t her.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 4, 2018 0:03:56 GMT -5
Earl Fisi son of ed and kijana
For a good while there Earl was stuck in the thought of wondering if the Pridelands or India was better. Basu said India was in the jungle, and jungles had a lot of plants and there was bound to be some cocoa bean trees in the jungle as well. Maybe if he went to the jungle then he would be able to find a whole area of nothing but chocolate bean trees and he could eat them. He was sure the chocolate beans would taste just like the chocolate bars that Basu had, and the only reason they were different was because somebody had took a lot of beans and shaped them into a bar. So really a chocolate bar was just a bunch of beans smushed together to create one giant bar bean. Maybe he could learn how to do that. He could go to the jungle in India with Basu and together they could find all the chocolate bean trees, pick their beans, and smush them into these huge bars that they could eat together. That would be nice. It would be really nice to just sit in the jungle with his boyfriend and eat all the smushed chocolate bean bars. It would be nice. It would be really nice.
There was also the thoughts of the Pridelands, though. Earl knew that’s where he belonged. Well, he belonged there if he had been born on Auradon, which he had not, that was obvious enough. He had heard what the Pridelands were like even back when he had just been a small pup. They were open and vast, full of gold and green grasses with a really big mountain in the far distance. He didn’t know what was so special about that one mountain in the Pridelands, Earl was pretty sure it was just a big rock like the mountains on the Isle. But it still intrigued him, that mountain in the Pridelands. Maybe it really was different and more than just some big rock. Maybe if he went to the Pridelands with Basu then they could go visit this special, maybe not big rock, mountain and eat chocolate bars up there.
Oh! The Pridelands had another really big rock they could eat chocolate on!
Priderock. Now that was a rock he had heard a lot about. It was where the royal lion family and their pride lived. It was where the king or queen stood when they wanted to observe their lands and where ceremonies were held. That’s what he had been told at least. And apparently Scar had used the mountains in the Outlands as his own Priderock when San had just been a lion cub, holding her up and showing her off to whoever was around to see. Man, that would have been nice to have watched. Earl would have loved it, but alas, he had not been born back then. His borning - no, Basu said it was “birthing”, not borning - day had not yet arrived.
Now that Basu was explaining his like for both places, Earl listened up, looking over at the leopon with his head tilted in wonder. The hyena-jackal supposed that made sense, liking both places equally. It was like how he himself liked multiple places, not just one over the other. Like how he liked this one particular area of the beach but also really liked this one place that was down in the coven’s territory. It had a lot of bones, though usually there was always somebody there to chase him away for some reason. He just wanted a bone or two, surely that wasn’t a lot to ask for, right? But even if he usually got chased away from there he still really enjoyed it just like how he really enjoyed that one particular area of beach where there seemed to be more crabs than anywhere else, and it was a nice place for a nap. ”I like both places, too,” the canine went on to reply with a nod of his head. ”I like the big rocks in the Pridelands and the chocolate trees in India! Or, I know I will, aha,” he added. ”I’m gonna love it there because you’re gonna take me and we’ll have a lot of fun! We can eat all the chocolate we want to, right?” Because that was going to be the most important part of it all - the chocolate they were going to get to consume together.
Plenty of food. Now that sounded interesting. Earl had never experienced the whole joy of there being enough food. He was lucky to be part of Serpent Prep, the gang that held control over shipments from Auradon and therefore got some of the “better” stuff, but that still meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. The pirates still had to distribute goods to other areas of the Isle, had to give the other gangs their fare share and whatnot, and while they could easily pull some backhanded stunt where Serpent Prep got all the food or got all less expired items, they didn’t. San herself wouldn’t allow that. Even Earl knew that the other gangs deserved “fresh” food and better supplies. But what Basu said made sense. He had always heard how Auradon had an over abundance of food, how the kids there never went hungry even on the worst of days. Yet here on the Isle most, if not all, still went to bed hungry even on the best of days.
But all of that was just depressing and Earl wasn’t going for that. He wanted to be happy in his time with his new boyfriend. So instead of dwelling on starvation and all that fun stuff, the hyena-jackal thought of something else. ”When you take me to Auradon does that mean I’ll get all the chocolate I want?” He asked with excitement. ”Bash and Shomari can eat all the chocolate, too! And what about crabs? Can we eat all the crabs that we want?” If there was plenty of food on Auradon then that meant there had to be plenty of chocolate and crabs, right? Earl just had to know, he was beyond curious about all of this even if their “get to know one another” session was turning into a “Earl asks questions about Auradon” session. Oops.
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Post by ɨֆʟɛ օʋɛʀʟօʀɖ on Nov 4, 2018 0:04:34 GMT -5
Sanura Negasi daughter of scar
Being on time meant nothing to a big cat. Punctuality wasn’t in the lifestyle of a pirate. Really, the only time Sanura tried to be on time was when ships from Auradon were docking so that she could grab the better goods before they could be distributed between goblins that would only waste them.
Dressing up was also something that meant nothing to the feline. She looked good enough in what she was wearing, so why put more effort into something that didn’t matter in the end? Besides, she looked good enough in what she was wearing even if she was barefoot, and it wasn’t like she was trying to impress Eli. But he wasn’t going to be the only one there. Collie was also going to be there. She was probably already there.
For a brief moment the pirate captain paused in her steps. When had been the last time she had even seen Collie face-to-face? It had to be at least a year ago, if not longer, since she had last seen the de Vil girl. A surge of emotion crashed over Sanura. How was she even going to react once she saw Collie? Would there be anger? Regret? Something completely else? The unpredictability of how she would react was almost too much for the daughter of Scar. Come on, San, there’s no need to get choked up over this. You’ve got this. She shook off any lingering doubt before continuing on her way to the Court of Miracles.
Well, how late was she? Fifteen minutes? Twenty? Eh, oh well. Late or early the meeting would run the exact same way.
As soon as she stepped in the first thing that caught her attention was the tantalizing scent of fresh meat. Fresh meat. Not days old meat. Not even weeks old meat. This meat had certainly been part of a living being no longer than late yesterday. Instantly her mouth started to water, and before she could even greet the other two leaders or really even notice them, she was on the meat, eyeing it hungrily. Poor Eli. All of his hard work into making the meeting room as perfect as possible and Sanura only paid attention to the fresh duck.
After a mouthful or two, maybe even three, of duck, Sanura finally glanced up to make contact with the two leaders. ”Hopefully you weren’t planning on having some of your own.” At least she wasn’t honest about this. If either Eli or Collie tried taking some of the meat now the lion would probably instantly snap into the defensive.
That's when her gaze slowly and finally found Collie.
Luckily she had swallowed what meat she had eaten earlier or it might have gotten stuck in her throat.
Under everything that Sanura had seen first was a tautness to Collie that had never quite been there before. It seemed misplaced on her, made her look somewhat older. She was run down, gaunt, obviously in need of some sleep. A massive urge to wrap herself around Collie took ahold of the lioness, and before she could even stop herself she had gotten atop the table - because all cats enjoy getting onto surfaces they shouldn’t be on - and was looking directly at Collie. Sanura was practically crouched as if ready to pounce, pupils dilated, and lips parted to show her sharper than average canines. To an outsider she would look like a predator about to attack, but a predator about to attack would be more subtle about their movements and their crouch. Sanura’s muscles were taut and she was directed at her target, but it wasn’t a gesture of attack. If anything she was about to pounce to knock the short girl down and then curl atop her as a blanket.
Then, reality snapped back to the lion.
Bristling more to herself than anything, she looked away from Collie, taking out whatever frustrations she had from getting lost in the moment on the duck. She stuffed her mouth full with the meat all the while still atop the table. ”Well?” She turned to Eli, swallowing down what she had taken without barely even chewing. There, maybe if she just acted casual then nobody would comment on what had just happened.
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