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▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ LOCATION: PRIDELANDS - ELEPHANT GRAVEYARD xxxxxxxx ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ COMPANY: LENA & REINER xxxxxxxx ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ APPEARANCE: AARDWOLF



✂ Bel was miffed. Not only did she not get to go on the sabotage mission, but she'd come to learn that if she had, she would have gone to Wonderland. From what she'd heard, that place was full of a bunch of crazies. It was the ideal place for someone like herself to have fun. "Just think of all those nasty temper tantrums, waiting to happen and I'm stuck here playing petshop." She muttered, though plenty loud for the other two to hear, even as she practically spoke at the same time as their leader, Scar's Apprentice. This was her home turf, and clearly the lioness was feeling the advantage. She scanned the surrounding area and decided she quite liked it's volatile nature. Elephant Graveyards, she decided, reminded her of home. Sooo many nasty tricks I could play... She thought gleefully, thoroughly ignoring whatever it was that Lena was saying in the meantime. Perhaps the Pridelands weren't such a rottenly boring place after all.

✂ And then Lena mentioned leaving it. The smirk that had been steadily growing on Bel's face vanished to be replaced with a scowl. She liked it here, why the hell did they have to leave? So what if Reiner was in danger? It was the idiot's own fault for transforming into something as lame as an elephant. The other two seemed angered as well, however - though Bel suspected it was for different reasons. It wasn't like she cared if there was another team or not. That just meant more people to prank. So she kept quiet on the issue. Until, of course, Lena mentioned people eating her. Bel scoffed. "They can't eat me if they can't catch me, silly kitty." The lioness' comment on getting used to walking on all fours didn't phase her much either as she promptly got up and began prancing around the other two like some kind of show dog. Though definitely odd, the switch was probably easier for her than most due to her lack of societal conventions as she "grew up." She and the others would often have to crawl or act like various non-human beings when pulling off pranks, either with or without extra props to weigh them down. Plus she hd never really payed attention to walking properly as a human before for the sudden switch to hinder her. It was dumb luck, really, but if it allowed her to possibly annoy the others while she worked, then Bel was A-okay with that.

✂ Momentarily lost in prancing circles around the other two, Bel almost missed the opportunity to comment on Reiner's limp. She swiftly recovered, however and hopped up on a decomposing skull that brought her level with his own head and giggled. "Come on Reiner, let's see you work those tree stumps. I'm sure working with three legs isn't that different from four" She then swiftly slid off of the skull to avoid any sort of physical retaliation. As Lena began to lead them through the wasteland, Bel kept up her antics, weaving between Reiner's legs, jumping in front or over the lioness and between skulls and geysers alike, and keeping up a near constant stream of false encouragement to the limping elephant.

✂ "Come on Reiner, you can do it! You can't let this beat youuuuuu-!" She'd been balancing off of another degrading skull and stuck her head under the flap of the giant's ear to be extra obnoxious, however right as she was about to scamper away again, a piece of the skull crumbled beneath her feet and she tumbled inside. Surprisingly enough, she landed on something much cushier than bone alone. Or at least, for the two seconds it lay still it was. Then it started howling and scrambling to get out from underneath her, further awakening two other masses from the recesses of the skull. Bell looked at them for a moment before calling out excitedly to those outside. "Oooh! Lena I found the welcoming party! Turns out they were sleeping!" Much to the confusion of the incredibly irritable hyenas she'd just woken, Bel quickly stood and pranced around between them, sniffing and poking at them. "Come on sleepyheads, it's time to wake up. What kind of welcoming party is this? Sleeping on the job like that!" She then scrambled up and out of one of the eye cavities and rejoined her companions, barely missing an angry chomp at her tail as she did. A few moments later, the three much larger hyenas slunk out after her.

"Well well well, what have we got here, boys?"


darling nitemare

Afternoon June

[Afternoon June]

Since becoming the leader of their rag-tag team, Viveka has had to mellow out a little. Each apprentice is just as stubborn and set in their ways as she is, the only difference being that she is in charge. They can talk back to her as much as they desire, but she still had the final word. “Just do as you are told,” she snarled back, uncomfortably folding her arms over her chest. When Viveka got back to their base, she would have to burn these hideous garments. ‘Who could stand wearing these all the time?’

As Kamiel continued to yank at the doorknob, Viveka began to grow more impatient. What on earth was taking so long? Apparently she did indeed have to do everything herself. She started to stomp forward to take over the task when suddenly the handle spoke. The doorknob actually started to talk. If Viveka hadn’t witnessed it with her own eyes and ears, she would laugh at the hilarity of that statement. Despite being a mage, she had never in her entire (long) life ever seen a talking object. Are the animals going to talk next!?

“Fascinating indeed,” Viveka agreed, turning away from the strange door. It could have at least told them which potion to drink. Facing the others, she noticed Adrasteia near a white table. ‘When had that appeared?’ she pondered briefly before listening to the mortal’s words. The liquid could very well be poison, but Viveka didn’t have time to fully investigate. If they wanted to get to the “Queen of Hearts” as soon as possible, it looked like drinking the mysterious liquid was their only option.

“I guess the feline will find that out for us,” she responded, giving the former animal a pointed look. If anyone out of the group was going to be poisoned, it was going to be the one who dared to snap at her earlier. (If only the Insolent Apprentice was here, Viveka would much rather get rid of him. Maybe next time.) With her frustration growing, Viveka swung her staff back angrily and hit the nearby bed, causing to disappear into the wall. Too distracted by the incompetence of her companions to acknowledge what she had done, she snatched the bottle out of the mortal’s hand. “Fine! I’ll drink it, seeing as how you two ingrates can not seem to do anything right,” she snapped viciously as she uncapped the vile.

Pressing the opened top to her lips, she tipped her head back and allowed the liquid to flow down her throat. For a second, nothing happened. Furrowing her eyebrows, Viveka was ready to get angry all over again when a blindly white light engulfed the trio. When it dissipated into little white sparkles, the ceiling was farther way than before. Looking behind Adrasteia, Viveka noticed that the white table that had once been hip height was now ten feet above them. The handle had been truthful. This “Queen of Hearts” must be far more powerful than Viveka originally thought if she could create such elaborate potions.

“Follow,” she instructed the others as she made her way over to the snoozing door once more. Reaching up to grab at the knob with both her hands, she twisted it as hard as she could until the handle yelped in pain. “We did as you asked, now where is the queen?” she demanded, her eyes going completely white as she glared at the piece of metal.

“Yoooowwww!” the knob cried out once more, unable to move out of the fairy’s grasp.
“Through that archway there—OW! Won’t you please let a poor doorknob be?!” the handle managed to get out despite Viveka’s hold on his nose.

Satisfied with it’s answer, she released the knob and looked around for the mentioned archway. (She chose to ignore the doorknob’s murmurs before it fell to sleep once more.) It was then that she noticed the bed from earlier was missing. Weird, it must have disappeared when they stunk. Wordlessly leading the way once more, Viveka stepped through the archway near where the bed had once been. (She figured that was the entrance since there were no other archways in the room.)

Coming out the other side, the trio was rudely greeted by a white piece of paper with black writing on it and a matching black spear. It resembled the cards that Armand fought with, just with different markings.

“Intruders! You must have stolen the queen’s tarts!” it shouted out, ready to attack. Completely done with it, Viveka grabbed the bottom out her staff with one hand and smacked the card’s face with the crystal part. On impact, the card floated down to the ground. She was not about to waste her mana on such a foolish object.

Walking through the large leafy heart-shaped archway, Viveka held her hand up to stop her subordinates. Inside the Queen’s court, cards like the one they just met were running around as a little fat woman yelled at them from her wooden throne.

“OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!” she bellowed, pointing at Viveka and her team. Puzzled, she was about to protest when she noticed that the queen had pointed in another direction as well. Following the woman’s gaze, Viveka noticed two people at the entrance to another archway. She immediately recognized them as members of the Omega faction, seeing as how she knew every person on her own team.

Unable to contain herself any longer, Viveka was so enraged that her camouflage was starting to wavier. Dark lightning shaped energy started to radiate off of her as her hair turned from black to purple. With her eyes completely white once more, the rest of her skin transformed from its tan mortal tone to her regular gray one. Raising her staff to zap the other faction into oblivion, Viveka’s attention was brought back to the multiple cards rushing towards her group. “Kamiel, Adrasteia, kill the cards first,” she instructed, glaring back over at the pair by the other archway. “I’ll deal with you later.”


«ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ» queen's court in wonderland
«ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ» adrasteia, kamiel, and two members of omega
«ａｔｔｉｒｅ» wearing this

[Afternoon June]

✗ Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ⇢ elephant graveyard, pride lands
✗ Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ⇢ lena, bella, and three hyenas (Banzai, Shenzi and Ed)
✗ Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ⇢ african bush elephant


Making his way out of the portal, Reiner felt it close behind him. As his appearance changed, his heavy weapon fell to the floor with a loud thud. So the lioness may have been right, turning into a giant elephant was not a brilliant idea, but the huntsman needed to carry his axe somehow. Animals didn’t have thumbs, so using paws were out of the question! (He figured that he would have had a more difficult time adjusting to them anyway.) As he listened to Lena’s warnings, Reiner practiced moving his trunk around. He just needed to treat it like a human arm and he should be fine, right?

Starting to get the hang of the monstrosity coming out of his face, he tried reaching down and realized that his trunk couldn’t touch the ground. Reiner’s trunk let out a short frustrated trumpet noise. He startled himself and probably the others with the noise that came out. “Apologises,” he mumbled in between the Lena’s lection. Glancing over at the little hyena that was Oogie Boogie’s apprentice, the huntsman tried not to let his frustration show. How was it that she could adjust so easily when he could not?

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Reiner tried reaching for his axe once more but this time he bent his head down as well. Having gained a few more inches, he was finally able to touch his weapon. Reiner was relieved. He was not about to stomp around the Pride Lands defenseless. Trying to wrap the end of his trunk around the handle served to be more difficult that he originally thought. He just managed to successfully shift the handle forward and back.

Reiner allowed another short trumpet noise escaped from his trunk as he struggled to pick up his weapon from the floor. ‘It should not be so hard!’ he thought, growing angrier the longer it too to get the axe off the ground. Finally, Reiner managed to push the handle up against a nearby skull, causing the weapon to lift off the ground which allowed the huntsman to wrap his trunk around it.

Hearing laughter, he glanced up to see Bella standing up at eye-level with him. “I’d prefer to walk on two,” he stated flatly, confused as to whether or not she was insulting him or encouraging him. Moving his face to try and swat her away with one of his tusks, Bel was too fast and slid down before he could get her. Reiner concluded that he would just have to pull her master aside later and discuss her reckless behavior. Hopefully Oogie Boogie would take him seriously instead laughing it off like last time.

Once Lena was done going over a few of the customs of her world, Reiner followed the lioness as she began to lead the way. Soon the huntsman realized that walking on four giant elephant feet was a lot harder than picking up an axe with an elephant trunk. It didn’t help that even as an elephant, his right hind leg wasn’t working properly which caused him to have a limp in his animal form just like his human one. If they came across any enemies, they would just assume that Reiner had been bit or something and attack him first. It was just his luck that he was placed on one of the most dangerous worlds, but he figured that he was here to help protect the females. (He was probably there to protect Bella more than Lena, since Reiner was sure that the lioness was probably the only person on their team able to beat him in a fight, especially in her true form.)

Limping around only seemed to prove more difficult as Bella swerved around his feet. “Would you cut that out already,” he growled down at the little hyena, swinging his axe down every time she was near his front legs. It was during one of those times that Reiner noticed a small pebble size stone faintly glowing above his front right foot. The princess seeking stone! He had almost forgotten their true mission. “Lena, there is a princess on this world,” he informed the lioness, hoping that she would know who the female in question was. Having lost track on Bella, Reiner was startled when her little voice managed to scream right in his giant ear. He could hear significantly better with such larger ears, but last time he had check the small apprentice had been below him. Turning his head slowly, Reiner spotted the pint-sized trickster falling through an animal’s skull.

“Lena! Bel has fallen,” he shouted over to the bigger female, knowing that she could probably get to their smallest member faster than he could. Unfortunately, the pair was too late for Bella skidded out of one of the eye holes with a trio of hyenas trailing behind her.

“Well well well, what have we got here, boys?” the female in the middle questioned as the three split apart and began to circle the apprentices.

“Lena, haven’t seen you around in a while,” a male nearly the lioness remarked as Reiner kept his eyes on the last hyena making it’s way over to him.

“That’s because she’s too good for us now that she’s an apprentice, Banzai,” the female scoffed, still standing in front of the skull.

“Looks like she’s apologizing with dinner,” the one near Lena replied, Reiner assuming that he was the one named Banzai.

Too busy pushing Bel towards him with his trunk for protection, Reiner forgot about the third one for a moment. A hysterical laugh came from behind him as something wet slid across his right hind leg. Letting out a startled trumpet, Reiner stumbled around as fast as his limp would allow to face the third hyena, swinging his axe and causing it to move backward.

“C’mon, Ed, share some of the ele-fun,” Banzai got out in a laugh, rolling onto his back as he cracked up at his own joke.

“Oh, I got one! I got one!” the female hyena suddenly exclaimed, a large grin spreading across her face as lifted up her left front paw to extend of her digits outward. “Table for three at Bistro Elephánt,” she croaked out, following the male as she threw her head back in laughter at her own wit.

“Wait wait Shenzi,” Banzai managed to say between his chuckles before Reiner interrupted him with the loudest trumpeting noise he could muster up.

Suddenly complete silence fell upon the group as all eyes shot over to the elephant. Just as Reiner was about to speak, dozens of glowing eyes popped out from various spots around the graveyard, each pair accompanied with a predatory whine.

darling nitemare

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Also, special thanks to Mimi for helping with the elephant puns ♥

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It was official. Kamiel couldn't stand this place. He hated this world, he hated this room, he especially hated the sleepy doorknob, and he hated the sudden table and chair that--wait. Kamiel knew that there wasn't a table and chair sitting in the middle of the room earlier. Narrowing his eyes suspiciously, the young male turned his attention away from the blasted doorknob and towards the table. Two bottle sat on the tabletop, one blue and one yellow, seemingly innocent. But Kamiel was not fooled. And neither was Adrasteia, it seemed. He brought his burning red eyes up to the fiery haired woman and cocked his head. She was the one to voice his internal concerns, and the boy's gaze darted back and forth from bottle to bottle. She was right. What if these bottles actually contained poison to kill them off? What if the Queen of this world already knew of their plans?

"Why don't you drink them to see if they're poisoned or not?" he snarked in reply, though with no actual bite behind his words. Kamiel was on edge in this world and, despite disliking most of his teammates he knew that he had a better chance of getting through this unscathed if they all stuck together. Gritting his teeth, Kamiel turned his head away, muttering a quick apology under his breath. Shere Khan wanted him to make nice with these people, not start fights. 'saying such things is much easier than going through with them' he thought grumpily, dragging his gaze from the bottles and back to the little door. What if he just smashed it in, would that do the trick?

However, Kamiel's gaze snapped back up to face Viveka when she mentioned that he should drink the contents of the bottle. His top lip rose and curled back into a snarl in displeasure, showing off his sharper-than-normal canines, "Why don't you drink it, if you think it's not such a big deal?" he hissed in return, indignant. Why would he even think of drinking the potion?

He didn't actually expect Viveka to actually drink the potion herself, and reluctantly moved to approach the table and picked up the bottle. He watched Viveka throw what he would call a temper tantrum, smashing her staff into the bed and pushing it into the wall. He rolled his eyes with a quiet huff, disdain evident in his features. She was supposed to be their 'leader', but she could act just as much of a child as Armand could. Yet before he could press the bottle against his lips the fairy moved quicker than Kamiel, and soon the bottle was snatched out of hand to be drunk by Viveka.

With a perplexed expression on his face, Kamiel paused, watching to see what sort of effect the liquid in the vial would produce. For a moment, he thought that nothing would happen. Did she drink the wrong bottle? But then, all of a sudden, his vision was blinded by a white puff of light. When the light dissipated and he could see again, he was hit with a wave of lightheadedness. Shaking his head (and ignoring the black floppy ears smacking into his face with the movement), Kamiel suddenly realized that exact magic the potion performed.

He was tiny. No, not just him, but Viveka and Adra were minuscule as well. The table that he could've easily leaned on was now a ways above his head, and he was small enough to easily fit through the door the doorknob was guarding. And oh, that poor doorknob. Kamiel watched with a cocky little smirk as his 'leader' approached the doorknob and began, for lack of a better word, torturing the creature. 'serves him right' he thought bitterly, turning away to instead look to the archway the doorknob had mentioned. When Viveka was finished with her interrogation, Kamiel simply followed along after the fairy, casting one last look to the large room.

Now, Kamiel had learned to be on his guard at nearly all times. He was used to constantly protecting himself, assessing enemies, and making sure to avoid danger. And he was good at it, extremely so. So when a tall black card waddled towards them, shouting about tarts, Kamiel couldn't help but roll his eyes. The card was really of no danger, shown clearly by how quickly it was taken out by Viveka. However, walking into the next area had a sense of warning skittering up the male's spine.

He watched with sharpened eyes as more of those cards ran frantically around the court, taking orders from a plump woman in red and black screaming until her face turned blue. Was this the Queen they were supposed to convince to join them? She seemed more like hinderance than an asset, if you asked him.

Viveka didn't seem to be taking the situation as lightly as he was, though he could see why. Two other people, much like himself, were standing under an archway similar to their own. But he was a little too concerned over his leader to worry much about the two from the Omega faction.

"Viveka," he growled angrily, his mind going back to the rules of this mission. They shouldn't stay if there was any sign of violence. And this clearly was a sign of violence. A big one, if Kamiel could say anything about it.

Still, he had to obey his leader's wishes, and these cards weren't going to kill themselves. 'Or,' Kamiel thought when he saw one of the cards ram into another, 'maybe they will'. But he knew that the Omega faction certainly wasn't that clumsy, and immediately jumped into action.

He slipped his rope dart out and into his hands, the metal dart comfortably cool against his palm. He watched for a moment, assessing which would be easiest to take down, before pouncing. He took down the cards smoothly, running his rope dart through their flimsy heads and dodging the strikes of their spears, rolling out of the way when he could in order to gain distance. His movement were fluid, breathing even as he took down card after card, every so often glancing at Viveka or Adra to make sure that the two females were fairing just as well as he was.


LOCATION: wonderland > queen's courtxx COMPANY: viveka & adrasteia, two omega membersxx OUTFIT: wonderland

[Mistress_Aka_Niiro]

'The poor cat...'

Adrasteia thought as she glanced between Viveka who told Shere Khan's apprentice to drink the liquid in the bottle and Kamiel who only retorted back whilst she stood there with bottle in hand. She made no move to lift either bottle to her lips, only glancing to the side when the bed slid into the wall curiously wondering about the mechanics of this world. Adrasteia's nonchalant demeanor and the fact that Kamiel made no move either must have annoyed Viveka to no end that she had no time to react as the dark fay walked over to grab a bottle and drink it. Instead, rather than care for their leaders well being, she took one step back as the contents in the bottle were drowned and once Adra saw the crossed look appear upon Viveka's face that nothing occurred. Her lips moved, ready to speak when the flash of white light appeared, blinding her.

"What?" She managed to say before her eyes adjusted once more to their environment. Adra glanced down at her clothes, patting them down before pausing as she noticed a difference as her eyes glanced up to see the table had grown. 'No, no, no. We have shrunk!' It reminded her of the times Hades transformed his stupid minions, Pain and Panic into smaller creatures. Fortunately she wasn't panicking or feeling pain like either of those two. Arms crossing, she looked back down at the other two, especially when Viveka began her command once again.

With a toss of her head, some of the hair that had come out of place went back over her shoulder as she tok steps forward following behind the two. Brows quirked upwards as the speaking doorknob cried out in pain as Maleficent's apprentice twisted the knob. Lips quirked into a smug grin as she continued to torture it until finally it agreed to open and to let them pass. As the door opened, she looked on before stepping through thinking how interesting the change in scenery seemed to be. Looking over her shoulder one would never guess that ducking through the archway would lead to such a bizarre room.

tab “Intruders! You must have stolen the queen’s tarts!”

Adrasteia's head snapped back quickly forward to see the card, her eyes intent upon the spear it held. "He has no strength to wield that..." She thought grimly as blue flames similar to those of Hades sparked from her hand, spreading out horizontally and dissipating; Adrasteia had summoned for her bident. A sneer crossed her face as Viveka quickly apprehended the paper soldier. "Such pointless guards..." She thought stepping forward having no remorse as she placed her foot upon the card.

The sight before them was something comical, many more card soldiers running around frantically with their weapons, as some red-faced plump woman in an atrocious outfit screamed at the top of her lungs. "That woman is the queen?!" Unbelievable really, what kind of mission was this trying to get that woman to be part of their allegiance? Adrasteia's face suddenly went from scowling to a dark grin as the woman yelled for their heads to come off, it was nostalgic hearing such words once more as her previous times in the Coliseum, spectators did wish for some gore.

Eyes did scour over the courtyard when the Queen of Hearts did not only point at them but opposite of where they stood. Two others stood there, seeming out of place in this Wonderland. Adrasteia's suspicion rose as she stared at them and it only was confirmed when Viveka's appearance began to flicker to her true form. Her right hand that held the bident she twirled and lifted up off the ground, gripping it tightly. Her stare didn't leave those of Omega even when Viveka spoke, telling her and Kamiel to go ahead and handle the cards. Adrasteia heard their many footsteps as now with their Queen's orders they seemed to gain a semblance of order.

Without a word to Viveka, Adrasteia turned springing forward into the tumult after Kamiel. Taking his opposite side, she blocked spears that came her way with her bident. Her hand pulling the cool metal down, letting it slip through her fingers before gripping it in the middle. Her body twisted and turned, jutting her weapon at the cards, striking their flimsy bodies down. Her eyes were focused, watching for those that got closer, and if several came at once she would defend and push them back farther away from her. The dual prongs she would at times bury through the cards on the floor, chuckling as she did so reliving the combat she hadn't experienced and craved in a long time.


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.XXRAVAN ███ APPRENTICE OF CHERNABOG
tab tab tab tab AT QUEEN'S COURTxxxxxxWITH ZIYI (& 3 ALPHA MEMBERS)xxxxxxWEARING WONDERLAND

In the moments following his summoning of his scythe to his hand, Ravan observed the three people standing in the other archway as one of them, the dark woman in the middle, turned violet; her skin literally changed from head to toe, from a human color to something otherworldly and, almost, familiar. It was hard to forget a being with gray skin, and Ravan easily recalled their first meeting, when he and a few of his companions went to retrieve a Princess of Heart. That purple-haired woman was there, a scowl on her otherwise physically pleasing face. Although she seemed livid, Ravan wasn't concerned with her and her allies, despite that fact that he and Ziyi were outnumbered. Those three Alpha members stood no chance against he and Ziyi.

Yet, he couldn't help wondering if the gray woman was some sort of demon, like him, but this was no time to ponder. The queen's bumbling cards turned his head as they came rushing at him and Ziyi, and although their instructions had been to avoid combat, they had already broken that rule and now they clearly had no choice but to defend themselves. "End these foolish creatures," he instructed Ziyi, tilting his head towards her without turning his back on the cards. A fraction of his mana had been drained with their earlier bout, so he reserved his magic and moved forward to meet the flailing cards.

Swinging his scythe in wide arcs, he sent the cards fluttering to the ground in pieces; repeatedly, he left himself open to their spear attacks, and repeatedly he felt the stinging pain of their blades against his skin. However, he did not waiver; their attacks were weak and merely scratches compared to the sadistic madness of his master, who had caused him more pain than these strange, silly cards. So he persevered, a grin spreading his face as he cut down more and more of the queen's guards, and yet, as many as he and the others brought down, replacements filled the court. All the while, the queen screamed at them: orders, curses, and indecipherable fury.

After destroying his third card with a Firaga spell from his hand, Ravan took a moment to glance around himself. To his surprise, the Alpha team seemed to be holding their own. They even fought rather well, with hardly a scratch on them, their movements smooth like water. Perhaps he did have reason to think better of them. He whipped his gaze over to the Queen of Hearts, and he immediately decided that if he at least disabled her, the cards might surrender. Otherwise, he wasn't sure how many cards were in this world; for all he knew, the queen might have thousands of them, and now her hysterical yells were calling them like a beacon. The only thing standing between he and the queen, unfortunately, were a dozen loyal guards.

Suddenly, a spear grazed his arm (he hardly felt it) and landed in the grass. Ravan didn't think; he ran for it, pulling it from the ground and turning his body, throwing the spear at the nearest card in one smooth movement. The card squealed and fell, pinned to the grass and squirming. Ravan took a little joy in stepping on the card's face as he passed, making a beeline towards the queen on her throne. The cards quickly took notice, holding up their weapons to him and charging, trembling as they did. Ravan tightened the grip on his scythe and swung it in a horizontal arc in front of him, and a flame spell burst out, following the arc of his weapon.

The cards cried out at the flames; some of them dropped to the ground before it struck them, cowering with their arms over their head, and others burned. The Queen of Hearts was nearly wide open now. Ravan's grin widened, and he went for it, running forward and swinging his scythe over his head in circles, throwing cards to the side as he closed in on the queen.


HE'S GOIN FOR MAX POINTS MAN

ziyi can help him out or just do her own thing whateva you want emotion_bigheart

[sadistic yandere]

The burgundy tressed girl stood with arms crossed as her master circled her, explaining the importance of this
mission she was to go on. The willowy old man stopped every so often to take in a breath, as if talking to her was
somehow quite the daunting task. Though after he'd said his piece, he stamped his cane down in front of her and
leaned in. "Am I clear!" As she was stooping down into a bow, he stopped her and held his hand out "I
don't want to hear you speak now, you're already running late - go!"

Without waiting for the chance for Jafar to think of something new to say, Isra quickly spun on her heels and
stalked out of the room. Hot and dry, it was a relief to take down the breezeway. Quickly into another room
she gathered things before taking to the Corridor of Darkness to Wonderland. The sound of the place was
even strange, what could be so wonderful about it?

As the world became open to her, Isra's appearance changed slightly, to puffy pants, not quite unlike the
afghan pants she was used to seeing, and a top she was certain wouldn't stick to her body. Lace and frills
instead of support for her upper half - "Wonderful," the girl smiled to herself
and started to jog through the Lotus forest. And after several minutes of aggravating rooms and talking flora,
finally she found an entrance filled with what sounded like fighting.

Entering the room, Isra found herself on top of a, presumably seven to eight foot tall, hedge surrounding
what appeared to be a court for the ruling entity of this world. With none other than Ravan and Ziyi down in the
fray - along with people from the opposing team. Glaring down at them, if she could get away with not
being seen, why, Isra would be pleased to sit upon the hedge and just watch. Instead the visage of a smiling cat,
opposite of her pointed to Ravan as he stalked his way towards the fussy creature sitting upon the throne. With
him doing that, the red haired girl could not help but feel some twinge of guilt if she let Ziyi fight off the ridiculous
cards herself. Sighing the girl jumped down from the ledge, dashed, and jumped to punch an offending card
chasing after Ziyi as she fought another. "Did you two miss me, O sweet Ziyi?"
Isra laughed to herself and kicked another card closing in on her.

A few moments of senselessly bashing the card's flat faces, Isra looked around and shot another question
to the Mongol warrior. "Just what is this madness about? And do these cards not diminish?"



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really sorry this is not very good. ;; i promise the next will be better orz



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