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Father Time ([personal profile] timefather) wrote in [community profile] mythmaking2013-12-08 03:00 pm

Once upon a time...

[ For the residents of Märchenstraße, and all the land surrounding it, the eighth of December was a day to look forward to. Looking at it from an outside perspective, strangers and travelers could easily assume it to be a holiday. At the very least, a day for a festival, if a modest one. A day that shopkeeps spent all morning preparing for, that all manner of creatures spent days traveling to the city to witness. They'd heard the talk that passed around, the rumors from those still left. But would it work? No one knew for sure, no matter how confident the stories seemed to be. But hope was very quickly becoming all they had left.

They had decorated the whole town. Streamers, banners, wreathes and garland made of autumn flowers, plus whatever the Fairy Godmother had cooked up. Oh, she was just giddy. No skepticism could be spoken around her, not if you wanted to escape the wrath of her wand! Rumor had it that she had caught wind of a few piglets squealing about the likelihood that their magic would fail, and that they were subsequently transformed into the band of musicians who could be found performing in the park.

Well, at least the music was festive.

Of course, the decorations weren't for the newcomers alone. Autumn was coming to a close in just a few weeks, and Old Man Winter would take the reigns like he did every year, and their weather would turn cold and harsh. The chill was already there, cool and biting when the wind picked up speed. Lady Autumn was much preferred to the citizens of the city with her gentle nature, even if she failed to show up, finishing her work in the orchards instead. That was what they liked about her.

It was mid-morning when Father Time was found outside of his tower, checking one of the numerous pocket watches he kept on his person. "Unnecessary, but comfortable," he called them, and closed the watch again. It was twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and where empty space had been just seconds before, now they were. Sitting on benches, lying in flower patches, scattered about the city and outside of the gates in peaceful slumber. They would awaken to the bells of the clock tower. Some, to many friendly and relieved faces all around them, some to grateful ones carrying gifts of food and clothing and magic, and some to fearful, cautious faces. Regardless of how the town treated them, they would awaken to a celebration of their arrival, and choices to be made, and the books. Each and every one. ]
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[personal profile] totallyfairest 2013-12-09 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ike? Eliwood? Marth? Oh dear. These are either extremely obscure tales that Apple has never heard of - and they would have to be very obscure; she makes a point of always getting to know every single student at Ever After High - or...her heart bottoms out. Or this really is the Village of Poofed Fairytales after all. Maybe - what had she heard it called? Märchenstraße? (Before her first year at Ever After High, Apple had developed a very good ear for German, in the hopes of impressing Headmaster Grimm. She had been very disappointed when it turned out he didn't so much as have an accent.) - anyway, maybe it's some kind of German slang for 'poof'.

But Owain is still talking, and something he says catches her attention away from her wandering thoughts. ]


Do I feel - ?! Oh, no, I'm not the Evil Queen! I'm Snow White! Well, I mean, I'm Apple White, but I'm going to be Snow White someday, and that's...wait, what did you say yours said?

[ Dangit, she really wishes it weren't unprincesslike to wear her glasses. She can't see the title of Owain's book, not without leaning in really close, and that would be even more unprincesslike. ]

When you say Giant-Killer, you don't mean Jack the Giant-Killer, do you? Because he definitely hasn't poofed! My parents had him over for dinner last weekend! My mother wrote me this long letter about what he was wearing this time, she's always so critical of - er, what I mean is, why would my book say 'Evil Queen' and yours say 'Giant-Killer'? Now I really don't know what's going on!
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[personal profile] pishirogane 2013-12-09 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Her face darkened. Well, at least there will be an opportunity to get to know Beast.]

I see...

I... have a number of things to think about. If you'll excuse me for now, Father Time.
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[personal profile] totallyfairest 2013-12-09 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Apple picks up the kitty's book, squinting at the title - oh, hex it, nobody else is really around anyway. She pulls her glasses out of her handbag and sets them on her nose. Much better! ]

'Puss in Boots'? Oh! Are you his... [ a very long pause. Apple is certain it is not polite to check. ] ...son? Or daughter? Or - oh, but then mine would be...

[ She finally looks down at her own book, and sees the words 'Evil Queen'.

...

Very carefully, Apple sets the books back down. ]


Well! If we both have these books, then obviously they have something to do with us, even if they aren't about, well, us. Because they can't be. Ha! Ha ha! [ No, Apple, that is the opposite of convincing laughter. ] Um. Maybe...maybe we need to find these people? Do you know where to find Puss in Boots or an Evil Queen, kitty?

[ Okay, now she really wishes she could talk to animals like Ashlynn. She's pretty sure that cats can not, as a general rule, be pointed in a direction and asked to 'lead'. Although this one does seem particularly friendly, and if he is in some way related to Puss in Boots, all bets on regular cat behavior are off. ]
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[personal profile] libero 2013-12-09 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Strange. Despite having been acquainted with very few trainers this one knew his name. As he watched Mei and her Serperior approach him, that unsettling feeling would not fade. In fact, he will look visibly downhearted while glancing at Hibiscus.]

Hello. [He lightly tugs at the brim of his hat.] Do I know you?
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[personal profile] libero 2013-12-09 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Actually, I would like to know this as well.

Just like this creature, I would also like to go back to my homeland. [Unfinished business and all that.] What about you?
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[personal profile] libero 2013-12-09 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
It couldn't hurt to try.

[Seeing his shoulder companion also flap it's wings, he smiled.]

Though I wouldn't practice in the way this one offered, however. Apparently they push their young off a tree at a very young age.
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[personal profile] libero 2013-12-09 08:23 am (UTC)(link)
[N nods and fixes his cap as he begins to walk in another direction.]

Good day, then. It was nice talking to someone who could also hear their hearts.
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[personal profile] springlamb 2013-12-09 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
I'm so sorry, but I haven't!

[The girl looks very concerned, as well as apologetic.]

If I see her, I can tell her you're looking for her!
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[personal profile] springlamb 2013-12-09 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
Hello, Paul!

[She beams up at him, hands folding behind her as she leans back to get a better look at him. She's awfully small to his awfully big, after all.]

It's wonderful! I've already met a few new people, and seen so many more!
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[personal profile] nofavorites 2013-12-09 12:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[It simply watches him go before continuing on its own way. Whether it was helpful or not, it doesn't particularly care.]
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[personal profile] nofavorites 2013-12-09 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
We've met in passing once or twice.

[And there's something in the way that's said that makes it sound like there's a hell of a lot more to that simple sentence.]
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[personal profile] moonflowering 2013-12-09 01:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Someone can understand her? He's genuinely talking to her, right?]

Over here...!

[Flapping her wings out to draw attention to herself]

You can understand me? You're talking to me, right?

[Glancing around now because she's not so sure...]
Edited 2013-12-09 13:15 (UTC)
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[personal profile] moonflowering 2013-12-09 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ . . . If only it were so easy to headdesk like this. OKAY. She's been in a crunch before (lol except never one like this orz) so she'll work with what she's got!

Flapping her wings dramatically...! Before she points with her beak to the word 'Help'.]
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[personal profile] moonflowering 2013-12-09 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's someone else feeling a bit down and out and not too happy about things. Making her way up onto the bench beside him, she sets down a journal from her beak, and sighs heavily.

What a day.]
Edited 2013-12-09 13:28 (UTC)
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[personal profile] offbeet 2013-12-09 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Waking up somewhere new was indeed exciting, but waking up somewhere new without a recollection of falling asleep made it less exciting and more curious. And awakening with a large hat on her head was even more curiouser.

Luna pushes herself up into a sitting position, realizing she is in a flower patch, and next to her is a very long tea table.]


Well, this is certainly new.

[ she tilts her head and the hat falls off onto her lap. Aside from a tag sticking in the band reading IN THIS STYLE 10/6, there isn't anything identifiable about it. She sighs, standing up and looking at the tea table again. It's long, set up for tea and snacks, and set for more than a dozen people. There's a kettle in the middle ]

No one will be able to drink this much tea before it goes cold.

[ priorities, Luna ]
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[personal profile] howherolls 2013-12-09 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Waking up in a wooden chest is not a good way to start the morning. Especially not when the last thing Peeta remembered was falling asleep in front of his canvas, trying to stave off another what Dr Aurelis called "episodes". Frantic, Peeta pushes open the lid and looks around, trying to determine what's happened.

He's oblivious to the soldier's uniform he is currently wearing, though he does notice the gun. ]


Not real...
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[personal profile] direhit 2013-12-09 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's really not hard to know the former king of Team Plasma. But when Mei catches the look he gives Hibiscus, she looks kind of worried, and a little anxious herself. Why is he looking at her like that?

...And why is he even asking that?]
What do you mean? It's me, Mei! We met in the Giant Chasm.

[personal profile] sciencewhizard 2013-12-09 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wally was wandering about, having already received his book, and he was not happy; it beamed from his face in a scathing grimace as he shuffled his feet down the city streets. He had no powers (as far as he knew); he didn't have his powers.

Grumpy speedster? Grumpy speedster.

He didn't even notice as he brushed right past Dick. That hood did a good job to disguise the brunet when Wally wasn't paying attention. And might a loose feather have floated down to cling to his suit?
]
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2013-12-09 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[He knew, deep down, that whether they liked it or not they had to abide by their given roles here. Or, at least, a little. He was still Kanji, not a beast, but he would still find a way to figure this place out and know how to be both people at once.]

[The idea of faerie tales disappearing deeply bothered him. He grew up to stories like Beauty and the Beast and tales that made you think, all while teaching you a lesson albeit outdated. He'd even heard of stories talking about what would happen if people stopped loving and reading them anymore, but now he was living it. So they had a plan- work out exactly what happens in the story that they're supposedly to relive, and have a leg up on what it was they're supposed to do. So Kanji nodded.]


I-inside... yeah.

[He shook his head to clear it and stepped forward through the front garden. But before he could finish heading up the steps and knock, the wooden doors opened, giving way to a rush of cool air from the interior. Inside, standing gathered in the foyer were at least three dozen people dressed very much in their respective roles: Crisply-dressed kitchen staff, maids and housekeepers alike, all who dipped into a bow, greeting the two of them warmly in a resounding Welcome Home. It seemed news got around of the fables' return, and they'd grown worrisome, fearful of futilely cleaning a castle with no master. Their arrival brought them a relief, shown in their eyes when they stood upright again. The Head Chef even had new pep, barking orders to the cooks to begin preparations for dinner 'just like old times', and a dozen hurried away to do just that with the mustachioed man walking with purpose to follow behind.]

...

[But Kanji didn't stop them. He was actually getting a little hungry, and was curious to see what was in store for later. But four of the maids approached to relieve the pair of their coats and Kanji stiffened, grasping his jacket to keep it on his shoulders.]

H-hey, hey, hey! Hold on a sec! L-library! We needta- We're goin' to the library to check somethin' out today.

[The maids paused, exchanging confused glances, but one quietly offered to escort them right there. Kanji sent a glance to Naoto, pink-faced. He wasn't sure he could handle pampering.]
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[personal profile] topgun_textiles 2013-12-09 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[He wasn't sure what possessed the new 'Beast', but he had to stop at the sight of such a spread. The tea smelled so good, and the snacks reminded his stomach that however long he was out, he'd taken a long nap because he was starving.]

[But he started when a girl stood holding an odd hat, and he was reminded of the Alice in Wonderland story, another he'd read many interpretations of as a kid. shit, there went any plans to sneak a quick cup of tea before heading onward to look around. ...Wait. A girl?]


...You the Hatter, or are you like me and you're the Hatter now?
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[personal profile] petitgamin 2013-12-09 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
... I wis there, an' now I'm here [It seems like the best explanation to him]
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[personal profile] petitgamin 2013-12-09 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aha, someone who looks like thye might know what's going on] 'Ere, why m'a floatin'?
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[personal profile] petitgamin 2013-12-09 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
'Ponine? [Your little brother will just be floating over you] Wat choo doin' here?
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[personal profile] petitgamin 2013-12-09 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gavroche does his - now getting fairly familiar - walking/floating routine. Then he sees someone familiar] ... Pretty Face?

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