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Post by Edna Mode on Feb 18, 2009 20:33:01 GMT -5
Edna the footstool dog heard a familiar voice as she turned around and on all fours made her way to what appeared to be a talking wardrobe but the voice was familiar as she headed closer. "Bark Bark I mean Hello" She said as she was a bit startled. "I can't belive i just did that...Hello down here" she added looking a bit jumpy
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Post by esmeralda on Feb 19, 2009 1:31:57 GMT -5
Fifi, the flirtatious French maid (Esmeralda) giggled when Lumiére (José) kissed her hands, gently to not burn her. She gave him a curtsey and replied with a smile.
"I will meet you in zeh kitchen soon, mon coeur. But first I have to go upstairs and see to that zeh bedroom is ready to receive our guest. Besides, I thought I heard someone scream up there. We don't want to frighten zeh guest now, do we?"
She winked and tickled him flirtatiously with the featherduster, before slipping up the stairs, swinging her hips seductively after batting her eyelashes in Lumiére's direction. She entered the bedroom and came over to the wardrobe. Since she now was in the size of a featherduster, she had to look up at the wardrobe while she spoke.
"Awwwwww, what is wrong, chérie? You? Fat? Awwwww, no! You still have zeh small waistline, and is wearing a corset. You just need to be open."
She facepalmed herself mentally.
Way to go Fifi, I mean Esmeralda! "Be open". What a way to speak to a wardrobe with double doors!
"Well, now zat you are here, I have to inform you that we will receive a guest. We need zeh bedroom to be ready for zeh guest. Your task will obviously be to take care of zeh clothes."
She tickled the footstool dog playfully with her featherduster Djali, before making the bed comfortable, and dusting the room. When the room was ready, she returned to the kitchen, swinging her hips playfully while she passed Lumiére.
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Post by Eilonwy on Feb 19, 2009 21:30:51 GMT -5
"Well I can do that. At least until someone puts me back into human form. That would be nice. But anyway, I can do that. It seems easy enough. Well I'll be going to my corner now. You should be getting back to dusting." said the princess turned wardrobe. She looked down at herself. This couldn't be so bad. She may be bigger. But the small feather duster was right. Be open Eilonwy. You can do it. Be open. Open. she thought to herself. She could do this. She wobbled over to the corner that seemed to be just the right size for her to slide in and out of. Not that she'd doing much moving.
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Post by José Carioca on Feb 19, 2009 21:55:14 GMT -5
Meanwhile, the parrot-turned-candlestick had a different task to cover: informing the rest of the castle servants about the visitor. He talked to everyone he saw, including candlesticks, clocks, featherdusters, and other furniture of the kind. Pretty soon, there were more "people" (for lack of another word) working ono the appearance of the castle for the special guest.
Despite all this, Lumiére (José) knew that he couldn't possibly cover the entire castle alone. No, he needed a helper, another friend. The Brazilian continued to hop along, hoping to run into someone to help him.
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Post by Edna Mode on Feb 19, 2009 21:55:14 GMT -5
Edna was tickled a bit by what appeared to be Djali the goat but he was in a featherduster form as was Esmeralda as she jumped up a bit to get the wardrobes attention to maybe help her out. "Darrling i mean Bark Bark, down here, you need any help" she said as she nearly roll over a bit as she nearly bumped into a nearby wall.
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Post by Eilonwy on Feb 19, 2009 22:04:00 GMT -5
"Edna Darling! OH yes. Please help me. I haven't the slightest clue about fashion. How was it that I became the wardrobe? Why weren't you turned into one of these? Sorry darling, but you do not look to well in dog like form." said the girl. "Well i think I'm going tp sleep. Bark for me when I'm needed. Thank you."
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Post by Edna Mode on Feb 19, 2009 22:21:17 GMT -5
"Yes i suppose, you should rest and if you need advice let me know darling i have a feeling with my tips you will do well, to be honest i should have been the wardrobe and not this small footstool form, Woof and such" Edna said as she felt like wanting to scratch somehow as she somehow caused her lower foot to go scratching a bit.
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Post by Susan Pevensie on Feb 21, 2009 19:30:00 GMT -5
"Edna Darling! OH yes. Please help me. I haven't the slightest clue about fashion. How was it that I became the wardrobe? Why weren't you turned into one of these? Sorry darling, but you do not look to well in dog like form. Well i think I'm going tp sleep. Bark for me when I'm needed. Thank you."
"Yes i suppose, you should rest and if you need advice let me know darling i have a feeling with my tips you will do well, to be honest i should have been the wardrobe and not this small footstool form, Woof and such"
The girl stopped in her track on the staircase. What in the world? Became a wardrobe, a dog? This made no sense! There were talking wardrobes and dogs. Oh how trivial it was. The wardrobe that led to Narnia didn't talk, it was just a wardrobe. Wardrobes couldn't talk!
Susan shook her head and hurried up the stairs. Wondering what Basil was doing back in the village. She stopped in place again. Village?
She was going insane! Yes, Susan, you're slowly descending into insanity! That is exactly what's going on! Of COURSE not! Pull yourself together!
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Post by José Carioca on Feb 22, 2009 0:18:26 GMT -5
The candlestick hopped back towarsds the direction of the kitchen, looking slightly worn out yet still full of happiness. He had treaded most of the castle, alerting more of the servants about the guest. All of them immediately went to work, preparing the castle for their visitor.
As Lumiére (José) entered the kitchen, he was greeted by the graceful presence of his sweetheart Fifi (Esmeralda). The Brazilian let out a small lovestruck sigh. The maid was very beautiful and all he could ever ask for in a woman (and despite not knowing her identity in reality, he felt like he had known her a lifetime).
"Everyone is very excited about the guest," he reported to the others. "They are all working very hard to make the castle feel welcome." The parrot-turned-candlestick paused for a bit, thinking to himself. "The last time we had a guest... it was ten years ago, correct?"
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Post by esmeralda on Feb 22, 2009 0:37:01 GMT -5
Fifi (Esmeralda) walked through the kitchen, dusting off every thing that needed dusting. By the sight of Lumiére (José) she offered a flirtatious smile and passed him, tickling him flirtatiously with her featherduster (Djali).
"Oh, Lumiére. I heard our young guest went to upstairs to the bedroom. Who will receive her?"
She looked deeply into his eyes. Even if she had never met him before, she felt she had known him for a lifetime.
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Post by Elisa Maza on Feb 22, 2009 0:46:03 GMT -5
Elisa put a hand to the bruise on her forehead, wincing at the pain.
"Second time today." She muttered to herself. "What happened?"
"Oh, there's that cute guy again!"
"He just shot a goose, what aim, what finesse!"
"What a hunk!"
She hurried over to him once more, smiling a radiant smile.
"Hello there. What's your name?"
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Post by José Carioca on Feb 22, 2009 0:49:11 GMT -5
A small chuckle escaped his throat before his eyes gazed back into hers. Fifi (Esmeralda) was truly a beauty in her own right, even while under a curse that plauged the entire castle.
His eyes suddenly widened as he somehow remembered all that had happened to them. Very strange, considering that he didn't remember the events happening before now. "Fifi, do you think that she's the one that will break the spell?"
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Post by Elisa Maza on Feb 22, 2009 1:15:27 GMT -5
"Oh, my name is..." but before Elisa could give her name, Gaston asked her to hold the carcass. Disgusted at first, Elisa intended to give this arrogant jerk a piece of her mind, but one look at his charming blue eyes, and she was completely smitten again.
"Why certainly!"
"Anything for you, Monsieur Gaston."
"I'll take very good care of it."
With that, Elisa removed her apron and carefully wrapped the dead bird inside.
"So who are you looking-" But he had already sauntered away.
"For?" She finished sadly. Looking at the bundle in her arms, she cheered up, knowing that he'd be back soon to get his bird from her. So she'd see him again in no time! Elisa smiled, humming a happy tune to herself. She could hardly wait.
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Post by doctordoppler on Feb 22, 2009 15:26:08 GMT -5
Doctor Delbert Doppler awoke with a start, his strange and disturbing dreams fading as quickly as they’d flashed through his mind. However, perhaps because of their lingering influence, he realised almost immediately that something was very wrong. Though this was probably more to do with the large, rather dusty mirror that was stood in front of him. Even so it took him a moment to realise it was a mirror, for the figure it showed looking nothing like himself.
“I’m a clock,” he muttered out of shock, eyes wide as he stared at his mutated reflection. And he was too. A small yet elegant formal carriage clock that was somehow able to move parts of the decoration as arms, along with a face on the face of the clock. However as he looked further he eventually spotted some similarity to his old appearance, however it was so subtle that one wouldn’t notice it unless directly looking for such a resemblance.
“What is going on here?” he muttered, taking a step back from the mirror. Unfortunately he’d been closer to the edge of the table then he’d previously believed and suddenly found himself tumbling down. Doppler crashed into the floor with a crash, however was relieved to find himself unharmed as he clambered back to his feet… stand. He slowly bounced across the room, pushing the door open and moving into the next chamber. Emerging onto the hall, he found himself staring up at a young lady, who looked as lost as he felt.
“A girl!” he exclaimed unexpectedly, “I wonder if the master knows she’s here?”
The master? What on Montressor am I talking about?
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Post by José Carioca on Feb 22, 2009 15:35:52 GMT -5
Suddenly, the candlestick heard a crash from the hallway. Startled slightly, he decided to go check out the noise, but not before kissing the maid's hand and excusing himself from the room.
Well, wouldn't you know! It ws his dear friend Cogsworth. Lumiére (José) hopped over to the clock to greet him. "Cogsworth!" he exclaimed. "I was wondering when you'd show up! I see that you're aware about the guest, yes?"
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