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Some Chick and the Seven Chibis...and Two Other Evil People
~Part 1~

Once upon a time there lived a lovely little princess named Snow White. Her vain and wicked stepmother the Queen feared that some day Snow White's beauty would surpass her own. So she dressed the little Princess in rags and forced her to work as a Scullery Maid. Each day the vain Queen consulted her Magic Mirror, 'Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?' and as long as the Mirror answered, 'You are the fairest one of all,' Snow White was safe from the Queen's cruel jealousy.

But this is not that story

Once upon a time there lived a trouble-making teenage girl named Akari Murasaki. Her evil and a bit psychotic stepmother the great and powerful Doctor Byrde feared that some day Akari’s power would surpass her own. So she never teaches the girl of her gift of strength and she forces her to work as a burger flipper at McDonalds to take up all her time. Each day the powerful Doctor Byrde consulted her magic mirror that she easily stole from some evil Queen after ‘borrowing’ a few parts. ‘Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the most powerful one of all?’ and as long as the Mirror answered back ‘You are the most powerful one of all,’ Akari was safe from Doctor Byrde’s cruel jealousy.

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The great Doctor Byrde walked about her glorious castle. That too had been stolen from the same self-proclaimed evil Queen. She had cried about something about being the fairest one of all and something about ‘Not my face! Not my face!’, but those were unimportant to her now. She was hardly worth Cassandra’s time and she was unable to put the face in some ice before the whole thing rotted. Pity. She had looked forward to giving grundy a more appealling look. As she walks down the halls, she begins to hear a very loud ruckus coming from one of the rooms. She keeps walking farther and farther down the hall and with each step the noise got louder and louder until finally she was at the very door that the noise was coming from. Not even bothering to knock on the door, since that was too beneath her, she simply kicks the door open with her foot. Powerful for someone who looked no older than ten…but she was actually much, much older than that.

Inside the room was her terrible excuse for a step-daughter, Akari. To her the horrible had a horrible fashion sense and she had wished that she would’ve killed her off as soon as she said ‘I do’ to the little pathetic girl’s father. At that time she had a much different body that she had borrowed for the occasion of wooing the girl’s recently divorced father. The only reason she had bothered marrying him wasn’t for love, but when she had met him he had mentioned owning a football team—perfect for scouting for parts. After they married she soon found out that when he said football team he had meant he was a highschool football coach. It was quite the shame, she had grown quite attached to the main but at least she was able to give Grundy some new chew toys for Christmas. She stares at the girl as she watches her listen to her music with headphones. They were blaring into her ears and she made a mental note that if there was one thing she wasn’t going to harvest from her it was her ears.

“Turn that blasted music down!” She yelled as loud as humanely possible. The vein in her forehead was throbbing and her body was tensed with anger. The only reason why she kept the brat around was because if she didn’t let the girl go to her mother’s every other weekend, the cops would be back on her trail about the mysterious death of her last husband. It was a rather suspicious occasion indeed. Luckily for Cassandra she was a top-notch actor when it came to crying. Something she had picked up from pretending to be a little girl. Apparently normal pathetic human females cried the same way regardless of their age. Also, if she ever needed some spare parts for another body she always knew where to look.

Akari hadn’t heard Cassandra’s yell, but she did sense her presence. Cocking her head to the side she frowns a bit at her literally evil step-mother. She was still wearing her McDonalds work clothes, a few grease stains splattered here and there. Taking off her headphones she turns the Ipod off, never taking her eyes off Cassandra the whole time. “Yes, Miss Murasaki?”

Cassandra absolutely hated it when Akari called her that. The fact that the girl refused to call her Doctor Byrde only made her want to rip the very head from the girl’s neck and use her body like a drinking fountain. It was a surprise that she hadn’t already, but they had a deal that as long as Akari didn’t tell anyone about her ‘hobbies’, she would let her live. A very good deal indeed. “Don’t call me that,” She reminded her step-daughter. It was very odd to think of them as relatives. Cassandra had ditched her old body after awhile and returned to her regular one, so now she seemed like a 10-year old mother to a 17-year old girl. Odd indeed but Akari had been cooperative about it so long as she fed her and put a roof over her head. “I want you to keep your music down or you will be grounded.” Grounded of course didn’t actually mean grounded, for anyone that knew Cassandra that would’ve know that and hoped to God that the great Doctor never grounded them. She starts to leave the room, her business done with her step daughter and she wanted to go be conceited in front of her magic mirror. That was something that always made her feel better and was one of the few things that made her feel better that didn’t involve dismembering someone.

As soon as Cassandra is gone. Akari shuts the door behind her and looks around the room. This was her night to escape her step-mothers evil grasp. She had made it seem like she had nothing planned, but she was already prepared to runaway from home. It was a small room and she didn’t have many things so she didn’t take long to pack. Soon she had a small backpack full off a few pairs of clothes and some extra things. No longer did she have a cell phone; Cassandra had forbidden her from having any friends are calling anyone unless she was there to observe and watch. Going over to the thick stone wall, Akari begins to look for a weak spot in it. This plan that she had thought up of involved a little trick that she had been practicing for ages. Soon she finds the weakest spot on the stone wall and pulls her fist back, sending waves and waves of ki energy into her hand. When she reached her limit she rams her fist forward into the hard stone, sending bits and pieces of stone of all sizes everywhere. The smally bits showered around her as she smiled in triumph. Making sure that there was nothing left in the room for her to take, she exits through the gigantic hole in the wall, making a run for it. She was free.

While this is all going on in Akari’s room, farther in the castle, there was Cassandra’s room, adorned with her ‘trophy’s’, miscellaneous parts she planned on later using on herself to make her body more powerful, and there were her various tools spread out on a long work table. Going over to the work table she swats at a still moving arm that was still a bit twitchy after being removed from its owner’s body. Shaking her head she walks over to her magic mirror, admiring her own devious reflection Soon after a few dramatic poses of herself she asks the mirorr “Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the most powerful one of all?”

At that exact moment is when Akari had burst out of her room and there was a strong energy surge that even Cassandra could feel. The mirror’s eyes widen, realizing that it was going to be in trouble when it spoke. The mirror speaks up, it’s voice quaking, “Erm…Ak…Akari is the mo-mo-mo-most power-f-ful one…of all.” The face in the mirror flinches, waiting for the inevitiable. No blow came though and it peeks through half-lidded eyes.

Cassandra was actually in a state of shock at the moment, a vein throbbing in her forehead and her hair almost literally standing on end. Had the mirror just said AKARI? That didn’t sound like Cassandra or Doctor Byrde to her. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, Cassandra walks towards the door in a prideful manner, her steps making an echoing sound in the vast castle.

For a moment the mirror took a deep sigh of relief. Happy that Cassandra hadn’t taken out her frustration on him. Looking up at the leaving Doctor it’s eyes widen in complete horror as the needle goes through the mirror, shattering it into a million pieces. The magic mirror was no more.

The needled returned to Cassandra’s hand, attached to a long string. She didn’t even have to look back as she had destroyed the mirror. Not happy, and not even smiling at the mirror’s demise she leaves the room without a word. Soon she would find that Akari wasn’t in her room and no one would be safe from her wrath.



Somewhere, in some not so far off place there was a tiny house with seven tiny occupants. If one were to look inside they would see that the occupants were chibi-versions of Takechi, Claude, Xenon, Satomi, Zazie, Lukas, and Tomoko. Though for parody purposes, each were given a very special nickname to correspond with their lovely personalities. Satomi, the brighest of the group and the leader was refered to as Doc. Claude, the most mysterious of the group was referred to as Grumpy…because he smokes and because he just seems like the type of guy who if he doesn’t get his morning cig, will just freak out on people for no reason. Xenon received the nickname Sneezy as a result of her slight malfunctions, not literal sneezing. Happy was of course no other than our very own…Zazie! Why is she Happy you ask? Because I think it’s ironic. That’s why. Lukas was referred to as bashful, though he was anything but bashful. Tomoko was nicknamed Sleepy because she will be asleep for most of this parody for the mere fact that Akari gets too much face time. Lastly there is the ever so loveable Dopey, Takechi. He is dopey because for much of this parody he will be intoxicated.

The seven chibis were busily at work cleaning the house, more frustrated than ever. No matter how many times they cleaned it the house always got dirty again. There was always something that would mess it up. Satomi’s inventions, Claude’s smoke, Xenon’s random acts of havoc, Zazie’s…Zazie-ness, Lukas’s inability to clean due to playing online games and he usually had pepsi cans scatter around the place, Tomoko’s…actually Tomoko didn’t make any messes due to her sleeping habits, and lastly there was Takechi who was drunk most of the time and would stumble into things, making them fall over. The house was filled with pepsi stains, dirty dishes, broken dishes, knocked over lamps, walls scattered with holes, floors scattered with pieces of wall, electronics torn apart for scrap parts, and many more. The list of messes around the house went on and on, as did the cleaning. The chibis only had time for work and cleaning the house, rarely did they ever get to have any fun, finally sick of it, one of them spoke out.

“This is ridiculous!” Satomi cried in exasperation as she throws down her washcloth, having been busy trying to scrub the questionable stain off one of the beds. “We can’t live like this!” She puts her hands on either side of her head, shaking her head as if to shake away the terrible and horrible sight of a home.

Claude pulled out a cigarette from his pack, lighting it up as he spoke. “Frankly I agree with Doc over there.” He said in a French accent. Having the cigarette lit now he puffs away, taking a deep breath and blowing a ring of smoke. “You people are very messy.”

Normally Satomi wasn’t quite this outspoken but right now she was in a state of desperation. Snatching the cigarette from Claude’s mouth, leaving him a bit stunned at the action, she tosses it to the ground and steps on it, twisting her foot to put it out. “You, Grumpy, make this house smell like smoke!” She snaps, pointing an accusing finger at him.

“…And you, Doc, make this house…well, you’ve taken apart one too many electronics for ‘spare’ parts!” Lukas chimes in with his Australian accent, also not in a good mood. No one had been to the store in ages and he was having to sparingly drink his caffienated drinks, saving them for important online gaming. He was cranky without his caffiene fix and lack of sleep. Not a good combination. A half-way empty pop bottle comes flying at his head. “Hey! Watch it mate!” He waves his fist in the air at the person who had thrown it.

Zazie shakes her head, juggling Lukas’s half-empty pepsi bottles. “Wasteful and blameful…minus 20 points.” Her expression was vacant as said this. Still juggling them she tosses them into the air one by one and kicks up a hat off the ground, holding it for the cans to fall into. The cans fell in one by one and when the last one went past the brim of it, she tilts it for the possible audience to see inside, revealing an empty hat. Even as she is half- asleep, Tomoko manages a light clap before falling back asleep. This pleases Zazie but she makes no indication that she was happy.

There were currently three people not helping at all in the attempt to clean the house, Tomoko who was sleeping, Xenon who is currently disabled after finding an actual blow torch and setting a liquor cabinent on fire, and Takechi who had passed out drunk sometime after the liquor cabinent fire, drinking whatever hadn’t been destroyed. Tomoko was on her own bed, very peaceful. Xenon was plugged into one of the few remaining wall sockets, a newly added button on her with the distinct word ‘Off’ written underneath it and beside it was another button with the distinct words ‘On…at your own risk’. Takechi had actually passed out drunk on the kitchen table, making it very difficult to clean off that morning’s breakfast, seeing as how his face was in a bowl full of scrambled eggs.

Most of the house could be seen no matter where you stood due to the lack of walls and missing doors (other than the bathroom of course, that place was SACRED considering there were seven people…well…Xenon doesn’t count but whatever). Satomi grabs one of the many pepsi cans and throws it at Takechi’s body, not even affecting him in his drunken state as he smiles sheepishly in his sleep, laughing giddily. “Dopey! Why must you insist on getting drunk?” Satomi exclaims. Climbing onto one of the beds she stands tall and prideful. “That’s it! We need a housekeeper!” She pumps her fist into the air and holds it there.

Claude shakes his head, disapproving of the idea. “Oh? And where shall we get this housekeeper?” He was unhappy with her for taking away his cigarette, taping his foot impatiently as he waited for her to end with her speech.

Lukas seemed to perk up, despite the fact that he hadn’t slept in days and his caffiene rush was low. “A house keeper?” He ponders the idea, pacing around the house and observing the mess. The thought of having a house keeper was intriguing, especially if she wasn’t to sore on the eyes. “EPIC! I say it’s a good idea!” He raises his fist into the air to join Satomi in triumph over her brilliant idea.

Out of nowhere Zazie was standing beside Satomi, juggling more of the empty bottles. “Good idea Doc, 11 points.” Zazie gave a nod of approval, once again seeming like she didn’t care whether or not they got a house keeper. Her juggling act continued as they allstared at Claude, waiting for his final approval since he was the last person awake and if he agreed it was 4 out of 7, a majority vote.

Claude looked between the three of them, being put on the spot. Not feeling particularily confrontational he lets out a heavy sigh, waving his hand at them as if to say go ahead. Lighting up another cigarette he heads outside of the cottage as the three of them cheered and went to go wake up the other three to tell them of the good news.

In the morning light, even Claude couldn’t make out the figure standing on the hilltop, very carefully listening in on their conversation. The person had been tricked into doing some snooping after the prestigious Doctor Byrde implanted some thoughts into his brain, convincing him that she was his best friend and would do anything for him. This wasn’t true but the mysterious figure had to act like it was. He was looking for her step-daughter who had vanished so he could return her to Doctor Byrde’s ‘loving’ arms as she took the girl apart so she could use her body parts for herself. The wind blew lightly, as he stood there, his long silver locks now picking up some of the light. Claude saw the glint but by the time he looked the figure was gone, no sign of ever being there. The figure was no other than Hades, and if he was going to bring back Akari to Cassandra, he was going to have fun torturing her before hand. Afterall, he absolutely hated the girl’s haircut.

Allow me to give feedback in my next post...
Right now, I'm just saying that I forgot to unlock this thread. xP

Silly me~ It's unlocked now.

This RP guild was better than I anticipated.
Well structured, plenty of people to RP with...much better than some RPs I've been a part of.
It's been fun, and should continue to be fun in the future.

@Chachamaru v2: Go Red Team!! >D "Eep... T-they're so big..." xDD That made me laugh. He's talking to bigger people...right? xP And I love what you did to Hades. Rawr, eyepatch!! Too bad he isn't black. Or Scottish... Overall, you did a FANTASTIC jon, Cha v2! Now if we could get those sprites done...xD Jk~ Btw, I patted my back.

@Kaito-sama: xD "Did not die when I entered." I also laughed at that! This guild will live....FOREVER!!!

@gabriel: This RP Guild will always fun. It's up to YOU and every other member to help it out. I should really open up a suggestion thread...

@Negi '08: 10,000 more posts for a celebration? No. 15,000 more posts and THEN we have a parteh~!

Woo! 10,000 posts! This summer has been really stressful for me so it's been great just being able to get on Gaia and RP with a buncha great people.

When I first joined the guild I figured that I would maybe post once and never again...or get bored within a week, not being into RPing at the time. My friend introduced me to the guild and showed me the sprites and I was like, SIGN ME UP! But thanks to everyone I got into RPing and now I'm even a crew member! FEAR ME! Um...okay...don't fear me...Now onto some feedback before I decide to celebrate with much of the alchohol...not really...but seriously stare

FoxGin, I really like the script, The dialogue is amusing and from what I can tell it's in-character xd So kudos! I can't wait to see part two of it! Very humorous, actually had me laughing blaugh

Chachamaru v2, I've never played Team Fortress 2...but I love the picture! Very nicely done. Akari is actually a tall girl, but oh well. She has a baseball bat twisted Oooh and nice quote for her too by the way! You do a lovely job highlighting and shading so kudos to you too! I had fun reading the explainations and I really like Claude's suit but all of their outfits are great.