Fairytale AU Meme [Open]

[firesealed]

Pick one of my characters and I'll toss a disney/fairytale au scenario at you! I've got some rough descriptions of their roles below. You can start, or you can just give their name in a top-level and I’ll write something up. These can be shippy or not, although given the descriptions I’ll probably tend towards that way unless you tell me you don’t want that

Alec: Damsel in distress, suicidal, who thinks this whole thing is stupid and this story can be ended if anyone at any point just solves the problem of the ‘princess’ for good

Annabel: Necromancer, who tries to find love by bringing hers back from the dead

Dominic: Knight, who’s pretty sure that he’s supposed to slay the ‘dragon’ but might end up falling in love with him/her instead

I-No: The evil witch, finds delight in other people’s suffering

Ivy: The persecuted heroine, who badly wants to believe in love but doesn’t really believe that it can trump the facts of life

Kai: Prince charming, careful and earnest, hugely romantic who thinks that life’s course can be changed by love

Ky: Either the hero, earnest but not very good at people, or the damsel in distress who’s going to apologize for having to be rescued

Rose: Ghost girl, who will accept a coat in exchange for being able to touch and feel for a while

Sol: The dragon, why are you waking him up from his nap just to rescue a princess? He doesn’t have time for this crap.

Valentine: The evil king whose goal in all of this is power and also just seeing the ordinary people scramble

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Kai

[dangerouslyinlove]

It can be hard to stay in this form for long, but small dragons that could be mistaken for birds at first glance can usually get around more than his true form, as a giant, black dragon with glistening eyes that more than one knight has tried to slay. Ryoji knows quite well how to defend himself against such types, but... he knows they don't represent humans as a whole, so he's always been curious. Most of the times he's flown through the kingdom have been to look at things and try to figure out how they are, but. That hasn't gone very well.

So once he managed to get this form working for him, he flew eagerly into the kingdom, but, um. Apparently if you're smaller it takes longer to fly, so Ryoji perches himself on a high up window for a break. Between the flight and maintaining this form, he's a little tired.

[tothealtar]

Kai is wandering the palace. He’s not a prisoner here, he’s an honored inhabitant, but some days that doesn’t feel so different from being a prisoner. There’s a whole world outside of the palace, and he sees it on hunting trips or not at all. At least the fact that Kai’s father is starting to get irritated by Kai’s lack of success on the hunting trips means that there have been more of them, of late.

The palace, though, Kai does know, so it holds little enough interest for him. Instead he spends a lot of time gazing out the window, and when he sees the unusual shape — a bird, it has to be — he moves a little towards it, curious. “Hey there,” he says to it, in the manner of a man speaking to a plant, or his dogs, or anything that he doesn’t expect to hear speak back.

[dangerouslyinlove]

Oh, there's a person! And he's not screaming! This is already an improvement on any interactions Ryoji's had with people so far.

"Hello!" the creature chirps right back, and... belatedly, Ryoji realizes maybe he should have kept quiet. Talking animals, if the boy couldn't tell he was a dragon, were not uncommon but not exactly well received everywhere. Shoot. He'll have to cover... by making polite conversation. This is how you people, right? "What's your name? I'm Ryoji!"

[tothealtar]

Kai blinks at it, and he does take a careful step backwards but he’s more curious than he is wary. He just feels that he ought to be cautious of things that show up in his window and start talking to him.

“I’m Prince Kai,” he answers, and he’s a little surprised that the creature doesn’t already know that. then again, there is a lot that Kai doesn’t know about it. “What are you?”

[dangerouslyinlove]

He's a prince? Did Ryoji land in the palace? ...He probably landed in the palace. That would explain why this is so high up. Um. Oops.

"...What do you think I am?" he asks right back, trying to gauge the prince's reaction. This is totally a legit question, right? Because... magic?

Ky!

[poolhall_killer]

[There's a prince in distress, but it's a different kind of distress.

The young Venom's been eyeing the hero of the land for quite some time, and after a long journey, the hero Ky coming to visit the kingdom. The castle's staff has been at work for days, cleaning and preparing for the brave youth's visit. They want everything to be perfect, and will stop at nothing to accomplish it.

When the evening sets in, and everything is in place. The royal family waits patiently to welcome Ky while the prince frets quietly over meeting him.]

[closedcircuit]

[Ky knows this to be a part of his duty and his mission, but he can’t help being a tiny bit irritated at the idea of it all. There are things that he should be doing, and enjoying a dinner feels a little too much like resting on his laurels.

Still, he dare not be late, so he isn’t, entering the gates and seeing that his horse is well taken care of before he is escorted in to meet the royal family.

His bow is nothing short of polite. Since he has to be here, he might as well make the best of it.]

[poolhall_killer]

Welcome to our realm, Sir Kiske.

[They begin to chat as the prince nervously watched Ky and noted all that armor. He's much more handsome in person...]

We've prepared a special meal with all the specialties of the region. Stay for as long as you like.

[Venom's parents escort Ky to the table, where it's definitely packed with a LOT of food. As for Venom, he's keeping his distance, shyly continuing his watching.]

[closedcircuit]

[Ky blinks a little when he sees all the food that's been placed out for him.]

You've flattered me.

[Which means they can stop now if they want, he certainly hopes there won't be more than one meal like this.

Still, he'll try a little of everything, which is probably all the food he'll need.]

[poolhall_killer]

[The king and queen will be going off to partake as well, leaving their prince to approach the hero. The poor boy is very nervous, meeting the man who has accomplished many great things in the name of peace and justice.]

G-good evening, Sir Kiske.

[It's a start. Venom's not used to interactions. He's always in the library, studying and reading his days away.]

Sol or Dominic (or even Ky idk 8D WHOEVER WOULD BE MOST FUN)

[stopinthenameofawe]

Sailors are very superstitious people, and in many respects they have to be. If they didn't believe in the myths of yore, then they would be faced with too many unfamiliar creatures on the open sea, and thus meet their end. Which is why any good sailor or one who listens to their mates' stories will try to ignore the sound coming in over the lull of the waves, a sweet song that practically begs to be investigated.

Which is, naturally, exactly what the beautiful siren perched on the rock is hoping for, her eyes watching the boats full of potential prey as they sail past, a smile curling on her lips as the sailors on board fight the mystical melody.

[firesealed]

Dragons are not very superstitious, but that’s because this one, at least, knows that all that shit people talk about is probably real. Sol himself is proof enough of that. He’s a creature of fire, not water, but the water’s awfully in his way and Sol doesn’t have a problem flying over it.

He’s also not about to be lured into drowning, either, although he does settle on another rock just to listen for a while. The siren’s song is a nice one, to be certain, and something he could listen to for a while. If he’s also keeping an eye out for boats, while, he is a dragon. Maybe she’ll expect him to roast them.

[stopinthenameofawe]

Melissa has no such ambitions about drowning a dragon- it would be impressive, certainly, but perhaps there's a bit of a kinship, creatures that humans couldn't hope to understand and instead choose to fear. (Though, at least in the case of this siren, that's probably at least a little warranted.)

She seems him there- he would be hard to miss- and while her eyes flicker over to him her song doesn't change. Her magic is strong, so he might feel a few affects of it, but he's certainly not like to feel like taking a swim.

[firesealed]

He’ll wait for a little while longer, before he grunts. And if that doesn’t make it clear that he wants her attention, then the fact that he speaks next should do that.

“There’s a ship comin’.” Of course there’s always a boat of some sort headed one way or another, but Sol wouldn’t bother mentioning it if he didn’t think it relevant.

[arkbound]

Dominic is no sailor, but that is precisely why he is on a ship at the moment. He’s found his sea legs, after only a little jeering from the crew, but they’re not jeering now. Most of them have stuffed up their ears with cotton, but Dominic himself has swallowed a potion that may or may not be effective — thanks court wizards, no really, thanks.

He’s ordered them towards the sound, and they can guess that he’s not moving away by the grim look on his face and for a moment Dominic is worried that they’ll throw this whole mission in jeopardy for the sake of some superstitions that have gone unchallenged for too long.

[stopinthenameofawe]

That's interesting. Melissa keeps on singing, but her eyes never leave the ship approaching her. Most know better than to do that, especially since sirens are perpetually perched on rocks and usually in rough waters. Usually, sailors will just jump overboard if they've fallen for her song, so this is suspicious. She'll throw a bit more magic into it, to see if that changes it at all, but she's preparing to slip under the water if she needs to.

[arkbound]

Dominic feels the urge, the desire to pursue that beautiful music so he can fill his head and his life with it, but it’s something that can be overcome by the force of will. He doesn’t know if that’s the potion at work, the fact that he’s better trained for this sort of thing than the average sailor, or simply that they’re not yet close enough. He shouts over the waves, and now he’s entering truly unknown territory.

“I would speak to you.”

Alec of course~

[straighttotheheart]

These aren't his favourite jobs, rescuing the children of nobles from kidnappers. But they pay well, and normally aren't too difficult. Half the ransom is still normally double what he'd get fighting a dragon.

It's times like these he doesn't mind not having a family, not being too close to anyone. No one to use against him. Leaving a few bodies behind him he wipes the blood off his sword and raps on the door they had been guarding. It's locked, but he can kick it in if it's the right one. "Tremontaine?"

[foepas]

Alec flinches at the name, but that’s stupid, so stupid, and he knows it. He’s been kidnapped for being a Tremontaine, of course everyone knows who he is. It’s just that he’s never had the option to be anything else, and he would have chosen anything at all over this.

That the voice is unfamiliar means nothing at all to Alec. There seems to be a semi-regular rotation of his guards, likely because if there weren’t he’d be better able to drive them into doing something idiotic. “I’m still alive, yes, but there is time to change that. I assure you, my family should thank you for it. I will.”

[straighttotheheart]

Richard actually lets out a startled bark of laughter at that. Normally when he rescues nobles, they're positively pleading to be saved.

"No, I don't think they'd pay me if I brought back a corpse. They seem to be rather fond of you, even, given the figure they're offering." It's not the correct way to address a prince, but Richard has never cared about that. "Just a moment."

He rolls over one of the guards and searches for a key, then does the same for another and is successful this time. "I'm coming in now, Prince Tremontaine."

[foepas]

“I’m sure that they’ll find a reason not to pay it anyway, so you might as well save yourself the trouble.”

Despite his words, Alec is pressed with his back against the far wall when the door enters, and his eyes dart towards the open door with something closer to relief than anything else.

Sol

[apocalypticsemblance]

Normally it was the knight sent to vanquish the dragon and spare the kingdom.

It's a little different when said kingdom is an invading force that's decided the dragon is simply in the way. Perhaps of use, perhaps nothing more than nuisance with a lair between them and their goal, but nevertheless something requiring address.

Instead of a knight, they sent a sorceress. A small, quiet witch with only her orders in mind, taken from some forgotten place and shaped into the perfect tool for such a quest. Her life, by and large, wouldn't affect them if it were lost.

She summons three constructs to assist her progress, fending off monsters and bandits, watching from her perch atop her familiar. It's dull. Dreadfully so. But at least it goes by quickly.

It's best to conserve her energy, anyway. For all her deep connection to the magic of the world, it isn't good to spend it needlessly. She might need to unleash it against something else, after all.

"The final obstacle."

And then she will have accomplished her task.

There's no effort to hide herself as she presses into what they've determined is the dragon's territory, either. She'll either find it first or be found; she's calculated what she can of the risk and is confidant she won't fail.

After all, these are her orders.

[firesealed]

Sol’s not the capturing princess type, or even stealing gold that doesn’t actually belong to him and is wanted by someone else. The truth is that dealing with knights is decidedly not worth the effort when he’s happy on his mountain by himself, not being bothered.

And that’s the most important part of all this, that he doesn’t want to be bothered.

So he’ll rouse himself when he is, going to greet the intrusion on ground that’s familiar to him.

“Y’should turn back now,” he warns, breathing out a lazy curl of fire while he’s at it.

"Before I have to smash you into the ground." She's such a little thing, too.

[apocalypticsemblance]

His warning meets only a blank face; Valentine isn't moved. Neither the show nor the threat really change anything, either. Instead, she tilts her head ever so slightly as her fingers slide down the cord they're wrapped around--leading up to the leathery, patchwork demon that hovers close by.

"You are in the way," she says, voice an airy monotone. "You have two options: assist us or disappear."

[firesealed]

Fine. He figured it would go something like this. There’s just no being reasonable with some people. He likes option three anyway, which is lighting them all on fire and getting them to leave him the hell alone.

His burst of flame is much stronger this time, and much more far-reaching as well, cutting towards that cord as her presumed weakness in connection.