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!
HEA is an AU canon-only animated crossover Disney Play-By-Post Role Play with minimal word count.
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When Mulan had been given a mission from the Emperor that involved passage through Louisianatown to reach her final destination, she had been cautiously optimistic. Even though the heroine had traveled a fair deal of Rohandor in her assignments since the Isle of the Dragon had become part of the realm, Louisianatown was one of the more recent additions. One that she had yet to travel, either. She only wished that Shang would have been able to accompany her, not off patrolling the remote edges of the Isle of the Dragon to disprove rumors of Hun sightings.
Mulan had assembled the necessary supplies for the journey and was just about to depart from her family's home when her Grandma stopped her. Apparently, the elderly woman had witnessed some form of ill omen pertaining to Mulan's journey. Grandmother Fa was eccentric at best, and her granddaughter had long ago learned that it was a gamble to accept or deny her superstitions. Mulan had tried to convince her grandmother that she would be fine, extra careful, supremely cautious. True to form, Grandmother Fa hadn't accepted any excuse.
Therefor, Mulan left the Isle of the Dragon with one more piece of luggage than Khan, and his saddlebags: Cri-Kee. At the time, the young warrior had agreed to take the 'lucky' cricket just to sate her grandmother. Then, Mulan had arrived several days later within the territory considered Louisianatown. The issue arose when she realized that, due to technical difficulties that forced her ship to stop indefinitely at the wrong port, to arrive most quickly at the town itself she would have to go through Devil's Bayou.
Taking a pet cricket through a swamp while leading a horse was a... challenge, to say the very least. Mulan had nearly given up and turned back after she'd been forced to stuff Cri-Kee in a satchel to keep him from being snapped up by a passing frog. Thankfully, she'd run into some natives who knew the lay of the bayou, and set her on the right course. There were a few close calls. Khan had almost stepped into a mud pit, and a few crocodiles had swollen heads from stones that Mulan pelted them with to dissuade attack.
Here Mulan was, though. One well-earned night's rest, a bath for her and Khan, and a close watch on Cri-Kee, the warrior woke to a morning in true Louisiana fashion. The streets of the town were filled with a brilliant kind of chaos that put a smile on Mulan's face. Her foray through the bayou put her two days ahead of schedule, and she intended to take her time to enjoy the bustling city. Wrapped in a ruqun that was compromised of a pale green undergarment, light gold skirt and dark blue waist skirt, Cri-Kee in his cylindrical cage on her hip, Mulan waded through the masses.
Khan was at the stable of the hotel Mulan was staying at, and much more content to stay there with fresh hay than to be led through Louisianatown for no reason. The warrior didn't mind. She dodged raucous children, then caught a whiff of something delicious that led her several city blocks. Content to find the source of the aroma, and garnering less glances than she would have if a flying Atlantian vehicle weren't parking nearby, Mulan ducked beneath a piece of furniture being carried down the street, and pressed on, still grinning softly.
(OOC: Outfit also - sorry if this post is disjointed - was VERY distracted when I was typing it)
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Post by Dr. Facilier on Jul 27, 2013 22:19:39 GMT -5
Though he usually stayed holed up in his shop to keep a low(ish) profile, the man known as Dr. Facilier decided that today, he was going to take a stroll through the city. He had some important matters to mull over, and he did his best thinking (and people-watching) when he was out, walking.
Placing his hat on his head in one, smooth motion, Facilier headed out the door, his precious Tarot cards in one of the pockets of his tailcoat. After all, sometimes he could set up a table outside, and the Tarot was one art on which he could always count. But he hadn't set out today to work; he needed to think.
Dr. Facilier still hadn't made up his mind about which side he should join. Baron Samedi's wishes could be interpreted for ill or for good, after all; he was the loa of death, but he was also the loa of healing. Accordingly, Facilier had studied both arts in order to please his patron loa.
Perhaps that was why he hadn't been able to make a decision. Perhaps Baron Samedi wanted him to either stay out of things as much as possible (that was the option that Facilier didn't much like; staying idle was boring and didn't gain him anything) or it could be that the Baron wanted the former Shadow Man to play both sides.
Of the options he'd considered, Facilier thought that the last option was the most likely. It was the sort of thing that Baron Samedi and the loa's wife, Maman Brigette would do, really.
Well, that decision had been easier than he'd thought. All he had really had to do in order to come to an appropriate conclusion was to consider what Baron Samedi would do himself.
Facilier leaned against one of the buildings on the main street, watching the people go by. When he wasn't working in his shop or doing readings on the streets, people-watching was one of his favorite activities. Despite the fact that Louisianatown had become more diverse, Facilier could still usually tell the natives from the outsiders; it was usually easier to get more money from the strangers since ... most of them hadn't heard of him.
And there was an outsider now. She was very obviously new to Louisianatown, particularly this part of it; she kept looking around in wonder and pleasure at the many different styles of architecture and all the sights and smells that a native would have been used to.
He watched her as she walked down the street, a small smirk creeping onto his face. Perhaps he could read her cards for her; she seemed like the sort who would be interested in her fortunes.
Stepping out from his building, he strolled casually over towards the young woman.
"You look like a sensible young lady," Facilier started with a debonair smile, "The sort of young lady that likes to plan things for her future," he added, also noticing the little cage for the cricket on her hip. He hoped his assessment would interest her; otherwise, he was going to have to figure out a different tactic.
Who would have thought that Shang's obstacle course - what seemed like ages ago, when Mulan was posing as "Ping" in the Imperial Army - would prepare the woman for traversing traffic in Louisianatown safely. The cultural melting pot that the entire city seemed to be was similar and different than other societal hubs she'd visited throughout Rohandor. Strange music curled through the air from every corner, and rather than clash with the jazzy melodies from the next, or the previous, they all somehow melded together perfectly to create an overhanging theme for the city. Even the din from foot traffic, yelling vendors and honking horns only added to the melody, and Mulan found she was smiling in spite of the seriousness that had brought her there.
Mulan ducked beneath a newspaper and a handful of change that were passing in the air from street urchin to car-riding socialite, and turned to walk backwards for a moment in the process. When she turned back around, however, something had inserted itself consciously into her path. Mulan stopped short, and very comically, the first aspect of this stranger that her eye fell upon - by happenstance, of course - was his exposed navel. Mulan blushed softly, and forced her embarrassed eyes to slide up the lanky figure of the individual, until she was politely looking at a dark-skinned face beneath a top hat twisted in a charismatic half-grin.
"Oh! Sorry-" Mulan used the apologetic smile that she had unknowingly perfected throughout the mishaps of her youth (youth... every day... whatever) and brought one hand to scratch the back of her head. The man was already talking, and Mulan was momentarily confused by the velvety purpose in his tone - a tone as poised and accommodating as his smile and demeanor were. Mulan quirked an eyebrow, trying to make sense of the words through the chaos of the city that enveloped the pair. Somehow, this stranger's voice cut through it. Almost making her ears go deaf to everything but his words. "Thank you?"
The warrior's mind was finally catching up with the situation. She wouldn't go to pieces because she'd come eye-to-bellybutton with this stranger, who obviously had gone out of his way to speak with her. Mulan forced herself to think rationally while the man said more. Louisianatown might seem all excitement and ease on the surface, but with the state of the realm right now she couldn't get complacent. The entire Isle of the Dragon was depending on her, after all. Mulan quirked a brow, eyeing the man somewhat warily, but with an air that she was going to humor the fellow. "Nooot really," Mulan admitted with a bemused smile.
"I actually have quite a streak of ruining any plans made for me. By accident orrr... not." That was true enough. Mulan had tried to follow the course that her life had been theoretically destined to take. She had did her best to assume the role that any woman in her culture did. To fulfill the duties of a wife: that is, to support her husband and give him sons. It just... hadn't stuck. Mulan only ever seemed to do something worthwhile, in fact, when she was going starkly against any "plans" made for her in life. Knowingly, or not.
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Post by Dr. Facilier on Dec 19, 2013 17:59:35 GMT -5
"All the more reason for you to discover a possible path that your future might hold," Facilier responded smoothly. "The future can hold many different paths, and if you know of one, it might help you on your way to ... fulfill your destiny."
The young woman looked to be the sort that believed in destiny. And if he was right about where she was from, she put a lot of stock in what her ancestors had to say, which was definitely something he would include in her Tarot reading.
Suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere, his Tarot deck appeared in his hands. Facilier shuffled them smoothly and, just as quickly as they'd appeared, the cards vanished.
It was a simple enough trick, mere sleight of hand, but it could impress those who weren't used to that sort of thing.
And if he wasn't mistaken, this girl wouldn't be used to it.
Of course, he'd made mistakes in the past (like trusting his 'friends'), but he was working on his accuracy rate. The fewer mistakes he made, the more likely he was to continue surviving.
"So, darlin', what do you say?" he drawled, his voice smooth and soft, but carrying enough to be heard even through the noise of the crowded Louisianatown streets. "Interested in some help with your destiny?"
Mulan gave the fortune teller a humored, considering look when he spoke of destiny in such a way. She wasn't as wide-eyed and gullible as she had once been. Since saving China, and the Isle of the Dragon's arrival in Rohandor, Mulan had been on her fair share of missions alongside Shang for the good of their people. The left and right hands of the Emperor. Even knowing that this man was trying to make some coin, she was still impressed by his sales pitch.
It was astute, well-phrased (not to mention his voice alone was melodious and entrancing enough by itself) and clever. Had Mulan not already been on guard, what with stopping in this strange place on a special errand, she would have been putty in his hands already. So, Mulan was feeling very smug on the inside, seeing through this ruse... Then he conjured a handful of tarot cards out of thin air.
And just like that, Mulan was wide-eyed and blinking in stunned disbelief. For her merit, she did not lose complete composer outwardly. The champion of China watched the cards appear and disappear just as smoothly as they'd materialized. Mulan was impressed, and more than a little excited by the little trick that she'd just witnessed. What would one reading hurt? This man was trying to trick her into something or other, she knew. But as long as Mulan kept her wits about her, sh'ed be fine.
There was a bit of money on her person for food, lodging and then a bit extra, just in case. Mulan could spare a bill or two to this street worker. "Well... Maybe-" but that was when she was interrupted...
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Post by Dr. Facilier on Feb 2, 2014 2:13:55 GMT -5
Facilier could tell that his trick had helped his case; the woman had been skeptical and relatively uninterested before he'd performed one of his oldest tricks. But sometimes, the old tricks were the best. Very few other people could make an entire Tarot deck appear and disappear in seconds the way that Facilier did.
Oh, sure, other people had different methods, but his was potentially astonishing, if he said so himself. Especially for people who weren't familiar with such tricks.
At the young woman's words, a smile slipped onto Facilier's face. Now that she had said "maybe," he knew he had her hooked.
Just as he was about to continue with reeling her in, a shadow fell across the street where Facilier stood.
He looked around for the cause and discovered one of his former customers, a frown on his face, friends on either side of him.
The man had come to Facilier because he was balding; he thought that he wouldn't be able to find a wife without hair. So, the Shadow Man had performed a few tricks and, voila! the gentleman had hair.
It hadn't worked out quite so well for him, though; the hair had sprouted all over his face and scared off the woman to whom he'd been chatting. Facilier had seen the whole thing while he was scouting for other potential customers.
"Can I help you gentlemen?" he drawled lazily, keeping his cool. Outwardly, anyway. He certainly hoped that these men didn't attack him; he wasn't useless in a fight, but he was much better with sleight of hand, tricks, and the like, as opposed to physical violence.
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