The Grimm Cadet Academy {Remake}

OOC Thread with Details (Including Maka's schedule)~ http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?118743-The-Grimm-Cadet-Academy-Remake-OOC-Thread

The Story Begins

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Spoiler: Mood Music~ One of the RP's Songs

Spoiler: The Story

In the kingdom of Nythm, there is no happily ever after. There never has been, but no one would have ever known that.

It was said that a long time ago, about a hundred years, there were a type of people that stood up to the Wicked Queen and almost made the land of Nythm what it once was; a land of peace and harmony. They were different from the others; they had their own special stories and gifts. They are called the people of Grimm. They banded together and stood up to the Queen, waging war against her and her tyranny. After many days that eventually turned into weeks, only a selected few got past the Queen’s army and into the Queen’s layer. But before they could slay her, the Wicked Queen put a curse on them that they and their people would die a slow and painful death… but she was then slain.

The curse still rested on this race, the race of Grimm. But then a divine being came to the rescue, reverting the curse, saying they would live on forever.

But it wasn’t all what it appeared to be.

One by one, each one who was of Grimm died off becoming as if extinct to the kingdom. As soon as the kingdom was about to get back on its feet, the Magic Mirror of the Queen through Black Magic rose the Queen from the dead, putting her in rule over the kingdom once more.

But over the years, something miraculous was happening… There were babes being born with special gifts and talents, just as the people of Grimm had!

The Wicked Queen found out, and fearing for another uprising, had them all put to death… Except for her own daughter (who is the Red Queen).

But there are some those in the kingdom of Nythm who does not fear the queen and knowing who their children are, reincarnated of this special race, put their little ones in hiding, waiting for the day that destiny would call them forward to once again free the Kingdom of Nythm once and for all.

Now that some of them had survived thus far, they have left their homes to not put their families in danger and has put a little group together deep in the forest and have called themselves:
The Grimm Cadet Academy.

~Rules~ ​

• No Godmodding
• No Powerplaying
• About 5-10 sentences per post. Writer’s Blocks are understandable, but don’t make it a habit.
• Keep fighting and romance at a PG-13 level please
• No Auto-Kills. You must get my permission and the character’s permission
• You may only have ONE character from each Grimm/Alice Tale

Positions in the Grimm Academy:​

Everyone is a fighter and everyone is required to help the kingdom, but there’s little special positions in the academy that makes it the way it should be.

Main Leader #1: Nikki Skov
Main Leader #2: Gracie Meraviglia
Main Leader #3: Lucifer Bedlam

Everyone else can choose to be a:
Scout~ Nikki Skov, Rosaline
Cook~ Rosaline
Tech (Make weapons and new things)
Trainer (help others tap in their powers)
Healer~ Nikki Skov, Rosaline​

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List of Fairy Tale/ Make Believe Stories:​

Alice in Wonderland~

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1. Chesire Cat : {White (Christmas) Knight/Jabberwocky "Neko" Fantasmo}
2. Mad Hatter: {Sessamaru/ Lucifer Bedlam}
3. Dormouse:
4. Mad March Hare: {TwilightBlader/Alastair Oz}
5. Red Queen [AND SHE IS EVIL AND HUNTS DOWN OTHER GRIMM CHARACTERS AND MUST OBEY HER MOTHER!]: {Jayn/Evalotte Flame}
6. White Quen: {Saxima/Anastasia}
7. Alice: {AndrewTemari101/Gracie Meraviglia}
8. White Rabbit:

Beauty and the Beast~

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1. Belle:
2. Beast: {tummer/Philip}
3. Gaston :
4. Lumière:
5. Cogsworth: {Britishism/Alek Hitzig}
6. Mrs. Potts:
7. Chip Potts:

Little Red Riding Hood~

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1. Red Riding Hood: {Jayn/Mirabelle Scarlette}
2. Wolf: {Fuzzy/ Brian Sinalis}
3. Granny:
4. Woodcutter:

Hansel and Gretel~

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1. Hansel:
2. Gretel: {Maka/Nikki Skov}
3. Witch:

Cinderella~

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1. Cinderella:
2. Lady Tremaine (Wicked Step Mother):
3. Anastasia:
4. Drizella:
5. Gus:
6. Jaq:
7. Lucifer:
8. Prince Charming:
9. Fairy Godmother:

The Pied Piper of Hamelin~
1. Pied Piper: {Sessamaru/Peter Piper Pepper}

Sleeping Beauty~

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1. Aurora/Briar Rose: {Firekeyblade/Rosaline (Rosie)}
2. Phillip:
3. Maleficent: {TwlightBlader/Legault}
4. Flora:
5. Fauna:
6. Merryweather:

Snow White~

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1. Snow White: {Maka}
2. Prince Charming:
3. Wicked Step Mother/Queen/Witch: {Maka/Queen Sylvia}
4. Happy:
5. Sleepy:
6. Dopey:
7. Doc:
8. Grumpy:
9. Sneezy;
10. Bashful:
11. Magic Mirror [IS BAD AND IS SOLELY LOYAL TO THE QUEEN!]: {Krowley/Krowley}

Rapunzel~

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1. Rapunzel: {tummer/Misa}
2. Mother Gothel:
3.Flynn Rider:
4. Maximus:

Goldilocks and the Three Bears~

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1. Goldilocks: {Fearless/Re}
2. Baby Bear
3. Mama Bear
4. Papa Bear

~Accepted Characters~
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Spoiler: Accepted Characters

Puppeteer: {Maka}
Name: {Queen Sylvia}
Former Self:{The Wicked Queen (But she is actually her, not a reincarnation)}
Gender: {Female}
Age:{Unknown}
Race: {Grimm}
Where is Your Mark?: {She doesn't have one}
Grimm Caddet/Queen’s Lacky: {She is her own boss}
Personality: {Queen Sylvia is cold as ice, having no mercy on anyone if one offends her in any way (This including her daughter). She finds joy in watching others suffer at her hand, and if anyone escapes her wrath is she determined to hunt them down till the very day they die. She is cunning, deceitful, and above all very vain of her power and beauty.

And rumors have it that she takes the blood of her young victims and makes Youth Potions out of them, but there's no way to really tell. She has many enemies, but none are brave nor strong enough to stand up against her almighty power. They are forced to do her will to survive.}
Picture I.D.: {

Spoiler: Queen Sylvia

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Breif History: Long ago, Queen Sylvia was crowned to be ruler over the land. She had an older brother and sister that were suppose to succeed her, but they had all but mysteriously died somehow, and she was the last one to survive. As soon as her mother and father had passed away, she changed all that her parents had created and cared for and turned the loving kingdom into a battleground of darkness and evil. After all, she had made a deal with the Unknown for forever divine beauty and eternal life.

But nothing can truly live on for eternity.
Weapon of Choice: {A silver dagger}
Magic Abilities: {She is advanced in the dark magic; from summoning shadows from creating large storms and elements to bring chaos and woe on her kingdom. Her favorite is using lightning though, and creating potions that bring misfortune and death and making her victims choose which potion (poison) to drink.}
Theme Song:{

Spoiler: Her theme song

Perfect song for her

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Other:{She will find her enemies weaknesses and use them against them in any way possible.}


Puppeteer: {Maka}
Name: {Nikki Skov}
Former Self: {Gretel}
Gender: {Female}
Age: {17 ½ }
Race: {Grimm}
Where is Your Mark?: {Her skull is behind her left ear}
Grimm Caddet/Queen’s Lacky: {Grimm Caddet}
Personality: {Strong willed, very outgoing, always has a smile on her face when she's not in life or death situations, Nikki is the one who get down and gets the job done no matter what. Because of her outgoing personality and spirit of not giving up, she tends to get herself in a couple of scrapes here and there and always leaves a mission with a bruise or a cut or two.
Nikki is also pretty active and is rarely found sitting or lazing around. She's always coming up with new plans and missions for the Grimm Cadets, hardly ever sleeping. Although she appears to be open and happy to her friends, she has a lot of inner turmoil she only lets on to a couple of her friends. Nikki is considerate of other's emotions and can see the strengths and weaknesses in each of her friends. If they don't want advice and they just want to rant about something, Nikki is willing to listen with open ears.
Once Nikki has made a friend in someone, she will do everything and anything she can to protect them at all costs.
And she also has a big sweet tooth}
Picture I.D.: {

Spoiler: Nikki

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Breif History: {Nikki had a normal life living with her mother and her father when she was very young and they kept it from her that she was a reincarnation of the race of Grimm. They wanted to wait until she got old enough to tell her who she really was, but when she turned six, her mother was killed.
Her father of course remarried right away since he didn't want his little daughter to grow up without a motherly figure in her life, but it wasn't the best thing for her after all. It turned out the stepmother despised the idea of the reincarnations of Grimm, and so Nikki's father kept hidden from his new wife that her step daughter was apart of Grimm.
But as most stories with step mothers end up to be, Nikki's new mother was cruel to her, constantly talking down to her and doing things to her that Nikki wishes not to remember. She has burn scars on her arms that she keeps hidden most of the time from one of the many angry episodes her stepmother had.
One day, when she was twelve years old, things finally became desperate for Nikki and something exploded inside of her. Her stepmother was wrapped in vines that seemingly came out of no where, and that was the day she found out she was a Grimm.
Fearing her stepmother's wrath and being handed over to the Queen, Nikki ran away from home with barely and of her belongings and into the Garriot forest. After days of wandering and nearly starving to death, the people of the Grimm Cadet Academy found Nikki and took her under their wing. She has been with them for five and a half years now, and has grown a lot since her previous life. But those who know her well will know that the Nikki they see now wasn't the same Nikki they knew back then.}
Likes:

1. Butterscotch Candy
2. Forests
3. Hot chocolate
4. Rain
5. Small animals

Dislikes: [/COLOR]

1. Dark, enclosed places
2. Fire
3. Anger (she tends to shut down)
4. Bees
5. Mold

Weapon of Choice: {Any good stick or dagger she can get her hands on}
Magic Abilities: {1. Plant Whisperer: This is the ability that unlocked inside of her when she was face to face with one of her step mother's cruel moments. She can control any kind of plant by making them grow and move according to her will, but the easiest one she can mostly control are vine like plants. If there's no plants, this ability is practically useless
2. Quick Future Seer: Can see at least thirty seconds into the future, but can't see any time past that or she'll use up all her energy. Kind of happens on accident and gets little headaches when she gets a random vision, but she keeps it mostly to herself.
3.Healing Touch: Can heal bruises and mend together open wounds and broken bones up to a certain point. Also if someone is sick, she can soothe them. If someone is very upset, she can help them down so they can think clearly and collect themselves.
4. Telepathy [Only works with those she's grown very close to]: Can communicate to those she knows rather well through mind, although only for a short period of time before it gives her a big headache.}
Theme Song: {

Spoiler

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Other: {Can run very quickly and move super fast if the situation requires it.}

Puppeteer: {Maka}
Name: {Will reveal soon}
Former Self: {Snow White}
Gender: {Female}
Age: {12}
Race: {Grimm}
Where is Your Mark?: {The skull is right on her collar bone in the center}
Grimm Caddet/Queen’s Lacky: Forced Queen’s Lackey
Personality: {????????????????????????????????????????????????????}
Picture I.D.: {http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af89/Angel_Of_Death_075/Konachancom-82954ayakigreen_eyeslong_hairnightoriginalribbonssnowwhite_hair.png}
Breif History: {??????????????????????????}
Likes: {?????????????????????????????}
Dislikes: {???????????????????????????????}
Weapon of Choice: {????????????}
Magic Abilities: {Will add soon}
Theme Song: {Frozen by Within Temptation}
Other: {Yush, Maka broke her own rules. Needed to have some sort of twist and another Queen Lackey in the bunch though, so meh!}

Puppeteer: AndrewTemari101
Name: Gracie Meraviglia
Former Self: Alice Liddell
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Race: Wonderland
Where is Your Mark?: Gracie's heart birthmark is located on her right forearm, the arm she holds her parasol in.
Grimm Caddet/Queen’s Lacky: Grimm Caddet
Personality: Gracie loves to explore. She thinks outside the box on numerous occasions, which usually gets her out of a tough situation. She is a very curious young girl as well. Alice tries to always be happy, no matter what happens. Overall, she is a very bright girl who has a few kinks to work out.
Picture I.D.:

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http://s.bebo.com/app-image/6327718...studios.com/img/q/u/08/03/30/SoakedBlonde.jpg

Breif History: Gracie does not remember much about her past. Her parents died when Gracie was only 3 so she doesn't remember much about them. All she remembers about them is that they gave her her very first parasol before they died in that tragic car accident. She was put into an orphange at a very young age, parasol in hand. She was picked on in numerous occasions by older children (specifically older girls) because she always carried around her parasol. One day when she was 12, a much older 17 year old girl was getting ready to punch her. Gracie put her parasol in front of her and it turned to metal. She was later kicked out of the orphange and decided to enroll in Grim's Cadett Academy to hone her newly found abilities. Little did she know that soon enough, the Academy would soon turn into a secret hideout...
Likes:

1. Exploring
2. Flowers
3. Dresses
4. Rabbits
5. Ribbons​

Dislikes:

1. Rude people
2. The sense of falling
3. Holes
4. Heights
5. Tea​

Weapon of Choice: Parasol
Magic Abilities:

1. Parasol Chance- Gracie can automatically summon her parasol to her.
2. Parasol Spin- Gracie throws her umbrella up into the air, it spins rapidly, and targets an enemy of which she chooses.
3. Parasol Shield- Gracie puts her parasol in front of her, it turns to metal, and defends her from attacks.​

Theme Song: N/A
Other: Her last name literally means "wonder."

❤~☠

Puppeteer: Sessamaru

Name: Lucifer Bedlam

Former Self: Mad Hatter

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Race: Wonderland

Where is Your Mark?: Heart, it's located in the center of his forehead

Grimm Cadet/Queen’s Lacky: Grimm Cadet

Personality: Lucifer is goofy. He's often a klutz, knocking things over, breaking things... falling over his own two legs... and so on. Lucifer even has an "addiction" to tea. More often than not, he rambles about nothing; however, these "nothings" may be "something" in the long-run. He's a very keen observer, but his attention span is quite short. His memory is crummy short-term, but in the long-term it may be useful. This is normally a mental cross-wiring involving total recall. Lucifer is very imaginative, and more often than not verbose. Though he's not very quick to anger, he does have episodes where something that should've made him outraged, doesn't, and what shouldn't make him angry, does. It is theorized that he bottles up all his emotions, despite appearing joyful.

He's quite scatterbrained and only pays the most attention to the clouds in the sky and the stars upon the blanket of night. More over, he's often aloof and passive, but is capable of showing sympathy during his times of "humanity". He's often random, but even this can make him seem wise or intelligent at times.

Picture I.D.:

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Brief History: Lucifer was a young boy who liked magic. As a child, he wanted to be a magician. However, he was the son of a noble, and it was frowned upon. Rather than be taught how to pull a rabbit out of a hat, he learned to play the violin (which he took a shine to, fortunately). However, the violin did not fill the void of fun and entropy that magic had done to his soul. He was given lessons in sketching and painting. He took a shine to those. Again, they did not fill the void. Eventually, as he became older, Lucifer ran away, and he took with him his favorite top hat, a length of velvet, his favorite card in his father's poker deck, his violin, and a cane. Aside from those few things, he even took with him the clothes on his back. After a few days on the streets, far from home, he appeared as a pauper, playing the violin for money. It was then he learned of his talent, for he had conjured shadows to dance to his tune. People either screamed, gasped, or applaud. With a smile, he disappeared from society by enrolling in the Grimm Cadet Academy.

Likes:
1) Tea
2) Hats
3) Magic
4) Sweets
5) Exercising his artistic talents

Dislikes:
1) Rules
2) Anything sour
3) Vegetables
4) Cats
5) Boredom

Weapon of Choice: Wit

Magic Abilities:
1) Hammerspace Roulette- Lucifer has a chance of summoning something useful or useless out of his hat (which ranges from a fish to a mallet to a pail of water).
It's the greatest magic trick... until a shark bites your arm off.
2) Minuet of Madness- Lucifer has the ability to summon semi-physical apparitions who obey the given notes of his melody. Like the name states, the given piece has no set rhythm and may swiftly change and become incoherent. It is entirely random, much to the joy of these ghastly figures.
A dance is a dance, even if it's with the dead or the forgotten!
3) Weightlessness- He can appear floating or defying the laws of physics by appearing in the air sideways or upside-down. This may be the most useless skill he has.
Look at the world from this angle and you'll understand...
4) Jack-of-All-Trades (or A Joker's Chance)- As the joker in a game of poker, Lucifer must be able to make sure no one but him wins. As such, he must equal out in all areas; though not the best in ANY of the fields (save for his own intelligence), this magical amplification allows him to have "good luck" in some areas of his choosing (mostly for the situations at hand). This doesn't assure the fact he'll win, however, since he's not skilled in ANY of the fields, but he is given a chance to survive the situation. This magic spell is simply a buff in "Luck".
If it wasn't for luck, we wouldn't be where we are now.

Theme Song: N/A (May update this when bored or inspired)

Other: He's often seen carrying a cane and a violin case. His cane is actually a sword, but he hardly, if ever draws it out (but he does use the cane for defense... or for long walks... even though he constantly trips over it...)

❤~☠

Puppeteer: Firekeyblade
Name: Rosaline (Rosie)
Former Self: Briar Rose
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Race: Grimm
Where is Your Mark?: The skull is located on the bottom of the left wrist palm side up (thus it's only shown if she raises her left hand or something and she's not wearing a long sleeved shirt)
Grimm Caddet/Queen’s Lacky: Grimm Cadet all the way.
Personality: Rosie is a kind person and has been fairly well off. Her family was of the middle class. She always had decent clothes, and though she could probably purchase more luxurious things and wear nicer clothes, she tended to dress the same and always wore the same jacket everywhere, thus looking more like a poor person than a well one. Though she isn't as poor as some other people, she isn't stuck up about it and is actually very kind and thoughtful to a fault. She tries extremely hard not to offend anyone and is also somewhat sensitive. Rosie is also somewhat well educated and is also very interested in herbalism, wanting to become a doctor or pharmacist of sorts. Due to this, she has medium sized knowledge about the various uses of plants in the forest for different ailments. She is also well trained by her mother on how to cook, sew, and administer first aid. She is a nice and polite person, she can also be somewhat tough and rowdy, also extremely honest about some things.
Picture I.D.: http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd126/Firekeyblade/Meikoincasualclothing.jpg?t=1304642844
Brief History: Her mother was quite shocked and proud when she noticed that her daughter had the birthmark of a Grimm on her. The family was a bit poor at first, but gradually climbed up the economic ladder to middle class, where they are now. Unfortunately or fortunately, Rosie remembers the time when food was somewhat scarce and money was short to buy the latest fashions. Thus, she is a bit of a pennypincher when it comes to monetary affairs. She is also very strict about not wasting food. Rosie's mother was also set on teaching her daughter to be as womanly as possible as Rosie turned into a bit of a tomboy playing with all the guys in the neighborhood, since there weren't as many girls. She didn't have a problem with Rosie turning into a tomboy, but she absolutely must know the skills of being a woman. Thus, Rosie became adept at cooking, sewing and a little bit about nursing in her childhood years. She wasn't much of a scholar, but at least some of the knowledge stuck with her. When she turned 17, Rosie left home on well wishes from her parents and went to find the Grimm Academy through intense research of rumors. Now, she has spent at least one year getting used to the forest and researching on the plants.
Likes: 1. Cooking
2. Medicine
3. Sweets
4. Guys with glasses (*snicker*)
5. Jackets (this is in no particular order)
Dislikes:
1. Sewing (takes so long man)
2. Annoying kids
3. People with seemingly no morals
4. Bitter stuff
5. Dishonesty
Weapon of Choice: Sword
Magic Abilities: Thorn Defense- Giant thorns sprout from the ground and either create a wall or shield completely protecting Rosie.
Enchanting Lullaby- Confuse enemies for a short period with singing (it's not spectacular singing, but it's decent)
Animal Whisperer- Can talk to animals for a short period of time.
Thorn Leech- A sort of spell that when casted on a target, should they get wounded, the enemy that wounded them gets equal the damage. (tell me if this is too much)
Theme Song: {Another fun optional thingy. You can use what ever you want}
Other: Rosie's trying hard to try and get married at some point while she's young.


Puppeteer: White (Christmas) Knight [Webhead]
Name: Jabberwocky "Neko" Fantasmo
Former Self: Cheshire Cat
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Race: Wonderland
Where is Your Mark?: Under his right eye
Grimm Caddet/Queen’s Lacky: Grimm Cadet
Personality: Mischevious, flirty, playful, with only the slightest bit of sarcasm. He has an unnatural affection for shiny things, the color purple, and miniskirts (though obviously not on himself!) While rather smart, school bores him. I mean, who wants to stay sitting down listening to lessons you will never use in real life when there is a tree you can climb outside, right?
Picture I.D.: This shall be his ugly banner~
Breif History: Neko doesn't remember where he's from. He just appeared out of nowhere when he was five years old to a young couple. When asked his name, the little boy grinned as big as he could and said "Jabberwocky!" Nicknamed "Neko" for his cat-like appearance, the couple adopted him. At certain times, the couple would go crazy when he would be nowhere to be found. Other times, the couple would be plagued by a small purple kitten that they had never seen before. As Neko grew older, his adopted father would often spot the boy disappearing into thin air. However, the couple was fascinated and enjoyed playing hide-n-seek with young Neko, despite his obvious advantage. When Neko was thirteen, he admitted to being the cat that they had seen several times over the last 8 years. Thus, Neko was both a son and a pet. One day, Neko disappeared and was never seen by his family again, though, he left a note telling them he went to enroll at Grimm's. Unfortunately for them, the note was carved into the wall in a language Neko invented himself.
Likes:: Neko loves anything shiny. If it's dull, it has to be the color purple or else he reserves the right to deny its existence. Being the flirt he is, miniskirts is also high on his list. Scarves and butterflies, Neko couldn't live without. What he like most though? To confuse those around him with pointless riddles.
DislikesDogs, water, loud noises, sticky things. Anything that stays perfectly still is prone to his attack.
Weapon of Choice:His fingernails can extend into long claws.
Magic Abilities: 1. Invisibility - Neko can make himself, any part of his body, or small objects around him invisible. He loves to make his body disappear but leave his head floating about. The last things that turn invisible are always his bright green eyes and finally, his smile.
2. Cat Transformation - Neko can turn into a dark purple cat. Neko keeps his trademark green eyes and a light purple star under his right eye. Unlike other cats, Neko has an unusually large grin. He still retains the ability to become invisible sometimes being a cat without a grin or a grin without a cat.
3. Floating - Neko doesn't use it much as he'd rather climb, but he can float small distances in the air. His favorite way to use this ability is to become invisible, save for his head, and cartwheel in the air, causing his head to appear to spin.
4. Minor Phasing - For a quick moment, Neko can allow things to pass through his body, including walls. However, he must phase quick, for he can only stay phased for such a brief moment that he must run through the object. Otherwise, he would get stuck with the object in his body.
Theme Song: I'm Odd
Other: I copied it almost exactly from the old RP. Let me know if something doesn't work~[/COLOR

Puppeteer: White (Christmas) Knight [Webhead]
Name: Jabberwocky "Neko" Fantasmo
Former Self: Cheshire Cat
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Race: Wonderland
Where is Your Mark?: Under his right eye
Grimm Caddet/Queen’s Lacky: Grimm Cadet
Personality: Mischevious, flirty, playful, with only the slightest bit of sarcasm. He has an unnatural affection for shiny things, the color purple, and miniskirts (though obviously not on himself!) While rather smart, school bores him. I mean, who wants to stay sitting down listening to lessons you will never use in real life when there is a tree you can climb outside, right?
Picture I.D.: This shall be his ugly banner~
Breif History: Neko doesn't remember where he's from. He just appeared out of nowhere when he was five years old to a young couple. When asked his name, the little boy grinned as big as he could and said "Jabberwocky!" Nicknamed "Neko" for his cat-like appearance, the couple adopted him. At certain times, the couple would go crazy when he would be nowhere to be found. Other times, the couple would be plagued by a small purple kitten that they had never seen before. As Neko grew older, his adopted father would often spot the boy disappearing into thin air. However, the couple was fascinated and enjoyed playing hide-n-seek with young Neko, despite his obvious advantage. When Neko was thirteen, he admitted to being the cat that they had seen several times over the last 8 years. Thus, Neko was both a son and a pet. One day, Neko disappeared and was never seen by his family again, though, he left a note telling them he went to enroll at Grimm's. Unfortunately for them, the note was carved into the wall in a language Neko invented himself.
Likes:: Neko loves anything shiny. If it's dull, it has to be the color purple or else he reserves the right to deny its existence. Being the flirt he is, miniskirts is also high on his list. Scarves and butterflies, Neko couldn't live without. What he like most though? To confuse those around him with pointless riddles.
DislikesDogs, water, loud noises, sticky things. Anything that stays perfectly still is prone to his attack.
Weapon of Choice:His fingernails can extend into long claws.
Magic Abilities: 1. Invisibility - Neko can make himself, any part of his body, or small objects around him invisible. He loves to make his body disappear but leave his head floating about. The last things that turn invisible are always his bright green eyes and finally, his smile.
2. Cat Transformation - Neko can turn into a dark purple cat. Neko keeps his trademark green eyes and a light purple star under his right eye. Unlike other cats, Neko has an unusually large grin. He still retains the ability to become invisible sometimes being a cat without a grin or a grin without a cat.
3. Floating - Neko doesn't use it much as he'd rather climb, but he can float small distances in the air. His favorite way to use this ability is to become invisible, save for his head, and cartwheel in the air, causing his head to appear to spin.
4. Minor Phasing - For a quick moment, Neko can allow things to pass through his body, including walls. However, he must phase quick, for he can only stay phased for such a brief moment that he must run through the object. Otherwise, he would get stuck with the object in his body.
Theme Song: I'm Odd
Other: I copied it almost exactly from the old RP. Let me know if something doesn't work~[/QUOTE]

 

Lucifer Bedlam​

Lucifer sat in a garden, sipping tea and playing a game of cards with what appeared to be a penguin wearing a top hat. Lucifer's hat was lopsided on his head and he sat cross-legged... floating. His cane rested upon his folded lap and his violin case resided upon the ground only a single inch away from his shadow. The table, itself, was of grated iron and rested normally on the grassy, flowery ground. The penguin, itself, sat upon an iron-grated chair, holding its cards with both flippers. The youth's smile relented an anxious sigh. He took another sip of steaming hot tea. "Well, Lewis," Lucifer addressed to the penguin. "Do you have any sixes?" He asked, tapping a gloved hand upon the table.

The penguin, Lewis, gave Lucifer a blank look with its beady, malicious eyes.

"Oh come on!" Lucifer groaned. "What's the point of me pulling you out of my hat if you can't play a simple game of Go-Fish?!" The penguin continued to stare at him. "Now don't give me that look, Lewis. You know perfectly well I can't hand you that knife. It's for the cake this evening, and I would rather not have it sullied with blood... or clouds. Especially not clouds. They tend to taste like butter, which incidentally tastes like rotten milk. In folded paper. And ink." He rambled on, eventually forgetting the game he was playing.

 

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Three.

If her mother hadn't had sent out her minions, she would have pursued and destroyed the little vermin herself. However, she was very aware of how little mother liked being interrupted. So instead of being the cause of her anger (or the target), she retreated back into her private chambers. That, of course, didn't mean that she wouldn't go after the girl. The minions would do their job, but she would make sure it was done before the girl escaped.

Two.

The young woman stared silently from her open bedroom window at the scampering girl before her. Her head tilted slightly to the side, a half smile gracing her lips, curious eyes hidden by the dark strands of hair falling into her face. Her eye lids lowered as a soft breath left her. She was trying to keep herself calm; her slender fingertips twitching. She was hungry for the chase, but it would be no fun for her is she was instant about it. She stepped up onto the golden edge of her windowsill, the cold air of outside gnawing at her pale exposed skin.

One.

She dropped. Her short tresses whipped upwards at her ears, completely surrendering to the violent air swooshing around her. She could hear the rustling of her skirt and upper-outfit, her bow flapping against her skull. Before she could hit the palace ground, her ruby eyes narrowed. She could still see the girl, and her mother's minions chasing after her. She closed her eyes, letting the wind envelop her; then she was gone, only to appear a moment later a bit a distance away from where she had started.

Her teleportation had many uses. Instead of enduring the slight pain that flight inflicted upon her, one of her methods was to drop from a high place and gradually teleport to a landing spot. Well, gradually to her. To other's it was a flash. She appeared again, passed the gates of the palace--Then she vanished. With each appearance, she found herself closer and closer to the girl running desperately before her.

Evalotte reach to her hips, her tongue tasting the cold air and licking at her lips. She drew her twin blades from their sheaths. Just one more and she's mine.

Right as she was about to teleport, the girl before her vanished. Evalotte stopped herself, drifting to a safe distance. Her shoes touched the damp ground and she peered into the darkness. It was as if the girl dropped into nothing. The Queen glanced around her, noticing the minions gurgling in confusion. She could go after her and search, but instead she took a step back and sheathed her weapons. This would save her play time for another day instead of rushing it now. She would be patient.



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"Ay, baby! Where you going?""

The young girl twisted around; her red cloak dancing behind her. Her head tilted cutely and her eyelashes began to bat with innocence. She felt her hips twist back and forth as she thought for a moment and rocked back on her heels.

"To bring my grandma these treats!" She peered down at her hands clutching at a small woven basket. Suddenly, the sweet scent of cinnamon drifted through the air. Mirabelle turned her head back and forth, trying to peer through the thick trees to see where the voice had come from. Not caring enough to search for the culprit, she spun around and began to skip down the winding stone path to her grandma's beautiful cottage at the end.

"Mmm. Yo, maybe you should pick some flowers for that grandmother of yours. I'm sure she'd love them."

She hesitated. This voice did sound like it knew what it was talking about. However, she had a bad feeling. She knew better than to talk to strangers now...She was older! Wiser! Smarter! ...Though, technically, she didn't have to respond. And after all, they were just flowers. What could go wrong? So the adorable Little Mirabelle skipped off of the road and started picking some flowers for her beloved grandmother.

> Some time later...​

The streets were crowded with screaming people. Children were crying, and homes were on fire. In the middle of the chaos, Mirabelle stood, holding her basket of goodies; her mouth gaping. Some sort of explosion erupted in the field behind her, and lava started spewing out of the earth. The world shook angrily, and townspeople tumbled about in horror.

"MIRABELLE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONNNNE?" The towns baker screamed, running away from her flaming bakery.

"Mother of god... " Someone beside her mumbled, taking off a pair of dark sunglasses and gazing up into the sky ominously. Trembling, Mirabelle followed his gaze. The clouds above were swirled and parted, a flaming meteorite hurling towards the Earth. Shrieking, Mirabelle ran. She ran as fast as her little legs could carry her, all of the way down the winding road to her grandma's.

She pushed the door open wildly. "Grandma! We have to go! We have to...Grand...ma?"

Laying her bed was a bulky figure. It turned, ears and face like a wolf, the rest of it's body covered in her grandmother's clothing. Out of it's mouth hung the poor limp hand of her grandmother. The 'creature' swallowed that last bit awkwardly and looked to the side. "Um...So...Sweetheart, where are those treats?"

Mirabelle's eye twitched. "WH-WHAT?!"

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Instead of shooting upwards and hitting her head like she usually did, Mirabelle's eyes just opened to the ceiling above her. She took a deep breath and shook her head of her sleepiness. There could only be one cause for a bizarre dream like that. Only one guy. One sneaky little wolf. Brian. She glared before sitting herself up on the futon she had fallen asleep on.

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⊰ Nikki Skov ⊱​

Her cheek was pressed against the dirt as she laid there, feeling the icy cold numbness spread to her finger tips and gradually towards her left side, right to her heart. Grunting under her breath, Nikki shifted her weight to her left shoulder and then lifted her head to have a look around her. Her vision fuzzed in and out, making it difficult to see in the dark night. Just how hard had she fallen? Her eyes traveled up the ravine wall... It looked so far away.

Then she saw something scuttle up above her, twitching and pacing back and forth above her as if anxious or confused. It was a light blue color... Ice Minion. Probably the one who struck her. It didn't see her, but Nikki knew that it knew she was down here. She tried to move her right arm, but she couldn't even get it to twitch. What ever the Ice Minion struck her with, it was pretty strong. Her arm was completely dead right now. And with the ice steadily spreading, she knew she could be at risk. What a mess she gotten herself into.

To move... or not to move. She had to move, maybe she could slow down the ice effect and it would stop spreading at least. But if she moved, the Minions might see her. And she had a pretty good feeling it wasn't just the minions following her. She couldn't climb back up the way she came, she knew that for a fact. Not with this blasted numbed arm.

Something cool dripped on her cheek, and then again on her hair. There was a hiss, and then the rain began to pour down on her. Another problem... if she was in the ravine, and if it was raining...

Using the rain as a cover, Nikki propped herself up on her left side with her right hand dragging in the dirt and pulled her legs under her. Her whole body screamed in protest, but she clenched her jaw tightly together to not cry out. There was a bolder beside her and she leaned against it, using it to help herself stand up on her shaky legs.

She would have to move forward, there was no option. Nikki stumbled to the right wall of the ravine and gasped softly when she felt a throbbing pain jut through the both of her legs. They weren't broken, she could stand on them for crying out loud. They were just badly beaten up and a little swollen. Her body shuddered when she stood against the earth wall from the cold and the strain her body was undergoing. Even though she was determined, she knew she couldn't do this on her own. Not with the Minions near by...

Holding her useless arm close to herself, Nikki once more shut her eyes tightly as the rain fell against her shaking body and began to focus the best she could. Reaching into another world, Nikki's mind wandered, looking for a familiar feeling. Abruptly, she stumbled across one. It reeked nothing but mayem and confusion, but Nikki found comfort in it and attempted to connect to it.

'Lucifer,' she called out to him through her mind. 'I'm hurt... I need help.' She was struggling to hold on to that thread of thought as her head began to ache. She wondered if her message even got through to him. Reality told her no, but deep down she hoped the answer was yes. Either he got a hold of her message, or by miracle someone was nearby.

 

Lucifer Bedlam​

Lucifer stopped his rambling when a familiar echo crossed his entropic thoughts. It wasn't particularly strong, but it was different. Orderly. It was something he wasn't particularly fond of finding in his own mind. Nevertheless, he smiled his infamous smile and placed his own two feet back beneath him. Only... he wasn't touching the ground like he thought and his weight caught up to him.

Lucifer fell to the ground and upon his bum, which forced him to cry out in surprise. Lewis did not let this opportunity go to waste. As Lucifer looked up, he saw a penguin flying through the air with a particularly large knife in hand. "Oh goodness," Lucifer sighed, quickly removing his hat and slamming it into the penguin... who went into it and never came out the other side. "That is the last time I'm ever inviting Lewis to any of my tea parties." He uttered, lifting himself from the ground and wiping the dirt and grass from his favorite trousers after placing his favorite hat upon his head.

Once more adorning his carefree smile, Lucifer grabbed his cane and violin, leaving the safety of his garden for something far more interesting. And dangerous, hopefully. Oh how he loved danger. It was like playing a very complex game. Lucifer loved games.

It began to rain before he walked three paces. "Oh, wonderful. Now there won't be any cats out," he said cheerily, continuing his voyage. It didn't take very long for him to get lost, however. How long had he been walking? Where was he going? Lucifer continued to walk, these questions gone from his consciousness. He didn't care. It was a wondrous day, what with the rain and its banishing power over any and all feline-kind. "Hrm... I wonder if there are any riddles that I may kn--" Lucifer yelped in surprise the second time that day as he fell... somewhere.

As quickly as he could, he tried making himself weightless. At first, he flapped his arms as fast as he could. Perhaps he could fly out, he believed. When that failed, he acted as though he were climbing an invisible mountain-side. That did no good. He gave up and looked down. He saw the ground. Dirty, rocky... close. Lucifer waited for the fall to come to a close, but it didn't.

"Oh, look," he said with glee. "I can fly! Wendy! I CAN FLY!!!" Lucifer shouted, floating here and there lazily, unwittingly drawing attention to himself. He looked upwards as he glided on his back, noticing the high walls of the chasm. A ravine. With rain. This made him stop and think. Lucifer felt foreboding, but it went away. It always did. It wasn't important. Was it? No, it couldn't be, he thought. "How did I get here?" Lucifer asked himself soon after, just laying on his back in mid-air.

 

Philip was awaiting in the trees for the others. To him, it was never fun to play look out, but he also didn't want to be seen as lazy by the others. Although he was new, he was glad to be apart of such a family. It was a network of people who looked out for each other, fighting for a common goal, well, mostly. They will pay for what they have done, Philip thought to himself, thinking about the Queen and the underlings who she so easily manipulated. He also knew that Misa, the one person who he was completely honest with, lost her family due to them. He wasn't going to rest until that pain was healed.

 

Rosie hummed happily as she cooked supper. While she was putting in the ingredients for a nice stocky soup with mushrooms, she was looking at a book about how to make a healing paste of sorts. Word on the leaves was that a supporter of theirs was sick, and Rosie intended to at least do research to try and help. Oh I recognize this plant. I've seen it a few times gathering mushrooms. she thought to herself. And inbetween doing this, she looked at the clock on the wall. Geez, how long has it been? Nikki's been gone for a while...sure hope she didn't run into...a situation. worried Rosie. She tried to imagine what would cause the delay. Nikki had said she would deliver the message as fast as she could to come back to eat dinner in time. It takes approximately 30 minutes to an hour to get to the ouskirts of the Queen's city where the farmers are. Nikki could sometimes make a round trip in an hour on a good day where weather conditions were favorable. She had actually asked Rosie to sort of time her once. Sometimes, Nikki even managed to cut 20 minutes. It's been almost an hour and a half. 30 minutes more than usual. Even with the rain. Hmmm....well, I'm sure she's fine but...I guess I'll send someone after her. Or...I guess I'll go myself...there doesn't seem to be anyone available... Turning the heat to low on the stove, Rosie left her post in the kitchen and went to look for someone reliable, preferably a better Scout than she was.

 

"Well, your Highness!
I would say it is going swimmingly."


Alek took a sip of his wine. The glistening alcohol dipped down his throat as he kicked back in the hard wooden chair. His crisp brown shirt felt starchy and uncomfortable, though he would not usually mind. His brief moment of leisure felt unusual, and wrong in a way. He bit his lip and placed the chalice lightly on the table. He despised wine.

This wasn't how he wanted to spend a day of rest. He would have preferred to simply make up his work, get ahead in his job. But that wasn't how it worked. Leisure was regulated, a sick kind of punishment for those of his thinning breed. Tortured by the free time, run through by the recreation. He got up from his chair and trod around to the damaged counter inside his dormitory. He gripped the chipping gray edge, watching from the bottom of his eyes as his knuckles grew white and sweaty.

He was so bored! What could he possibly do? What compelled them to give him fun? He sighed, minuscule traces of his wine dripping onto the clean, if cracked, surface. Damn it. He shrugged, his dress shirt feeling more and more unnatural on his weathered shoulders.

Why can't something happen? Anything?

He would even appreciate a fire. ​

 

⊰ Nikki Skov ⊱​

Holding her head with her good hand to try to ease the pain, Nikki broke the connection she attempted to make with the Hatter and sighed out. Suddenly, there was a yelp from above and her head jerked up just in time to see no other than Lucifer hovering above her. Despite the pain, she grinned from ear to ear. But then her smile faltered when Lucifer began to shout with glee, moving this way and that. "Oh... facepalm," Nikki muttered under her breath as her left palm connected to her forehead. Maybe Lucifer wasn't the best person to call out of desperation, but he was here now. At least she wasn't alone. And she had to remind herself many times NEVER to underestimate a mad man.

She cringed form the noise he was emitting and quickly glanced up and over to the edge. The ice minion spotted Lucifer floating here and there, and gurgled with glee. A blue glow went around its hands and then suddenly jutted out towards Lucifer, firing small ice-sickles to the hovering lad. "Lucifer! HEADS UP!" Nikki clamped a hand over her mouth, realizing she just gave her position away. "Oh great..."

The ice Minion looked away from Lucifer, quickly spotting its earlier target. Without hesitation, it began to shoot ice bolts towards Nikki, who was already making herself move forward. However, not really having her bearings yet, she stumbled and fell to the wet earth, covering her head with her left arm to shield herself from the ice shards and dirt showering down on her from the ice that missed her and embedded in the earth just above her head.

Huffing out after waiting for the earth to stop falling on her, Nikki stretched her hand out to the Minion causing specs of dirt to fly out in the rain. There was a fierce look in her eyes as she locked on the target and pulled her hand up as if she had some sort of invisible strings attached to something. Instantly, tree roots shot out of the ground, grabbing and wrapping around the Minion like a hundred snakes and then pulled the ice Minion down to the ground, beginning to pull it inside of the earth.

By now, more Minions were alerted and began to make their way over to where Lucifer and Nikki were. The rain was coming down even harder though.

 

Lucifer Bedlam​

Lucifer glanced at Nikki, his smile widening. "Oh! Miss Nikki! What are you doing all the way out here?" He asked, genuinely ignorant. However, his smile faded as she shouted, forcing Lucifer to frown in confusion. The sound of a Minion, however, brought clarity to the Hatter and he smiled again. He whipped himself into the direction of the gurgling sound and clumsily swung his violin case in front of him, blocking the icicles.

The force and sudden momentum flung the floating lad to the ground, beside Nikki.

"Oh my," he muttered slyly to the girl. "I was unaware you were wanting to have a tea party out here. I would've brought Jack, Lewis, and that boring workaholic." Lucifer rambled on. Nikki, herself, already escaped danger and had just locked down the Minion. Lucifer's smile was that rare, Cheshire smile that was a poor mimicry of Jabberwocky's, but more scarier than anything anyone else could produce. Or so he believed.

"I have a feeling that this is a poor place to have a tea party," Lucifer remarked, thrusting his cane to Nikki as he grabbed her by the wrist as he began to float. "Perhaps we can invite Frosty the Abominable Snowman to tea later when it isn't raining and freezing cold." He gave her a knowing wink.

Already he began to float out of the ravine, back the way he came.

...Maybe.

 

Rosie went around the rooms when she saw the room of Alek. She had heard a thud and thus figured that he was present. Knocking on the door three times, she called out, "Mr. Alek? Mr. Alek? I've got a job for you, if you have the time." Rosie hoped he wouldn't mind going out in the rain on such an errand. She was also getting a little worried about Lucifer too. A while ago, she had noticed he was having a tea party with a penguin outside a window. She just passed by that window and he wasn't there anymore. On the list of "People That Worry Me", Lucifer was near the top. Technically everyone at Grimm's Academy worried her, but the people at the top worried her most. Lucifer could be anywhere. On the roof, on the forest floor, in danger, not in danger, having fun, being depressed, etc. I should have a tracker or something be put on that boy. It's too bad we don't have any inventors in the house. Besides that, Rosie hadn't known Alek Hitzig for too long. He always seemed to be so busy, just like her. However, she knew that he was an older man and thus deserved a level of respect. Thus, the following conversation would probably be the first real time she's ever interacted with him besides saying hello in passing.

 

"Curiosity killed the cat, so am I next?"​

Emotions collided and crashed into one another, causing troubled thoughts and terrible memories to emerge. No matter how much Gracie attempted to suppress her dreams, they always revealed themselves. Horrible memories overlapped each other, mixing into one breathtaking nightmare. The crash, the funeral, the orphanage, the bullies, roaming streets alone; they all flooded into Gracie's mind like an unforgiving waterfall. "Why me?" the girl whispered to herself, her blonde hair falling slowly.

Gracie rubbed her droopy, sapphire eyes. She blinked a few times, her vision returning from its own slumber. "Those dreams... those nightmares," she corrected. "When will they all go away?" She glanced around her room, pale sunlight managing to pass through the dusty window. The baby blue walls seemed to close in on her as her breathing rate increased. Her eyes widened as they shot across the room towards the door.

Gracie stood up and ran to the door, slamming it shut behind her. Somehow it felt like she experienced it before; the feeling of growing smaller and smaller, the feeling that inanimate objects coming to life. It sent shivers down her spine as she looked around the hallway.

Gracie leaned against the wall and slid down, tears rolling down her cheek. "Please... make them stop."​

 

⊰ Nikki Skov ⊱​

The instant Nikki began the float with Lucifer, the instant that the adrenalin rush dispersed, leaving her sluggish as she was earlier. She used up too much energy in the same time period, and now she was completely useless for a while. She shivered from the cold of the rain, feeling it starting to soak through her clothes and into her skin. Lucifer was holding her wrist that was still awake, and the other arm hand't woken up yet. She couldn't feel anything in that one at all.

"Lewis the penguin scares me sometimes, not to be rude," Nikki chimed in, her voice quiet and breathless. "Frosty is okay though, he's at least cuddly..." Her eyes floated beneath her, and she could see that the ravine had already begun to have a small stream trickling down it. "No, it isn't a good place for a tea party... we'd be swimming like little yellow ducks... Or purple ducks. Which ever color you prefer. But if we have a tea party, you have to teach me how to drink with my left hand... my right hand is completely useless, I can't move it all. That, and my shoulder... and my neck and chest are starting to feel funny... kind of tingly..."

What Nikki didn't know or wouldn't have known was that an ice shard from the ice Minion from the blow that struck her earlier, that made her fall in the ravine, was embedded in her skin in her shoulder blade. She couldn't feel it though, because it had of course numbed her to the very center of the nerves in that area. It had a strange, light purplish-blue color to it; barely any blood was coming out around it. Nikki could barely feel the coldness slowly creeping across her nerves, slowly freezing everything from the inside out. This was like a poison, or something close to that, from the Ice Minion. Whether it would kill Nikki or not, it wasn't certain at the moment. But the longer time they spent without it being treated, the more the ice effect was going to spread across her body. Her head was already starting to feel fuzzy again.

"Mr. Alek is so going to have my head when we get back..." Nikki groaned, letting Lucifer gently lift them more from the ravine.

Out of the blue, a spider web like substance sprung at the floating Lucifer and Nikki which came straight form an earth Minion. Right afterwards, small fire balls were hurled at them from a fire Minion, trying to shoot them down.

 

Lucifer Bedlam​

Lucifer was humming to himself while Nikki was talking, nearly forgetting she was there until he noted the spiderweb-like thing shooting out from the ground below them, and the fireballs coming from somewhere else. "Oh dear," he muttered, dodging the spiderweb substance and thrusting his violin case up in front of himself as the fireballs were within range. Fortunately for Nikki, Lucifer and the violin case took the brunt of the force and heat. This forced them to fly a few meters and land on the land above the ravine.

He landed with an "oof" as he let go of Nikki's wrist. It took him a moment to reorient himself, and as he did, he yelped. The metal handle of his case had burnt his hand. "That was my favorite hand..." he mourned, sitting himself back up. Despite burning his hand, there was nothing serious done. Perhaps a few singed hairs, a burnt tailcoat, and... Lucifer's eye twitched as he saw the brim of his hat. His eyes were a-lit with a tempest, deadly firestorms roused from the depths of his madness. Though rarely angered, causing any damage to his hat was a deal-breaker.

His red eyes narrowed, his lips parted into that poor-mimicry of Jabberwocky's mischievous smile, and his singed hand twitched with anticipation. As the metal cooled, which was nearly instantly due to the heavy rain fall, Lucifer opened his violin case. He was suddenly inspired by his own rage, by the events of the day, and by the rain to propose a musical piece. Fortunately for him, there was an audience. Grabbing his violin, Lucifer raised himself from the ground and tapped the bow upon the brim of his slightly singed hat.

The air became colder as he edged closer to the ravine, the sky became darker as he brought the violin to his chin, and the heavy winds silenced themselves as the bow neared the strings. Then, in a sudden moment, Lucifer began to play a rapid, discordant melody. It was fast and it sounded like the wails of the damned. And indeed it was, for within the ravine appeared wraiths and specters of long past, arising from the ground and from the chasm walls. They groaned and moaned.

The melody stopped as quickly as it began, and there was silence. Though it was only for an instant, it could've felt like hours or days. Again the music began to play, but it was more beautiful in its insanity. The chords were no longer a screeching keen, but rather sad notes with no equal. It was a melody of loneliness and despair. Though the notes were not at all harmonic, they were beautiful in their entropy. The damned below began to assault the Minions who dared singe Lucifer's hat.

And so, the Minuet of Madness began.

Peter Piper Pepper​

Peter sat upon his bed within the Queen's castle, biting into an apple. Before him was a Book of God, full of ridiculous tenets and stories. He scoffed as he remembered each passage. God... if there were such a ridiculous thing, the world wouldn't be as it is. He thought, biting into the apple again after he swallowed his last back. The Piper was bored and with nothing to do. He had many options, of course, such as harassing the Queen's daughter or annoy Krowley with his wit. Peter could also demand an audience with Queen Sylvia herself, but that was an unwise course, even for him or Evalotte. He brooded, sitting back and considering the course before him...

 

"Please.
Attempt to be a gentleman."


Alek beamed. A job. Yes. Brilliant. Perfect. He spun on his heel and adjusted his tie. He gripped the copper handle of the door and flung it open, finding himself face to face with a fellow cadet, that girl, Rosie. He gave a slight smile. "A job, was it?" He murmured, carefully concealing his previous stress. He'd never really seen much of Rosie, but to be honest, he'd never really seen much of the majority of the cadets.

Lucifer, however. Lucifer he knew. Well, knew stories of. And knew about him. Lucifer was a madman, and a despicable one as such. Despite the fact he is unstable, the large majority of cadets had nothing truly against his personality, as far as Alek could tell. He could not abide the way Lucifer worked. And yet, something entrapped him to just see what fresh hell he would bring. He couldn't argue with it.

He bit his lip and lowered an eyebrow at the thoughts of Lucifer. Not in front of the girl, he thought. "What exactly was it?"

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Misa didn't quite understand the actions that lead her to this moment. Usually, she would spend her free mornings walking reading though her novels and meditating in her room. However, today was drastically different. For some reason, she decided that it was a good idea to get up, grab an apple and explore the forest around her. It began at a slow pace, Misa taking small bites out of her apple while looking out at the trees. She was even humming a song under her breath.

Of course, she knew that it was too good to be true. She knew that something was going to break through the peaceful morning and make it another game of survival. Indeed she was right.

"Oh no," Misa muttered to herself, doing her best to hide behind one of the trees.

She first noticed Nikki and Lucifer , and then noticed that they were being attacked by the Queen's Minions. She wanted to help her friends in any way she possibly could. Before she was ready to use her hair as a weapon, she noticed that Lucifer seemed to have things under control. She slowly made her way through the trees, trying to get as close to her friends as possible.

"Need some help," She tried to whisper to her friends, only a few feet away.

 

"Curiosity killed the cat, so am I next?"​

"Enjoy the show, Gracie dear?" a lean, stern faced woman asked her daughter.

"Yes mommy. My favorite part was when the purple puppet hit the green one on the head with the bat!" Gracie replied with a sincere giggle.

"Well I'm glad to hear my baby girl liked the show!" a muscular man added in. He turned around in his seat and locked eyes with Gracie. Her smile seemed to shine through the gloomy dusk and the light pitter patter of rain. Her father gave a sly smile in return, then turned to his wife. Gracie's eyelids felt heavy, like wights were being added to them as each second passed. With a yawn, Gracie curled into a ball and shut her eyes. She drifted off into a graceful slumber. "Cynthia, look at Gracie. She's asleep." Gracie's father whispered to his wife.

"Really Kyle?" Cynthia asked. She looked to her spouse, who replied with a slight nod. She smiled and peered out the front hole she used to see, no other carriages in sight. Only for a second. She turned her body to see her adorable daughter clinging to her body. "Aw, she looks so peaceful Ky-" she managed to say before her body flung out of the carriage, blood beginning to drip from the impact wounds.

Gracie woke up with a jolt as she looked around, her mind racing. She slowly peered into the front of the carriage to see her parents in the road covered in blood, their bodies limp and lifeless. Tears began to form in her delicate eyes as she exited the carriage and shook them vigorously. "Mommy... Daddy... it's time to wake up," she weakly murmured into their ears. "Nap time's over, silly heads. We need to get home." Silence filled the air as rays from the moon cascaded onto Gracie and her parents. "It's not pretend time guys, we can do that when we get home," she paused, gathering a deep breath. "We need to go home so you can tuck me into bed and give me a kiss good night."

No reply.

☆☆☆☆☆​

Shaking her head, the thought floated away, escaping from the crevasses of her mind. She felt light headed and stumbled as she stood up, using the wall as support. Her cheeks were wet with fresh tears. Gracie wiped them away with her arm as she looked around the hallway once more. "What to do..." she trailed off in thought, trying to occupy her mind with an activity to prevent another memory from forming. She looked to her left to see what seemed like an endless line of doors. Then, it came to her. Maribelle!

Keeping at a shallow pace, Gracie glanced at the room numbers. "104, 105, 106... ah, here she is," she almost shouted. She knocked on the door gently, hoping that Maribelle was in her room.​

 

⊰ Nikki Skov ⊱​

As soon as Lucifer let go of Nikki's wrist, she sunk to the ground, holding her numbed shoulder. Her vision blurred, barely aware where she was at or what had just happened. She could feel the anger emitting off of Lucifer though and she looked up to see the tip of Lucifer's hat burnt. 'Oh he is soooo ticked now,' she thought before she heard her heart beat in her ears and saw triples of Lucifer fading around him.

She winced and gasped, doubling over with nauseousness overwhelming her. The rain pattered on her back, but she could barely feel it. The numbness had spread to the base of her neck, creeping to the side of her face and down her spine to her torso. Everything was becoming so numb, so cold. She was starting to not feel much on her right side, like she didn't even have a right side at all. Her ear was even starting to ring and intensified when she heard the strings of the violin being screeched. She gritted her teeth tightly together as her stomach swam and her head jarred from the noise... Then it faded off, turning into somewhat a faded melody.

"Lucifer..." She didn't even feel herself speak. Nikki didn't even notice the other presence behind them. Instead, being overwhelmed with this feeling of cold and sickness, she let herself fall on her left side. She couldn't even see straight anymore, but instead saw nothing but blurs and heard nothing but her rapid heartbeat and her jagged breathing.

The ice shard still jutted out of her back hauntingly; her skin was beginning to turn blue from the ice "poison" the ice Minion inflicted on her.

'I really messed up this time...'

The Minions under Lucifer's spell were being pulled left and right, being confused by the noise and then caught of guard by the wretched soul's grasps and tugs. Soon, they were overwhelmed and at Lucifer's mercy. But no mercy was to be be bestowed upon them.

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A sinister smile spread across the queen's lips as she watched the events unfold in the little glass orb in her hands. Of course, the feed she was getting was unclear, for somehow Garriot Forest blocked her powers from reaching far within them. Despite herself, she was impressed with how far the little Grimm had gotten before the ice minion struck her and caused her to tumble. Others were overcome by her magical creatures within seconds, but she managed to outrun them.

But the Hatter on the other hand impressed her even more... He seemed to not have hold on most of his abilities, but once he pulled out that violin, she thought better of him. "He could be a match for my dear Peter," the queen mumbled under her lips. Her minions were defeated, she had seen enough. Now if her daughter tried to pursue her target she failed to lost, that was up to her. Queen Sylvia was feeling a little "generous". "Perhaps the Grimm won't live," she said to herself. "The poison is surely spreading quickly.What a shame..." The queen chuckled menacingly as she looked into the orb, waiting to see what in fact would happen next.

 

Lucifer Bedlam​

It ended. Lucifer finished his melody with a harsh, devilish stroke that turned into a graceful flourish. He stood there, upon that ledge, for a long time as he gazed at the carnage below. The Minions had been torn apart, limb from limb, by the many wraiths that danced to his malevolent tune. Lucifer exhaled and slowly turned around, his expression jovial. The Hatter stared curiously at Misa and Nikki. "Oh? What are you two doing?" He asked curiously. "And why does the sleeping girl have my cane?"

Lucifer approached Misa and Nikki slowly, tipping his hat in greeting with the knuckles of his folded index and middle finger. "Would either of you be interested in a tea party? I could bring Lewis, Alastair, and the grumpy old coot," Lucifer said, referring to the penguin, the Mad March Hare, and Alek. Overall, it appeared Lucifer had once again became oblivious to the matters at hand.

Peter Piper Pepper​

Peter sneezed as he walked down the corridors of the Queen's castle. "They say someone's talking about you each time you sneeze," Peter muttered skeptically, looking for an excuse to complain. He was bored and needed something to do. He smiled mischievously. Peter paused at a specific door within the corridor, knocking on it.

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall..." he began, his tone mocking. "Won't you play a game with the smartest of them all?"

Peter chuckled, waiting for Krowley to answer the door.

 

"Ah yes...if you're not too busy, I would sort of...like for you to...kind of...go out and search for Nikki and possibly Lucifer...and any other Cadets that are not here...if you don't mind..." replied Rosie hesitantly. This seemed like too menial a job for Mr. Alek, but as far as she knew, she was just about the only decent cook at the academy, and she had to get dinner ready. Not to mention, she had a feeling that she would also have to prepare her herbs. "I'll entrust you to this task," she ended with a slight bow of her head as she went back to the kitchen and continued to make a hearty soup, while also getting out ingredients and materials from the medicinal cabinet.