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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Character Age

27


Character Species

Human


Character Gender

Female


Character Relationship Status

Single


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Paragraph, Multi-Para


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Fantasy, Romance, Violence, Realistic, Rated R, 18+, Comedy, Action


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  • Listening intently, Virian's thought drifted towards Earth. Stuck within the confined rules of royalty, Malory must think-- at least on a subconscious level-- that Esteria hadn't any of the worldly pleasures that her own world could provide. Esteria could seem stiff and cold at the best of times, and maybe even tiresome or dull. Earth's pleasures were so obvious and on blast at every moment of every day that even he felt strange being without the constant distractions. Esteria was... different. More reserved, probably. Old-fashioned and strange, foreign to even it's inhabitants. There was no ballet for Malory to enjoy or fencing competitions for her to win. Silent, Virian pondered over what Malory's life might have looked like-- the life that he had taken from her. He was no better than his father, in that respect.

    Although, to be fair, humans possessed the unique trait of always seeking action.  As soon as they find fire and good company they wish to be away. Constant bombardment of the senses, that's what they crave. Young people, especially. Elves, on the other hand, were quite content with life as long as they weren't ill. It was said that only wanderers were ill, and to be at peace was to be at home. 

    "It's fine." Virian spoke after she had finished, jesting around a bit. "You can dump anything you want on me, since it's not as though I'll be able to tell anyone. At least not without fear of beheading."

    Soon after that they had both finished their food, and Virian began taking things off the table. He was comfortably full, and between the two of them they had almost finished all of the soup. He decided that they'd eat the rest in the morning, once they were a few hours into their journey. Grabbing an empty jug, Virian then turned to Malory with a quick-- "Get some rest. We have a big day ahead of us."-- as he smiled brightly, disappearing through a door as he went into the side garden, where the well was. He needed water to clean up, after all.

    He wasn't sure which room Malory had taken, since there were three available, but once everything was ready for the next day, Virian crawled into bed, making sure that it wasn't the same room. In fact, the rooms weren't even next to one another, like how it had been in the palace. Now, they were on opposite sides of the house, and as Virian slept through the night, he tossed and turned uncomfortably. He ended up waking up before the three sun's even began their journey back up, which was actually quite good since they needed the head-start. Dressing in his white linen shirt with a dark leather waistcoat, Virian pushed his curls back with a bycocket hat before setting out to wake Malory up. 

    With two sharp knocks to her door, Virian called out her name, which was muffled a bit as he stayed behind the closed door. The air felt strange and heavy, as it was the middle of the night. To be awake now was a feeling Virian would never be able to describe as anything other than uncomfortable. 

  • Lol got this from reddit.  Evil. 

     

    I prefer my evil business guys to have a bit of class though ya feel?

    You know the type to show up to an orphanage and instill tons of hope in the kids that he's about to donate a ton of money to save them all but he just hands the owner a notice that he's bought the property, bulldozes it down then puts his cigarette out on a small disabled girl's forehead as he leaves.

     

    I could see zura doing that.  Maybe not the cig part. But crashing a vehicle into an orphanage and Blow it up or an old folks home.  Back in her evil evil days. Luckily. Malory tamed that extra evil portion of her.  Lol )

  • (I understand and am still interested. I know that you can't always be as active as you want... speaking from experience. Although I won't be able to reply any time soon as I'm hard at work on costumes for an upcoming  convention, and preparing stuff for another convention I'm gonna work at.

  • Well maybe give me a bit of a back story on her character ? Then that’ll give me more of an ideas to work with on whom she would work better with.

  • that is no worries, yes I would definitely like to write with you. Just let me know which character of mine pulls at your interest more, then from there we can plot our story out! 

  • (Sorry it’s short. Rushing at work. This was going to be much much longer with maybe a more musical encornce but I want to save a few songs for the euro tour when Zura expresses her love for Malory.  Zura also got some girly stuff planned like Mani pedis, painting each other nails, combing and braiding hair, etc.   lol. 

    She justs wants Malory to have a Valentine’s Day that she won’t soon forget.  ^.^

  • Freak me, baby (ah, yeah)
    Freak me, baby (mm, just like that)
    Freak me, baby (ah, yeah)
    Freak me, baby
    Let me lick you up and down till you say stop
    Let me play with your body, baby, make you real hot
    Let me do all the things you want me to do
    'Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you
    Baby, don't you understand
    I wanna be your nasty man
    I wanna make your body scream
    And you will know just what I mean (you know what I mean)
    Twenty-four carat gold
    To warm the nights when you get cold
    I wanna lick you up and down (baby, yeah, baby, yeah)
    And then I wanna lay you down, come on silk sing
    Let me lick you up and down till you say stop (lick you up and down)
    Let me play with your body, baby, make you real hot (let me make you real hot)
    Let me do all the things you want me to do (whoa)
    'Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you
    I love the taste of whipped cream (hey)
    Spread it on, don't be mean (baby, don't be mean)
    You know I can't resist you, girl
    I'll fly you all around the world (all around the world, oh, baby)
    I wanna see your body drip
    Come on let me take a sip (come on, come on, come on, come on)
    Take off what you cherish most (come on, come on)
    'Cause when I brag, I like to brag and boast (come on, come on, baby)
    Let me lick you up and down till you say stop (lick you up and down, oh, baby)
    Let me play with your body, baby, make you real hot ((I wanna play with your body, baby)
    (I wanna play with your body, girl)
    Let me do all the things you want me to do (ah yeah)
    'Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you
    You, you, you, you (oh, you)
    You, you, you, you (let me freak you)
    You, you, you, you (all of you)
    Yeah, come on, come on
    You, you, you, you (oh you)
    You, you, you, you (let me do you)
    'Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you
    Let me lick you up and down till you say stop (freak me, baby)
    Let me play with your body, baby, make you real hot (freak me, baby)
    Let me do all the things you want me to do (freak me, baby)
    'Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you
    Let me play (baby, don't stop) with your body, baby, make you real hot (hey)
    Let me do (baby, don't stop) all the things you want me to do (baby, don't stop)
    'Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky, freaky
    Let me play with your body, baby (up and down), make you real hot
    (Let me make you soakin' wet, baby)
    Let me do all the things (oh) you want me to do
    (I won't play around with your love, baby)
    ('Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you)
     
     
     
    Zura made up her own words and would give Malory a lap dance as the music played and Zura all the whole gave Malory very Provactive and seductive looks.  Hoping to arouse her girlfriend and make her blush with this insane romantic yet kinky gesture that her demon girlfriend was performing for her.  Zura always did have the tendency to go all out or overboard with her affections and such for her precious Malory.
  • When Malory woke up this very day, her whole world would be turned upside down.  As she woke up in a chair in front of a stage. A spotlight came on   And there was Zura.   Dressed like a sexy Cupid , the demon version, with devil horns instead of a halo and bat wings instead of angel bird like ones. 

    She wanted to do something special for her girlfriend and Malory if she hadn’t noticed by now. Would soon learn that beside talking a lot, Zura started developing a habit of singing, quite habitually as of late. Almost like she was in some musical tv show or movie.  Zura soon came to love singing and with her demonic abilities and black siren cry.  She was rather good at it and could sing as well as humans did without the use of equipment to auto toon or make her sound better.  

     

    “I want youuuuuu to want me.  I neeeeed you to need me.  I loved you to love me. I beg you to beg meeeee.  I want you to want me.  I need you to need me.  I love you to love me. I beg you to beg me. 

    Oh didn’t , didn’t I, didn’t I see you crying. I would get home early from work if you just say you love me.  Oh didn’t I see you crying. Feeling all alone without a friend you feel like dieing. 

    Oh Malory. I want you to want me. Baby I need you to need me.  I love for you to lovvvveeee me.”

     

    Course Zura would take the songs she sang and changed the words to suit her needs and make them about Malory and the depths of her feelings for her.  

     

    Zura would hop of the stage and walked over to her and planted a big wet kiss on Malory’s lips before she sang another song. Another song would play and Zura continued to sing.

     

    “”

    Don't leave me this way
    I can't survive, I can't stay alive, without your love
    Oh baby, don't leave me this way, no
    I can't exist, I'll surely miss your tender kiss
    Don't leave me this way
    Ahh, baby! My heart is full of love and desire for you
    Now com'on down and do what you gotta do
    You started this fire down in my soul
    Now can't you see it's burning outta control
    Com'on, satisfy the need in me
    'Cause only your good lovin' can set me free (set me free, set me free)
    Don't, don't you leave me this way, no
    Don't you understand I'm at your command
    Oh baby please, please, don't leave me this way
    No baby
    Don't leave me this way, no
    I can't survive, I can't stay alive without your love
    Baby, don't leave me this way
    Ahh, baby! My heart is full of love and desire for you
    So com'on down and do what you got to do
    You started this fire down in my soul
    Now can't you see it's burning out of control
    So com'on, satisfy the need in me
    'Cause only your good lovin' can set me free (set me free, set me free)
    Need you lovin', baby need it, need it
    Satisfy the need in me
    Satisfy the need in me
    Well baby, come and satisfy the need in me
    Whoa baby, come and satisfy the need in me
    Oh baby, don't leave me this way
    Don't leave me this way
    No, don't leave me this way
    No, don't leave me this way, baby
    Don't baby, don't leave me this way babe
    Oh, baby
    Oh, don't leave me this way, no
    Don't leave me this way

    “”

     

    She then changed some words for herself  

     

     

     

    “Don’t leave me this way. I can’t survive , I can’t stay alive, without your love baby. Don’t leave me this way. I can’t exist without your tender kiss. Don’t leave me this wayyy. 

     

    Ahhhhh Malory! My heart is full of  love and desire for you  , now come on down and do what you got to do.  “

     

    The lights on the stage would explode when she screamed the word Baby, next. Fireworks erupted in the background as Zura would soon straddle Malory’s Lap. She made a sound bubble for Malory so that her ears wouldn’t hurt when Zura scream or that the music and sounds wouldn’t be to painful to hear.

     

     

     “Babbbbbby!!!! If I had a heart It would burn for you. My entire body has need of you. I’m so filled with desire in my soul. Make me feel alive and set me free, set me free. Malory! You started this wave of emotion in me. Now it’s rushing out of control. Baby I need you to satisfy this need in me.  Cause only some good fucking will calm my soul and satisfy this need in me. Oh Malory , please don’t leave me this wayyyy. 

    Ahhhhhhh Malory.  Just what the hell did you do to me. Why do I have this need for you to be with me. Every time I open my eyes, all I see is You! Malory please arise and sleep with me. Don’t leave me this way. Please Baby. Never leave me this way. Never leave me at all.  I need you by my side, cause you brighten my life.  So come on down and do what you got to do.”

     

    She then planted a hard kiss on Malory before she changed the setting for them. Malory would now be on a bed of pillows, can of whole cream and strawberries near by and a large feather. The music would change as well.

     

    ” Baby let me lick you up and down. Till you say stop. Let me play with your body baby, make you feel hot! Let me do all the things you want me to do. Cause tonight baby. I wanna get freaky with you.  

    Ooh Malory I want to lick you up and down, till you squeal stop. I want to play with your body baby, make you hot, I going to do all the nasty things I want to do to you. Cause tonight baby. I’m earning my red wings with you. 

     

    Malory you don’t understand, I wanna be your nasty woman. I wanna make your body scream and you know exactly what I mean.”

     

    Zura would continue to sing and all the while watch Malory’s reaction and wonder what she was thinking and how she felt about this surprise V day Zura’s special.

     

     

     

     

     

     

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  • // Thank you, Lo ^^ ❤️ //

  • At Malory's mentioning all of the crazy events that had unfolded at the palace, Virian couldn't help but smile slightly. It was honestly ridiculous that after Malory was dragged there, things moved at warp-speed. Virian hadn't dealt with so much drama at such a fast pace ever before. Perhaps it was just an inevitable consequence brought on by the urgency of their situation.

    He had listened to her retelling of the events she had faced during her little outskirt, and he had replied with a surprised-- "Oh, a horned wolf? Must've been a Grimcrest Howler. You didn't let it lick you, did you? Their tongues are poisonous to elves."

    Haven sat down, Virian began moving his soup around with the spoon, blowing lightly on the top of it before trying it. Thankfully enough it tasted quite delicious, despite the blue hue (something that reminded Virian of a childhood dish- one that he'd have to make some time for Malory to try). As he was filling up a glass with sapling milk (the name sounded horrible, but it really wasn't that bad), Virian replied to her question. "I had a sneaking feeling that you'd want booze, and thankfully so do I, so you needn't worry." Taking a sip of his drink, he spoke again with a slight hiss. "We can get as wasted as we'd like, as long as we're smart about it."

    Looking up from his spoon as he was about to eat some more, he spoke again with a teasing smile. "Why does the thought of alcohol make you so relieved? Real life isn't impressive enough?"

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