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

[cosmic-quark]

She shrugged. "Always a good possibility, but don't you think whoever sent us here might make it a bit more difficult to leave? I doubt we can just wish our way out of here. So I'm basing my opinion on the fact that, either way, we'll be here for a while, and I doubt any of you want to eat raw bunny. Do you want out, or do you want to stay here and starve?"

[Leonn]

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

I looked around as they spoke. but stopped as the wolf-person mentioned to starve, starting to feel the weight of the basket again. Starve? I started and lifted it higher for them to understand. Hardly. The mother of little red will be making food. My voice was confident and steady now. It felt like the rest had already gotten past the shock of being another person but I was still adapting to being a kid again. I put the basket on the ground, removed the blanket and took a nice, big cookie out to munch on.

[SimpleScript]

. The Beast .

Hunter William Lionsgate
- 19
- Male
- No crush
- No girlfriend

Likes: He enjoy alot of stuff, but he loves to train and to be sporty.
To keep fit and moving, he likes to do sports to be good and
to get skilled in it and doesn't see the game in it.
He likes to read and to listen to music,
also quiet places like parks or librarys. He loves it when
it's breezy outside and when it's hot and he can
take off his shirt to move more freely.
Dislikes: Loud noises, people and places makes him either stressed,
angry or gives him a headache. He can't stand loud people and
tryies to avoid them as much as possible.
Rain is the weather he hates the most because it makes him depressed after
reading about the sad moments in the rain or from the movies.
Also when
it's cold outside and when it's winter.
Thou, he doesn't have enything against
christmas or so.

Hunter is that kind of guy you really would like to talk to, but you would try hard to actually start a conversation with him. He is a silent boy, almost expressionless but not careless at all. He always helps you out and doesn't want much back, a 'thanks' is enough for him and he doesn't even need to know you. He is very strong, quick and determined to get everything done at time and to do it right. He is kind and sweet, but it isn't very easy to see if he is flirting or just being friendly like he is to most of his friends. He is very serious and doesn't really play around much, but with enough whinning you will get him to join the game but will either hesitate while there or just stand there like he is waiting for something to happen or someone to tell him whats going on. He is clever and wise, but he can always be learned something new like games and to meet other people.
He have always been the silent type, ever since he was a kid when he was in kindergarden when he mostly just played for himself with his playcars and plushies and didn't really get many friends at school either. He was never social and people had to get up to him to ask him questions and get to know him but those who didn't have patience or was to lazy never got to know him.

[ratsy]

{Accepted.}

[SimpleScript]

(Enywhere I can jump inn?)

[Leonn]

(( Well, belle just escaped from your castle and met up with little red, big bad wolf and cinderella. You could go after her. ))

[SimpleScript]

. The Beast .
Hunter William Lionsgate . 19 . Male

He was standing in the hallway by the entrance of the castle, his black coat only on his left shoulder and his knife in his belt, about to take his boots on. He just stood there, looking at the big castle door that she had been running out in all her speed, in rush to get out and away from him. Away from what he had shouted and what he had said that he imedietly regreted the moment after he said it. Letting out a heavy sigh, he put his boots on and ran quickly ran out the halfopen door, to get on his black horse and ride out of the big garden that was followed by lines on lines of flowers and rosebushes and out in the forest. He had to find her, he had to apologyze what he knew he didn't mean to say and everything that had happend earlier and that he couldn't let her leave. She had stayed there, but not in will and he knew that. Nobody wanted to stay with a beast.

(Btw, should I have a picture of him as a beast? Or is he just normal now?)

[Marballo]

I stared with wide eyes at the cookie Red was munching on. I had had nice meals since arriving here, but I missed the luxuries of home; homemade cookies fresh off of the stove, the smell of fresh paint on the walls.. I quickly stopped myself from thinking of home. It'd been a long time since I thought about it. Three months since I ended up stuck in this story. "What next?" I asked, shaking off any home-sickness. "Are there any villagers around here, or..." I trailed off.

[ratsy]

Melissa Rogers || Cinderella ||
"Well, I did see two, but no idea how many there actually are. It is what, my third hour here?" I ignored wolf-girl. She drove me absolutely crazy already, and I supposed that it made sense she was the big bad wolf one: the strongest, due to her shifting nature, and spectacularly impossible. "And if anyone has seen a gun, anywhere, just let me know right now. Feels weird without one."
I wondered if I could get anything (passage home, in the best case...) out of the entire fairy godmother thing. Well, the lady wasn't exactly in a hurry to revel herself, was she? So, for now I decided to stick with normal ways of getting what I needed, which could involve guns. Guns were the only thing I was truly good at, these days.

[cosmic-quark]

"There's a village about half a mile that way." Silver gestured towards a particularly thin patch of trees. She shifted suddenly, falling into a crouch before straightening and sniffing the air. Satisfied, she shifted back into human form.
"It's upwind," she clarified, and then wrinkled her nose. "Smells disgusting, but judging by the smell of something burning, I'd say there's probably food."