Time passes much more quickly in Rohandor and many long and happy years have gone by since the characters retired to enjoy their respective 'happily ever afters,' their greatest foes were imprisoned in the Forever Stone, bound in an eternal sleep. Until Now.
Happily Ever Afters takes place in Rohandor, a mystical realm on another plane of existence from our own. Here our favorite Disney heroes and villains live in a world all their own; Alive, but far from well. Heroes and heroines fight to keep peace while newly freed villains seek their revenge. Come join us in an epic adventure as the characters you love clash in a struggle that will determine the fate of Rohandor!
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Tarzan wasted no time as he landed on the windowledge outside the treehouse, before clambering through and pacing around the room in his usual walking on his knuckles manner looking for a mirror. He had just finished his morning patrol of the jungle, checking over the movements of the larger herds, the trading post crew and any trouble spots. Having found everything was all clear he decided to catch up with Tantor and Terk, which was when the confusion started.
Tantor had taken one look at his human friend and started screaming something about an 'epidemic', jamming his head under a bush to 'quarantine' himself. Trying to talk him out didn't help until he had time to consider the possibility of bugs in the bush crawling into his ears, at which point he ran off and submerged himself in the river with only the tip of his trunk above water. Though he was a loyal friend and strong enough to handle any dangerous animal in the jungle who threatened his friends the elephant balanced it with his paranoia of anything too small to be seen.
Terk wasn't any help either. When Tarzan asked her what was causing Tantor to panic she responded by laughing too hard to reply in anything other than sentence fragments. When she calmed down enough her next action was to claim ignorance of whatever it was about Tarzan that she found so amusing, which resulted in a wrestling contest to force an answer. To the gorillas credit, though she was holding in her laughter too much to properly fight, she didn't confess to anything after a few pins, a headlock, ear flicks or having knuckles rapped across her head. She excused herself soon afterwards offering to talk Tantor out of the river.
These events had led Tarzan back to the camp to ask the Professor, though from the books and marked maps he'd left lying around it seemed he'd went off on another research trip to finish his guide on edible jungle grubs. Which left Jane who was back at the treehouse that he'd just returned to. Finally Tarzan had found a hand mirror on the dressing table and worked out the problem. The ape man flinched when he noticed the pink highlights to his cheeks and the dark blue around his eyes. As he tried to wipe it off he tried to remember where he'd seen it before.
Right, the trading post. It was some of that make up that Jane bought....
"Jane?" Tarzan wiped harder at his face. "Why am I covered in this stuff and how do you get it off?"
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Post by Jane Porter on Dec 17, 2013 2:56:40 GMT -5
Since the trading post had come into being in the area, Jane had been doing more painting. She'd done plenty of sketching, even before the trading post, as it wasn't too hard to make things with which she could both draw and write. But making her own paint was another matter altogether.
Which wasn't to say she hadn't tried; Daddy had had such an interesting day, when he'd helped her go into the jungle to find the proper ingredients to make the right sort of pigments and textures she wanted.
They had never come out quite right, though, and she desperately wanted her paintings to be the best they could be.
And so, she'd stuck to sketching and helping Daddy with his research.
Now that she'd gotten her hands on some proper paints, however, it was time to do some serious work on her still lifes and portraits.
Yesterday, it had been a bowl of fruit (which didn't survive the day before it was eaten by several different members of their odd household), and today, she was working on painting (by memory) a snake she had seen earlier in the week.
It was all going rather well, she would have to say, when her Tarzan appeared.
"Tarzan!" she exclaimed happily, putting her paintbrush down as he came over.
When she saw him, though, she had to stare for a moment before she burst out laughing.
It took a few minutes for her to calm down and catch her breath, but when she managed, she said, "Oh, love, it looks like someone has played a rather amusing trick on you."
Whether it was Terk or whether it was one of the younger apes or perhaps even their dear baboon's friends, it was hard to say.
Tarzan joined in laughing after he got over his confusion with the situation. Practical jokes were nothing new to him and ever since Jane, the Professor and the trading post came along it only added more resources to use against others. In all likelihood someone else would try a variation of the same joke until the next new idea came along.
"Terk used to do something like this when we were kids with river moss. Had to learn to sleep light if you didn't want to wake up green. She once gave Tantor a full beard."
Tarzan found the wash basin and poured some water out of a nearby jug, scrubbing his face furiously to remove all trace of the vandalism. By this time Jane had managed to calm herself to continue the conversation, suggesting someone else must have been the culprit. No chance they'd ever find out unless a somebody confessed. Still, it gave the younger animals something to do and kept the adults alert (unless they joined in themselves in a lighthearted cycle of revenge). As the ape man finished cleaning himself he looked at Jane with a raised eyebrow. While she did draw amusement from the results she never actually took part in any jokes, probably wasn't 'proper' back in England. Still, Jane had shared so much of her knowledge of reading, writing, music and the like, so Tarzan should do the same by sharing more of the experience of his home. Sort of a rite of passage to make her more welcome. He walked across the room in his usual on knuckles manner as he considered an appropriate way to start. Of course he noticed the paintings out but he wouldn't even think of sabotaging her favourite hobby, it turned out the first time they met (with the angry baboons) was due to someone swiping her sketchpad. Though while the painting was off limits, what about the paints themselves?
"It does make me wonder though Jane." He sneaked up behind her and wrapped one arm around her waist gently, ready to keep her arms pinned when he made his move but not intending to hurt her in any way. "How about you try something different with your make up?"
He snatched up the paintbrush with his free hand and lifted Jane from the floor slightly so that she couldn't gain any foothold to try running, waving the brush slowly in front of her like a snake ready to strike. Any doubts he was hearing in his head were swiftly silenced with the memory of every time Terk dared him to continue a seemingly foolish plan of action.
"How about a moustache like the Professor? Or maybe this is better."
Taking it slowly to compensate for any struggling, Tarzan dragged the tip of the brush across her nose and cheeks giving Jane a set of whiskers and a feline nose like the panthers around the jungle. When he finished he laid the brush down and released his wife, stepping back in case he suddenly needed to run for safety. Of course he double checked the window was right behind him and a good solid vine was in reach.
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Post by Jane Porter on Jan 6, 2014 13:07:13 GMT -5
At the thought of Tantor with a beard, Jane started laughing again.
"Oh, I must admit that I would quite love to see Tantor with a beard," she chuckled. It would have been even better, she thought, if Terk had given him muttonchops, too, but the gorilla probably didn't know what muttonchops were. Thank goodness Tarzan never seemed to grow a beard; Jane didn't know whether or not she'd like that very much. It seemed that it would just be ... odd, to kiss him with a beard, though he might have fit in more with his family, when he was younger, had he grown more body hair, facial hair included.
It was a bit selfish, she imagined, to be glad that Tarzan didn't seem to grow hair much, other than on his head, but she was entitled to a few selfish moments, now and again.
Jane hadn't been paying attention to what Tarzan was doing, but when he wrapped an arm around her waist, she was pleasantly surprised.
Until he spoke again.
It was at that moment that Jane realized what he was about to do, but she couldn't get away. She had no choice but to put up with the joke that Tarzan was playing. If she didn't struggle, she could get back at him once he released her.
"Don't you dare!" she said in response to his comment about giving her a moustache, but he was already painting away. Thankfully, it seemed he'd refrained from giving her a walrus moustache like her Daddy had.
Once Tarzan released her, Jane put her hands on her hips.
But instead of getting upset, she snatched up one of her brushes and tackled her husband to the ground. She'd had to be quick; he was used to getting away from people, after all.
Sitting on top of him, Jane proceeded to give him an orange beard, moustache, and very full muttonchops.
She surveyed her handiwork with a smirk. "I thought the 'king of the jungle' should have a matching face full of paint to match his 'queen'," she told him, triumphantly.
Normally Tarzan would have easily evaded the attack, but he expected Jane to tell him off for his joke first and give him more preparation time to escape. She didn't give him time and he therefore didn't have it as he was pinned to the floor, left to fidget slightly as he felt the brush strokes across his face. Whatever she was doing, she was putting in the extra effort. After finishing she taunted him rather than let him up again. Tarzan smiled back nervously. This was working out better than expected, she didn't get too angry over the initial joke and she was having fun getting her own back. Now was the best time to start the real game.
"Well Mrs Jungle Queen. I wonder if you're up for a bigger challenge."
He picked Jane up as he stood up again, putting her down as he got upright. Checking the mirror again he briefly considered how he looked with a beard, the things on the side of his head didn't go well with his hair though. Tarzan passed Jane the mirror to check her painted on whiskers as he continued his explanation.
"Prank war. First one to give up loses and the winner gets to paint their face for the next three days."
The forfeit was an occasional incentive when Tarzan played the same games with Terk and the others, usually involving the loser gathering food for the winner for a set period or providing an alibi when the parents came looking for them. Though now it could get really interesting considering how smart and creative Jane was and the resources she and the Professor brought with them. Though that was a point, Tarzan had better look for his own allies on the slim chance he did lose. He rushed to the window ready to leap out into the jungle, stopping just to give Jane a quick kiss on the cheek.
"The whiskers suit you by the way. Good luck."
Leaping from the treehouse and grabbing a vine he began his trip into the jungle to both hide and prepare his own counter-offensive. The meeting with Terk and Tantor was somewhat of a success (after they were done laughing at the paint). Terk was initially ready to help but Tantor managed to explain his concerns of getting between the married couple, at least they agreed to stay neutral and not help Jane. Tarzan thanked his friends in return and sprinted off to the river to clean off the beard and sideburns, reasoning Jane would do the same before she came after him. At least it would give him a clean slate for the next three days worth of artistic ideas.
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Post by Jane Porter on Jan 16, 2014 13:07:15 GMT -5
At the sight of Tarzan will full beard, moustache, and best of all, muttonchops, Jane could barely stop laughing long enough to listen to what Tarzan was saying. She did manage to calm herself, for the moment, anyway, and she tilted her head slightly, contemplating her husband's words.
She folded her arms, ready to ask just what sort of challenge he had in mind, when Tarzan continued, explaining exactly what he was thinking.
"A prank war, eh?" she repeated, raising an eyebrow at the idea. "I'm not sure that's quite fair," Jane said, mostly joking. "After all, you've had years of experience with this sort of thing while I'm still just a novice."
It had taken ... a few months in the jungle, for her to start loosening up a bit. She had, after all, been raised as a proper young Englishwoman should, and those rules occasionally popped up, despite the fact that she'd chosen to stay in the jungle. Jane had stayed for Tarzan; she loved him, and she couldn't even imagine marrying anyone else, especially not some stuffy, old Englishman. Which would likely have happened very shortly after she and Daddy had returned to England.
She was about to add something about giving her a head start when Tarzan swooped in and kissed her on the cheek, forcing any such notions out of her head.
A dreamy smile fluttered onto Jane's face for a moment, before Tarzan brought her mind back to the situation at hand.
But before she could figure out a suitable comeback to his comment, he'd leapt out of the treehouse and was away, no doubt planning his attack.
"All right, then, Jane Porter," she said to herself, making her way to her Daddy's camp. "Two can play this game. We've just got to be creative and think on our feet."
And with that, she set to work, trying to figure out ways to best Tarzan at his own game.
Tarzan, while looking around for useful resources, had attracted the attention of the baby baboon. The smaller ape had asked about what he was currently doing which led to asking the why's, how's and what's that led to it. He was initially concerned that Tarzan and Jane were having some sort of fight, the little guy was fond of her despite the rocky first meeting. Still he'd gained a flattering picture, an umbrella and a boot out of it.
"<It's just a few jokes. We're having a little fun and nobody is angry with each other.>"
The baboon chittered in response, looking for a clarification. Tarzan had to think for a few seconds for why he had actually started the game.
"<It's just. Jane gave up a lot staying here and she's taught me a lot. I want to share some of what I had growing up. Make her more at home.>"
The infant seemed satisfied by the explanation and perched on the apemans shoulder as he walked on all fours to the small lake everyone used to get their water from. The animals had already drank earlier and wouldn't come back for a while, so it was a good place for an ambush. The smaller primate hung from a branch and watched Tarzan submerge himself before coming up again covered in mud and water plants.
"<What do you think? Water monster? When I first tried this on Terk she didn't come here alone for a week. Got me good when she found out it was me though. Just don't tell Jane if you see her okay?>"
The baby nodded in agreement, then hung watching Tarzan go under the water surface again to begin the waiting game. The baboon waited with him watching the lake, curious about how this game would go.
ooc: All the dialogue in baboon talk. Seemed apt and the little brackets are useful for the universal translation sign. XD
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Post by Jane Porter on Jan 27, 2014 0:26:32 GMT -5
Once Tarzan had gone, Jane started planning her own attacks, knowing quite well that they probably wouldn't be as clever as what Tarzan came up with. He had a lot more experience with this sort of thing, after all, and she didn't really know where to start.
But then she remembered one of the few moving pictures she'd had a chance to see: in it, a man hit another man in the face with a pie.
Considering that they didn't usually have pie all the way out here, that could be a delicious way to do something ... unexpected.
Jane pondered this for a minute, tapping her chin with the pencil she usually used in her sketchbook.
Well, she wasn't coming up with anything better, at the moment, so off to the trading post!
After a quick chat with the proprietor of the trading post, Jane started the trek back to the tree house. Tarzan might be able to travel by vine while carrying something, but she was still learning about the art of such travel.
On her way back to the treehouse, she stopped by everyone's favorite watering hole, put her pie down behind a few bushes, and knelt down to get a drink of water, using her hands as a cup.
It took a while but the wait finally paid off. At least it was a sure thing that Jane would come by the watering hole eventually. It was the cleanest water in the area after all. Good for drinking and taking home for other uses like cleaning, treating wounds and the Professors lab work (or putting out the fires caused by the lab work). Tarzan waited submerged up to just under his nose watching Jane stop for a drink, then put his plan into motion.
Going under completely he used his hands to pull himself along the lake bed, going slowly so as not to cause any large disturbances. Stopping a few feet in front of Jane he looked up, trying to to laugh in anticipation of the result and give himself away. Hopefully she wouldn't be too mad, though he might have to sleep elsewhere for a while.
Rising from the water covered in moss and mud, his dreads hanging over his face and dripping he stood over Jane, raised his arms and let out a low droning noise. Similar to a hippo yawning, it suited the water monster joke in all the other occurences. Stretching his arms forwards he waded toward Jane continuing the act, hoping she wouldn't quit the game too fast.
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Post by Jane Porter on Feb 2, 2014 0:13:26 GMT -5
Jane's eyes were closed as she enjoyed the cool, clean water, but before she could move, she heard what sounded like a hippo.
The Englishwoman opened her eyes, instantly wary. Hippos could be quite dangerous, especially in this season. And she couldn't speak a word of hippo. If it was, in fact, the large, rotund animal making the noise, Jane would have to abandon her pie and take to the trees.
Looking around, though, she realized that she didn't see any hippos, just some sort of water monster, approaching her at speed.
Jane screamed, looking around for some sort of weapon to use against the unknown creature. She'd lived through an attack by baboons, leopards, and other animals; she could handle some water monster.
As the monster approached, though, she realized that it was Tarzan.
Glaring at her husband, Jane put her hands on her hips, expecting him to continue to come closer.
But then, she had a better idea.
Wading into the water herself, heedless of her skirt getting wet, Jane bent down and threw a handful of mud at the "monster."
The thought that the illusion had slipped hit Tarzan at the same time as a ball of mud hit him right in the face, causing him to stagger back a few steps. He was impressed with how fast Jane had caught him out, also relieved that she hadn't beaten him with a branch by mistake. The ape man couldn't help laughing at himself as he wiped off his disguise.
"I had you for a second. I think that's one each. Two each if we count the paint."
When he finished cleaning off the mud he looked up at Jane, considering splashing her back to stay one step ahead. Then he looked just past her at the baby baboon who had emerged from hiding. Somehow the little ape had found a pie lying around and sat on a rock watching the two humans messing around. Occasionally he'd jab one hand into the pie and help himself, his cheerful expression and the mess around his mouth showing his approval with the meal.
"Was that yours Jane? I could go to the post for more if it was."
Tarzan meant the offer earnestly, not realising the plan behind the item. Or indeed if it still posed any danger to anyone while the small but troublesome creature had it in his possession. He meant no ill will, it was just he was young and followed the law of possession in the most primitive form, if he could take it then it might as well be his. Of course it helped that he had a large family that would come running if he got upset, which usually required Tarzan to play the neutral side until they could be appeased.
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Post by Jane Porter on Mar 4, 2014 2:16:43 GMT -5
Jane laughed at her husband, shaking her head, a good-natured smile on her face. "Yes, I'll admit that you had me," she giggled, "You're just lucky I saw that it was you and didn't try to attack you!" Jane added, putting her hands on her hips. "I could have really hurt you before I figured it out."
But she had figured out that the 'water monster' was Tarzan before she'd hit him with anything. Well, with anything other than mud.
The young woman laughed again at Tarzan's concern over the pie.
"No, no, it's ruined now," she said, gazing at the baby baboon with an exasperated sort of affection. "My purpose for the pie was rather more sinister than simply eating it would have been."
Perhaps she would try the pie thing again later, but for now, she was going to have to figure something else out.
((OOC: This is short and terrible and feel free to throw things at me.))
Tarzan couldn't imagine what Jane had planned, but he was happy to have dodged it by luck. As he finished washing off his disguise he shook his head to dry off. It seemed the jokes he'd use when he was younger were going to be less effective now. He'd have to think smarter.
Leaping upwards out of the water and grabbing a branch overhead he shimmied along and hung upside down to face Jane. Of course he could have just walked around but he was an active person, the simpler method didn't occur to him.
"You ready to give up yet?"
He had little expectation that a bluff would work, but it might get her to play more recklessly if she thought he was hinting for an end to the game. Behind a calm expression he was trying to work out anything he could use against her for his next joke. That and hoping Jane was having fun with the whole game.
ooc: I think I need things thrown at me. If you have any requests in mind PM me. Either that or we can get votes from the other members? (joke, sorry XD)
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Post by Jane Porter on Mar 9, 2014 22:26:08 GMT -5
"What?" Jane asked, putting her hands on her hips. "You don't think I'm capable of sinister actions?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Her facade didn't last very long before she ended up giggling.
Glancing over at the remnants of the pie, Jane didn't realize that Tarzan had taken to the trees until she looked back.
She managed to keep from yelping because she was ... mostly used to that sort of thing by now. Really, she should have been completely used to it by now, but it still took her by surprise, occasionally.
IF they counted that, then Tarzan was ahead in their game. Which meant that she was going to have to get caught up very quickly.
Jane smirked at Tarzan's question, shaking her head.
"Not even a little bit," she told him, grabbing what was left of the pie and throwing it at him.
Without looking to see what happened, Jane took to the trees herself, laughing.
"Come and get me, Tarzan!" she called back over her shoulder, keeping her eyes on the vines in front of her.
If she had any chance of making it back to the treehouse without being caught, she was going to have to pay attention to her surroundings.
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For the next few seconds Tarzans vision was blocked by an, admittedly tasty, blur. As he dropped into the water to clean off for the third time today he surfaced in time to see Jane making her escape and calling out a challenge. The baboon was distracted from losing his lunch with how hard he was laughing. For the reluctance she displayed earlier in the day Jane certainly enjoyed the messier jokes.
"She's getting good at this."
The baby baboon chittered, asking about his next move.
"Well I'm not done yet. Hope she's still in a good mood when I win."
Taking a running start to get up the nearest tree, Tarzan began his pursuit. Swinging from vines, sliding on branches and crashing through the foliage to catch up. He had to admit Jane was learning to travel by treetop a lot quicker than he expected. Must have been due to how smart she was, all the harder subjects like physics, trajectories, momentum and the like helping her work out the best way to control her movements. He changed his route, taking himself higher up to keep her in sight. From the looks of things she was headed to the treehouse, either to hide out or because she didn't expect any major plotting against her indoors. Standard stuff with this game when Tarzan was younger, always have a place you could hide out (like anywhere near Kerchek, who didn't enjoy the noise that came with such activities). The vine he was currently swinging on snapped, requiring him to stop on the next tree and fall behind. Maybe he'd just follow quietly for now, see what she was up to.
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Professor Ratigan: I'm cosplaying Pearl from Steven Universe and Joseph Joestar from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure!
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Professor Ratigan: I'm almost done both of them, I just have to finish styling Pearl's wig and fix up Joseph's gloves and wristbands
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Basil of Baker Street: Awesome. Had to look up Jojo because I'm not hip with the modern pop culture but I hope they turn out well.
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Professor Ratigan: also I finally finished the gloves! They were more of a pain to work with than I expected, but they'll hold together... I hope...
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