arieloutofwater

@ Ariel

Belle prepared her basket of things to bring back into town. The book she had finished and the shopping list Papa had left her before heading into the lab. She looked around the house once more to make sure she hadn’t missed anything, then walked out the door. As she walked she looked around again wishing she could be anywhere but here. She sighed and steeled herself again to try not to dwell on the fact that she may never get the adventure she so much wanted.

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To commemorate 600 followers! I’m absolutely floored!!! And again, just because I didn’t mention you here doesn’t mean I do not love you. I didn’t want to bore the world with a 20 minute video. 

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OOC: Role Play Wishlist

Yep, people I’d like to RP with but have not, or would like to start again on a new subject matter for the para. 

  • Rapunzel
  • Aladdin
  • Jasmine
  • Ariel (Not sure what happened but I can make a new starter when you are ready)
  • Belle
  • Jane
  • Flynn Rider
  • Aurora 
  • Thomas Charming (Long Lost Twin Brother)
  • Tarzan

That’s it for now, but I’m pretty open to any ideas from people not listed! I need to make friends so Cindy and I actually have guests at our wedding! XD And by no means do I expect you to whip something about this week! Take your time, but if you’d like to talk details, you can find me on chatango! :-)

Melody and Ariel: Under the Sea

Melody lightly ran a brush through her black hair before pulling it into a ponytail, finding the notion useless and bothersome. She then glanced at the lone mirror in the vast space that was supposed to be her room. She saw someone much different than herself, she saw someone who had been battered by the waves and hardships brought upon her from a sea witch. She saw a girl who was losing her mother slowly, and wasn’t sure how she would ever fill the gap. And lastly she saw a girl who’s shoulders were burdened with the responsibility of soon having a kingdom placed within her rule. She sighed lightly, not wanting to focus on the truth of this girl in the mirror but lose herself within the waves of the great deep blue sea. She quickly ran to her closet to get her bag as she ran outside of the dreary room.

“Ariel!” She yelled as she ran through the halls of the great castle, running fast enough not to get caught by the servants or anyone else for the matter. Her bare feet hit the tile floor in a sort of rhythm as she continued to run, “Ariel! Ariel!” She yelled again, her voice echoing, bouncing, hanging, against the high ceilings. She blew a piece of hair out of her face as she finally come to Ariel’s rooms, entering without knocking. “Ariel,” She said with the widest smile she could muster.  “I thought we were going swimming today– are you ready?” Melody asked as her eyebrows knitted together in a sort of impatience as she looked longingly out at the open sea and the sun streaming onto the waters, creating a marvelous reflection of sorts.

A Castle and a Ring

Jafar now sat proudly at his throne. Much had happened between the time he and Ariel shared in the marketplace and today. Jafar stayed mostly silent to the palace’s guest regarding such things as well: As far as Ariel knew, the royals went missing. There was nothing much that Jafar could explain to her regarding their disappearance the next morning. Though he was already proudly within his sultan robes and took the liberty to redecorate the palace. He had simply faked his concern and worry to Ariel, explaining that he had to lead the city with care and attention in an effort to be there for its citizens.

Now that a full week had passed since his takeover, things were still falling into place:  One of the most powerful kingdom’s in the world was ruled by him. His precious sister had returned to him. Particular laws were annotated and announced by Jafar himself, laws that would see to more power falling on his lap in regards to the business decisions within the marketplace. Nothing too major but enough to assert the fact that changes were indeed coming.

His fingers grazed along the velvet of the throne that almost became a second skin to him now. He knew that at some point Ariel would make her lovely appearance before him. There were days when they didn’t talk much due to the amount of work he had on his plate as a sultan now and there would be times that she would request his attention. A dinner together here or a stroll outside there. But today would be the day that something far better would come between the two.

Under the Sea | Ariel and Melody

Melody lightly ran a brush through her dark brown hair before pulling it into a ponytail, finding the notion useless and bothersome for there was never a different result when she was done. She then glanced at the lone mirror in the vast space that was supposed to be her room, it was a simple mirror with a small gold boarder around it. She saw someone much different than herself, she saw someone who had been battered by the waves and hardships brought upon her from a sea witch. She saw a girl who was losing her mother slowly, and wasn’t sure how she would ever fill the gap. And lastly she saw a girl who’s shoulders were burdened with the responsibility of soon having a kingdom placed within her rule. She did not know this girl at all. She sighed lightly, not wanting to focus on the truth of this girl in the mirror but lose herself within the waves of the great deep blue sea. She quickly ran to her closet to get her knitted bag as she ran outside of the dreary room.

“Ariel!” She yelled as she ran through the halls of the great castle, running fast enough not to get caught by the servants or anyone else for the matter. Her bare feet hit the tile floor in a sort of rhythm as she continued to run, “Ariel! Ariel!” She yelled again, her voice echoing, bouncing, hanging, against the high ceilings. She blew a piece of hair out of her face as she finally come to Ariel’s rooms, entering without knocking. “Ariel,” She said with the widest smile she could muster.  “I thought we were going swimming today— are you ready?” Melody asked as her eyebrows knitted together in a sort of impatience as she looked longingly out at the open sea and the sun streaming onto the waters, creating a marvelous reflection of sorts.