Sleeping princess in devil's castle (Open)

[jillianbeth]

Black...It was all around. Nothing had ever felt so empty and cold...Alone. Wait. There was a faint heartbeat. Almost dead, but it was there and pounding slowly. Pain. Yes! There was also light pain coming from it. Oh goddammit. What had happened? The red-head's eyes fluttered open, but she couldn't see. All was blurred and the pain was getting stronger. As her view got clearer, she tried to lift herself, but her whole body stiffened and she fell back on what she was lying on. It was comfy, like a bed. Maybe it was just a bad dream and the pain wasn't real...It couldn't be. That was it. She was in her bed and she had just woken up from a horrible nightmare that had seemed too real to be true...

Taking a deep breath, Jillian forced herself up and she found out that she was indeed sitting in a bed, but it wasn't hers. Nothing looked alike and the baby pink walls made her stomach feel sick. It didn't look like a hospital's room either. Where could she be for god's sake? The pain stiffened her body again and as her hand met her scalp to ease it, she felt hot liquid. Scared at the idea it might be her blood, she shut her eyes, taking another deep, heavy breath and she stared at her hand for an instant. It was ruby red and she knew deep inside that she was right to be scared.

A warm tear made its way on her cheek. Even though she tried hard to remember anything, her mind was filled with emptiness. There was no memory at all and it made her cry much more. Fighting the pain off, Jill jumped of the bed and made it to a wooden-framed body mirror in the corner where she stood still in bewilderment. She was beaten up...Literally. Her head was bleeding and there was a cut on her lower lip, but what was the most confusing was the dress...And her hair. They were blond and she wore a pink gown that was coming straight from a fairytale. All puffy at the waist, but tightly glued to her chest. When had she dyed her hair blond? And since when did she wore princess dress? Feeling her lungs filling with air and her throat tightening, she was about the reach the breaking point and scream like hell, but something caught her off guard and a voice made her jerk off and turn around to face the door frame where a silhouette was now standing. ''Oh dear! What happened to you, princess?'' The woman that looked like a maid asked her in a hurry after noticing the blood, worried about Jillian's health. Did she just call me princess? What the heck? she thought to herself. Where the fuck was she and who was that girl? She had to be in an asylum...A freakin' fairytale themed asylum! ''What is going on with you, dear? Come with me, I will clean you up, sweetheart.''

''LEAVE ME ALONE!'' Jill yelled out at the woman as she tried to take a hold of her, but the red-head now blond-headed hurried to the door and ran through the gigantic hallways of what seemed to be a castle's. Her dress was making it harder to run. She kept stumbling in it, but she could care less. All she was focusing on right now was an exit...An exit to this madness and a way to get back home. Jill pinched herself constantly, but she wasn't waking up. It was a bad bad bad dream. Still making her way into the hallways, she pushed some people passing by and she finally reached a stairway leading down to what seemed like the entrance door. Without an hesitation, she hurried downstairs, skipping one, even two stairs, pushed the big wooden doors open and sprinted away from the guards and the big castle, never looking back.

Slowing her pace a little, she made it to a forest near the village and paused to take deep breaths. The stinging pain on her head was coming back and she sat on the ground as her sight blurred again. She was about to pass out...

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Word count: Lots
Tag: Any charming guy that could play Prince Philip from Disney's sleeping beauty. However the character doesn't need to fall in love with Jill. He's only there to help and get out of the tale too. For the evil fairy godmother Maleficent, she's gonna be played in NPC because I don't see any evil character showing in and trying to kill Jillian, but if it tempts someone, go for it. Same thing I guess for the good fairy godmothers.
Outfit: Pink Dress <3
Notes: I hope it's good. I'm not really a descriptive person =P
Credit: Emily Parker of OOTA to Jill Bennet [/center]

[Eryk Allewell]

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Well, wasn’t this a novelty. Mayhaps this was the last time HE ever chose to pick up a book from the shelf of a small shop that, if he was being quite honest, looked rather too much like something out of nightmare, and smelt of old magic, just because the cover intrigued him. Eryk was not a fan of fairytales persay, but he could appreciate the ideology behind them – at least the original Grimm tales. Besides, the cover was old, dusty, and he did not have such a volume within his steadily re-growing collection. If all else had failed, then perhaps even Thalia may have liked it.

But instead of purchasing the book and returning to the world outside the window, Eryk now found himself astride a horse, with an entourage – and he was wearing tights. Tights. There was a reason such things had been left in the land of the medieval, and after awakening unconscious in the forest, besides checking his own safety and finding that he was someplace he had never been, the tights were the thing that bothered him the most. Now, nearly three hours after awakening in that clearing, Eryk was riding off into the unknown to meet and marry a Princess to whom he was apparently betrothed. Coupled with the small fact that the small group of people with him kept referring to him as Prince Phillip, this entire debacle was all turning out to be quite Disney.

He hated Disney.

Still, For now the old vampire played along, somewhat mildly surprised to find in this realm that his fangs would not descend. Oh, they were still there, he could run his tongue along the his gums and feel the second set of teeth above the rather more humans ones, but it was as if there was a block that stopped the signal from reaching the muscles – as if they might be paralysed. Frowning a little, the vampire scratched at the back of his neck, his hand scraping through the, unbeknownst to him, dark locks before settling once more back on the reigns of this horse, who if he was being quite honest, didn’t seem to like having him on his back all that much. To be truthful, he wasn’t all that fond of the grey Arabian either.

Following the little path, he was more than a little surprised to find a woman in a pink dress fleeing towards him, as if chased by some great beast that only she could see. Arching one of his eyebrows, Eryk watched her for a moment until she stumbled and paused. Urging the steed on with a soft click of his tongue, Eryk rode ahead of the four men surrounding him, pulling up the stallion a little way from the girl and hopping down from his back with the agility his heritage granted him. Well. At least that was still normal. ”M’Lady, ” He said, speaking softly and reaching out a hand in case she fell. She was looking a little peaky, as his mother might have once said,. ”Are you well?”


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