BAE SUJI, SUZY — FALINE ( bambi )
JUNG EUNJI ( apink ) — HONEY LEMON ( big hero six ) *extension
JUNG EUNRAN, MIN HYORIN ( soloist )  — BELLE ( beauty and the beast ) *extension
JUNG JINYOUNG ( b1a4 ) — CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW ( pirates of the caribbean ) *extension
KIM JONGHYUN ( shinee ) — PAPA BEAR ( goldilocks )
KIM MINGYU ( seventeen ) — HAKU ( spirited away ) *extension
MARIE ( the aristocats )Â
THE QUEEN OF HEARTS ( alice in wonderland )Â *extension
PENDING APPLICATIONS TILL 02/21/16!
PARK JIMIN ( bts ) — THE WHITE RABBIT ( alice in wonderland )Â
the following faceclaims are free to be roleplayed!
TUAN MARK ( got7 )  — PRINCE PHILLIP ( sleeping beauty )
IM YOONA ( snsd ) — LADY ( lady and the tramp )
KOO JUNHOE ( ikon ) — PIED PIPER ( pied piper )
MINATOZAKI SANA ( twice ) — MARIE ( the aristocats ) * extension
NA HAERYUN ( bestie )  — THUMBELINA ( thumbelina )
PARK JIYEON ( t-ara ) — GO GO TAMAGO ( big hero six ) * extension
PARK JUNGHWA ( exid ) — ODETTE ( swan lake )
YOON BOMI ( apink ) — TIANA ( princess and the frog )
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ SALLY ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ CHOI JINRI ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ CORONA APARTMENT COMPLEX ] AND WORKING AS A [ SEAMSTRESS AT THE BIBBIDI BOBBIDI BOUTIQUE ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
        AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
Whoever thought it’d be fun creating a being out of sole pieces of rag sure had unusual ideas, or so she thought when she first woke up in Dr. Finklestein’s lab, surrounded by odd looking machines she wouldn’t dare asking about. Hers was a life of mild slavery, bound to her creator and ultimately forced to take care of him as an only child would of an aging father, a task she undertook with grace, as she had little freedom to choose. Kept under lock and key, she did nothing but dream about the wonders awaiting her in the outside world, driven by a constant desire to flee and accomplish something beyond herself. The thought of the pumpkin king, the idolized patron spirit of Halloween Town, brought her solace night after night, imagining several scenarios in her head, wondering how would she meet him, under what circumstances; one day, if she managed to escape that house turned prison, she would finally be able to convey him her admiration. She would wait. She always did.
→ DONGHWA
Leaving the homelands behind was a nightmare for most fables, but in her case, it allowed her to savour an unfamiliar, yet so very welcome sense of freedom she had never known. Amidst all the confusion, she managed to slip out of the doctor’s sight, a decision she knew would condition her forever when she heard the rage in his voice, raising above the fables heads as he reclaimed her presence; that’d be the last time she’d see him. After wandering the streets of what would be her new neighborhood, she stopped in her tracks upon noticing a shimmering storefront; many pieces of cloth were gathered in there, shining in colors she didn’t even know existed. Her feet moved on their own as they guided her inside the store, and after a good ten minutes of enthusiastic chatter about needlework, the job was rightfully hers. Now, with an income source of her own, she could finally afford a modest roof above her head without the constant watch of her creator, and suddenly she felt capable of anything, all the opportunities once slipping through her fingers were now within her grasp. True, new things to consider such as glamour attaining and the mingling among mundanes cross her mind constantly these days, but she’s resolved to make the best out of her new life. She’s her own person now.
If she was ever a person, that is.
→ GLAMOUR
The conditions in which she lived back in the homelands made her grow uninteresed in luxuries, therefore she’d rather save up and eventually spend her money in legal glamour, something she deems a dire need, instead of trusting unlikely sources; quite the naive choice, considering the high prices of a single bottle of legal glamour, but she prefers it that way, as risking her stay at donghwa is a foolish thought she’d rather not consider. Glamour withdrawal will cause her skin to grow extremely pale to the point of appearing somewhat blue even, and its texture will turn slightly coarse to the touch. Also a notable trace of sewed stitches will cover most parts of her body, revealing the pieces of fabric she’s truly made of.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ SNOW WHITE ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ BAEK SULHYUN ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ OLYMPUS TOWERS ] AND WORKING AS [ OWNER OF DONGHWA BOOKS ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
it was a peaceful time for the princess ever since the prince had found her asleep under the spell of a poisoned apple in the glass coffin. it always amazed her how they fell in love the moment their eyes met after his lips breathed life into her. the dwarfs cheered happily for snow white on as the prince swept her off her feet to their new life in his castle. she promised her seven friends she would come back to visit them again to fully repay for their generosity and check up on them. they had been there for her when no one else was after all. in her new life, the prince had given her a sense of security and warmth as they went on their days in the castle. snow white didn’t have to worry about her evil stepmother offering her a poisoned apple or a huntsman coming after her to slaughter her now that she was with the prince. however, those peaceful times came to an end as the princess was forced to run away without her loved ones by her side when the empire came knocking at the castle door. the sense of security snow white had died, causing a dreaded feeling to form in the pit of her stomach just as the poisoned apple did to her when the fruit slid down her throat.
→ DONGHWA
it was a difficult transition for snow white as she fled her beloved’s castle to the safe haven known as donghwa. she missed the prince and the seven dwarfs dearly when they didn’t show up. days turned into weeks and snow white wasn’t sure how she was going to survive without them. the princess hadn’t been this alone ever since she ran away from her own castle years before. however, a helpful hand (or paw) decided to lift her dreaded spirits. arielle’s land had been one of the firsts to be attacked, allowing the female to adapt to donghwa quickly. snow white, not knowing what to do, hesitantly accepted the help arielle offered and changed her name to baek sulhyun in order to fit in with donghwa’s society. the demure princess slowly came out of her shell after developing her abilities to survive. she was able to speak her mind and soon opened a quiet bookshop in donghwa, wanting to keep a small piece of herself from changing in this new world.
→ GLAMOUR
through some calm bargaining and a few favors here and there, snow white gains her glamour from the witch. however, on the days where the princess doesn’t want to stoop to the witch’s level, she goes to one of the shadier parts of Donghwa to receive glamour. when her glamour begins to wear off, her slightly tanner skin begins to go back to her original milky white tone and her lips turn to their usual rosy red color.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ MALEFICENT ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ HWANG MIYOUNG ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ OLYMPUS TOWERS ] AND WORKING AS A [ DEALER AT TITANIUM ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
you were taken away from your parents upon birth, leaving you alone in the dust before a raggedy couple had taken you in before you disappeared with the intention of wanting to raise a daughter. they leave you alone when you were old enough to take care of yourself, believing that you were ultimately never wanted, left in the dust on your own but you adapt by yourself before you were taking in by a rather lowly pair and not even them could be compared to the rest. you have been deemed too much to handle by demanding every little thing, every little attention that they cannot give you.
your appearance was always in question, dark shades of color matches the color of your heart as it began to swallow you up whole before you’re mature enough in regards of age. they give you the strangest of looks, like they were almost afraid of you but you do nothing.
you were with him… when you were sixteen before things started to change. you’re gravely disappointed when he deceives you, defiles you before he was dangerously corrupted with eyes that began to scare you. just when you thought you had found someone who actually wanted you, it had been too good to be true and you realize that true love was nonexistent, something that had to be destroyed and might as well be a complete myth. always the forgotten child, the child whose not as great as the other children beyond the kingdom. everyone paraded around like fools in the midst of a newborn baby of the king and queen and you’re just as intrigued, secretly expressing a good amount of eagerness for what was to come with the birth of their new baby girl. the one and only.
running in and out of your little enchanted dominion, rampant, you complain to your little pet raven resting on your shoulder, unable to join the midst of the celebration and extravagant parties. back then, she expressed her excitement and eagerness and no matter how much you thought those celebrations were a waste of time. so they say that no one would invite a plain woman, the lowest of the low. then they eventually call you the wicked woman with a black heart who shielded herself away and that was what you became. your eyes would grow dark while the skies turn into a mixture of midnight blue and gray to declare that the kingdom was in the midst of a unique type of chaos once the little Princess was born.
beyond the dark forest where you ultimately hide out in out of embarrassment and resentment, large ravens haunt the skies as they flew and you knew that they were your only friends, your companion to accompany you and your devilish deeds against her. little miss princess, little miss perfect. she needed to be taught a lesson, you thought while your anger was first driven by jealousy and humiliation, loneliness. she had men lined up to woo the princess herself, although these weren’t your average gentlemen who was willing to take you away on a white horse like perfect prince.
you leave her to suffer more than you, more specifically towards revenge of the king and queen themselves for never inviting you. when you’ve been found out by a couple of rats, which you ultimately called them, you’re chased down by a group of soldiers with no intention of running. instead you fight your way out, attempting to slaughter every last one of them, but not exactly with your malevolent touch. then soon then after, she’s separated from her own dominion by a strange source, leaving you with a slight change of plans.
→ DONGHWA
nothing’s just better than the present, it seems. off in the mundane word, her appearance had changed drastically, making it hard to see what harms she had done in the past, the amount of enemies that she had managed to make in her life time; thousands. her black heart still existed, she belonged to the wicked and the evil, although still preferring to use manipulation in order to have any of her plans succeed. it’s difficult to tell that this woman was capable of bloodshed and murder, she keeps it under wraps unless someone had the courage to ask, that is. her manipulative behavior effects anyone and everyone who she finds useful in order to do her dirty deeds for her. mostly nowadays, it was for her own enjoyment. she does not take ridicule quite well, but managing to mask her annoyance and anger with a smile so skillfully, it’s almost haunting. her heart was filled with empty feelings, nothing really comes out well when speaking to her and all they will hear is her voice, her laughter and enjoyment when seeing someone so troubled.
→ GLAMOUR
she’s paid a ridiculous amount of money with dealing with drugs, occasionally producing her own work for her own personal gain when using it on others; sneaky and sly. being a former sorceress or rather when she was in her homeland, her hobby for potion making grew when her magic was no longer an option for the time being. she started selling them illegally in order to get her hands on the best glamour in donghwa that money could money, money in which were not her own exactly. in which when she does not get her pay in time, the first stage of her transformation would be her pure and smooth skin turns into a swamp green color. without several days, weeks of her pay, she’d begin to grow scales, occupying half of her face in representation of dragon scales although she does not have to worry about turning fully at all.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ THE EVIL QUEEN ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ KIM TAEYEON ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ OLYMPUS TOWERS ] AND WORKING AS [ OWNER OF FAIREST COSMETICS ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
i. she spawns from a life of nothing, skin littered with dirt and sweat from hard days of labour, but that layer does nothing to hide the beauty she possess. even when she owns nothing, the world eats from her dainty fingers, and she rises to power.
queenship is wrapped neatly for her just as it was promised, nights during her childhood of secret desires and praise whispered into her ears from a wishful father and absent mother setting the base for her goals.
yet, she is not happy. the king weeps for his fallen queen, and the land looks at her as the runner-up. she intrudes on the monarchy, and is looked at as nothing but a pretty replacement until the day the true beauty will rise. and her pure heart twists.
ii. the lands affairs no longer concern her, unless it has to do with her appearance. she is no longer looked over, she makes sure of that, and all know not to question the queen who rules them with a face of beauty and heart carved of ice.
from cherry lips fall every command for execution, harsh eyes watching as her people pleaded to live, and she laughs— laughs at their pain, at their misery, and at the tears that fall from their eyes as they cry to her. she gives little thought as their bodies decay in the dungeons, and maybe that’s the reason it’s so easy to target the little stain her late husband left behind.
it enrages her, how such a work of innocence proves harder to deal with than she thought, but she learns. if you want something done right, do it yourself.
iii. she’s driven deeper into her insanity with only one goal in mind— eliminate the fairest to become the fairest. her plan seems so foolproof, like nothing could ruin the outcome she’d been so sure would happen.
yet, she falls, hard and fast in her feeble old frame, and not even her magic can save her now. it’s on the throes or death that she is saved, approached with a deal.
she isn’t stupid, she knows she’s far too weak to save herself, so she takes the unknown hand. she can feel the change, her shift, and the world becomes a haze.
→ DONGHWA
i. she wakes in a daze, eyes glazed and ears full of foreign sound. it’s too bright, too loud, but she feels different— better than she’s ever felt before. maybe it was her new surroundings, the new life that was now within grasp, or the new body she absolutely adored.
her smile is golden, and no matter how many she passed, she never found another whose beauty surpassed her own.
ii. old habits are hard to break. still she keeps her eyes open, gaze cast towards all she passed on a regular basis, challenging and harsh. while weak, she still retains enough power to put anyone in their place, and as long as her facade holds itself, all is well.
she walks with an empty grin, and her eyes cut. it’s the role she keeps, one of power and importance— even in this world, she will be queen, no matter the domain.
iii. her coats are lined in silk, face the perfect canvas, and nothing could be any more perfect. her head stands tall and she walks with strength. she can feel their stares, their whispers of envy and longing, and her heart flutters madly.
finally, all is as she’d wanted.
her burden is no where in sight, she leads in the cosmetics field, and she’s sought after by all. what more could she wish for?
→ GLAMOUR
taeyeon takes care in making sure she has the most reliable glamour there is, venturing straight to the source, no matter the expense. she has the money to afford it, so why not, especially when it ensures no living soul would ever see what her mask of beauty ferociously hides? she couldn’t let those around her see what she really was: the old hag hunched over with skin that sagged and looked ghastly, almost translucent, hair the truest of greys that seemed to frizz and break off at every angle, and a face of true disgust. if anyone were to ever see the state she had doomed herself to in her ancient history of jealousy, life wouldn’t be worth living any longer.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ DUCHESS ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ LEE ARIELLE ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ OLYMPUS TOWERS ] AND WORKING AS [ OWNER OF NEVERLAND ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
In her world, Arielle was a cat, a slender white Turkish Angora cat with sapphire blue eyes. She had a loving owner, wonderful children, and a wonderful (and amusing) husband. After the incident with her owner’s butler, Edgar Balthazar, where she almost lost her home, she became more protective of her family. Everything seemed to flow well for the O’Malley family, aside from the constant noise from the kittens, but Duchess (her original name) welcomed the noise. It made any place feel like home to her. People say that home is a place, but Duchess knew that wherever her kids were, that was home to her. She still lived with her mistress after all this time. There wasn’t a reason as to why she’d leave. This woman provided her and her family with food,shelter, love, etc, that was all she needed. Everything was peaceful until she heard about some “empire” attacking her home and basically threatening to murder if these people did not get their way. That was all she needed to hear before she grabs her kids and ran off. In the mist of running away, her husband suddenly disappeared from the group, leaving his wife to panic non-stop, but in the end she had to leave him for her kids. They always came first, of course. And he knew it very well.
→ DONGHWA
Nothing has changed regarding Arielle’s personality, excluding the fact that she now harbors anger deep inside her tiny frame. Every day, she curses the people who disrupted her life, along with her children. She curses the people who made her husband disappear. There are times where she secretly hopes that her husband would come back but she highly doubt he’d be able to recognize her, given that she looks totally different from her cat form. While she was approximately 1.8 cat years old, she was suddenly 22 years old as a human. With the new life style, she was quickly able to adapt, given that she was forced to adapt. She had to learn things quickly before her children did, and she did. While they slept at night, she roamed the empty streets in order to gain a better understanding of- well, everything in general. A few talks with Frau and she was able to gain a general understanding of her new life. While her kids decide to go to school and what not, she decided to take on a job to actually support the family now that she wasn’t living with Madame Bonfamille anymore. At first it was a little difficult for her, working multiple jobs at once, but she then was able to obtain a job as the owner of Neverland, a club that reminded her of her husband along with Scat cat and the rest of the alley cats.
→ GLAMOUR
Most of the time, she will obtain her glamour from various tasks for Frau, whether they’re small tasks or big ones (given that her main priority regarding money is her children rather than herself). Although there will be times where she forgets to mark when her glamour “runs out”, thus leading her to obtain her glamour from shadier sources. Due to her body being so used to genuine glamour, her physical appearance will be changed, whether her hair color is suddenly different or her eyes. As her glamour runs out, she gradually gets smaller and smaller, her skin turning a ghostly white as her face looks more cat-like compare to the innocent baby face she posses normally.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ CRUELLA DE VIL ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ HIMURA AKKI ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ OLYMPUS TOWERS ] AND WORKING AS [ OWNER OF HOUSE OF DE VIL ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
monster, they say: evil. they spit it in your face and you spit it right back, lips stained red, grin bloody and raw. fur is all you want, and if you can only get it by wearing the coat of a monster, then so be it: a monster you’ll become.
                                    –
in that world, you are an heiress. a rich father and an absent mother does not a princess make, so you buy a tiara and craft a stole from the rabbits in the yard, and coronate yourself. Â
greedy, they say, when they think your ears can’t hear them, whispers behind manicured hands, jewelled with rings that don’t cost nearly as much as yours. you la  it up; greedy is as greedy does, and you only want more, more, more.
                                    –
never before have you desired anything more than the litter of them, one hundred and one wriggling bodies, skin ready to shed onto your sewing machine. you know you must have them - must wear them - consume them in the only way you know how.
when the opportunity arises, you seize it. the snake does not think before it strikes, and neither do you. you are a demon, a she-devil, and you take what you deserve.
                                    –
but even snakes sometimes fall short of their mark. the opportunity is lost. the writhing bodies that once permeated your deepest fantasies have wriggled out of your grasp, and you are defamed, dethroned, outcast.
but you have the last laugh —you always do— as you watch the adversary claim and conquer all those who once scorned you. and when you flee, you swear the same fate on all those who dared forget your name.
                                    –
bitch. they hiss: devil. they spit it in your face and your stare meets them right back.
→ DONGHWA
monster, they say: evil. they spit it in your face and you spit it right back, lips stained red, grin bloody and raw. flesh is all you want, and if you can only get it by wearing the skin of a monster, then so be it: a monster you’ll become.
                    (—some things never change, do they?—)
                                    –
in this world, you are a woman, far more cunning than before. you’ve learned from your mistakes, burned your bridges, grown. you are smarter and crueler than ever before, and you intend to prove it.
you excel in every aspect of life you previously failed in, using the centuries without change to your advantage until you are higher and more powerful than you ever could have imagined. the world is your oyster, and the pearls around your neck are human teeth.
                                   –
you find that your fantasies have changed between worlds; no longer do furs permeate into your dreams. instead, your fantasies have turned darker, to fields of bone and sinew, your body painted red with rotten flesh.
your desires are visceral, so much stronger than they ever were before, and you find your bloodlust crashing over you in waves, verging on uncontrollable. you use this to your advantage. you become more bloodthirsty and ruthless than ever before. you bite and claw your way to the top, leaving bloody paw-prints in your wake.
                                   –
you take what you want and you make it. you build your empire on bones and fur and sweat and blood and you become more, more, more.
where you failed before, now you rise, a queen from the ashes, a god amongst the living. the world comes to know your name, and they fear it. they cower and hide when your shadow turns the corner and you lap it up, blood-red lips pulled into a fearsome smile.
                                    –
bitch. they hiss: devil. but their whispers are from behind your back; they don’t dare meet your face anymore. you grin and it is hell. yes, you think. now i am become death, the destroyer of worlds.
→ GLAMOUR
she strictly purchases her glamour from frau totenkinder using money from her inheritance as well as the money laundered through her investments in the 101 gang. on occasion she seeks to trade glamour for one-of-a-kind articles of clothing she creates in her shop. should her glamour fail, she begins to change both physically and mentally – she experiences waves of uncontrollable violence, and the desire for bloodshed. additionally, her hair will begin to whiten on one half of her head, her skin turning pallid and her eyes wild.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ HIRO HAMADA ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ BYUN BAEKHYUN ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ ANDALASIA APARTMENTS ] AND WORKING AS [ WAITER AT THE COFFEE SHACK ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
i.
hiro hamada was a prodigy in his own right.
with both his parents disappearing at the age of three, leaving him alone with his older brother, tadashi and his aunt, he spent more days tinkering with technology in his hands than going out of his way to do what boys his age would normally do.
the boy turned into a genius, his interests placed in technology; mainly robotics. maybe that was why he looked up to his older brother so much. but tadashi had reassured him that his mind, his brilliance was his own and hiro had the power to decide what he wanted to do.
they were half of the same person, to put it simply so hiro always managed to ask for his brother’s advice.
ii.
hiro had constantly thought of how different he was due to his mind. having to enter high school at the youngest of age, they were constantly towering above him as he was obviously the smallest. surprisingly, hiro was the awkward kid who tried his best to talk about his best interests but found it difficult to make a small group of friends.
he found it easier to connect with his brother, still often shy and awkward around large crowds, despite being surrounded by a big group of nerds with similar yet different interests.
he would be the first thirteen year old boy to graduate high school and his knowledge on technology had clearly expanded. he’s cocky, taking pride in his past accomplishments which included him building his first little megabot that was made up of small magnets.
iii.
his little microbot didn’t look all that special but when decided to put it to the test, hiro manages to sneak himself into an underground bot fighting ring. betting loads of cash, only to accept them after winning his first little match.
this managed to prove that they shouldn’t really judge a book by it’s cover as he won several matches week after week but unfortunately for hiro, he ends up in jail more than a few times only to be bailed out my his aunt and occasionally his older brother.
for awhile, hiro decided to wait to attend college, having as much fun as he could with more bot fighting and betting much to tadashi’s disapproval. with strong sense of pride, he had thought that he didn’t need college in order to be taught things that the world could obviously teach him.
iv.
fortunately for the both of them, they had the same brilliant idea of using his talents in order to enter the college of his dreams; the institute of technology. instead of one little megabot, who knew what thousands of microbots could do with a simple neuro-transmitter to control it. hiro was glad that his brother hadn’t given up on him all that time and that he had owed it to him for succeeding in getting what he wanted. at first, hiro had felt upset with himself but his brother had never given up on him.
v
he tries to frantically look for his brother in the midst of the smoke of a burning building when they decide to get separated, pulling them both away from their home in san fransokyo. that was when hiro began to worry whether or not he’d see tadashi again and wondered what had happened to him as he continues to venture out into the world beyond his own.
→ DONGHWA
hiro hamada, the fourteen year old genius; now byun baekhyun as the twenty one year old but his heart and his mind was still the same as ever; still intelligent beyond his years. his bot fighting comes to an end for the time being as he’s still trying to figure out his way around, adjusting himself to the mundane world. although he was still uneasy about how he had came along without his older brother, having to constantly worry about him. hiro still spends his time bot fighting with his megabot in which he bought with him, occasionally betting like he used to in order to pay his rent… or so he says but it was true. he continues to look for a new angle when it comes to his knowledge on robots and his brilliance, trying to keep even his brother’s best interest at heart. but still, when it comes to the mundane world, he’s still as troublesome as ever.
→ GLAMOUR
when baekhyun attempts to obtain glamour, he pays for the good stuff using the money that he had obtained rather illegally through bot-fighting in the underground ring. other than money, he also obtains any kind of glamour that he can get his hands on; whether it was cheap or not and what he could give them other than money was his own brilliance in order to help whoever he needed to. nothing much changes in his appearance besides his hair color as he always seemed to change it otherwise and since he was older, his height would drastically change as well without the glamour; reverting back to fourteen in appearance rather than twenty one.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ PERSEPHONE ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ CHO SUBIN ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ OLYMPUS TOWERS ] AND WORKING AS [ 'THE MADAM’ AT TITANIUM ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
your mother warned you constantly. she reprimanded your foolish thinking.
( my dear kore, stop running with those bruised feet. you’re brittle enough. )
how naive could the small girl could get was her constant thought that always fleeted. you always wore a smile. a pretty smile that was remarked by those on the heavens. despite the words of your mother were coated with hostility, you knew her better. they were tender and endearing enough, all showing within her actions.
( my dear kore, mother loves you a lot. let petals flourish at your state. )
her small pats, her embracing hugs and her sweet lullabies that accompanied the ebony night. as your mother bestowed her the virtues that most desired, you incarnated spring within your core. your hair that was brushed against the winds that enchanted the sweetest melodies found on the season. the flowers greeted you with their faintest appearance that was worthy to be noticed by the queen. a queen, the label that was latched once your presence had rang through the depths of greece. their worship that elated with thin wrappings of love were welcomed. the ethereal goddess of the spring had bloom with the kisses of chaste shielding her porcelain skin. your frame that danced among the heavens was bestowed with protection by your dear father.
( my dear kore, bloom to the goddess that is worthy to be noticed. )
but you wonder now if the protection that your father gifted you was enough. no, you never came to questioned such because you loved, loved, loved too much to think of such. but the thought came once he came to your life. his storming grip that dragged you to his doom. the thin line that was clenched between your uprising was broken. the fragments falling on your feet.
( my dear kore, forgive me. forgive me for not protecting you. forgive me for being incompetent. )
he goes by the names of hades. you heard rumors about him. the one who was banned from the heavens. your judgement was pitched once his name voiced throughout the corridors of the pristine halls. his paintings evidently torn, the remainings turned to dust. due of the grievance he carried against the kingdom. you wondered to yourself if the ordeal was destined to be. the oracle whose words imprinted on your flesh. but the oracle tended to hold the realms of fate. she never permitted you to glance on her chronicles.
( my dear highness, kore. you will learn to grow. forgive me for lying to you. )
becauses you were her becoming her favorite chronicle. you delved deeper to his fearful hand. your fingers were brushing against the petals that your worshippers gave you the strength to built. your smile present because your mother promised you that night about having time together. but the deluge on the atmosphere was becoming pressuring within your shoulders. your movements becoming stiff at the force that pulsed you unable to move. reminiscing fear.
( persephone, the one who belongs to me. my queen who will reign. )
within the collapse of time sending their apologies towards you, a grip tighten around your frame. the oxygen that used to be confined on your lungs were crushed, screams released from your throat. your vocals pitching though the winds that were wrecking your core to continue. tears spilled from your hues causing the rivers to torment through the lands of your followers. your cries became eminent as you were torn from the blessing of the gods towards the underground.
( persephone, the new queen of the underground. greet your new ruler. )
the underground dired,  malice lashed upon your limbs breaking the remaining force you held. the marriage was compromised with a few words and swollen miseries that your emotions bursted on. the universe wasn’t being kind to you, such as how your draining power was also misled. where people perished. your mother’s wrath was unforgiving, everyone across her reign was well aware of her outburst. but it didn’t stop him for continuing the futile attempts to extract the love you used to free at your touch. it was drained from the solemn vicinity that greeted you every time your hues fluttered.
( my dear persephone, why you remained with that filthy man? )
trickery was on his sleeve, the tide that cause her to remain was the scent of mint and the saccharine pomegranate. no reciprocate feelings grew on such burst, it was rather defeat that slouched on her frame. she belonged on the realms of the underworld, where hades had her trapped on his touch.
( my dear persephone, don’t let this stop you. )
→ DONGHWA
the homelands had fallen and the outrage was eminent through the realms. the chronicles were no longer sustained and their glory deranged at the notice of war. the woman faltered, but nonetheless viewed this as an opportunity to escape. despite that the crown was worn within her strands, her nails stained with carmine. no longer was she the goddess whom loved beyond and carried spring on her aura. it was torn with ripples of death and power that bloomed with her chaste nature unrestored. her feet were on the stance of being able to bring forth the revolution on her own matter. her lips that are settled with a darker hue over grew as a smirk and revolted.
accept the world as you did prior your past. accept it as the goddess she was.
( dear kore, where did your core go. your soul is rather solemn now. )
hence, how the female overtake the guise of a woman whose beauty blossomed by her years. her strands no longer held the life from the nature, but they were shining under the sunlight. her smile was no longer effervescent but it was one that most were enthralled with. her words that are coated with sincerity were wrapped among dulcet lies that can’t stop spilling.
( dear kore, where is the nourished spring calling for your name? )
cho subin was on top of the social hierarchy chain, mostly with the influence that pushed tides.
they were most that raved among her figure, not that she minded. the syllables were always twisted at their own benefits, their vices would remain on their bones. but as the rumors rushed through the bristling crowd, subin sparked attention among the crowd. chronicles characters tailed against her back, all bringing her towards buying their glamour. mostly, she would be displeased because the goddess desired for more and her greed was nonstop. but little did subin knew that her gaze was marked around one of the most influential women.
her beauty was almost outrageous but her persuasive coated actions were pulling her towards the idea. titanium seemed as her luxurious outlet that subin had searched for a few months. not that she minded somewhere low, subin could be pleased with mere flowers and the presence of spring. but she was also pleased and satisfied with a few of her fortes brought forth upon her. hence, her name was changed throughout the grounds and the madam was incarnated on the world. her name and features were beaten by the other’s visage and her own influence growing.
persephone was a suitable name at her own palette, the name sounding melancholic.
( dear persephone, where did your heart wilt? )
but, she was the queen and her roots will never able to abide their path any further. hades dragged her upon the underground once, printing marks of his own illusive nature. it was nature for the queen who was ready to overtake his throne would dominate across her feigned home.
she was cho subin, ready to overtake with sweet words and sweeter appearance.
→ GLAMOUR
she obtains her glamour through the most reliable source can be found on donghwa, totenkinder. the prices are some of the most outrageous one her visage has come across. but albeit, subin can’t fight with the witch whose presence and power is well known across all the characters have come to know. hence, her bags that are filled with glamour once her job has come to its final. yet, they are certain times where the problems come and they are troubles happening when the magical substance isn’t able to be found. at the price of her to be able to adapt on the mundane world, she finds herself giving up her energy that usually upholds for seemingly an eternity. but once the glamour is worn off and restrained, her brunette locks turn to glistening grey. her powers unable to be retained will escape with a mere curse or laughter. plants would bloom with no control, their control unable to return and her fellow smaller creatures would reap through the mundane world with no qualms.
┄┄ OH MY, IS THAT [ HADES ] I SEE? NO, PARDON ME — IT’S [ AHN TAEWOO ] NOW, ISN’T IT. HAVE YOU HEARD THEY’RE NOW LIVING IN [ OLYMPUS TOWERS ] AND WORKING AS A [ LAWYER ] ?
     WHY DON’T WE GREET THEM, FOR OLD TIMES’ SAKE ?
         AND SEE IF THEY FOUND THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTER, AFTER ALL  .  .  .
→ THE HOMELANDS
being the despised brother of three was never something hades had enjoyed. even as a god, he got the short end of the stick – zeus had power over the skies, poseidon over the sea, and their cousins the rest of the land above and below. it’s underwhelming to say he was furious about his own roam; the underworld, seriously? dealing with the dead day and night was never something hades had envisioned himself doing or even had the smallest shred of desire to do.
tired and believing himself worthy of more, he consulted the fates and conceived a plan to steal the overworld from his brothers’ hold – releasing the titans was easy enough, and he assumed getting rid of a baby wouldn’t be too hard either. however as he was misinformed of hercules, well, alive-ness, it was a surprise to find him fighting back and still as godly-powered as before. mortal he may be, yes, but still much more powerful than a dead man would be. in a fit he’d never recognize aloud as panic, he used all the resources he had at hand to try and defeat hercules before his planned siege on olympus, to keep him from thwarting what he’d worked so hard for, for nearly eighteen years.
unfortunately, apparently love won out over all his strategizing, all the power at his fingertips. hercules’ pure devotion to meg got them through river styx and he found himself within its depths instead, trapped by the groping fingers of the tortured souls he himself had carelessly thrown down there. it took a while to claw himself out from the river but by the time he did, it was too late to stop the adversary and he was forced from the only place he’d ever really had any power.
→ DONGHWA
now, dubbed taewoo and shoved into a world among the very kind he’d condemned in hell, he’s tamed quite considerably. his temper still runs high and he still thinks he deserves much more than what he probably actually does, but the comfort that his brothers – if they’d made it out – were also in the same position, being forced to claw their own ways to the top as well, gives him reason to settle even slightly. he takes solace in the fact that at least he has experience, working for what he wants, at least he has some sort of talent. he knows (hopes) his siblings don’t have the same ease of integration as he has.
his quick talking and easy persuasive skills led him first towards car sales – but months working there, making only decent money? he figured he deserved more. a few forged diplomas, a bit of research and sufficient education later, he found himself a respected lawyer of one of the highest valued chambers of donghwa. taewoo does suspect that eventually his luck will run thin and the falsity of his papers and his certificates will be discovered, but as it is now he has no problem with the luxuries being a apocryphal legal official give him. his nice apartment, his nice things, his nice array of connections – really, this sort of rule over his own life is all he’s ever wanted.
→ GLAMOUR
he prefers to get it from frau herself whenever it’s plausible but when he runs low on funds or favors to give, he’s not afraid to hunt around for the most reliable glamour he can find on the black market. it’s almost essential he remains glamoured at all times – when it begins to wear off, soot coats the inside of his lungs and he begins to cough up ash at an alarming rate, his original state burning through his physical human form from the inside out. often black begins to bloom under the surface of his skin where his insides begin to char and if he truly goes too long, he’s been known to combust from the top down into his original state, hair erupting from its electric blue tufts instead to the much more familiar electric blue flames as the apples of his cheeks flush grey and the color spreads down through into the rest of his body.
When it comes to living a sendentary lifestyle, most people want more. And many of those people find solace with the sweet escape of XXI, the tight-knit gang that isn’t afraid to resort to violence and sadistic missions to reign as a monopoly in the Asian mafia chain. Anything can happen. Fuck up, and it’s game over.
A closed, literate, OC, tumblr-based KRP.
In 500 years, the island of Enima consisted of a quiet population that co-existed with each other and followed a scroll that told them everything they needed to know to survive. They call it The Prophecy. When a sudden uprising of ghouls begin possessing people, harnessing their abilities, and threatening constantly to steal the scroll for themselves, the statuses of Enima must work together now more than ever to keep their home safe from these ghouls.
IM YOONA ( snsd ) — LADY ( lady and the tramp )
JUNG EUNRAN, MIN HYORIN ( soloist )  — BELLE ( beauty and the beast )
JUNG JINYOUNG ( b1a4 ) — CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW ( pirates of the caribbean ) *extension
KOO JUNHOE ( ikon ) — PIED PIPER ( pied piper )
MINATOZAKI SANA ( twice ) — MARIE ( the aristocats ) * extension
NA HAERYUN ( bestie )  — THUMBELINA ( thumbelina )
PARK JIMIN ( bts ) — THE WHITE RABBIT ( alice in wonderland ) * extension
PARK JIYEON ( t-ara ) — GO GO TAMAGO ( big hero six ) * extension
PARK JUNGHWA ( exid ) — ODETTE ( swan lake )
YOON BOMI ( apink ) — TIANA ( princess and the frog )
RESERVED UNTIL 02/18/16!
JUNG EUNJI ( apink ) — HONEY LEMON ( big hero six )  *extension
KIM JONGHYUN ( shinee ) — PAPA BEAR ( goldilocks )
KIM MINGYU ( seventeen ) — HAKU ( spirited away )
THE QUEEN OF HEARTS ( alice in wonderland )
TUAN MARK ( got7 )  — PRINCE PHILLIP ( sleeping beauty )
PENDING APPLICATIONS TILL 02/17/16!
BYUN BAEKHYUN — HIRO ( big hero six )
CHO SUBIN ( dal shalbet ) — PERSEPHONE ( hercules )
CHOI JINRI, SULLI ( actress ) — SALLY ( the nightmare before christmas )
HWANG MIYOUNG, TIFFANY ( snsd ) — MALEFICENT ( sleeping beauty )
LEE JIEUN, IU ( soloist )  — DUCHESS ( the aristocats )
KIM TAEYEON ( snsd )  — THE EVIL QUEEN ( snow white )
KIM HYUNA ( 4minute ) — CRUELLA DE VIL ( 101 dalmatians )
KIM SEOLHYUN ( aoa ) — SNOW WHITE ( snow white )
KIM WONSHIK, RAVI ( vixx ) — HADES ( hercules )
You should strike out the taken characters on the character page. It would be easier to know who was taken when looking at the characters. Just an idea! ^^
thank you for the suggestion anon!! we’ll definitely work on that next c:
