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thearena2013-03-27 02:55 am
flower_power) wrote in thearena2013-03-27 02:55 am
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A WHOLE NEW WORLD
WHO| Rapunzel and open
WHAT| Rapunzel arrives and sets off in a random direction. Fantasyland looks. All right?
WHEN| Week 2, in the evening
WHERE| Fantasyland, towards Toon Town
WARNINGS/NOTES| NONE I DON'T THINK
Rapunzel was trying, as she walked, to convince herself that the strangest of the new things she was surrounded by was the shoes. Mother wore them, of course, but Rapunzel herself had never had cause to, because Mother went outside and Rapunzel never had. Until now. And it wasn't that they were terribly uncomfortable, but her feet felt constricted in the strangest way with every step, and feeling the sole flex under them instead of stone or carpet or even her own hair was profoundly distracting.
At the moment, it was distracting in the best possible way.
Rapunzel was trying not to think about it, trying not to think about the odd, dilapidated buildings she'd walked through, trying not to think about the gigantic golden horn that had seemed to be woven. She'd started towards the castle, as it at least looked marginally familiar - her tower had resembled the turrets. Far, far behind her, in a long golden ribbon, her hair stretched, and glinted bright in the sun.
There was a part of her that wondered if this might not be a dream - or nightmare - or maybe the fault of the man who she'd locked in her wardrobe, even if the idea seemed a little ridiculous - how could he have gotten out? A rat scuttled in the shadows of the awning, or tent, or whatever it was, that she was walking past, and Rapunzel squeaked and stumbled back, breath a little faster. She looked behind her, at the long gold ribbon of her hair, and on a sudden instinct began to gather it closer, until she had an armful of the stuff and her hair was only dragging maybe 20 feet.
"Mother," she whispered to herself, staring up at the castle that was now behind her, "I'm so sorry. You were right about the world." She just wanted to go home.
WHAT| Rapunzel arrives and sets off in a random direction. Fantasyland looks. All right?
WHEN| Week 2, in the evening
WHERE| Fantasyland, towards Toon Town
WARNINGS/NOTES| NONE I DON'T THINK
Rapunzel was trying, as she walked, to convince herself that the strangest of the new things she was surrounded by was the shoes. Mother wore them, of course, but Rapunzel herself had never had cause to, because Mother went outside and Rapunzel never had. Until now. And it wasn't that they were terribly uncomfortable, but her feet felt constricted in the strangest way with every step, and feeling the sole flex under them instead of stone or carpet or even her own hair was profoundly distracting.
At the moment, it was distracting in the best possible way.
Rapunzel was trying not to think about it, trying not to think about the odd, dilapidated buildings she'd walked through, trying not to think about the gigantic golden horn that had seemed to be woven. She'd started towards the castle, as it at least looked marginally familiar - her tower had resembled the turrets. Far, far behind her, in a long golden ribbon, her hair stretched, and glinted bright in the sun.
There was a part of her that wondered if this might not be a dream - or nightmare - or maybe the fault of the man who she'd locked in her wardrobe, even if the idea seemed a little ridiculous - how could he have gotten out? A rat scuttled in the shadows of the awning, or tent, or whatever it was, that she was walking past, and Rapunzel squeaked and stumbled back, breath a little faster. She looked behind her, at the long gold ribbon of her hair, and on a sudden instinct began to gather it closer, until she had an armful of the stuff and her hair was only dragging maybe 20 feet.
"Mother," she whispered to herself, staring up at the castle that was now behind her, "I'm so sorry. You were right about the world." She just wanted to go home.
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"Come on a little showing off, it's no big deal. Might make people back home like you better." She teased.
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"Mother already likes me plenty!" Never mind how Mother was supposed to see her. Never mind. Rapunzel tried not to think of how worried she'd be - but, of course, if Mother knew where she was, she'd be here sooner than later.
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"That's not much good in here blondie. In case you haven't noticed, you're on your own. Mommy isn't here. Time to stand up and show you're a grown woman and not a child!"
Then, just to give her a little push in the right direction, Harley swung out a leg at her aiming to trip her.
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The girl scrambled backwards, grabbed the biggest chunk of rock that she could see close by, and threw it as hard as she could at the other woman, as she tried to pull her hair together so that she could run.
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"Aw come on now. Running away isn't how you do it." She tried to grab a handful of the hair to keep Repunzel from getting away. "I'm trying to help you out here."