LovelyAnastasia

Fairytale Town

Friggin hilarious! XD I can't wait till season four!

Fairytale Town

Elle chuckled and wiggled her fingers at 'Charming', giving him a smirk.
"I'll save you from de big icky vorms any time dearie," she teased lightly, "And I hope to save your poor garden too. You plant dem too rough." Although she teased him and thought rather lowly of him, she still found him amusing. And Elle was always nice. Even to someone who brought up bad memories. "Vant to trade twisted tales, darling? Ve were all talking about dem." She looked at the mermaid and her immediate enthusiasm, trying to suppress a smirk. Barking up such a dangerous tree... The forest nymph's doe eyes flashed a curious kind of gold as she glanced over at the flowers in his garden. The roughly laid plants righted themselves, sitting in their bed in neat rows, straight and tall, like children in a classroom.
"Much better," she murmured to herself.

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By the way TINAAAAAA I love her character. She is hilarious!

X-Men: The Divided

We had a cat called Monster once.

He/she had both set of genitalia, but we referred to him as 'he' before we knew. He was black except for a white spot on his chest, and so fat he laid on his back he was almost the size of a small dog. However he would only lay in places he knew people would pass by in. He'd stare you down before trying to claw your ankels, so his claws would get caught in your pants and you'd drag him down the hallway.
He would also hid under beds and try to get your feet from there as well.
And closets too.

He was just a very upset kitty.

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Ell chuckled and winked at Red, enjoying the playfulness of their banter. She'd never touch another's beloved, but she sure did like teasing them about it.

"Tis a shame they got our stories all wrong, dear," she looked down at the red haired woman, "But it isn't like dey believe them to be truth anyvay. They think ve are made up. Hence the 'fairy' in de 'fairytale'."

Elle burst out laughing when Red showed them the movies. She was laughing so hard she was holding her sides and wiping away tears. "V-VAt is dis?!" she finally managed to say, "I-Is da... Look at yu! And Wolfy too! Ahahaha! If anyvone is the druggies 'around her, vould be the people of dis age!"

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It feel familiar... I know I've heard terms like this before.

Makes sense.

Oooo nice job! Brilliant Character.

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Elle leaned against her picket fence almost leering at the prince. She smirked. "He's just a spoiled little boy vith da body of a very handsome man," she scrunched up her face when thinking of her ex-'fiancee', "Most prince types I know are down right horrid. Vith messed up minds. Danger in a gilded form."

She shoved another strand of honey hair over her ear, tilting her hat, golden does eyes narrowing in remembrance. "I'd have a volf over a prince any day!" she smirked, wiggling her eye brows at Red, "Fine as hell."

"And a curse on your family as vell, dearie!" she called in a sarcastically cheerful voice after the man who had insulted them so passive-agressively, "Druggies indeed." She snorted, "No matter the age, no matter de place, men are as rude as ever!"

Camp Half Blood

Then may I ask for a position~?


Name: Iria ("rainbow') Hester ("star")

Gender: female

Age: 18

Height: 5’5”

Weight: 140lb

Appearance:


She has dark brown hair and large eyes that always seem to change color. Iria isn’t very muscular and seems to be more soft and curvy, than like most, lean and athletic children of the Gods. She enjoys pastel colored clothing and flower prints and jewelry about stars.

Personality: Named Iria, or “rainbow”, for her mother, and given the last name of Hester, or “star” she is someone who always seems to be smiling or laughing about something. She is rather cheerful, even though most people think she shouldn’t be. In fact she seems to not be very good at being a heroic type. She isn’t demi-god strong or fast. And she certainly isn’t very good at fighting, but when it comes to healing and helping others she is rather talented. Iria often helps younger kids deal with bullies in rather creative ways and she is the one to go to if you need to sweet talk a Harpy or get into the Underworld. Even though she didn’t inherit her mother’s talent for shapeshifting, she does seem to have an unpredictable talent over rainbow light. From glowing in a soft multitude of colors to playing with tiny rainbows and even manipulating already made rainbows, it seems to be the only real power she has as a Demi-God. Well besides her unusual knack for knowing how to create cures from plants off the top of her head. Being bad at being a Demi-God should sort of put anyone in an odd spot, but Iria doesn’t mind. It merely means she can only get better, in her opinion at least.

History: As a half-blood, Iria’s case is a bit unusual. In fact she was only recently taken to Camp Half-Blood. Iria was able to live more normally than most half-blood due to the fact her father had her meditate to suppress her, er... ‘rainbow glow’. Being under too much stress often made Iria glow just a bit. Fortunately it was only when she had nightmare that it got out of control.

Until recently though. Once she turned eighteen her abnormality started getting a bit unpredictable. Sometimes when she got excited she make rainbows swirl around the ceiling. And sometimes when she got mad she’d glow as bright a star at night. Unable to cope with the sudden changes, Iria was sent to Camp Half-Blood, guided by two of her aunts, with permission from Hades. And by aunts...well...everyone seemed a bit surprised to see a pair of Harpies dropping of a cheerful young adult at the gate.

And even though Iria isn’t very good at being a Demi-God (often times monsters don’t even realize she is one, which can be a tiny bit insulting) her godly family seems to enjoy having her around. The younger, yet stronger, Demi-Gods seem to naturally enjoy her being around too.

Godly parent: Iris, Goddess of Rainbow, shapeshifter serving goddess
She was one of the few Olympians who was able to travel to the underworld. The cruel and fearsome Harpies were her sisters.

Signature Weapon: Two razor sharp fans engraved with iris flowers

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I love there sass! Any opportunity I get I use them as avatars.

I really want to use this one sometime:


Time traveled? Maybe she means forever young? Like storyland is kind of like neverland, but once you leave you start to age.

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“How silly,” Elle scoffed at how harshly Red’s tale had been twisted, “I suppose they all believe you are bald and have mouse ears too!”

Looking up, she smiled and waved to Rapunzel. “Afternoon, darling,” she said in her cheerful Russian accent. While waving to her she saw just down the street, who but the supposed charming prince elbow deep in dirt, frowning and mumbling to himself. She held back a laugh. Certainly he was a pretty prince, but even roses had malicious thorns.

“Poor little princey,” she chuckled, “He really should ask for help if he’s goin’ tu be planting things.”

“Oh dear mermaid,” Elle giggled, “If only it vere just children! Did yu know in de adult version of my tale, apparently I speak to corpses an’ my sisters cut off their heels and toes just to vear my shoes?” The gardener laughed meerily. “Some may be angry, but I find it merely amuseing that vere are all so very frail and stupid in these ‘romantic tales’.”

“Oh dear mermaid,” she shook her head, “Apparently you sale your pretty tail for legs by cutting out your tongue as vell! Vell, at least in de Russian version anyvay.”

“Rapunzel is blind in the Russian version,” Elle muttered, brushing her hands on her apron, “And falls in love vith a burglar. And vhen her criminal love abbandons her, her mother pretends as burglar to make Rapunzel fight vith and break up. Only Rapunzel gets so mad she pushes her mother right out de vindow. Poor thing.” She adjusted her sun hat. “Oh and Rapunzel dies of starvation in her tower.”

She looked over at the prince, still in dirt. “Vell did you hear de many things ‘Prince Charming’ over there has done in his tales?” she giggled, whispering to the other girls, “Apparently he kisses dead girl to vake from slumbers and slays old women disguised as dragons! Not to mention he is ‘charming, vitty and charismatic’.” She looked over at him and smirked. “Dere are many things he is and none of thoes come to mind.”