:: Fairy Tale :: Fantasy :: Open :: High Semi-Lit ::

[ratsy]

Melissa Rogers || Cinderella || Not Amused, If We're Focusing On The Simple Way To Put It ||
Of course, when she dove my first instinct was also jumping to put my body in front of the girl. Not like I was ready to die, but I wasn't the one the wolf was trying to kill. I had more of a chance. Maybe. As the wolf flew, I tried to land a good kick in its side. If it succeeded, it didn't do too much good. Stupid animal. I was sure it was enjoying this.
When she shifted I was no more amused by the performance.
"Oh, yeah, scaring children must be hilarious." I spat, my face about the color of a cherry with anger. "Go on, introduce yourself now, like you aren't a jerk and a bully."
I crossed my arms on my chest, putting on a sarcastically casual tone.
"Oh, yeah, now I'm being rude. Should I introduce myself, too, if we're doing that now?"
The boy scout knife felt pathetic as I held it, but I didn't let my hands shake as I did that. Never show weakness. I'd heard that somewhere.

[Marballo]

I watched as the wolf dived over the little girl's head, shifting into a human. "Right, fairytale characters. You're from Red Riding Hood? I'm Evana, or Belle, or whatever." I responded, crossing my arms. "And I'm sure scaring children is a great pastime." I stepped a little closer to the child, moving in front as well. "Now, are you from here? 'Cause I'm trying to find a way out of here, and I think we could all help eachother out. That is if you won't eat us."

(Sorry, writers block plus home work...)

[Leonn]

Little Red ||| Penelope Shade ||| Female ||| Currently:

I dared a squeak as I looked back and saw the wolf jumping at me, my hands instinctively protecting my face immediately. I felt parts of it's body go past my hair but that was about it. I turned around to see her become a human. A girl more specifically. My eyebrows met each other as I opened my mouth to speak.
What was that good for!?
It was more like yelling but there was not much such a small voice could manage. The bottle of vinegar in my hand, flew towards the girl in a brown cloak as i threw it but landed just before her. I cursed under my breath, looking at her.

[cosmic-quark]

"Eat you? What do you take me for, a cannibal?" Silver wrinkled her nose. "And that's what you get for being so rude earlier. I mean really? If I was an actual predator driven only by wild hunger for blood or whatever it is you thought, you lot would be dead! I was doing you a favor, really. Showing you how screwed you really are." Silver reached into one of her boots and pulled out a steel dagger. She tossed it, hilt-side pointing to them, at the ground before them. "One of you take that. At least you'll have a fighting chance this way."

[ratsy]

Melissa Rogers || Cinderella || Annoyed ||
I rolled my eyes, but picked up a dagger anyway. I wasn't too bad fighting, with humans, but that was with a gun. Blades were rather new to me, and I was more inclined to take a bow, if that was the choice here. If I could get one, that is. So I offered the blade to Belle and Red, seeing if one of the would take it.
"I'm no good at close combat," I explained, specifically not speaking to the wolf girl. Still holding it out, I turned to her. "So, Wolfie, is there something you want?"
I disliked her very much. Scaring me was one thing I could find funny, but I couldn't take people toying with children. On another note, I did have two things I needed to seek out in this world: a bow or gun and some pink or purple highlights. Anything else I could live without, but I knew my priorities.

[Marballo]

I rolled my eyes at the thought. Helpless? As if. I watched as the dagger hit the ground, then turned to the wolf girl. "So you obviously aren't from here, or you'd be fat from the grandmother you should've eaten. How long have you been trapped here? At least, in fairytale days or whatever." I asked her, before looking up at the sky. For the first time, I realized it was made up of strokes, like paintings in a page. How did I get here? I couldn't remember, for the sake of me, just that I woke up in a castle. "Either way, we should get going before all of our fairytale, um; family find out we've left and track us down. You in?" I asked the group. We seemed like an unlikely team, but if this was a story, I was sure we'd be fine.

[ratsy]

Melissa Rogers || Cinderella || Female || Indifferent ||
"Actually, that sort of works." I said, looking over the group. I nodded to Red, "She's the cute one,"
Aurelia.
"The brute strength."
Belle.
"The friendly one."
Myself.
"Well, you guys do need some common sense."
I reached into my pouch, going through it again in search of a hair band. The blond locks thing was really getting annoying. Then, on that sort of reckless instinct I so often charmingly exhibit, I took the blade, slicing the long hair off best I could. Since I wasn't actually being careful, I was done in under a minute. Now my hair hung about shoulder length and a large amount of weight fell of my head.
"Sorry, had to this. Kept getting in the way." I explained, feeling no pity for the almost a yard of hair under my feet. "The whole Disney princess thing, just, ugh,"

[Leonn]

(( I feel like I'm the only one, making my posts pretty so i'll tone it down a bit ))

Little Red ||| Penelope Shade ||| Female ||| Currently: Annoyed

It seemed like everyone had already gone past the shock of being another person but me. I was back to looking up at people again and didn't like it at all. Then, Melissa spoke. "The cute one." She said, looking directly at me.
Excuse me? Why does everybody see me as a little kid? Just because I'm trapped in the body of someone who can't tell a wolf and her own grandma apart doesn't mean I'm anything like her!
My temper was starting to grow mad. The little voice in my head told me to calm down, relax etc etc but I wouldn't listen. I threw the bright-red cloak on the ground in protest.

[cosmic-quark]

(BTW, sorry Lena, but she does carry a bow. I created her a while ago for a comic I was doing, and her main weapons are a bow and a dagger.)
"The brute strength?" Silver once again sounded amused. "I don't rely on brute strength. Never have, never will. I prefer speed and agility." She scrutinized the group again. "And you lot are all upset at me for screwing with a little kid. Have you considered that she's not? That maybe she's a teenager in a child's body? I mean, we're teens in adult bodies. Maybe she's the opposite."
With that said, she turned to examine the forest. "You know, I could help. I'm a wolf now; I know this forest better than any of you."

[ratsy]

Melissa Rogers || Cinderella ||
"Excuse me?" I asked, suddenly realizing something. "Why are you all basing your opinions on the fact we're here to stay? You know, I think we should be trying to get back to...Earth, right? Personally, I'd rather hope that I'm not a strawberry blond in a stone age world with no schools or guns or normal clothes or anything sensible at all... I dunno, purple highlights!"
I do feel rather strongly about highlights and modern weapons. And you know, common sense.
"Wait..." I said, suddenly seeing how this could be like a cheesy novel. "You can shift into a wolf, right? Then, some sort of magic exists here, and somehow people control it. It has to do with our character. Right, should I have a fairy godmother? Should Belle be able to make inanimate objects come to life? Can we get out of here using them?"