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Post by Jack Frost on Mar 27, 2013 15:03:21 GMT -5
Jack Frost was doing his usual thing, creating snow days and winter fun for the children. He loved being a guardian, which was something that the child of winter wouldn’t have said or decided before he had become one. He always thought that it would be boring work but in reality, Jack didn’t really have to do anything different. He just wasn’t able to mess with Bunny’s Easter egg hunts, which sort of was a downer since that was one of Jack’s favorite things to do, but never the mind. He always found something else fun to do.
Jack had become close to the child named Jamie after they had defeated Pitch. Jack still goes to visit Jamie every once in a while and always enjoys the visits. Jack had been flying in the sky, minding his own business when he had felt something strange. The child of winter had gotten down, landed in a field, somewhere he knew was nowhere near where he is from or where he was going.
“whoa…” Jack said to himself as he looked around. Something was definitely wrong here. It looked like he was back in the past, back in time away from everyone else. As Jack stepped on the grass in the field, it all froze. The first thought that came to his mind was Jamie and the second, everyone else. He looked around, not knowing what to do next.
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Post by Jessica Rabbit on Mar 27, 2013 16:51:03 GMT -5
Heels sunk into the grass and were lifted free with little to no effort. Her body slunk from side to side, hips tilting deliciously with every move she made. She was absolutely gorgeous, stunning, flawless. Hair hung in flawless curves, not a single strand out of place or line. She had curves any woman would die for and a sultry seductive voice to make any head turn. Clad in a gown far to revealing for this day and age she sauntered through the fields.
She was carved from mans deepest desires, its most scandalous depravities. She was unflawed beauty, the every wet dream of every man. A fantasy brought to life by an artist's imagination and a spell. She wasn't bad, she was just drawn that way. A burst of light and suddenly she wasn't alone. Levitation was not something unusual at least in her eyes, she had lived in toon town. You couldn't get much more bizarre than that, and he had not yet noticed her. He landed on the grass and watched it freeze where he stepped.
"Hello doll... you seem to be lost." Her voice oozed seduction, desire, lust. Hands would slowly find their way to her hips and her head gently tilted to the side, watching him silently. He was not her husband, but he would make for good company... providing he wasn't a weasel.
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Post by Oswald the Lucky Rabbit on Mar 27, 2013 20:17:28 GMT -5
Oswald had just arrived in Aledon from Wasteland and had decided his first manner of buisness was to find a fellow Toon im this crazy mixed up world. He recognized Jessica Rabbit from a distance and decided to start by letting her know he was a Toon himself.
"Jessica Rabbit, I presume," he said, approaching the product of loveliness, "The name's Oswald the Lucky Rabbit, first creation of Walt Disney. I just thought you should know that I'm a friend of your husband."
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Post by Jack Frost on Apr 3, 2013 11:42:16 GMT -5
Jack Frost looked around. This place was just too weird. He laughed a little though. He wasn’t going to let anything get him down. The child of winter let a snowball form in the palm of his hand. He had thrown it up in the air and watched it pop into a million tiny pieces of snowflakes. The child of winter smiled. He watched the snow fall down onto the grass and he sat down. He wished that he had friends here, people he knew or someone to talk to but he knew that he couldn’t have everything he wanted. Jack looked around and he stood back up again and taking his staff. he touched the staff to the ground and frost formed around him.
A voice had caught him off guard. He looked over and saw a red haired woman. Jack looked around. There was no one around him and then back to her. Could she see him? She looked a little old to be believing in childish things, even though the childish things were very real. She had told him he seemed lost. Jack’s eyes narrowed as he looked at her. Should he trust the girl?
Before he could answer though, another man had come up to them. He had called her Jessica Rabbit and he said his name was Oswald the Lucky Rabbit. What kind of name is that? Clearly he isn’t a rabbit like Bunnymund. He then said he was the first creation of Walt Disney. Who is Walt Disney? Jack was so confused. The Child of Winter raised his staff and slammed it on the ground causing a giant gust of wind. He didn’t want to be ignored anymore and had a few questions of his own.
“who are you people, where am I?” Jack demanded from both of them.
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Post by Oswald the Lucky Rabbit on Apr 3, 2013 15:39:56 GMT -5
Oswald was a bit startled by Jack's response, but he got over it and began to explain their situation.
"Well," Oswald said, "By the look of things, I'd say we have somehow been swept from our own worlds and sent to a world where time perpetually stays in The Middle Ages. As for who I am, I was an anthropomorphic rabbit who ruled a world for forgotten Toons, but I was turned into a human when I arrived here."
Oswald held out his hand for Jack to shake.
"Like I said," Oswald concluded, "I'm Oswald. Now then, you are?"
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Post by Jessica Rabbit on Apr 7, 2013 12:33:41 GMT -5
Before the strange boy could reply, a voice sounded from behind her. The stunned red head turned, her large eyes falling upon the form of an equally tall gentlemen... he knew Roger? Was Roger here?The two spoke briefly and when their became a pause in their conversation she smiled seductively as was her nature and languidly curtsied as she introduced herself. "Jessica, Jessica Rabbit is my name, and you are currently in Aledon. Sucked here from your own world I would imagine." Her tones were long and drawn out. Pulling and seductive. "And who, are you?" That was directed at the white haired boy.
Her eyes flickered back to Oswald and taking a step closer, she blinked once, twice. "You know my darling Roger? How is he? Oh I hope he dosen't think I left him!" Her face paled at the thought, despite her flawless form her heart belonged to a single man, her beloved Roger. She loved him unconditionally and eternally faithful to the rabbit, much to the shock and disbelief of most everyone else. But he has been bold enough to approach her, seek her out... he made her laugh and she missed him terribly. Even in this strange human form.
"Forgive me, it has been several moons since last I saw my husband and I am not so accustomed to going this long without him." She purred, shifting where she stood, hair falling in perfect ringlets to frame her face.
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Post by Jack Frost on Apr 8, 2013 11:16:56 GMT -5
Jack Frost looked at both of them after his sudden outburst that he had just had. The white haired boy was lost, confused and had no way of knowing how he got here and how to get home. He was panicking, well not that anyone could see, panicking like how he did when he witnessed Sandy being killed. Jack wasn’t going to be a victim here. He was going to take down anyone that would try to hurt him and try to find his friends.
The conversation between the two people almost wanted to make Jack leave. They obviously weren’t going to help him so why should he stick around. The man was the first to reply. He had said that they were swept from their worlds and that this guy was a rabbit, then introduced himself as Oswald. Jack looked at his hand when he held it out to be shaken but Jack just eyed him curiously. Finally giving up, Jack took one hand off of his staff and he had shaken the guys hand, allowing the guy to feel that Jack wasn’t a normal person, that his skin was cold as death. Jack had taken back his hand and grasped his staff again.
The girl was the next one to speak, saying that he name was Jessica Rabbit. She had said the same thing that the man had said. She then asked for his name and Jack didn’t answer. He didn’t trust them. He didn’t trust them one bit. The white haired child of winter looked around and let out a sigh. He knew that he had to make friends here.
“Jack Frost” Jack had said to her.
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Post by Jessica Rabbit on Apr 13, 2013 14:59:37 GMT -5
A coy smile drifted across her face, temptation was her middle name despite her own opinions on the matter she would forever be the dark, lustful fantasy that crept in the most deprived corner of every mans mind. She was crafted from desire and lust and such was her personality, the fact that she wore a wedding ring upon her finger was a testament to her will of control. Not once had she betrayed Roger. No matter how tempting the thought may or may not have been.
She slunk towards the male with hair the color of her husbands fur. A smile drenched in sin pulling at the corners of her lips. She sauntered towards him, eyes glittering with something mischievous and dark. She didn't mean to be so seductive, it was simply the way she was. It got old but what could she do? As determined as she could be she couldn't deny her soul, even when she was clobbering the damned weasels she couldn't switch.
"Relax doll... violence isn't my thing, I have no intention of starting a fight." Her tones were low and soft, soothing, calming, she held out a hand of unblemished skin and a flawless texture. Her eyes were a shimmering beacon of light. "Where are you from love?" She tried for gentle, he seemed so young, scarcely a boy. How old was she? Sixty? Seventy? She didn't know, she was immortal, time was irrelevant to her.
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