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Once Upon a Time...

Wow, this has gone incredibly quiet the last couple of days. Do I need to go around asking if everyone is still here? I know Silver and Ghost are gone for a few days, but everyone else, whats going on? Who's still here? Is anyone getting bored/lacking inspiration/motivation? What can I do to help?

I'm doing my best to push this along and get the curse going so we can go to the modern-day-world, but a few key things need to happen first to keep the plot of the modern-day-world from landing flat on it's face. But please, if anyone out there has any concerns I would ask that you either make them known here, or PM me or something. At the very least just give me updates on the progression of your posts your working on...if you're working on one at all. Or hell, even just tell me if you're waiting on someone/something first before you post. I need to know these things.

Also, for sitting through my small rant, have a cookie :) Oh, and I got tired of waiting so I made another Regina post...because I can...

Once Upon a Time...

It didn’t take long for Regina to reach the tiny village that was the home of Belle. In fact, with magic, Regina (even in her carriage) got there in less than half the time it took Mushu to reach The Dark Castle, though the horses did help a bit.

The journey there in itself was less than uneventful, as another man rode with Regina inside the carriage in the same armor that the soldiers outside wore, though his was made of leather rather than metal for easier movement. Once Regina had gotten back inside of her carriage, she faced the man opposite of her and smiled, although the man across from her did not return the courtesy.

This didn’t bother Regina, however, and removed her black gloves finger by finger, setting the delicate fabric beside her on the seat.

“You look unhappy.” She mused, keeping her eye on the man in front of her.

“You didn’t have to kill her.” The man replied, thumbing at a short dagger he held in his lap. This caused Regina to toss back her head and laugh and only when she was finished, she still couldn’t help but to chuckle here and there.

“Oh please, spare me of your heroic conscious, Huntsman.” Regina replied, causing the Huntsman to look away from his Queen and outside the carriage window. In his reaction, Regina just smirked and folded her now bare hands in her lap.

“I thought we were going to go see Rumpelstiltskin? Where are we going now?” The Huntsman asked after a few silent moments, still keeping his eyes away from Regina.

“Rumpel is still the main concern here; however that little woman on the road gave me all I needed to ensure that he won’t be interfering in my curse. Just be grateful I didn’t have to put your life on the line to do it this time.” Her demeanor had quickly changed, her voice now cruel and cold sounding, which brought the Huntsman to finally look over at her.

“And what could that poor young woman have possibly given you to ensure that?” The Huntsman required. Regina let up a cruel smile and pulled out the golden rose hair pin.

“This.” Regina said simply, and went on before the Huntsman had a chance to question how a hair accessory was going to help. “With this enchanted hair pin, I will gain the trust of the only person that Rumpelstiltskin dares to care about. And once I have her trust, I am going to crush him with it.”

"Won't The Dark One just, I dunno, KILL YOU when he finds out your involvement?"

"That's the beautiful thing about this curse; no one will have their memories, especially Rumpel. All of this-" Regina extended her arms out, gesturing out to the whole of The Enchanted Forest. "-will be gone and we, everyone here...we will all be different people, living the lives that I decide to give them."

The Huntsman returned the dagger to the inside of his boot and folded his arms across his chest, clear that he didn’t like the methods of his Queen one bit, and looked away from his Queen once more.

“Don’t forget…” Regina said, noticing his body language. She waved her hand and a small amount of orange magic appeared in the air under the Huntsman’s chin, forcing him to turn his head and look at her once more no matter how hard he tried to resist it. “…you fail me like you did with Snow, I will kill you.”

The Huntsman, unable to look away, simply swallowed hard and nodded once. Regina seemed pleased with this and waved the orange magic wisp away, leaving the Huntsman free once more.

Regina had the carriage stop far before they had arrived at the village, giving specific instructions for the entire party to wait here for her return. Now out of the carriage, Regina took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. She extended her hands out, bending them up at the elbow and felt the magic running through her fingertips and waved her hands down. A spell had been put on the Queen, a disguise, so that anyone that might look upon her would not see Regina, but a common noblewoman. The Huntsman brought Regina a small hand mirror for Regina to look over her handy-work in and nodded, satisfied. She conjured up a basket of apples and began her walk into the village.

Not many things surprised The Evil Queen, but when she arrived in the village to see that it had already been more-or-less destroyed, this put her off her game, just a bit. She passed herself off as a simple traveler, and wormed her way into the conversation of the townspeople into learning about the fire from the night before, and the feral beast attack. Now, she knew what the beast attack entailed, but the fire…that had dark magic written all over it. But instead of try to piece that together, she continued her search for Belle.

As luck would have it, Regina was just on the outskirts of town when she noticed a woman, covered in blood and limping into the village. But what Regina found more interesting than that, was that the woman was walking away from an old barn. With a small smirk, Regina, disguised as the traveler, waited until the limping woman passed her by before heading straight for the barn. It was a good thing too, because in her lack of patience Regina was about ready to kill everyone in the village that wasn’t Belle.

Single, Taken, It's Complicated [Closed]

Marx: Awww :( I hope everything is okay. If you need to talk or vent, I'm here okay?

Lily: Kinda short, kinda crappy...sue me XD

Single, Taken, It's Complicated [Closed]

Giddeon couldn't help but to crack a split smile at the reaction of the nervous girl. Even the taken ones seemed unable to talk to him without stuttering. And was it just the poor lighting in the juice bar or did he spot a hint of a blush on her cheeks? He couldn't help but take pride in that, whether it was because this young girl was able to recognize him as kind of a big deal around the city or if it was because she found him attractive. It wouldn't have been the first time a taken woman took interest in him, and he prided himself in that as well.

Clearing his throat, Giddeon had to bring himself back to why he was really there.

"I'm looking for my little sister. She might have gone through here going by Kallie?" He tried, wondering if Kallian would be stupid enough to create a fake name. He didn't know what she did in these kinds of things, he just hoped that he could find her before the cops did.

"Oh!" Giddeon held up a finger and fished his hand into his baggy pants pockets, pulling out his phone. He opened up a few applications until he found Kallian's facebook profile picture and flipped the phone over so that the blonde could take a good look. If a name didn't ring any bells, maybe a picture would. He felt his method being a bit ridiculous, feeling like some kind of cop or detective, but what else could he do right now?

As he waited for an answer, his eyes couldn't help but to glance down at the red glow stick around her wrist once more. It was a shame really, but unsurprising. She was a beautiful, young girl. Cute eyes, fun hair, little tiny nose ring...completely understandable that some lucky guy snatched her up for his own. But that's when the little devil on his shoulder started to whisper in his ear, reminding him that a boyfriend never stopped him from getting what he wanted before.

Single, Taken, It's Complicated [Closed]

Not sure if I should wait on another Kallian/H post or post again for Giddeon. Watcha think Lily?

(High Casual) Incarceron: A Sci-Fi Intergalactic Imprisonment!

I'd be fine with just allowing one more to join in before I start the IC

Single, Taken, It's Complicated [Closed]

followthecandles said
I'm awfully sorry about not being around guys. I think I might just have to leave the rp because I'm only going to get busier from here. :/

You shall be missed! :'( But thank you for letting us know rather than just disappearing, can't tell you how annoying the latter is >.>

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Maybe I should make a journal entry for Alan for how sad he was that Meg didn't come into the Deli to buy something from him. Lmao!

Sad, lovesick puppy dog with a crush going on 8 or so years now, and too shy to do anything about it.

E x ᴄ ᴀ ᴠ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ

Alan took a moment to rest his back against the stone wall and wiped the sweat off of his brow with the back of his arm. Unloading one hundred and two hundred pound pig carcasses from the freezer truck and into the deli shop was certainly exasperating, but Alan enjoyed the physical labor. Hell, he would have to if he planned on joining the service in just a few months; hauling around heavy dead pigs would be a cake-walk compared to the rigorous training that was yet to come.

Needing only a few minutes to catch his breath, Alan hoisted up the last frozen pig and hauled it into the freezer of the deli, hanging it up on a hook to keep it off of the floor. Now feeling the sweat on the back of his neck turning into little ice crystals, he hurried out of the freezer to the main part of the shop to receive his next task from his boss.

"-kid, but that doesn't mean you have to give him a raise!"

Alan stopped immediately upon hearing two voices conversing with one another. One he was able to identify as his boss, the other he wasn't too sure. He knew immediately that they were talking about him, he was the only male worker in the deli aside from his boss, and so he kept behind the wall to see if he could hear anything more.

"Says you." Alan's boss scoffed in a reply. "But as you said, he is the Mayor's boy, and I ain't so keen on having the Mayor raise my taxes because he doesn't feel that I'm paying his boy enough."

"If you really believe that, then you're a moron." The second voice replied with an airy laugh. "But that's no concern of mine. Now, my change?"

Alan sighed and ran his hand through his hair. These sorts of conversations seemed to become more and more common and he was beginning to get fed up with it. Everyone always seemed to treat him different because of his father, giving Alan whatever he wanted to keep from the Mayor raining down hell on them. He hated it, he hated being a special case.

Just a few more months, and then you're out of here for good. Alan thought to himself. Seeing that the conversation about him was over, he made himself known and entered the room, recognizing the second man now as the town's librarian. He nodded a quick hello to the man and approached his boss.

"Alan! Good, finished with the unloading have you?"

Alan nodded yes as a reply.

"Good, good. Why don't you take over the counter here while I take a lunch break aye? You could use the downtime...uh, not that you couldn't handle more labor I just meant that-"

Alan sighed and shook his head.

"Naw, it's fine. I'll be happy to take over the counter for you." He interrupted his boss, though he wasn't exactly acting like a boss lately.

"Good, good. I'll be back in an hour then." And with that, Alan's boss took off the deli apron, hung it up on the hook and took off out the door with the librarian following close behind. Knowing that he probably wouldn't get another customer for the rest of the day, Alan took a seat on the wooden stool behind the counter and reached over for a sportsman magazine on hunting and fishing in the surrounding area, and waited.

Streets on Fire (Teen Gang-Centered RP)

Schweet! More girls for Deon to hit on!