Malory wasn’t a kid who believed in magic—the tooth fairy, Santa Clause—that was all a bunch of nonsense to her. Those things just weren’t real to her, despite how hard her mother tried to get her to believe in Santa Clause so she wouldn’t spoil Christmas for her younger brothers. When Malory was fifteen, her parents divorced, and her mother took full custody of Malory and her younger twin brothers, Simon and Jarred. No longer being able to afford their home with her income, Malory’s mom packed up the kids and moved them from New York to Maryland, where Malory’s great, great uncle had left a house to her mother. Speaking of said uncle, Arthur Spiderwick had disappeared one afternoon nearly eighty years ago, and left the house to his closest living relative. That was his daughter, Lucinda, who had been a little girl when he disappeared, but she had been put into a nursing home after spouting a bunch of nonsense about her father being taken away by fairies and goblins living in the woods around her house, leaving the house to Malory’s mother.

The first week in that house changed Malory’s life forever.

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Her brother, Jarred, discovered a book in a secret room in the attic, written by Arthur. It was filled with drawings, descriptions, teeth, claws, skin, and wings of imaginary creatures, like goblins and sprites, phenoxies and gryphons, dwarves and elves. Now, according to the book, humans can’t naturally see these creatures, they needed to look through a rock with a natural hole in it, or had to hold a four-leaf clover for a temporary glimpse into the other world. Or, they could soak their eyes in fairy bathwater or hobgoblin spit, giving them what’s called the Sight…forever. Jarred believed every word, and tried convincing his family, but, of course, no one believed him, especially Malory. And she didn’t believe him until she saw Jarred’s twin, Simon, be dragged into the woods by nothing. Turns out, it was a goblin pack, who lived within the woods around the house (also turns out Aunt Lucinda was right), thought that Simon was the twin who had the book. That book, Arthur Spiderwick’s Field Guide to the Fantastic World Around You, has more information about some of the creatures than those creatures even knew about themselves. That book…That book almost got Malory and her brothers killed while trying to keep it out of the hands of the goblins and their ogre master, Mulgarath. Mulgarath planned on using the information from the field guide to destroy and rule over all other fairies by exploiting their weaknesses Arthur had discovered.

Thankfully, with Malory now convinced, Jarred and her were able to save Simon. The three of them were given the Sight perinatally by a hobgoblin—he very kindly spit in their faces after eating a roasted cat, their roasted cat—making it easier for them to fight the battle they had gotten themselves into. Trolls and goblins sent by Mulgarath terrorized the Grace siblings, their house, their mother. The conclusion of the battle columnated at the Grace family’s new house, ending with their house completely ransacked, filled with dead goblins, and Mulgarath, thankfully, dead, eaten by previously mentioned hobgoblin.

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Mulgarath was dead, and as far as they knew, the information about Arthur’s book wasn’t spread farther than all the beings that were now currently turning into mush on their kitchen floor. The book was safe, and they were safe. Mostly. Now that they knew about this world, they were a part of it, especially Malory. With her experience in fencing and sword fighting, she became the main hunter and protector of the family. Jarred, when he became an adult, learned how to use a variety of guns, letting him help Malory hunt. Simon, on the other hand, became the researcher of the Grace kids, adding onto their great, great uncle Arthur’s research. Though this time, they kept it a lot more secretive—they didn’t want another battle with an ogre.

Now, ten years later, Malory is the only one who still lives in the house where all of this started. Jarred moved to California to keep an eye on the giant and dragon population there. Simon and her mother moved back to upstate New York. She lives alone in the house...well, aside from Thimbletack, the common house brownie. How she pays the bills? Malory down-low advertises herself as a woman who can take care of…odd problems. Getting lost for no reason in your own back yard? Your kid’s pets keep going missing? You’re flowers start uprooting themselves and flying around your yard? Call Malory Grace, and get your checkbook out. You wouldn’t believe how much someone will pay to get a troll off their property.

 Malory doesn't have many, if any, friends. After high schol, where she wasn't really close to anyone in the first place, anyone she could have considered a friend skipped town to go to college or have a career or live their life outside of Maryland. In the following years, Malory spent more and more time by herself. She hunted alone, ate dinner alone, watched movies alone. She knew people in town, of course, but still kept to herself. She was the niece of the weird guy who thought fairies were real and she walked around with a sword. Instead of talked to, she was talked about. Stares and whispers from the locals who knew the backgroud of the area. Hell, Malory's great aunt had been locked up a care facility since Aurthur had disappeared decades ago, and as soon as her aunt was released, she disappeared as well. People were waiting for Malory to disappear next, or for her to get arrested and thrown in jail for carrying around a sword--which, by the way, was perfectly legal, if unnerving to some people. 

Now, outside of town...(TBC)

 

Basic Information

Age: 28

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Blue

Hight: 5 foot 6 inches

Sexuality: Bisexual, with a preference toward men

Relationship Status: Single (Will vary between RPs)

Location: Wherever the job takes her...but she lives in Maryland

Pet(s): Byron, Arthur's gryphon

Interests: Reading, going to the gym, sparing, running, hunting, ballet, drawing, and drinking

Disinterests: Being given pet names, like 'baby' or 'dollface', hot summer days, being wrong, her nightmares, and cops

What Mal Can't Live Without: Beer, her sword, her medication

 

(Malory's face-claim: Sarah Bolger)

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FIRST AND FOREMOST: I am allowed to decline to RP with anyone for any reason, reasons that I don't have to discuss. If I start an RP with someone and wish to stop it at any point, I will talk to them about it privately. If I start getting spam messages from people I don't want to talk to, in any form, I will report you. I don't want to deal with harassment again.

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Character Species

Human


Character Gender

Female


Character Relationship Status

Single


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  • It took over a month and a half for them to see and do almost everything there was to do in Hawaii. Namely cause Zura kept pulling Malory off to the sidebar to have sex in as many public places as she could. The thrill of being caught made it all the more exciting and she knew nothing really bad could happen as a result. If someone took pictures or recording it or if the cops found them and tried to arrest them, those people would end up being very very sorry. 

     

    They had a great time. Went scuba diving, got into a shark cage, swam with some dolphins, pet a manta ray, went to many gift shops and restaurants and of course Zura spoiled Malory rotten and paid for everything and didn’t refuse a single thing that she wanted during the whole trip. Except the clothing thing, at least in the beginning.  Making love on the beach and in the ocean was one of her favorite highlights, the ocean part being right after the beach since sand tends to get Everywere. So an immediate water dip was necessary.

     

    It was during at night they were back at the hotel nearing the end of the trip that Zura was running her fingers over Malory’s scars and told her something rather revealing. 

     

    “Soooo. Guess now is as good a time as any. Remember that spell I used to hide your scars from people. Yeahhhh well that ended some time ago, love. From that point onward, your scars was visible to the world and yet a single person hardly noticed or said anything. Course I did give them the Demon Eye if they did.  I think you can ease up on hiding them now. But there is something else. Should we have a child together and you carry it to term. There is a high chances your body will change. Maybe a shedding of the skin like deal and your scars will vanish and you will also come out looking much younger. Possibly a young teenager. Maybe even look like A high school freshman, depending how much your age is regressed. 

    So likely vey underage looking compared to me but I can simply turn back the clock on myself to match you so that no one will think I’m Robbing the Cradle or whatever that human expression is. But the scars will likely end up going away. I hope you can become ok with that and likely you may get some passive healing powers that will make future scarring impossible. So there is that. Soooo how mad are you about that?”

  • “Mmm yes. The cravings. I have heard that supposedly with demon babies. That the cravings become subsided when you give the baby what it wants or needs. I have heard that the babies sometimes makes the mother kill and consume human flesh and drink their blood. As the baby likes the nourishment and taste of human flesh and blood. So usually eating a human and drinking their blood helps with the cravings. Now I dunno if our little Hellrazer is Jonezings for human blood and flesh or not. But if she is, I could probably figure something out. 

    Maybe I could eat the flesh. Try to produce it into some milk from me, then feed it to you but not tell you about it so that it won’t be in your mind. Second hand feeding type of thing.  I’m pretty sure I can steal a recipe from Hannibal Lecture or something and whip something up. Course maybe the baby wants some Mother’s milk while still inside the womb.  You won’t start producing till near when the baby is born right? Is that how it is for human women? Maybe if I could give you Mother’s milk, that could help. Our daughter maybe is too impatient to be born to start drinking that milk and wants it now. 

    This is all theory. I think I will need to give you a very close “examination “. May be a little time consuming and most likely will make you very tired but I’m sure you will sleep like the dead when it’s done and with a smile on your face no less. “

     

    Zura said with a  wink as she was obviously hinting at something naughty.  She made sure this conversation went on pause when the waiter showed up and Zura talked about the other things.

     

    ”Nnmn I could stand to hear you tell me a bit more about how beautiful and amazing I am.  Oh I can wear that outfit tonight. Maybe when you give me that surprise. Waiter. I’ll have the Baked ziti with garlic bread and orange juice and some ice cream for desert. Vanilla with some chocolate chips, Oreo cookies, and gummi bears on it. “

     

    Zura then sent Malory a telepathic message. 

    < I think that waiter can kiss his tip goodbye since he can’t stop looking at your breasts. How bigger have they gotten? Maybe I’ll flash him mines real quick when we are done and that can be his Tip>

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  • Mai doesn’t do anything to stop Mal from hitting her. She doesn’t even do anything afterwards to Mal for hitting her. The other two in front of the vehicle know who was just hit, but as the two woman are grown adults, they don’t bother to interfere into Mai’s personal relations. All she does is give a subtle nod to Mal before sitting back into her seat. “Sorry…” She was quiet the rest of the way back to their base. It was nearly an hour to get there.

    The base looked like the regular military base. That’s all it was in fact. Mai’s unit was supposed to drop in for just a few days then be on their way. However, they had already been here for a few weeks trying to hunt down this one person who’s been evasive as ever. More importantly this was getting in the way of bigger plans.

    Once the vehicle stopped other people began to gather around. There was a stretcher waiting to take Mal over to medical. Doors open up and two men help Mal get herself situated onto the stretcher. “Get her vitals and give me a blood sample before I get there. I need to speak with Maxson first.” Mai tells the two helping Mal as she begins to walk towards another man in a suit. His dirty blonde hair fell well past his shoulders. His beard was long but neatly trimmed and his blue eyes seem to glow in the night.

    If Mal bothered to look around at all she would see the rest of Mai’s squad coming together. They had all gotten out of their armors and now stood a regular looking people. The first she may notice is a man that toward over everyone. There was another woman amongst them as well with her black hair pulled back into a bun. Then there was the two that rode in the car with her. Doom had messy brown hair and tanned skin. Creed was a dark male who kept his hair short. Finally there was the one named Wrath. The one with the black feathered wings. Black hair and crimson red eyes.

    As they all talked over the mission amongst each other it seemed only Creed has stopped to look over at their leader. Mai was being shouted at by Maxson. She would be too far from Mal for any words to be made out. He was right in her face though, just screaming at her. Mai wasn’t striking back or anything. To think that a woman who just fought against a beast as large as a dragon won’t even lay a hand on the man in front of her. He must be something else if she feels she must endure this.

    It wasn’t much longer until Mal found herself inside a white room and being hooked up to a few machines. Hopefully Mal wouldn’t put up a fight as military doctors wouldn’t give her much of a choice. At least until Mai arrived which also didn’t take much longer. She came running in with her white coat on and her mint green hair moving freely. Many forget that before she learned how to fight she was first a doctor. Which gave her a brutal upper hand in combat. She knew every vital to hit to kill something.

    Once she was beside Mal her hands begin to emit a green light as before as she hovers them over Mal’s chest. “How does she look?” She asks the nurse in the room as her eyes turn white as she begins to look into her body.

    “Her brain needs work. She’s lacking medications and many nutrients due to starvation. Dehydrated… And a possible infection in the ankle.” The nurse responds as she looks over a computer screen.

    “Great! I-I don’t mean like that Malory.” She back tracks on her words. “I mean it’s great that this is all stuff I can heal.” She smiles slightly as she begins to work. “We’ll have what you need here soon. Until then I’ll be your medication. However, what I do to your brain will wear off in a day. So I’ll come see you every day until you no longer need me… I also put in the order to check on your relatives.”

    She moves her hands over Mal’s head as she begins to get things back to normal for the time being. Before she can begin however she is interrupted.

    “Mai, we need to talk.”

    Her eyes flash back to green as she looks to the doorway behind her. “Mitchel, can you wait?”

    “Is she dying?” He asks.

    “No of course not, but-“

    “Then she can wait.”

    Mai sighs in annoyance but moves her hands away from Malory before storming off towards the door. “Outside then.” It seems like this was going to be another fight, but at least this time she’ll be able to yell back. For now Mal would be left alone until Mai came back from her talk.

  • Zura was sure to keep any signs of blood off of her when she was out in public. Least when she was with her lover and didn’t want the cops to be banging on Malory’s door as a known associate of some psycho serial killer demoness.  No. Zura kept herself relatively low key with Malory. Least now she did as before in the begging she wasn’t so covert but often used magic to make sure no one made any connections to her. 

     

    Since she was invited to a nice dinner on Halloween night. She decided to pick out a Harley Quinn costume for herself since she was a mega fan of that gal.  She walked up behind Malory all silent like and gently placed her hands on her shoulders to begin a gentle neck rub while she lean down and plants kisses up and down Malory’s neck and cheek and then quickly slips her hands down to covertly cup her heavy breasts for a second or two. Just copping a quick feel before she moved around and have Malory a long, passionate kiss on the lips and took a seat, but not before moving a hand down to rub that baby bump. Zura had a look of warmth and affection as she gently rubbed that baby bump and then she moved Malory’s chair back just enough so she could bend down and give her belly a kiss and said.

    ”Mommy loves you. My little Precious.”

    Zura said to their unborn child and then took her seat next to her beloved. She would give Malory another kiss and smile. 

    “Hello, beautiful. You said you had a surprise for me. I hope you still do. You know how much I love surprises. If they are good usually. Cute outfit. I was going with slutty school girl look but thought a cute Harley Quinn type outfit would be better. How is our precious daughter doing? Still keeping you hungry? Mmmm I will have to figure something to help those late night cravings. Maybe a special protein “milk “shake or something. Have I ever told you just how much I love you?”

     

     

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  • “Hmm. I see.  Fashion and comfort, not combat attire. Mmmm sex selling, illegal due to forced prostitution, selling and capture of women, aka Human Sex trafficking. Sounds likes the ones doing the capturing and forceing of innocent women, are perfect candidates to flay alive and Mount their heads on pikes. As warning to other men who think they can abduct women and sell into sexual slavery. This would be good deterrent, yes?”

     

    ~He said as he generally thought that was a great idea. These  men, sex traffics sounded like horrible, evil men, like rapists, therefore, he concluded killing them would be a great service to women everywhere.  He had an earnest look upon his face as he thought such aweful men deserved swift punishment and to serve as a nice reminder  to other men who plan on following in their footsteps. 

    He listened to her as she talked about sex toys and answered his other questions.  He frowned when she mention him returning to his old world and looked sadden by the thought. ~

     

    “Toys good. Fun times with toys. I get it now. And scents.  Different items make different smells. Much like home but different here.  Hmmm back to my world. You wish to get rid of Marcus? “

     

    ~He looked away from her when she said that and he thought about her intent behind saying not to worry about that things here because he be home soon enough. He stood up and walked to the other side of the room and looked out the window and answered her last question. ~

    “Black and Red. Black- Good for hiding in darkness. Red - helps with masking the  blood stains of battle. “

  • Happy Full Moon and Friday the 13th 

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  • Shows up with a pair of handscuffs in a sexy police outfit. Grabbing hold of Malory and spinning her around and putting her hands on the bedroom wall. 

    “You are under arrest.  For being so sexy. Any moans you make will make me work harder against you.  I’m taking you into the bedroom for some enhanced interrogation. Do you understand these things as your girlfriend says them to you, Malory?”

     

    Zura said as she leaned in and planted a kiss on Malory’s cheek. 

    “Next time you leave. A little heads up would be nice. I had to take care of the “Paperwork” all by myself.  Not fun. “

     

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    (Welcome back. Zura could not help the cop routine for Malory running out on “Parole” or maybe it was skipping bail. Hehehe. Thought I send a funny banter moment to welcome you back with a giggle. I hope the vaykay was able to make you feel better hun. I know how overwork and stressed you have been.  ::hugs::)

  • (We never got to starting it! I vanished haha. But I think we were discussing ideas on how they could meet, since Jorah is pretty stuck in Northern Europe 'n all. But also how Jorah is very similar to the faerie creatures of Spiderwick in the sense he can make himself nearly invisible to people, although it works slightly different since I am basing it more off of Scandinavian folklore ideas. But the principle is the same. And there's definitely ways for people to spot Jorah even when he hides himself, if they know how.)

     

  • [There you go! I hope you enjoy!]

    The one who spotted her at first was Doom. The shadow dweller. He was responsible for everything getting dark before. He was working with Mai against his will, but who isn’t at this point? Then the other man in green armor, the one who came in with two revolvers, was Creed. He was indifferent. He was aware of Mai’s new circumstances, but didn’t quite agree with her methods in dealing with them.  Still, they were all here against their will, but Mai was doing what she needed to do. Getting her life back.

    “Doom, Creed; Go to the building and clear it. Now.” It was a direct order. This area still had several places full of possible hostiles and Mai was now here trying to care for Malory. Not that the others couldn’t handle it, but she still had to make sure everything was done by the books.

    As the other two begin to move towards the building, gunfire erupts from the darkness. No bullets are landing near Malory and Mai, so at least it isn’t directed towards them. She does look out into the distance though as the shots continue. “Wrath, what are you doing?” Malory wouldn’t be able to hear anything, but in Mai’s ear piece she gets an earful of bad news. Whatever she heard caused her to draw out a flare gun, and shoot a red flare into the sky. She then picked up Malory and began to run from the cage she came out of.

    “Eric I need you on me! Chelsea I have one prisoner in critical condition we need to leave!” It seems things weren’t going exactly as planned. Mai didn’t get to far from the cages, but she did get out of the light before setting Malory back down. A dome of white diamond material formed around her but there was an opening left for Mai to get out. “I promise you we are going to get you home. Just stay with me.”

    Howling is heard off in the distance, but it didn’t sound clean. It sounded sort of gargled. Mai looks at the opening to the dome before making her way out. “I’m going to be right out here for just a second!” Several footsteps could be heard approaching fast. Then snarling. Seconds later the sound of metal hitting flesh could be heard, then the floor cracked open as Mai called up her sword.

    Mal didn’t have to come out of the dome to see what Mai was fighting. Soon she could see one of them coming up to the opening of her protective dome. It was a large wolf but something wasn’t right about this one. There was a black liquid coming out of its mouth, eyes, nose, and ears. It was feral and infected with a virus. It was locked onto Malory, and it still sounded as though Mai was mid fight.

    Luckily for everyone, a giant in white mechanized armor landed directly on top of it before it could enter the dome. This must be Eric. He was carrying his large minigun with him and hoisted it on top of the dome. The sound of the minigun was loud and intimidating as it cut through whatever enemies were on the other side of this barrier.

    Just when things couldn’t seem to get any worse, the ground shakes and several gusts of wind pass through the area.

    “It’s the dragon!” Mai shouts as she jumps back into action. A roar is heard before it sends a blast of black flames towards her. With her shield up, Mai sucks in all of the flames and power into the shield as long as it keeps spitting them out. Once the dragon stops its attack, she hits her shield with her own sword, and the blade turns white. She slams the blade into the ground, cracking the floor with massive wave of black flames.

    Following up her attack is Wrath, a man in red mechanized armor, and black feathered wings coming out of his back. He jumps high into the sky and calls forth his spear. The earth shakes and the sky splits as it seems to be formed in midair. It then shoots directly into the dragon as the fight is continued away from them.

    “Wrath, take point! I’m getting Malory out of here!” It was a war zone out there. Apparently there was much more creatures being trafficked out of this point that Mal was being held at. Mostly supernatural creatures it seemed like.

    The dome collapsed as Mai came to pick up Mal again. A Humvee then pulled onto the road and Creed came out of the passenger side to open the back for Mai. They make it over safely and she begins to move Mal into the vehicle. Mai enters after and begins healing the ankle. Doom is driving this vehicle while Creed stays passenger side. The fight begins to get more distant, but not before loud cannon fire could be heard, and heavy footsteps.

    “Get us to the FOB.” Mai speaks as she begins to mend the ankle. A very small piece of white diamond material sinks under the skin of Mal’s ankle and begins to cover the broken ends. They then pull together, and the diamond material acts as an internal cast for the bone. Mai then begins to regenerate the bone and fuse it back together. She stops healing for now, and looks to Mal now. “I’ll finish up once we stop… Mal, I’m so sorry this happened to you… I didn’t mean for any of this to happen to you.”

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