The Twisted Fairy Tail
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Thread Topic: The Twisted Fairy Tail
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NOTE: Each chapter is revolving around each user. (ex. Character A finds Character B and learns a story based off of a Grimm/Mother Goose/other fairy tail. Character A finds Character C, ect.)
NOTICE: Since it is based off of these stories, and some are my own, it might get pretty f---ed up. I'll warn you at each point that it will get that way.
Dark wandered aimlessly through the forest, her eyes wide and awed. She had been dared by Anime and Br0wnies to go find the mysterious house that was in the center of the creepy forest. It was told that you could find people living in the huge mansion- duplicates of them, anyways. And they'd tell you that person's past.
She had tripped over roots, scraped her hands, and had bug bites all over arms. She struggled through the underbrush, trying hard not to start crying. Maybe they wanted her to get lost, or trip and die. She didn't want to die.
As Dark looked up, an old house caught her eye. She couldn't tell what color it was. It was brown, then it was black, and then it was white, or some other color. She ran towards it. Could it be.. It was the mansion! So it DID exist. As she reached the door, she found a warning on the door.
If you dare to enter, you will find yourself staring at your double who plans to tell your story. You will learn dark secrets that not a single person wants known. Beware...
Her nose twitched as she stared at a line that was at the bottom of the note. She stared harder. Suddenly, her name appeared on the line. Dark, have fun. Shuddering, she threw the door open with her shoulder. The first thing she saw was a sign in sheet a few feet away. Past that was a long hall. She entered, and the door slammed shut behind her.
As she wrote her name into the sign in sheet, the first door creaked open a bit. She heard laughter from the room. Who was the person in Room 1? Better find out, huh? -
Ooh this is cool OuO
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Beautiful.
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oh this is cool
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OuO *Eats popcorn*
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Chapter One
Br0wnieBunny
WARNING: Contains slight gore.
Dark crept over to the door, peering in. There was Br0wnieBunny, sitting on the floor, giggling her butt off about something. In her hand were dolls that appeared to be based off of some anime thing. She stepped into the room, frowning.
"There there, Gundam. Your hamsters will live on with your spirit.. Too bad you died." The giggling girl plucked the doll's head off, setting it in the center of some realistic looking hamsters. As she did this, her eyes trailed up to see the redhead standing there. "Oh! Another visitor! Another person to share a story with!" She jumped up with delight, a smile on her face. "Welcome to the Memory Mansion, Mistress Dark. I'll be the first story teller." She shoved herself up with her hands, running over to Dark.
"Each time you want to hear a story, you'll need to hold out your right hand. You'll be put to sleep. Don't worry, we won't kill you. Well, some of us won't. You can worry about the malicious memories later. You have a guide waiting for you outside of your room, anyways. She'll take care of you. You'll only need to give her one thing in the end~" Br0wnieBunny stopped to stroke her hair. "You'll wake up after each story's over. Have fun, Mistress!"
She impatiently held out her left palm. Dark shakily put her right hand onto the other's hand. At first, nothing happened. But after that, Dark began to grow tired. She let out a noise before falling backwards and slamming onto the ground, asleep.
In a place that many people lived, there was a Prince. The Prince was lonely and needed a princess. However, he needed someone who would be truthful to him. A princess that wouldn't lie when she was uncomfortable. So, he decided that he'd invite all of the women in his kingdom to participate in a single trial.
The Prince and his mother prepared a bed that was twenty feet high. The Prince himself made the ladder that was to be on top. Underneath all of these was a single pea.
Several maidens slept upon the bed. Each one said, "I slept peacefully!" to the Prince. Not a single of of them really slept peacefully. They either had a problem with the height or they felt the pea, however, they refused to tell him because they thought he didn't want a wife that was going to complain about it.
Finally, a young girl came to represent her family. She was the only one who wasn't married off. Her name was Madison. When the Prince saw her, he thought that she was an angel- a slightly dirty angel, that is. She was the last person to sleep on those mattresses. All night, she tossed and turned, unable to get any sleep.
In the morning, she climbed down the ladder. The Prince asked her if she had a good night's sleep. She responded, "It was horrible! There was something in the center of my back, and I felt like I'd fall and die at any minute! I prefer hay.."
The Prince laughed, a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry for making you hurt, dear. You're the one that I've been looking for. Will you marry me?" Madison scowled, shoving her hand away. "I don't want to be yours. I have a family." "But, Madison-" "I SAID NO!" The enraged peasant slammed the Prince's head into a wall. She did it several times until his face was deformed and didn't look right at all.
Madison never left a trace when she returned home. When they ask what happened, she said, "He asked me a question and I felt uncomfortable."
Dark awoke with a slight headache. When she stood up, Br0wnieBunny was smiling down at her. "Wasn't I a loyal princess?" She beamed, tilting her head. "You better go get that guide~!" -
*asked not ask
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Amazing. XD I love the end. "Wasn't I a loyal princess?")
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DAYUMM DIS IS INTERESTING WRITE MORE :D
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Aw. x3 That was lovely~
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Room Two
TheColdestSun
WARNING: Contains semi-gore, hinted nudity, and death.
Dark stood, staring at the girl she'd now forever know as Madison. The more she thought about it, the more it scared her that she could get her own head bashed into a wall. She hurried out of the room and found her face in a pair of boobs.
The girl supporting them looked mischievous- Happy, but mischievous. She patted Dark's head. "It's lovely to meet you, Mistress Dark. Oh, how I hate formalities.. Your name will now be Darkness. YOU HEAR THAT, SCUMBAGS? YOU'RE NOT TO CALL HER MISTRESS. OR I'LL SHOOT YOU IN THE HEART."
Dark blinked several times as she pulled away from the woman. The girl waved her fingers to reveal unbelievably sharp claws. She gulped, staring at them.
"Darkness, I'm your bodyguard. I'm known as TheColdestSun to the dumbasses around here, but you need to call me Maru. We're going to become best friends during your stay here, so I hope you'll cry when you have to leave. You're going to wanna hear my story, aren't you? We need to go to my room to make it happen." The girl grabbed Dark's wrist, dragging her to the room with a bloody '2' on the front.
Maru jerked Dark's right hand over, making sure that her palm was facing up. She smiled sweetly and said, "Sweet dreams, Darkness." She put her hand over the other girl's. Once again, Dark got tired and passed out. Maru caught her just before she hit the floor.
There once was a kind man who liked to write songs and poems and myths and tales. He liked to sit by the fire and sing these songs and poems and myths and tales. One thing that he found that amused him most was helping other people that weren't as fortunate as him.
One day, a terrible storm broke out. The winds from the storm knocked trees down. The rain made animals drown in their homes buried deep underneath the ground. It was such a terrible storm, and anyone or anything outside would surely perish from the cold weather.
The kind man was much more fortunate than anything outside. He was content beside his fire, writing his songs and poems and myths and tales. In his stove was a fat hen, waiting to be cooked all the way through. Beside it was a few bottles of wine and a plate.
As the storm got worse, he noticed that he heard an odd noise coming from outside of his house. He furrowed his brow. "Why, what a peculiar noise. I've never heard such a thing. What might be out in the cold?" The man stood from his spot on the floor, walking over to the door. He opened it.
On the wet ground was a little black kitten. Its fur was plastered to its body, its eyes clouded over. It let out a pathetic mew. The kind man picked it up and carried it into his house, exclaiming, "Why you poor little thing! You must have been waiting for me all of this time, and I didn't do a thing!" He set it down beside the fire, putting a large towel over it. "Wait here, I'll go get you some milk. Don't you go dying on me."
The kind man took a bowl out of his cupboard and set it down on the counter. He grabbed a glass of milk from the far end of the counter and poured it into the bowl. From there, he carried the bowl of milk to the fire.
The sweet little cat he saw was nowhere to be found. In its place was a teenage girl that had dark red hair. She had nothing on other than the towel that he had given the cat. The kind man was bewildered. "Where is the cat?" He asked. The girl said naught a word, just stared at the fire. He noticed that her eyes and hair were dazzling. She looked like an angel.
"I am the cat, kind sir. Your kindness released the curse from me. I am in your debt. However, I am in need of clothing. Do you have a long shirt you could spare?" She looked over at him, an embarrassed smile on her face. The kind man went into his bedroom, retrieving a dress and a pair of underwear. "My wife left these behind. They seem to be able to fit you. He turned away as she changed into it.
She yawned, looking at him. The kind man was still staring at her. "I need just one more thing. I need your heart, you see, so I can easily change back from being a cat and a human. Don't worry, I'll properly bury your body." He laughed, turning his back to her. "You make such fine jokes, miss-" He was cut off as a pair of claws were shoved in the area around his heart. She ripped it out from behind, smiling. "Thank you, kind sir. I think I've repaid your debt, I saw you peeking. What a naughty sir you are."
Dark woke up on Maru's bed. She was grinning widely at her. "Did you like it? Now you know that I'm not like you. I'm what you might call a cat demon. That guy was close to death anyways- he never left that boring house." -
I got to be a kitty~ ^-^ An excellent tale, no doubt. ewe Thank you, Darkness.
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these are so great
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No problem, Maru. i do hope the nudity didn't kill you
Are they really? I take so long to write something so small. ;w;
I'm glad. I'm gonna do two or three a day. -
nah it's okay I'm just glad I got to be a kitty
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