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Author Topic: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (OPEN)  (Read 7490 times)

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Offline Wicked EmiTopic starter

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #150 on: January 09, 2018, 08:49:59 PM »
Also, I'm not sure I saw where the link to the ooc and the ic was. Can I get directed to that?
And I will look for a good pic to be the header for the Lost Boys hideout "Hangmans Tree"
OOC
As for the IC, all the threads are in the OOC.
I will make the thread for Handman's Tree probably tonight or tomorrow.

Offline Chasseybaby

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #151 on: January 09, 2018, 10:09:06 PM »
Bo Peep
Name: Rachel Lambert
Nickname: Ray
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetosexual

~*~

Height: 5'4"
Weight: 135lbs
Notable body features: Covered in tattoos and has a few hidden pericings too...

~*~

Personality: Rachel lost more than her sheep that day, giving her V card to a local biker boy, she fell in love with the rough ruggedness of being a good bad girl. She has always been a bit of a tomboy and is sort of a loner while she was at school. She's somewhat punk but not to the extreme as some kids her age would be as well as is a timid and fun loving type of girl when people get to know her. She is very friendly but not very sociable with others besides her few closes friends. People find her very cryptic and mysterious at times and also a bit odd. Though quiet, she isn't someone that you'd ever want on your bad side. She has a pretty bad temper but only lashes out when she is personally attacked. She is really very insecure on the inside but tries to hide it from others around her. She is also was a very talented tattoo artist who brought her own shop and has had made a name for herself among the other fairy tales in town. She is very creative and smart; her passions and ideas steaming from her love of myths and fairy tales. She was a very lonely being a neglected child and didn't have a good life at home. She spent most of her time tattooing or smoking weed and drinking in the art room of her tattoo parlor.

+Creatative
+Quick thinker
+Savvy

+/-Avoids conflict
+/-Blunt

-Invisible to most
-Low self-esteem
-Distrustful of others

~*~

Biography:

Being the daughter of the local biker gang member was is bad enough, even more so being the product of some fumble up one night stand, worse than that, the fact her father was too wrapped up in his MC to even take care of her. Her mother, too young herself to even be a mother, took off without so much as a goodbye and left her with her father who in the end lost custody of her when she was two.

For years Ray was brought up in and out of foster homes, learning to keep your head low and your mouth shut. Till finally at the age of thirteen, she was dropped back into her mother's care, who at the time had various amounts of kids from her asshole husband. She was always quiet and usually never any trouble, but the fact she was the only ‘result of a one nighter’ in the family meant that she was ‘the black sheep’ of the family.

The same attitude went on at school, she was not accepted by any groups, save those that might be considered the geeks or loners, and even then with some disdain as they knew she was one of those unwanted kids...

Slowly…overtime Ray seemed to fade more and more into the background, she seemed somehow to disappear. Of course, some people saw the rather lovely young woman that was bright and intelligent, yet for some reason, she was often was overlooked or forgotten. Then she stumbled upon the revered world of ink and skin. She was pretty talented when it came to drawing but Ray wasn't that interested in the plain and norm of handing up art on a wall. Having her work on living canvas, who would wear her work for the rest of their lives was invigorating. She would watch artist peel away skin to create vivid images that came to life when the muscles moved and flexed. Portraits that seemed to look straight into the soul. She would volunteer her time and even helped the shop to get her chance to be able to be an artist as well. After tattooing herself for a number of years she finally got her own chair. That was how inadvertently the girl found her talent. She was a natural, or that’s what her boss told her. She only had a couple of small clients but soon her art was well known and people sought her out to have her work inked on their skin.

Once Ray turned 18 and went to college she got used to having to take care of herself, not only knowing that her parents didn't love her. But more so because life was hard, and she was saving up from all her part-time jobs and tips from the shop. She started to rebel and sneak out of the house at all hours. It wasn't just because she was some troubled kid, or abused no. It was simply because she could, and she wanted to experience things while she could. A few long parties, a few illegal drugs, all night raves and even sleeping with a few local biker boys. Why wouldn't a person want to live life to the fullest? Soon she was one of the local MC's girls, she would come and party and tattoo the guys, even slept with a number of them a time or two.

She then was able to buy her own parlor and named it Black Sheep, still in the works of remodeling she takes a few local clients till the building is up to code.


Also, I was wondering if I could have a thread for the black sheep please here's the photo for it ^^ Thanks!

Black Sheep

« Last Edit: January 09, 2018, 10:13:47 PM by Chasseybaby »

Online HazySky

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #152 on: January 10, 2018, 04:35:10 AM »
I'm working on the Hatter's character sheet today. Hope to have it done later. I'm mixing a few little supernatural twists in with him that will hopefully work out alright.

Edit.
Here's a rough draft of the Hatter for consideration please. Foxy Oni I'd like your thoughts too please given the Hatter's relationship to Alice. I hope I've incorporated the elements you mentioned to me.

The Hatter

Name: Names are like hats. Currently he is the Hatter.

Nickname: Alice calls him the Hatter and he allows her and others to do so. He has had other names before. Names are like hats. Or cigars.

Age: Old. He just doesn't look it. He appears to be in his early forties.

Gender: In a strictly physical sense male.

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

~*~

Height: Just under two metres or six feet and six inches.

Weight: Ninety kilograms or, two hundred pounds.

Notable body features: He always wears a top hat and dresses fairly sharply, if rather anachronistically in black, white, purple or a mix of these colours and he always carries a lit cigar. For Alice he has taken to wearing a waistcoat, silver fob watch and chain. When she is around he also tends to carry a teacup and saucer, but will discard it disinterestedly the moment that she leaves. Should he choose to do so he can cause glowing skeletal tattoos to appear over his flesh. However these are normally undetectable to the naked eye. His appearance tends to reflect his mood. If he becomes angry his clothing will become increasingly tattered, torn and frayed and his tattoos will appear. He leans on a black walking cane with a silver head, although he shows no sign of truly needing it.

~*~

Personality:
The Hatter is largely inscrutable. Quite why he is in the woods or what he actually does is unclear. Certainly he only began to appear as much as he now does after Alice arrived in the woods. His sense of humour is lewd and crude and his attention span is wildly variable.

He is honest. After a fashion. The Hatter will keep his word and expects other to do the same. Just remember he doesn't see things the way humans do. He is loyal. After a fashion. The Hatter respects loyalty and expects it rather than friendship or admiration. He does not get worked up easily. He simply does not care about most things, so few things give him a reason to get angry. He certainly has his trigger points and is unlikely to react well to any of them being tripped.
The Hatter is instinctively clever and resourceful based on living off his wits and experiences. He might not know how to make an atom bomb, but he surely knows how to make a house burn.
However much the Hatter might look human at the skin and bones level, deep down inside he isn't. This inhumanity might also explain why he never seems to run out of cigars. Or money. Or 'medicine' for Alice despite him having no obvious source of income. There are always more of these things in his coat pockets, always more drink in his battered silver hip flask.
He has only a vague interest in mortal concepts such as friendship, justice, truth, honesty, fairness, right and wrong.
He enjoys all the pleasures of life and will often encourage others to indulge in them as well whether this is good for them or not.
He is generally upbeat, relaxed, smiling and happy. He is willing to talk, drink, eat, smoke, fight and gamble with anyone that he meets. He does not seem to care about the outcome, only the hedonism, the rush of the moment matters and his interest can fade quickly if the rush does. This is because the Hatter simply does not actively care about most material things or most people. Things that do matter or that he takes an interest in matter to him a lot. Alice currently matters. Not much else does. Things that do not matter can be used and discarded as he sees fit.

Talking of Alice there's definite moth and flame relationship here. Quite who is the moth and who is the flame is not as straight forward as you might think though. Certainly the Hatter regards Alice as his own personal possession and he will be very, very, very angry if she is harmed or even upset. He is clearly as obsessed with her as she is with him, although the reasons for his obsession are unclear beyond Alice's obvious physical charms. Quite how long this obsession will last or what will happen once it fades is currently unclear.

The Hatter has no qualms about using violence to the point of death to get his way if he chooses. Mortals are toys and sometimes they break and sometimes it's fun to break them.
The Hatter is old and rather aloof. It will not initially enter his mind that someone else might be a rival to him. It also does not occur to him that there might be ways to make sure even he does not keep going on.

~*~

Biography:
Sometimes when you are very, very old and you don't really belong anywhere it's nice to have someone who is pleased to see you. Alice calls him the Hatter, but he was here before she was and will still be there when she is gone. Whether or not he is, was or has ever been a Hatter is irrelevant. Names are likes hats or cigars after all.
Perhaps he first saw her wandering in the wood. Perhaps he glimpsed her through a window and unlocked the asylum door through which she fled. Perhaps he simply emerged from the shadows she was wandering in because she needed something, someone, anyone. Perhaps he was there long, long before any of these things happened and Alice just did not notice him at the time.  Perhaps none of these stories are true. For his part the Hatter is clearly captivated by Alice's youthful beauty and firm, pale young body. Yes he makes use of his toy and feeds her obvious addiction to keep her close, but he  also protects and watches over her jealously, covetously. Alice is safe to wander as she pleases unless you want to cross the Hatter. She is the only person he speaks kindly to (whether or not he is actually kind to her is another matter entirely) and is genuinely pleased to see. She has also changed who he is, at least on the surface. He has changed his appearance to better become the Hatter for her. He would not do such a thing for anyone else.

The other mortals wandering around the woods serve as amusing distractions and sources of entertainment, even sustenance at times. His head might be turned by a pretty face or a firm thigh, his attention drawn by a fine glass of something strong, but these are momentary distractions. It is always to Alice that his eyes are drawn and will always return. There can be only one favourite, one treasure, one trinket, one Chosen and currently that is Alice. She alone truly matters. For her he is someone. He is her Hatter.
« Last Edit: January 10, 2018, 08:52:07 AM by skyre »

Offline Caela

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #153 on: January 10, 2018, 08:15:56 AM »
I meant to get Rapunzel done last night but sort of passed out before it happened! I'll get her done today after class.

Hope everyone's having a great week!

Offline Norsegod1839

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #154 on: January 10, 2018, 11:55:20 AM »
I hope you are as well Caela! I am looking forward to seeing Rapunzel!

Offline Caela

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #155 on: January 10, 2018, 08:51:31 PM »
Working on Rapunzel right now...am thinking she's going to be a Madame owning her own whorehouse.

Offline Caela

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #156 on: January 10, 2018, 09:41:21 PM »
Name: Regina Raylin Roberts
Nicknames: Reggie, Ray, Ma'am
Age: She's not sharing
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Mostly Heterosexual; Note: Enjoys sharing partners with other women, and enjoys making out with women during group sex but doesn't go further than kissing and caressing.

~*~

Height: 5'10
Weight: She's not sharing this either
Notable body features: Her mane of flowing red locks is her most notable feature and she's not ashamed to admit that her stylist does an amazing job hiding her original blonde! She also has a tattoo of a broken tower standing along her spine and at the base is a mass of what (on closer inspections) appears to be tangled yellow hair.

~*~

Personality: Reggie is a complex personality. On one hand she can be compasionate and she makes regular donations to children's homes but on the other she is a cunning and ruthless businesswoman who pushes the girls in her employ to maximize her own profits. She learned well from the Witch that imprisoned her and she knows how to hold grudges and how to be patient and bide her time in seeking vengence but if you don't fall on her bad side she can be quite humorous and makes an excellent companion socially or sexually.

+ Can be compassionate
+ Soft spot for children
+ Honest

+/- Can be blunt in her honesty
+/- Open, and sometimes aggressive, sexually

- Cunning
- Holds grudges
- Ruthless

~*~

Biography: Yes she was taken as a baby from her parents by a Witch demanding payment for her father's thievery; no she wasn't saved by some moon eyed Prince climbing her hair like a ladder!

Her formative years were spent locked away in a tower and her hair did grow to ridiculous lengths by modern standards but it was never long enough for the Witch to climb. Instead there was a magically sealed door at the base of the tower and sweeping stairs that led to the room at it's top where she was locked away from the world. Her only companions were the books the Witch provided and the weekly visits of the Witch herself.

In her late teens (perhaps early 20's, in truth she's not entirely certain of her own age since the Witch didn't exactly celebrate birthdays) she devised a plan and on one of the Witch's visits, she ambushed the eldery Witch, killing her by throwing her from the tower window. With the Witch dead, the spell on the door at the base of the tower broke and she was free! Though, she quickly discovered, freedom came with it's own prices.

She quickly discovered just how naive of the world the Witch had kept her. Her first stop was in a small town where the men stared at her hungrily, the women shot her dirty looks, and she quickly realized that food to fill her growling belly wasn't going to be free. She started out taking menial job, scrubbing floor, washing dishes, anything that would provide a meal and a place to sleep, but quickly realized none of these jobs were going to actually get her ahead in life, much less leave her with any kind of freedom to enjoy herself or money to spend on the pretty baubles that caught her eye.

She'd been in town for a few short months when a handsome soldier, passing through going who knows where, propositioned her for the first time. The amount of money he offered her was mind-boggling for a girl who had been scrubbing floors and she followed him back to his tent. It didn't take him long to realize her inexperience and he actually seemed to enjoy teaching the naive girl how best to please him before taking virginity. It wasn't the most enjoyable experience for her, but it was hardly the worst it could have been either. He'd been gentle enough claiming her maidenhead and when she left him it was with a tip that nearly doubled his offered price to begin with!

Realizing she could make far more money pleasing men than scrubbing floors, she eagerly began to ply her trade but quickly learned another lesson...the village she was in was too small and she wasnt discreet enough. Gathering the money she'd made she was glad to leave the village behind, making her way to larger towns, each offering new lessons in how to improve her chosen trade and in how to maximize her own pleasure in the partners she took to her bed, until she finally had enough money saved to open her own small brothel.

Unlike many Madame's she continues to work, though perhaps not as much as her girls do, when a patron strikes her fancy. She works her girls hard, expecting the most from them, but she also pays them well and ensures they have a place to live and food to eat in home. Taking patrons on the side is highly discouraged however, and her current stable of girls whisper tales to any new hires of girls that have disappeared after breaking this cardinal rule.

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Offline Foxy DeVille

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #157 on: January 10, 2018, 09:50:57 PM »
I'm working on the Hatter's character sheet today. Hope to have it done later. I'm mixing a few little supernatural twists in with him that will hopefully work out alright.

Edit.
Here's a rough draft of the Hatter for consideration please. Foxy Oni I'd like your thoughts too please given the Hatter's relationship to Alice. I hope I've incorporated the elements you mentioned to me.

The Hatter

Name: Names are like hats. Currently he is the Hatter.

Nickname: Alice calls him the Hatter and he allows her and others to do so. He has had other names before. Names are like hats. Or cigars.

Age: Old. He just doesn't look it. He appears to be in his early forties.

Gender: In a strictly physical sense male.

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

~*~

Height: Just under two metres or six feet and six inches.

Weight: Ninety kilograms or, two hundred pounds.

Notable body features: He always wears a top hat and dresses fairly sharply, if rather anachronistically in black, white, purple or a mix of these colours and he always carries a lit cigar. For Alice he has taken to wearing a waistcoat, silver fob watch and chain. When she is around he also tends to carry a teacup and saucer, but will discard it disinterestedly the moment that she leaves. Should he choose to do so he can cause glowing skeletal tattoos to appear over his flesh. However these are normally undetectable to the naked eye. His appearance tends to reflect his mood. If he becomes angry his clothing will become increasingly tattered, torn and frayed and his tattoos will appear. He leans on a black walking cane with a silver head, although he shows no sign of truly needing it.

~*~

Personality:
The Hatter is largely inscrutable. Quite why he is in the woods or what he actually does is unclear. Certainly he only began to appear as much as he now does after Alice arrived in the woods. His sense of humour is lewd and crude and his attention span is wildly variable.

He is honest. After a fashion. The Hatter will keep his word and expects other to do the same. Just remember he doesn't see things the way humans do. He is loyal. After a fashion. The Hatter respects loyalty and expects it rather than friendship or admiration. He does not get worked up easily. He simply does not care about most things, so few things give him a reason to get angry. He certainly has his trigger points and is unlikely to react well to any of them being tripped.
The Hatter is instinctively clever and resourceful based on living off his wits and experiences. He might not know how to make an atom bomb, but he surely knows how to make a house burn.
However much the Hatter might look human at the skin and bones level, deep down inside he isn't. This inhumanity might also explain why he never seems to run out of cigars. Or money. Or 'medicine' for Alice despite him having no obvious source of income. There are always more of these things in his coat pockets, always more drink in his battered silver hip flask.
He has only a vague interest in mortal concepts such as friendship, justice, truth, honesty, fairness, right and wrong.
He enjoys all the pleasures of life and will often encourage others to indulge in them as well whether this is good for them or not.
He is generally upbeat, relaxed, smiling and happy. He is willing to talk, drink, eat, smoke, fight and gamble with anyone that he meets. He does not seem to care about the outcome, only the hedonism, the rush of the moment matters and his interest can fade quickly if the rush does. This is because the Hatter simply does not actively care about most material things or most people. Things that do matter or that he takes an interest in matter to him a lot. Alice currently matters. Not much else does. Things that do not matter can be used and discarded as he sees fit.

Talking of Alice there's definite moth and flame relationship here. Quite who is the moth and who is the flame is not as straight forward as you might think though. Certainly the Hatter regards Alice as his own personal possession and he will be very, very, very angry if she is harmed or even upset. He is clearly as obsessed with her as she is with him, although the reasons for his obsession are unclear beyond Alice's obvious physical charms. Quite how long this obsession will last or what will happen once it fades is currently unclear.

The Hatter has no qualms about using violence to the point of death to get his way if he chooses. Mortals are toys and sometimes they break and sometimes it's fun to break them.
The Hatter is old and rather aloof. It will not initially enter his mind that someone else might be a rival to him. It also does not occur to him that there might be ways to make sure even he does not keep going on.

~*~

Biography:
Sometimes when you are very, very old and you don't really belong anywhere it's nice to have someone who is pleased to see you. Alice calls him the Hatter, but he was here before she was and will still be there when she is gone. Whether or not he is, was or has ever been a Hatter is irrelevant. Names are likes hats or cigars after all.
Perhaps he first saw her wandering in the wood. Perhaps he glimpsed her through a window and unlocked the asylum door through which she fled. Perhaps he simply emerged from the shadows she was wandering in because she needed something, someone, anyone. Perhaps he was there long, long before any of these things happened and Alice just did not notice him at the time.  Perhaps none of these stories are true. For his part the Hatter is clearly captivated by Alice's youthful beauty and firm, pale young body. Yes he makes use of his toy and feeds her obvious addiction to keep her close, but he  also protects and watches over her jealously, covetously. Alice is safe to wander as she pleases unless you want to cross the Hatter. She is the only person he speaks kindly to (whether or not he is actually kind to her is another matter entirely) and is genuinely pleased to see. She has also changed who he is, at least on the surface. He has changed his appearance to better become the Hatter for her. He would not do such a thing for anyone else.

The other mortals wandering around the woods serve as amusing distractions and sources of entertainment, even sustenance at times. His head might be turned by a pretty face or a firm thigh, his attention drawn by a fine glass of something strong, but these are momentary distractions. It is always to Alice that his eyes are drawn and will always return. There can be only one favourite, one treasure, one trinket, one Chosen and currently that is Alice. She alone truly matters. For her he is someone. He is her Hatter.

That's.... pretty awesome.

Offline Kuroneko

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #158 on: January 10, 2018, 10:41:12 PM »
Rapunzel is serious catnip  O8)

Offline Caela

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #159 on: January 10, 2018, 11:48:45 PM »
Rapunzel is serious catnip  O8)

She'll take appointments from her favorite kitties.

Online HazySky

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #160 on: January 11, 2018, 02:47:48 AM »
That's.... pretty awesome.

I'm glad you like him.  :-)

If what I've roughed out is approved I will tidy the sheet up and put a picture in for the final version of the sheet.

Offline Kuroneko

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #161 on: January 11, 2018, 01:09:12 PM »
She'll take appointments from her favorite kitties.

Meewow  8-)

Offline Caela

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #162 on: January 11, 2018, 09:38:13 PM »
Meewow  8-)

~shows the kitty the appointment book~ What precisely is Mr. Chess looking for this visit?

Offline sullivanthedreadlord

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #163 on: January 11, 2018, 09:58:14 PM »
Can people still join? I was thinking about Pinocchio. I basically see him as being opposite of what the blue fairy wanted him to be. So instead of being brave, loyal and honest. He is going to be Cowardly, disloyal and a habitual liar. I was thinking of having something other than his nose grow bigger. Since he lies a lot it would either have to be A- something larger than a white lie or B) when he is being honest and true.

Offline Wicked EmiTopic starter

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #164 on: January 11, 2018, 10:45:44 PM »
Can people still join? I was thinking about Pinocchio. I basically see him as being opposite of what the blue fairy wanted him to be. So instead of being brave, loyal and honest. He is going to be Cowardly, disloyal and a habitual liar. I was thinking of having something other than his nose grow bigger. Since he lies a lot it would either have to be A- something larger than a white lie or B) when he is being honest and true.
This was supposed to close yesterday, but since I didn't actually close it for personal stuff...I will allow you to make Pinocchio on the strictness that you have to have a sheet done no later than Sunday. The IC has officially started and we are rather male heavy with more than a few RSVP'ing without a sheet.

Offline sullivanthedreadlord

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (CLOSED)
« Reply #165 on: January 12, 2018, 12:46:11 AM »

Name: Pinocchio
Nickname: Woody
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi

~*~

Height: 5' 11
Weight: 175
Notable body features: Large tattoo of a whale on his back. There is also a naked blue fairy on his chest ridding a wooden phallic object while in the middle of a moan with her toes curled and hands gripping the shaft. She is wearing only what looks like silk stockings and a single high heeled shoe dangling off her right foot. The stocking on her left leg is pushed down to her ankle.

~*~

Personality: On the surface Pinocchio seems like a kind hearted and honest man. He always does his best to hide every thing behind a smile and reserved charm. It would always seem that he is going out of his way to be kind and honest when it comes to older men and women that he meets. For the most part he is a trusting young man who is easily swayed when his conscious isn't around to tell him not do something.

+ Kind and honest to Older Men
+ Shows kindness to Older Women
+ Doesn't like to be openly violent

+/- Can very soft spoken and reserved
+/- Prefers to sugar coat things than to tell the honest truth

- Disloyal
- Dishonest
- Easily tempted

~*~

Biography:

The stories are true, and he was not born but made. The Doll maker Geppetto had life a long and lonely wife. He had never gotten married and the only thing he had wanted in his life was a son. One day he wished upon a star and the blue fairy came along and granted his wish. Pretty much everyone knows how the story happens after that. The young boy who was once a puppet went on an amazing and frightening adventure which taught him very valuable lessons along the way. He wouldn't have become the brave and honest young man that would sacrifice his own life to save his papa from that giant whale that ate them both. So, the puppet became a real boy and along with his conscious and father grew up.

Sure, everyone knows the origin story of how the boy who was a puppet became a real boy. Of course, the story ended there, and nobody knows how the boy lived his life. What is the true story of what happened after that? Well that story seems to change depending on how is asking and who he is telling it to. No know would ever really find out the true tale of this fairy tale boy who grew up.

Even after sifting through all the different versions of what happened to him growing up there comes to be a similar theme. At some point in his life his conscious either mysteriously vanished one day or was killed by the boy himself. In his late teens his father died of a heart attack. No proof was show or at least found that any foul play was involved but of course the boy inherited his father’s doll shop. So, the young man who had been training under his father to make dolls took over the doll shop and it continued for years making the same things that his father used to make. Of course, his father didn’t just make dolls as his wood carving expertise expanded to other things like making custom furniture.

When the young man turned 20 he closed his father’s store and moved. After picking the most perfect location he opened his new store which was simply called Woody’s Toy Store. From the moment you walked into the store you knew this was not what you would expect for a kind looking young man. Of course, his store is not filled with simply the mundane. It is a treasure trove of magical items for the lustful and the sinful. Want a potion that will make you hard all night, Woody is the man to see. Want a magical phallus that feels real when inside, then come on down. If you can think it, he can produce it for you. Compared to what is inside the store, the outside looks clean and proper. Of course, you can’t really see through the windows into the interior. With how nice the outside looks with a simple Sign that says Woody’s Toy Store you must go inside to know what he sells there. The sign itself has large simple letters the color of varnished wood. At the very end of the name is a simple image of a small fairy. No one exactly where the magic in his shop comes from. Some say that it’s a rogue fairy who helps him out behind the scene. Even stranger its said that it’s the blue fairy herself. With digging any deeper no one may ever find out the truth.

With his store having been open for several years now the young man has found himself enjoying his new life in the new town that he moved too. For the most part he kept himself to the background. He never really liked to make waves and since he had kept to himself to the background. Nothing has really tempted him like it had in the past but with his conscious long gone it was always a matter of time before some one or something would tempt him down the darker path in life.



Online HazySky

Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (CLOSED)
« Reply #166 on: January 12, 2018, 04:01:21 AM »

Name: Names are like hats. Or cigars. Currently he is the Hatter.

Nickname: Alice calls him the Hatter and he allows her and others to do so. He has had other names before. After all names are like hats. Or cigars.

Age: Old. He just doesn't look it. He appears to be in his early forties.

Gender: In a strictly physical sense he is male.

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

~*~

Height: Just under two metres or six feet and six inches.

Weight: Ninety kilograms or, two hundred pounds.

Notable body features: He always wears a top hat and dresses fairly sharply, if rather anachronistically in black, white, purple or a mix of these colours and he always carries a lit cigar. For Alice he has taken to wearing a waistcoat, silver fob watch and chain. When she is around he also tends to carry a teacup and saucer, but will discard it disinterestedly the moment that she leaves. He prefers wine or rum to tea after all. Should he choose to do so he can cause glowing skeletal tattoos to appear over his flesh. However these are normally undetectable to the naked eye. His appearance tends to reflect his mood. If he becomes angry his clothing will become increasingly tattered, torn and frayed and his tattoos will appear. He leans on a black walking cane with a silver head, although he shows no sign of truly needing it. Anyone looking closely will notice not only that he casts no shadow himself, but that shadows close him seem to writhe and crawl like living things in terrible torment. The Hatter can disappear into or emerge from the shadows seemingly at will. There is a terrible, soulless, hungering darkness in his eyes and in his smile. The endless, inevitable hunger of the open grave.

~*~

Personality:
The Hatter is largely inscrutable. Quite why he is in the woods or what he actually does is unclear. Certainly he only began to show himself openly as much as he now does after Alice arrived in the woods. His sense of humour is lewd and crude and his attention span is wildly variable.

He is honest. After a fashion. The Hatter will keep his word and expects other to do the same. It is one of the few constants that he can be relied upon to uphold. Just remember he doesn't see things the way humans do.

He is loyal. After a fashion. The Hatter respects loyalty and expects it rather than friendship or admiration. He does not get worked up easily as he simply does not care about most things, so few things give him a reason to get angry. He certainly has his trigger points and is unlikely to react well to any of them being tripped.

The Hatter is instinctively clever and resourceful. This based on living off his wits and experiences rather than genius or education though. He might not know how to make an atom bomb, but he surely knows how to make a house burn.

However much the Hatter might look human at the skin and bones level, deep down inside he isn't. This inhumanity might also explain why he never seems to run out of cigars. Or money. Or 'medicine' for Alice despite him having no obvious source of income. There are always more of these things in his coat pockets, always more drink in his battered silver hip flask.
He has only a vague interest in mortal concepts such as friendship, justice, truth, honesty, fairness, right and wrong.
He enjoys all the pleasures of life and will often encourage others to indulge in them as well whether this is good for them or not.

He is generally upbeat, relaxed, smiling and happy. He is willing to talk, drink, eat, smoke, fight and gamble with anyone that he meets. He does not seem to care about the outcome, only the hedonism, the rush of the moment matters and his interest can fade quickly if the rush does. This is because the Hatter simply does not actively care about most material things or most people. Things that do matter or that he takes an interest in matter to him a lot. Alice currently matters. Not much else does. Things that do not matter can be used and discarded as he sees fit.

Talking of Alice there's definite moth and flame relationship here. Quite who is the moth and who is the flame is not as straight forward as you might think though. Certainly the Hatter regards Alice as his own personal possession and he will be very, very, very angry if she is harmed or even upset. He is clearly as obsessed with her as she is with him, although the reasons for his obsession are unclear beyond Alice's obvious physical charms. Quite how long this obsession will last or what will happen once it fades is currently unclear.

The Hatter has no qualms about using violence to the point of death to get his way if he chooses. Mortals are toys and sometimes they break and sometimes it's fun to break them.

The Hatter is old and rather aloof. It will not initially enter his mind that someone else might be a rival to him. It also does not occur to him that there might be ways to make sure even he does not keep going on.

~*~

Biography:
Sometimes when you are very, very old and you don't really belong anywhere it's nice to have someone who is pleased to see you. Alice calls him the Hatter, but he was here before she was and will in all likelyhood still be there when she is gone. Whether or not he is, was or has ever been a Hatter is irrelevant. Names are likes hats. Or cigars after all.

Perhaps he first saw her wandering in the wood. Perhaps he glimpsed her whilst peering in through a window and unlocked the asylum door through which she fled. Perhaps he simply emerged from the shadows she was wandering in because she needed something, someone, anyone. Perhaps he was there long, long before any of these things happened and Alice just did not notice him at the time. Perhaps he played with matches when he should not have. Perhaps none of these stories are true. For his part the Hatter is clearly captivated by Alice's youthful beauty and firm, pale young body. Yes he makes use of his toy and feeds her obvious addiction to keep her close, but he  also protects and watches over her jealously, covetously. Alice is safe to wander as she pleases unless you want to cross the Hatter. She is the only person he speaks kindly to (whether or not he is actually kind to her is another matter entirely) and is genuinely pleased to see. She has also changed who he is, at least on the surface. He has changed his appearance to better become the Hatter for her. He would not do such a thing for anyone else.

The other mortals wandering around the woods serve as amusing distractions and sources of entertainment, even sustenance at times. His head might be turned by a pretty face or a firm thigh, his attention drawn by a fine glass of something strong, but these are momentary distractions. It is always to Alice that his eyes are drawn and will always return. There can be only one favourite, one treasure, one trinket, one Chosen and currently that is Alice. She alone truly matters. For her he is someone. He is her Hatter.



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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #167 on: January 12, 2018, 08:31:49 PM »
~shows the kitty the appointment book~ What precisely is Mr. Chess looking for this visit?

What's the special of the day?  8-)

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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #168 on: January 12, 2018, 10:37:22 PM »
Bo Peep
Name: Rachel Lambert
Nickname: Ray
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetosexual

~*~

Height: 5'4"
Weight: 135lbs
Notable body features: Covered in tattoos and has a few hidden pericings too...

~*~

Personality: Rachel lost more than her sheep that day, giving her V card to a local biker boy, she fell in love with the rough ruggedness of being a good bad girl. She has always been a bit of a tomboy and is sort of a loner while she was at school. She's somewhat punk but not to the extreme as some kids her age would be as well as is a timid and fun loving type of girl when people get to know her. She is very friendly but not very sociable with others besides her few closes friends. People find her very cryptic and mysterious at times and also a bit odd. Though quiet, she isn't someone that you'd ever want on your bad side. She has a pretty bad temper but only lashes out when she is personally attacked. She is really very insecure on the inside but tries to hide it from others around her. She is also was a very talented tattoo artist who brought her own shop and has had made a name for herself among the other fairy tales in town. She is very creative and smart; her passions and ideas steaming from her love of myths and fairy tales. She was a very lonely being a neglected child and didn't have a good life at home. She spent most of her time tattooing or smoking weed and drinking in the art room of her tattoo parlor.

+Creatative
+Quick thinker
+Savvy

+/-Avoids conflict
+/-Blunt

-Invisible to most
-Low self-esteem
-Distrustful of others

~*~

Biography:

Being the daughter of the local biker gang member was is bad enough, even more so being the product of some fumble up one night stand, worse than that, the fact her father was too wrapped up in his MC to even take care of her. Her mother, too young herself to even be a mother, took off without so much as a goodbye and left her with her father who in the end lost custody of her when she was two.

For years Ray was brought up in and out of foster homes, learning to keep your head low and your mouth shut. Till finally at the age of thirteen, she was dropped back into her mother's care, who at the time had various amounts of kids from her asshole husband. She was always quiet and usually never any trouble, but the fact she was the only ‘result of a one nighter’ in the family meant that she was ‘the black sheep’ of the family.

The same attitude went on at school, she was not accepted by any groups, save those that might be considered the geeks or loners, and even then with some disdain as they knew she was one of those unwanted kids...

Slowly…overtime Ray seemed to fade more and more into the background, she seemed somehow to disappear. Of course, some people saw the rather lovely young woman that was bright and intelligent, yet for some reason, she was often was overlooked or forgotten. Then she stumbled upon the revered world of ink and skin. She was pretty talented when it came to drawing but Ray wasn't that interested in the plain and norm of handing up art on a wall. Having her work on living canvas, who would wear her work for the rest of their lives was invigorating. She would watch artist peel away skin to create vivid images that came to life when the muscles moved and flexed. Portraits that seemed to look straight into the soul. She would volunteer her time and even helped the shop to get her chance to be able to be an artist as well. After tattooing herself for a number of years she finally got her own chair. That was how inadvertently the girl found her talent. She was a natural, or that’s what her boss told her. She only had a couple of small clients but soon her art was well known and people sought her out to have her work inked on their skin.

Once Ray turned 18 and went to college she got used to having to take care of herself, not only knowing that her parents didn't love her. But more so because life was hard, and she was saving up from all her part-time jobs and tips from the shop. She started to rebel and sneak out of the house at all hours. It wasn't just because she was some troubled kid, or abused no. It was simply because she could, and she wanted to experience things while she could. A few long parties, a few illegal drugs, all night raves and even sleeping with a few local biker boys. Why wouldn't a person want to live life to the fullest? Soon she was one of the local MC's girls, she would come and party and tattoo the guys, even slept with a number of them a time or two.

She then was able to buy her own parlor and named it Black Sheep, still in the works of remodeling she takes a few local clients till the building is up to code.


Also, I was wondering if I could have a thread for the black sheep please here's the photo for it ^^ Thanks!

Black Sheep
Will get on ^.^
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Name: Regina Raylin Roberts
Nicknames: Reggie, Ray, Ma'am
Age: She's not sharing
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Mostly Heterosexual; Note: Enjoys sharing partners with other women, and enjoys making out with women during group sex but doesn't go further than kissing and caressing.

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Height: 5'10
Weight: She's not sharing this either
Notable body features: Her mane of flowing red locks is her most notable feature and she's not ashamed to admit that her stylist does an amazing job hiding her original blonde! She also has a tattoo of a broken tower standing along her spine and at the base is a mass of what (on closer inspections) appears to be tangled yellow hair.

~*~

Personality: Reggie is a complex personality. On one hand she can be compasionate and she makes regular donations to children's homes but on the other she is a cunning and ruthless businesswoman who pushes the girls in her employ to maximize her own profits. She learned well from the Witch that imprisoned her and she knows how to hold grudges and how to be patient and bide her time in seeking vengence but if you don't fall on her bad side she can be quite humorous and makes an excellent companion socially or sexually.

+ Can be compassionate
+ Soft spot for children
+ Honest

+/- Can be blunt in her honesty
+/- Open, and sometimes aggressive, sexually

- Cunning
- Holds grudges
- Ruthless

~*~

Biography: Yes she was taken as a baby from her parents by a Witch demanding payment for her father's thievery; no she wasn't saved by some moon eyed Prince climbing her hair like a ladder!

Her formative years were spent locked away in a tower and her hair did grow to ridiculous lengths by modern standards but it was never long enough for the Witch to climb. Instead there was a magically sealed door at the base of the tower and sweeping stairs that led to the room at it's top where she was locked away from the world. Her only companions were the books the Witch provided and the weekly visits of the Witch herself.

In her late teens (perhaps early 20's, in truth she's not entirely certain of her own age since the Witch didn't exactly celebrate birthdays) she devised a plan and on one of the Witch's visits, she ambushed the eldery Witch, killing her by throwing her from the tower window. With the Witch dead, the spell on the door at the base of the tower broke and she was free! Though, she quickly discovered, freedom came with it's own prices.

She quickly discovered just how naive of the world the Witch had kept her. Her first stop was in a small town where the men stared at her hungrily, the women shot her dirty looks, and she quickly realized that food to fill her growling belly wasn't going to be free. She started out taking menial job, scrubbing floor, washing dishes, anything that would provide a meal and a place to sleep, but quickly realized none of these jobs were going to actually get her ahead in life, much less leave her with any kind of freedom to enjoy herself or money to spend on the pretty baubles that caught her eye.

She'd been in town for a few short months when a handsome soldier, passing through going who knows where, propositioned her for the first time. The amount of money he offered her was mind-boggling for a girl who had been scrubbing floors and she followed him back to his tent. It didn't take him long to realize her inexperience and he actually seemed to enjoy teaching the naive girl how best to please him before taking virginity. It wasn't the most enjoyable experience for her, but it was hardly the worst it could have been either. He'd been gentle enough claiming her maidenhead and when she left him it was with a tip that nearly doubled his offered price to begin with!

Realizing she could make far more money pleasing men than scrubbing floors, she eagerly began to ply her trade but quickly learned another lesson...the village she was in was too small and she wasnt discreet enough. Gathering the money she'd made she was glad to leave the village behind, making her way to larger towns, each offering new lessons in how to improve her chosen trade and in how to maximize her own pleasure in the partners she took to her bed, until she finally had enough money saved to open her own small brothel.

Unlike many Madame's she continues to work, though perhaps not as much as her girls do, when a patron strikes her fancy. She works her girls hard, expecting the most from them, but she also pays them well and ensures they have a place to live and food to eat in home. Taking patrons on the side is highly discouraged however, and her current stable of girls whisper tales to any new hires of girls that have disappeared after breaking this cardinal rule.

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Looks really nice, excited to see how she stirs the pot ^.^
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Name: Pinocchio
Nickname: Woody
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi

~*~

Height: 5' 11
Weight: 175
Notable body features: Large tattoo of a whale on his back. There is also a naked blue fairy on his chest ridding a wooden phallic object while in the middle of a moan with her toes curled and hands gripping the shaft. She is wearing only what looks like silk stockings and a single high heeled shoe dangling off her right foot. The stocking on her left leg is pushed down to her ankle.

~*~

Personality: On the surface Pinocchio seems like a kind hearted and honest man. He always does his best to hide every thing behind a smile and reserved charm. It would always seem that he is going out of his way to be kind and honest when it comes to older men and women that he meets. For the most part he is a trusting young man who is easily swayed when his conscious isn't around to tell him not do something.

+ Kind and honest to Older Men
+ Shows kindness to Older Women
+ Doesn't like to be openly violent

+/- Can very soft spoken and reserved
+/- Prefers to sugar coat things than to tell the honest truth

- Disloyal
- Dishonest
- Easily tempted

~*~

Biography:

The stories are true, and he was not born but made. The Doll maker Geppetto had life a long and lonely wife. He had never gotten married and the only thing he had wanted in his life was a son. One day he wished upon a star and the blue fairy came along and granted his wish. Pretty much everyone knows how the story happens after that. The young boy who was once a puppet went on an amazing and frightening adventure which taught him very valuable lessons along the way. He wouldn't have become the brave and honest young man that would sacrifice his own life to save his papa from that giant whale that ate them both. So, the puppet became a real boy and along with his conscious and father grew up.

Sure, everyone knows the origin story of how the boy who was a puppet became a real boy. Of course, the story ended there, and nobody knows how the boy lived his life. What is the true story of what happened after that? Well that story seems to change depending on how is asking and who he is telling it to. No know would ever really find out the true tale of this fairy tale boy who grew up.

Even after sifting through all the different versions of what happened to him growing up there comes to be a similar theme. At some point in his life his conscious either mysteriously vanished one day or was killed by the boy himself. In his late teens his father died of a heart attack. No proof was show or at least found that any foul play was involved but of course the boy inherited his father’s doll shop. So, the young man who had been training under his father to make dolls took over the doll shop and it continued for years making the same things that his father used to make. Of course, his father didn’t just make dolls as his wood carving expertise expanded to other things like making custom furniture.

When the young man turned 20 he closed his father’s store and moved. After picking the most perfect location he opened his new store which was simply called Woody’s Toy Store. From the moment you walked into the store you knew this was not what you would expect for a kind looking young man. Of course, his store is not filled with simply the mundane. It is a treasure trove of magical items for the lustful and the sinful. Want a potion that will make you hard all night, Woody is the man to see. Want a magical phallus that feels real when inside, then come on down. If you can think it, he can produce it for you. Compared to what is inside the store, the outside looks clean and proper. Of course, you can’t really see through the windows into the interior. With how nice the outside looks with a simple Sign that says Woody’s Toy Store you must go inside to know what he sells there. The sign itself has large simple letters the color of varnished wood. At the very end of the name is a simple image of a small fairy. No one exactly where the magic in his shop comes from. Some say that it’s a rogue fairy who helps him out behind the scene. Even stranger its said that it’s the blue fairy herself. With digging any deeper no one may ever find out the truth.

With his store having been open for several years now the young man has found himself enjoying his new life in the new town that he moved too. For the most part he kept himself to the background. He never really liked to make waves and since he had kept to himself to the background. Nothing has really tempted him like it had in the past but with his conscious long gone it was always a matter of time before some one or something would tempt him down the darker path in life.
Looks good, excited to see how is in knowing everyone's little secrete ;P
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Name: Names are like hats. Or cigars. Currently he is the Hatter.

Nickname: Alice calls him the Hatter and he allows her and others to do so. He has had other names before. After all names are like hats. Or cigars.

Age: Old. He just doesn't look it. He appears to be in his early forties.

Gender: In a strictly physical sense he is male.

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

~*~

Height: Just under two metres or six feet and six inches.

Weight: Ninety kilograms or, two hundred pounds.

Notable body features: He always wears a top hat and dresses fairly sharply, if rather anachronistically in black, white, purple or a mix of these colours and he always carries a lit cigar. For Alice he has taken to wearing a waistcoat, silver fob watch and chain. When she is around he also tends to carry a teacup and saucer, but will discard it disinterestedly the moment that she leaves. He prefers wine or rum to tea after all. Should he choose to do so he can cause glowing skeletal tattoos to appear over his flesh. However these are normally undetectable to the naked eye. His appearance tends to reflect his mood. If he becomes angry his clothing will become increasingly tattered, torn and frayed and his tattoos will appear. He leans on a black walking cane with a silver head, although he shows no sign of truly needing it. Anyone looking closely will notice not only that he casts no shadow himself, but that shadows close him seem to writhe and crawl like living things in terrible torment. The Hatter can disappear into or emerge from the shadows seemingly at will. There is a terrible, soulless, hungering darkness in his eyes and in his smile. The endless, inevitable hunger of the open grave.

~*~

Personality:
The Hatter is largely inscrutable. Quite why he is in the woods or what he actually does is unclear. Certainly he only began to show himself openly as much as he now does after Alice arrived in the woods. His sense of humor is lewd and crude and his attention span is wildly variable.

He is honest. After a fashion. The Hatter will keep his word and expects other to do the same. It is one of the few constants that he can be relied upon to uphold. Just remember he doesn't see things the way humans do.

He is loyal. After a fashion. The Hatter respects loyalty and expects it rather than friendship or admiration. He does not get worked up easily as he simply does not care about most things, so few things give him a reason to get angry. He certainly has his trigger points and is unlikely to react well to any of them being tripped.

The Hatter is instinctively clever and resourceful. This based on living off his wits and experiences rather than genius or education though. He might not know how to make an atom bomb, but he surely knows how to make a house burn.

However much the Hatter might look human at the skin and bones level, deep down inside he isn't. This inhumanity might also explain why he never seems to run out of cigars. Or money. Or 'medicine' for Alice despite him having no obvious source of income. There are always more of these things in his coat pockets, always more drink in his battered silver hip flask.
He has only a vague interest in mortal concepts such as friendship, justice, truth, honesty, fairness, right and wrong.
He enjoys all the pleasures of life and will often encourage others to indulge in them as well whether this is good for them or not.

He is generally upbeat, relaxed, smiling and happy. He is willing to talk, drink, eat, smoke, fight and gamble with anyone that he meets. He does not seem to care about the outcome, only the hedonism, the rush of the moment matters and his interest can fade quickly if the rush does. This is because the Hatter simply does not actively care about most material things or most people. Things that do matter or that he takes an interest in matter to him a lot. Alice currently matters. Not much else does. Things that do not matter can be used and discarded as he sees fit.

Talking of Alice there's definite moth and flame relationship here. Quite who is the moth and who is the flame is not as straight forward as you might think though. Certainly the Hatter regards Alice as his own personal possession and he will be very, very, very angry if she is harmed or even upset. He is clearly as obsessed with her as she is with him, although the reasons for his obsession are unclear beyond Alice's obvious physical charms. Quite how long this obsession will last or what will happen once it fades is currently unclear.

The Hatter has no qualms about using violence to the point of death to get his way if he chooses. Mortals are toys and sometimes they break and sometimes it's fun to break them.

The Hatter is old and rather aloof. It will not initially enter his mind that someone else might be a rival to him. It also does not occur to him that there might be ways to make sure even he does not keep going on.

~*~

Biography:
Sometimes when you are very, very old and you don't really belong anywhere it's nice to have someone who is pleased to see you. Alice calls him the Hatter, but he was here before she was and will in all likelihood still be there when she is gone. Whether or not he is, was or has ever been a Hatter is irrelevant. Names are likes hats. Or cigars after all.

Perhaps he first saw her wandering in the wood. Perhaps he glimpsed her whilst peering in through a window and unlocked the asylum door through which she fled. Perhaps he simply emerged from the shadows she was wandering in because she needed something, someone, anyone. Perhaps he was there long, long before any of these things happened and Alice just did not notice him at the time. Perhaps he played with matches when he should not have. Perhaps none of these stories are true. For his part the Hatter is clearly captivated by Alice's youthful beauty and firm, pale young body. Yes he makes use of his toy and feeds her obvious addiction to keep her close, but he  also protects and watches over her jealously, covetously. Alice is safe to wander as she pleases unless you want to cross the Hatter. She is the only person he speaks kindly to (whether or not he is actually kind to her is another matter entirely) and is genuinely pleased to see. She has also changed who he is, at least on the surface. He has changed his appearance to better become the Hatter for her. He would not do such a thing for anyone else.

The other mortals wandering around the woods serve as amusing distractions and sources of entertainment, even sustenance at times. His head might be turned by a pretty face or a firm thigh, his attention drawn by a fine glass of something strong, but these are momentary distractions. It is always to Alice that his eyes are drawn and will always return. There can be only one favorite, one treasure, one trinket, one Chosen and currently that is Alice. She alone truly matters. For her he is someone. He is her Hatter.

Very interesting Hatter!
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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #169 on: January 12, 2018, 11:29:11 PM »
What's the special of the day?  8-)

For Chesire? Reggie could negotiate.  >:)

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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #170 on: January 12, 2018, 11:38:36 PM »
For Chesire? Reggie could negotiate.  >:)

Exxxxcellent.  >:)

Poor Puss feels left out now ;-)

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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #171 on: January 13, 2018, 03:41:07 AM »
there
Will get on ^.^
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Looks really nice, excited to see how she stirs the pot ^.^
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Looks good, excited to see how is in knowing everyone's little secrete ;P
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Very interesting Hatter!
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I look forward to playing her! Mischief will occur.

Exxxxcellent.  >:)

Poor Puss feels left out now ;-)

Hehehe...Puss can make his own appointments and if he's not her favorite....well he'd never know!
« Last Edit: January 13, 2018, 03:42:10 AM by Caela »

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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (REBOOTED!!)
« Reply #172 on: January 13, 2018, 04:54:52 PM »

Hehehe...Puss can make his own appointments and if he's not her favorite....well he'd never know!

Naughty  ::)

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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (OPEN)
« Reply #173 on: February 13, 2018, 06:04:48 PM »
Spots have come open so this is open again. Hopefully we can find some new blood

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Re: Into The Woods: Fairy Tales Gone Wrong (OPEN)
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