Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

Comments

Re: Magica De Spell | Disney Comics

[mal_contented]

A.

Now, Mal was about the last person in the world who should be jumping to conclusions based on appearances or first impressions, but she knew evil soccrrecces. She had been raised by one, after all. So, head clocked, hands on hips, she smirked. "Not quite sure good is the right term here, now is it?" Get the poor helpless soul free first, then she could make it clear that magic or no magic, as far as any villains were concerned? This was Mal's turf now. She still wasn't fully sure where here was, but she knew her place. And it was right at the top of the trash heap.

[lifesa_witch]

Well, Mal, if it walks like a duck, talks like a duck - actually maybe this analogy isn't the right one.

She takes one glance at the girl before putting her attentions back on the person she is semi-throttling.

"Mind your own business, brat. I don't have time for the whole 'good is bad, bad is good' wordplay, I HAVE RICH OLD MEN TO DESTROY!"

[mal_contented]

Mal laughed at that. Well score one for intuition. She stalked closer, loving the feeling of being back in leather after all the crinoline and lace and silk of Auradon. "Brat is it?" she asked, eyes flashing as she grinned. She crossed her arms and leaned down slightly. "Big word from someone who can't even manage to scare one lowly employee into doing your bidding. But then again, I guess posers like you are found everywhere true villains congregate."

Tick off the other villain then bargain. That would get the hapless innocent out of harm's way, and possibly get her a new flunky. It bothered her slightly, that she cared at all about the innocent, or that she wasn't that invested in making this odd duck work for her, but she pushed those thoughts aside. She'd made her choice. She went back to the Isle. Or tried to. She was rotten. To the core. Villains had whims all the time, that was all.

[lifesa_witch]

Magica knew in her bones she was being baited - and yet she was still going to fall for it anyway.

She dropped the employee like a hot potato. "Listen, child, I know full well all of our powers and weapons were taken away the moment we arrived in this ridiculous place. So I know you've got no bite to back your bark. What business is it of yours that I'm at least trying to get a functioning wand?"

[mal_contented]

Mal threw her head back and laughed as she straightened. "Yeah. my powers are gone. So what? I grew up without them, and I certainly don't need them to deal with someone like you, especially as you clearly think functioning without them removes one's bite." She smirked. "But you think I'm a paper tiger?" she asked and spread her arms. "Take your best shot. Been a while since I've had duck for dinner."

[lifesa_witch]

Given the obvious height difference, it was clear who'd win, and if Magica had her classic "foof" bombs, she'd toss one and make a getaway.

She still planned on running away - but needed to do it the "least cowardly way" possible. Which, in her mind, counted as this -

"Who are raising children these days to make them so violent." She casually walked to then around Mal, as if making it look like she was going to merely walk off. "Honestly... this makes me glad I had no brats of my own!"

And so, her "plan" kicked in - which was just quickly raising her foot and using the heel part of her high-heel shoe to kick Mal in the shin.

[mal_contented]

She turned as the other moved around her, and sidestepped the kick with a smirk. "In my case? Maleficent, Mistress of all Evil." Not that her mother bothered with all that much raising. "Is a kick to the shins really the best you can do?" A 'that's so cute' smirk was offered as she pushed some of her hair back.

[lifesa_witch]

Magica actually tripped, as she expected the kick to land, so she wound up face-first in the dirt.

She lifted her head, her mind full of expletives that Disney would never let fly. "I don't care if your mommy was Santa Claus, just leave me alone!"

[mal_contented]

"You're the one who asked," she said, smugly. This was amusing, at least.

[lifesa_witch]

"It was a rhetorical question." She stayed on the ground, drumming her fingers on the pavement.

"Like, 'why do all all these bad things happen to me'?"

[mal_contented]

She grinned. "Oh, I'm sure you don't want to me to answer that one."

[lifesa_witch]

"Fine, if you want to answer something, answer this." She finally got up, brushing down her dress. "Why are you still bothering me?"

[mal_contented]

She twirled a bit of hair around one finger, brows raised. "How could I possibly answer that when I was about to ask you the same?"

[lifesa_witch]

"You're the one who started bothering me! I was trying to get a decent wand out of that half-wit - "

Wait, speaking of that - she turned her head, but it looks like the poor guy ran while the running was good.

"Oooh, you let him get away, you brat!"

[mal_contented]

She smirked. "Happy to ruin your day, dear. Have a rubbish week."

[lifesa_witch]

Magica's eyes almost went yellow with anger. "Once we start getting real magic, child... you'd better watch your back."

[mal_contented]

She smirked. "If I do it won't be over a two bit duck wanna be? And for the record? I'll be learning, just the same as you. I don't think you need to watch your back however... you're not worth the effort."