Welcome one, welcome all to Entis. A lot has changed from my last thread A Fair Mafia War and the progress is going great. Anyways this RP is rated mature for strong language, death, drugs,
violence, sexual content, and all manner of adult content. Also please excuse any grammar and spelling mistakes, I was excited to get this back up.
Disclaimer: Original character do not belong to me, they belong to their rightful owners. The only things I own is the plot and the new personalities of each character I use.
Fairy Tales, Myths, Legends, Fables, Tall Tales- we've heard one or another at some point in our lives and they have all been heavily sugarcoated. For some reason every one is afraid of telling the truth, no one wants to be responsible for ruining the imagination and wonder that came with the telling of these stories. I don't mean the "truths," that already exist- of the little mermaid turning to sea foam, of Alice and the looking glass, of Peter defending Neverland- all of those are lies. Your world of fairy tales are completely different from mine, whereas your picture books and movies are things of imagination, my grey skies and air heavy with that of magic and ill intent are real.
Sin, debauchery, pain, and suffering is all that we know. The world you read about is not full of rainbows and daisies. Everyday is something new, be it a new blood stain on the streets, a body laying face first in an alley left to rot, a public execution because some poor soul was caught stealing and the already scared shitless citizens have to oppressed even further, some rich bastard flaunting and parading around with pockets full of gems and gold to see what kind of women he can lure to lay with him, or the misuse of magic to completely change the flow of the universe.
Only those so full of evil and hatred take joy in watching the weak suffer. And it is only those who are so full that keep history from rewriting itself, but in the worst way possible.
In this world we call Entis, this world we call home, we have run out of hope for the light and for freedom. We have run out of resistance. We all are a dying race.
But I fight until my hands bleed.
I will fight until I'm covered in scars.
I will fight until I collapse from exhaustion.
I will fight until I free my people.
I will fight until oppression is a thing of the past.
I will fight until we can all see the light again.
In the land of the north where the forests are dense and the mountains tower over everything with daunting shadows, resides the mother of dragons and queen of the fey and humans. She rules with a mouth full of poison and a fist made of iron. To cross her would be death in the belly of a dragon, or the pain of being burned alive, or squashed beneath her feet. Her name is fear, her name is evil, her name is…Maleficent.
"Is greed not one of the seven sins? Does greed not tempt you to take what does not belong to you?" "What prompts greed? Fear? Power? Or perhaps both?" "Whatever you classify greed as, is definitely what Stefan was and I had the pleasure to watch as greed fell to his doom." "When the curse of fear that blanketed the castle lifted, the realm of fey would no longer be hunted, home was safe."
"But what is love? Can you define it? Is it too a tale? A curse?" "I've had love and I've had lovers. I've lived knowing ignorant bliss and I've lived my life with a curse hanging over my head, but I've also lived knowing the hot tempers of passion and lust." "Stefan my bliss and my curse, Diaval and prince Phillip my stoked embers and roaring infernos." "All were affairs and all took but never gave, regardless all were mine." "Though I suppose superiority counts as a gift in a way. Phillip- the lovely little dear let me rule- doing as I pleased at the drop a dime." "It was electrifying, but I spoiled him, so when I said 'no,' he lost his mind. He's not dead nor is he crazy, he's just lost." "I've no idea where he is or where he went, but I'm sure he's catching his thrills elsewhere."
"The love I had for my beastie was maternal. I raised her- clearly a thing those three twits didn't know how to do- I protected her, but I cursed her to a death she did not deserve." "But my love was enough to heal her, so I took her under my wing to help her rule the kingdom she deserved." "My maternal love only went so far and as did my trust. Humans are truly difficult things to please, just as lust is a dangerous sin to part from." "Aurora and Diaval both my loves, both with a darling attachment to each other and lust, both akin to disappointment and heartbreak, both only knew how to take as I continuously gave." "For some reason I just can not kill what I love, but vendetta's are a curious thing. So with banishment came eternal silence and amnesia for my beastie and to be cursed as a crow once again for Diaval."
"I will not sit here and be made a fool of in my own kingdom and I will surely no longer give all that I have for everyone to just take." "I will take what I please and not give in return, I will sing my song of glory as I watch the world burn under the scrutiny of my flames."
"This is my kingdom, of dragon scale, flames, and titanium."
All the land and sea to the west of Entis is where the Jolly Roger is a permanent part of the horizon, an environment of perpetual humidity, and rain. Where swamps thrive, where lakes grow so big you'd think they were an ocean, and where the beaches run coasts with sand as black as the midnight sky. Everything his feet touch and his eyes graze belongs to him. He takes what he wants, when he wants. This is the domain of the seafaring mongrel Captain Hook.
"Revenge is fucking great! I don't think anyone could ever be happier than I was when I got my revenge!" "But let me teach you a lesson on obsession and naivety. Don't have one and don't be it, simple as that." "Take my advice, unless you want your hand stolen by a child and fed to a damn crocodile!" "Anyways, that's besides the point I'm trying to make." "I want all of you washed up has-beens to know that here I am mother fucking K-I-N-G!"
"Everything my ship touches is mine, below the surface or on land it is or will be mine." "If you resist than you can kiss your sorry life goodbye. I don't want to waste time on sniveling brats and idiots who think they can be heroes." "Just ask the poor saps on Neverland, they're nothing without their village idiot Pan, or a croc to distract me." "But if I find you somehow worth my time, then I'm willing to take prisoners of war, or slaves, whichever I deem fit."
"If you got all that I'm off to have a little fun with Tiger Lily, maybe a mermaid or two."
In the south where the sun beats down, unforgiving with heat, and where wind carries crimson sand to scratch at your skin is the land ruled by a true serpent king. Nestled between a seemingly never ending desert and few mountains with oasis far and few between is where Jafar continues to build the kingdom he has always dreamed of. Using brute strength, razor wit, and black magic, the King cobra has melted the color of blood into the sand and created rivers of poison to herd the poor sheep he governs, lest they be lost to the dungeons forever.
"I don't need to brag and shout profanities, or riddle you with past woes. I will just tell you what I have done to better this atrocity of a kingdom." "Simply put, out with the old and in with the new. Aladdin and the old sultan are dead, Jasmine is my slave and the genie is sealed away in his lamp in some far off distant land buried ten thousand feet underground."
"Now if that's all, I have a kingdom to rebuild. Oh but do send my regards to the red queen, she gets so lonely when I don't visit."
To the east is where nothing makes sense. Where the flowers talk, where you have to be three feet tall just to get to some places, where you never know weather up is down and down is up. A place that makes you feel like you snorted a bunch of pixie dust is where the 'The Butcher' lives, but most know her as 'The Red Queen,' or the 'Queen of Hearts'. Contrary to her title she hates the sight of blood- quite ironic.
"Agrabah is quite a lovely place, what with it's beautiful red sands. I'm trying to take a page from my darling serpent and have everything coated in red here in Wonderland." "I don't want to see any white, it's such a traitorous color…my sister's favorite color." "It's not strong enough to dethrone me and the help of a little girl doesn't make it any stronger." "But it seems blue was strong enough to kill my beloved jabberwocky!"
"Deep breaths dear, it won't do to get all worked up….one…two."
"Right, everything is okay, they were painted red in the end and Hook was sweet enough to give me a new pet. Such a cutie pie the never beast is." "Oh! But did I tell you about the Hatter?" "My, my, what a man! He's such a tease too- always running away right when I've got my hands around him. But he can't hide what's behind his eyes." "Maleficent said it herself, lust is a dangerous sin that can stoke fires so high you become reckless…or something along those lines. The Hatter will be mad about me, just you wait." "And when he does, well red has more than one meaning, something my darling snake taught me oh so well."
"Now away with you, I've got a city to paint."
But where are the saviors?
What happened to them?
Many have been killed, others are lost, and only a few are a part of "Spellbound". A small group of fairy tales that exist to bring back happily ever after.
It's time to make a stand.
It's time to deliver our people to freedom.
It's time we come together to bring back the light.
It's time for Spellbound to make a name.
**Note - You do not have to play any character from this list if you do not wish to. These are just spots I want to have filled if possible. If the character is deceased don't worry about it.**
Sleeping Beauty-
Aurora: ALIVE
King Stefan: DECEASED
Diaval: ALIVE
Maleficent: ALIVE
Prince Phillip: ALIVE;MIA
Peter Pan-
Peter: ALIVE;MIA
Captain Hook: ALIVE
Tic-Toc: DECEASED
Tiger Lily: ALIVE
Aladdin-
Aladdin: DECEASED
Former Sultan: DECEASED
Jasmine: ALIVE
Jafar: ALIVE
Genie: ALIVE;MIA
Alice in Wonderland-
Alice: DECEASED
White Queen: DECEASED
Mad Hatter: ALIVE;MIA
Cheshire Cat: ALIVE
Queen of Hearts: ALIVE
Spellbound-
Alaura Oris (Luminous Heaven): ALIVE
????? (The Boy Who Cried Wolf): ALIVE
????? (Little Red Riding Hood-The wolf): ALIVE
????? (Alice In Wonderland-Chesire cat): ALIVE
Peter Pan: ALIVE;MIA
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Username: Luminous Heaven
Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood
Name: Alaura Oris
Age: 22
Appearance:
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Bio: Alaura was just your average farm girl who lived in a small farming village along the eastern coast of Maleficent's kingdom. She never knew her father, so she grew up with her mother and her grandmother. She had friends throughout her life, but every time she seemed to get too close they disappeared, first Delano, then Ludus, and finally Peter. As she got older times became tougher for her village, so she set out to find ways to help keep her people safe. She trained with some of the stronger men, learned to hunt and survive in the wilderness, picked up weapon knowledge from the blacksmith, and plants and herbs from the healer, and what she couldn't be taught she read for herself. But when the time came to put her knowledge to the test she failed. The Queen of Hearts was merciless when she destroyed Alaura's village and all the poor fifteen year old could do was hide and quake like a leaf, crying for it all to stop. When she opened her eyes everything was gone. No houses stood, no animals squealing in panic, there weren't even bodies littering the ground, just grass coated with blood for miles. With nothing but the clothes on her back and a small pocket knife a traumatized Alaura made her way to the woods to find her grandmother, but was stopped by a very familiar wolf. Deep down Red knew her grandmother had not survived, so she left everything behind to live with the wolves. They treated her like their own and taught her the way of the wolf, and when she came of age they gave her the 'Mark of the Wolf. But time soon came for her to be with her own kind, so she left, and set out to do fulfill her dear Peter's dream.
Relationship(s):
Delano (Lumberjack): My childhood friend
Growing up in the same village Alaura and Delano were bound to become acquainted with one another and eventually a form of friends. It didn't take long for the two to become stuck together at the hip- they hardly left the others side. The older they became the more aware of their feelings they grew. But when she turned eleven Colin mysteriously disappeared, leaving little red without a best friend.
Ludus (Wolf): My saviour
After losing Delano Alaura buried herself in work, helping her mother around with the farm chores, and delivering food and medicine to her grandmother who lived in the woods. Hunting season was a big thing for the men in her small village and for some reason it seemed to last all year round. Traps would always be lying around hidden out of sight and somehow Red always seemed to get caught in some no matter how careful she was. One rainy day on her usual visit to her grandmother's Alaura was caught was caught in a bear trap that almost took her foot, but had it not been for a lone wolf prowling the area she would have never been saved.
Peter (Peter Pan): My closest friend
He showed up like a mystery, passed out on her porch drenched in water, with cuts all over his face in arms. And like any other twelve year old girl she screamed and ran for her mother. He stayed with Alaura and her mother for two years, claiming he wanted to be an ever greater hero than he already was. He was a bit naive, cocky, and not really all that serious, but he had drive so Red decided to help him out. No one took the two serious enough when they said they would form a team to defeat the evil in the land. And when they set out to do good, they were cursed by those who had lost all hope and their scorn discouraged Peter. Just as mysteriously as he showed up, he left.
Attracted to?: No one at the moment.
Affiliation: Hero;Spellbound
Personality: Level-headed, street smart as well as book smart, loyal, and a smooth talker
Weapons: Chains, Poisons, and a SIG Sauer P938
Extra: People usually call her 'Red' or 'Little Red'
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