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Fairytale Rewrite [O/O — Closed // Stalkers welcome]

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Emi! I made it. lol.

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Hi!

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Hi. Lol. This is actually a private RP with Emi, but you're more than welcome to stalk!

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Sorry Poof! Hi Autumn!

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Hey-hey! I'll go find her quick… Maybe…

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I’ll go find Cormy eventually, lol.

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Name: Juliet Ashlynn Miller (Jules; don’t call her Julie)
Age: 21
Role: Beastess
Gender: Female
Appearance: 5'6" https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cb/22/64/cb22644cb3d60e2fcd1cc9cc9a9358c3.jpg
Usual Outfit: The shirt from the "Appearance" pic with jeans and black converse.
Personality: Extroverted, bubbly, smart but doesn't show it.
Favorite Food/Drink: S'mores // Campfire Mocha
Favorite Animal: Calico cats
Favorite Color: Light pink
Favorite Season: Summer
Favorite Book(s): "She's/Stay/Still With Me" by Jessica Cunsolo (it's a series on Wattpad)
Other: Older brother named Tobias (23); pretty normal background, nothing super depressing; a calico cat named Foxy (because she's mostly orange); likes singing, dancing, and acting and is pretty good at all three.

(That was a lot easier than I thought it would be…)

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Name: Cormac Nathan Serviale (I refer to him as Cormy, since that’s my nickname for him ^~^)
Age: 23
Role: ”Handsome”
Gender: Male
Appearance: Sleek black hair that comes downward towards his shoulders rather than his top with sharp gray eyes. 6’3 and a medium build. Flat nose with droopy, slightly puffed eyes and a weak jaw. He is not what one would call ‘Handsome’ but he definitely would be if it weren’t for the many battles he’s been through.
Usual Outfit: If he wants to be comfortable, sweats, but if not, knightly armor, obviously, with the Serviale crest on the back and on the helm.
Personality: [Extremely] Quiet and cunning (the opposite of Belle xD), rather ominous but extremely caring. He can be rather quiet when wanting to be told what to do or go, since he is used to taking orders and listening to other’s wants.
Flaws: His quietness can often come across rude, and his cunning can be mistaken for manipulation.
Favorite Food/Drink: Oolong tea with lots of cream and sugar.
Favorite Color: A Slate gray, he could wear it whenever, wherever.
Favorite Season: Winter.
Favorite Book(s): Dude, any he can set his hands on.
Other: No siblings, not a large BS (haha), loves himself those reptiles.

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(Yay! I'll start later; I've got math to do.)

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(Alright!)

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Juliet sighed as she looked out the window. It was raining. Again… It had been raining for the past few days, and it just made her feel dreary. At least, more so than she did before.

Being turned into a beast was not on her list of top ten favorite things that had happened to her. Nor her top twenty. Nor fifty. Basically, it was one of her least favorite things. It was horrible.

“Lumiere? Would you please tell Mr. Potts to bring me a cup of tea?” she called to the candelabra from her spot in the window where she was curled up.

Lumiere nodded quickly and smiled at her. “Yes, mistress. Is there anything else you need?” she asked, giving the beastess a genuine smile.

“No, thank you,” Juliet said softly before going back to her reading.

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(Wait so is it okay if I just directly copy and paste my start? Or would you like to be Gaston(ess) for this?)

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(No, you can do that! It makes it a lot easier for me anyway. Lol.)

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(Alright! Lol, let me go grab it.)

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(noooooooooOOOOOOO YOU FELETED IT I FOEGOTTTTT)

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(Oh, shoot… Sorry…)

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(Uuuughhhhhhhhh)

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(Lol. Whelp…)

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(Soooooo you wanna RP was Gastoness? xD)

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(sigh I really don't, tbh… I liked how you played her.)

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(Hhhhh

I really don’t like RPing witb myself but I can rewrite it…)

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(I mean, if you start, then I can reply, I guess…)

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(No it’s okay ^~^

Let me summon up determination and become less busy)

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(Lol. Okay!)

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Cormac trotted down from the kingdom of his King and Queen, sighing. He was sent out, again, to go try and vanquish the wolves from the forest. Being the “fierce”, “strong” knight he was, he was sent alone to go and find them. He had gone once before and only killed one, which was a new record from the unbeatable zero. Of course, this one, in humans, had reflected in at least ten people. So his goal was to try and injure one. He bobbed up to his horse, Brady, who neighed happily at his approach. He untied the reigns, patting his horse’s snout.
“We’ll be getting you apples and perhaps something to keep us warm.” He sent a swift glance up at the darkening sky. “It’s supposed to ra—“
Before Cormac could continue, a high-pitched woman’s voice interrupted him. “Ooooooooh Corrrrrrmmmmmyyyyyyyyy~!!!!!!!”

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Juliet was still curled up in her spot by the window when Mr. Potts, the teapot who used to be her butler, hopped into the room with a cart wheeling behind him (with no one pushing it, of course). He made his way over to his mistress and bowed as best he could without spilling his tea.

"Madam, I have brought you your tea. Would you like your usual two sugars and extra cream?" he asked as a teacup and dish were lowered down to his level so he could fill the cup.

"Yes, please. And thank you," Juliet said with a nod, her eyes never leaving her book. She was lost in a world of daring sword fights, far-off places, and a prince in disguise, and she didn't think she would be coming back anytime soon.

Mr. Potts smiled a little when he noticed the book she was reading, then finished making her tea. The saucer and cup were lifted up to the beastess, and she took them gratefully.

"Haven't you read that book twice already?" the teapot wondered with a soft chuckle.

Juliet glanced down at him with a small smile. "Yes, I have. But it's my favorite, so I read it again and again, and I notice something new each time.

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Cormac groaned through gritted teeth as he got up upon Brady. “Maybe we’ll just leave right away, yeah?” He asked the horse, who whinnied up at him. He chuckled as a pretty woman bobbed up. She was a rather tall woman, with a healthy weight on her bones, with a full wonderfully pretty face, fine legs and bosom. Her blonde hair shone silver as she paused in front of Brady, smiling a seductive smile.
“Hey Cormy~” She repeated, her voice lowered a few pitches from the high-pitched one.

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"Well, that sounds like quite the adventure," Mr. Potts chuckled softly. "Was there anything else you needed, Mistress?"

Juliet shook her head and took a sip of her still-hot tea, careful to not burn her tongue. "No, thank you. You're free to go, Mr. Potts," she said as she went back to her book.

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Cormac sighed down at the woman. “Could you please move? I’m on my way to the forest, and I cannot be distracted.”
The woman shimmied out of his way, but when Cormac kicked off, she bounded after him, like an overzealous dog.
“I distract you, huh?”
“Not in the way you think,” Cormac responded frostily, frowning as he turned Brady towards the forest.

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(Lol. Geez, woman… He’s clearly not interested. 😂)

The teapot bowed again before hopping out of the room. He made his way to the kitchen, where Lumiere and Cogsworth — the maid who had been turned into a clock — were waiting for him.

“Is anyone else worried about the mistress? Or is that just me?” Cogsworth questioned, looking around at the strange group of animated objects.

Lumiere sighed and rested what might have been her chin in one of the arms of her candelabra. “No, it’s not only you, dear friend. I am worried as well. It is getting rather close to the appointed time.”

“That is true, Lumiere,” Mr. Potts agreed, bobbing as though he was nodding his agreement. “Have either of you seen the rose lately?”