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A twisted princess contest. Will yours be evil or good? Or maybe both?

Rules:

Create at least 5 paragraphs of your new twisted Disney (or other) Princess experiencing life.

Originality is key. If you want to win, be as original as possible.

Make sure that there are no errors in your writing (like misspelled words) because when voting on which story I think is the best, I will consider grammar. Though, you can still be creative with your word choice like always.

Be polite and encouraging towards others writing.


Voting:

We will all rank our 3 favorites and the tally the votes. Your favorite will be given 3 tallies, your second favorite 2 tallies, and your third favorite 1 tally. So choose wisely!

I agree with Sora, but can you give me an example?

Um...... well, erm, no trying to be bossy or mean or anything, but I was kinda next to do a contest.... It is in the contest suggestions page.............

Aaaaaand I was planning to do it after Sora's..... I thought that's what we were gonna do...

Buuuut if you don't want to have be do one... the one I've been waiting for for weeks, that I got ready, then, um, I guess I just won't... I guess you can just do it, if you want to cut in like that................ I just won't do mine, then.

Agreed with Sora! Could we do both?

*shrug*

A bunch of people can't be in two competitions writing at the same time. No, I guess I'll just wait...

*shrug*

Aubree already started her's and everything.

Don't want to 'rain on her parade'

I can wait. I have been for like 3 weeks, any way.

I won't die if I wait another 2

Erm, maybe, Aubrey, you could go after Ruby? She has been waiting to do her contest for a long time. You can reserve a spot after her, though. Just post it on "Competition Suggestions". You had no way of knowing that Ruby was next in line, so it's alright :) But maybe copy the description and paste it on a Word document for a future time, and once Ruby's competition is done, you can go! :)

No, no, guys, really, I'm fine. She already posted it and stuff, so just let it be. I don't care.

But............ /:o

No, really. Just nevermind my above comment. I shouldn't have written it, forget it.

...

ANYWAY












Ooh! cool contest, Aubree! I'll join! What are they dates on it!?

Hey, don't be mean!

She was just trying to help!

So when is the dead line?

The deadline is next Monday. And I am really sorry Ruby, I had no idea there was a waiting list. I can delete my topic if you want, because your right, you should go if it was your turn.

I am REALLY sorry, Ruby. Just tell me if you want to delete it because I totally will. I really should've read the whole rules for competition... That was very stupid of me, trust me, I won't do this again.

If I do delete it, which I probably will, cause that's the right thing to do, I promise you Sora, I will wait in line for my turn and when the time comes, I'll make the exact same competition and you can add your already written story to it.

Ha ha!!! I hope you're joking... :):););););) But trust me, we'll have this again, sometime later when it's my turn and then you can post your story, no penalties for already writing it because that wouldn't be right.

I'm doing my song contest later after all this is settled.

Ok, I was just saying that once it was my turn I would make this, not after Ruby's turn.

NO! Don't erase it!


You already started, and everything, and it is OKAY. I am flexible. Just keep on doing it, k? I can do it after.

Are you sure? I really don't want to mess you up... I am REALLY sorry, I did not know there was a waiting list, I promise, I will not do this again. :(

No, really, it's fine, you are new-ish, and haven't seen all da folders and topics yet, so I don't mind! It is okay! I was kinda sad in da beginning tho, but It's okay now! Just keep on going with it! :)

Thanks!!! I am glad for your support!!! :):):):):):):):)

:)

Any princess you want. It can be a Disney one or a made up one.

Nope...

Okay, awesome!

You didn't know, Aubree, that's fine :)

Charlotte wrote: "AWESOME!
@emmeline will appreciate my story.
(I'm doing a R&C prequel about Luna)"

Oooooo....

ℓαcє∂ // υиłα¢eđ wrote: "Sora's Entry: "Sleeping Beauty?"

“No, Mother, don’t make me go, please.” She clung to her mother’s arms but the woman would not embrace her.

“You have to; I can’t get you out of the kingdom.” The..."

Sora, you definitely chose the right one. You gave me the goosebumps with it.

I also like how it's Sleeping Beauty Question Mark. But, hey, no favorites. ;);):):):)

@Aubree - Don't get me started on that question mark! Oh that was a brilliant way to title it. Normally I would think of titling it 'Sleeping Dead', but Sora gives it a 'then to now' look and adds a more curiosity appeal. It's a very smart title.

Erm, when does the contest end? Cuz I think I might participate.....

Next Friday.

Okay!

Oh NO!!!!!! I gotsta hurry up!

Ha ha!! :):):)

;)

Well, I have finally finished it! Here it is! :D :D


Snow White's Daughter
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"Raven! Raven! Get back here!"

As she ran, Raven silently cursed herself for being so stupid. If only she had remembered that variable. That big, really important variable. But, she forgot it, and there was no going back.

Heavy boots sounded from behind her, and she ran faster, her jet-black hair slowly slipping out of the tight bun peeking out from under the servant's hat. "Hey! Hey you! Get back here!"

She only narrowed her eyes, brushed hair from her face, and kept running. But she couldn't run forever. Already her breathing was coming in gasps, and her feet were hurting terribly in the way too small boots.

Cursing again, she glanced behind her, and backtracked to hide behind a pillar. Her chest heaving, she slid down into a sitting position, back to the cold pillar.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" growled the girl, head in her hands. If only she hadn't found that cottage. If only she hadn't listened to the old woman. If only she hadn't disobeyed her mother. She sat there, thinking, her head in her hands, for a few minutes, when the suddenly louder sound of boots rang through the hall.

The girl seemed to make up her mind. "But no going back." she whispered, raising her head, her blue eyes unnaturally bright in the slight gloom.

"Raven! Raven! Princess, stop! Princess!" A voice drifted up the hall, bouncing and echoing on the slick tiles. The girl grinned evilly, leapt up, quiet as a cat, and ran softly farther down the hall. Her boots were unnaturally silent on the wet floor, and with her black hair flying behind her she gave the impression of a large crow lost in the castle. Almost what she was.

As she rounded a corner, she almost tripped on the leg of much too large pants she was wearing. Raven had found them in a dirty pile of servants' clothes, along with a boy's shirt, hat, and boots, all in the castle's colors- red, black, and white. Seeing the outfit as a perfect escape option, Raven had tucked up her hair, pulled on the hat, and stuffed her dress under her bed, leaving the room with a boy servant's tucked in shirt and tan pants, looking exactly like any other servant.

As she ran, she grinned at the genius of her plan. She had walked slowly and purposefully out of her room, past the guards, past so many of her mother's servants, maids, and house dwarves, keeping a straight face and doing quite well in fooling everyone that she was just a boy servant heading for the kitchens. They often did that to steal food when none of the cooks were looking. Later the cooks usually would find out that something was missing, but always blamed it on rats, or mice, never on the servants.

Then, with the old woman's promise buried so far into her mind, she had begun her escape. Escape from the castle to a better life. Or so the old hag had said. Raven had gotten to the inner wall, nearly to the outer wall, when the guards had noticed the rather tall boy servant was not headed anywhere near the kitchens. She was doing quite well in her plan, until the guards saw her face and declared the alarm.

Soldiers came from everywhere at the sound of the "R261! R261! Alert! Alert!" and so the chase began, and smooth escape ended. No longer caring if the guards heard her, Raven had run full-on, not stopping to look behind her at the heavy footsteps and sound of running boots.

By now the disguise was useless, so Raven tore the hat off and flung it back at her pursuers. She chuckled at the muffled scream and thud, knowing that she had hit her target. She was going to make it. Almost there. It was lucky she had trained so long in secret how to navigate the maze of defenses surrounding the castle. Now she knew every secret, every nook, every cranny, of the maze - its purpose being to keep outsiders from getting in, not for, the more recent purpose, to keep insiders out, was very helpful towards her brilliant escape plan.

Brilliant, yes, but so far very effective? Not really. Raven had gotten out of her prison of a room, and made it to the inner walls, but there were still walls, doors, tunnels, and an entire maze to navigate through, and the sound of running boots was still shaking the halls.

No. She couldn't let her mother find her. Not now, not ever. She wasn't going back. Never going back to that prison.

She risked a glance behind her, and, on turning a corner, found the hall was empty and her pursuers were falling behind.

"Princess! Stop! I command you!"

She sneered. No one commanded her. Not even the old woman.

Suddenly, the temperature dropped severely, as though winter was descending upon the palace in a matter of moments.

"No. No! I'm not ready! Not yet! No-"

But her terrified protests were cut short when suddenly a shriveled creature was suddenly standing, hunched before the girl, appeared as if from nowhere.

"Girl."

The princess glanced quickly up at the husky voice, and straightened as best she could, arms at her sides trying her best to keep the fear from her eyes.

It was no creature Raven was standing before, but a creature would be a better explanation for the hag standing there than a woman. Gray, cracked hair fell across her face, partially covering squinted green eyes, as if they could hardly see in the bright lights of the castle. Dirty rags clothed her, all of them stained in gray dye and falling apart - patched together in the most disgusting way. When she smiled evilly, only two teeth were visible, on the bottom jaw and horribly yellow and rotting.

It seemed unbelievable how a princess so beautiful and young could stand, head bowed, before such an ugly creature who seemed to have much power over the girl.

"Girl."

The hag repeated, sounding impatient.

"Y-yes, my mistress?" Raven stuttered, immediately cursing herself for allowing fear to creep into her voice. That couldn't happen again.

"Where are we? This doesn't look like the Wayless Wood to me!" The witch looked around, her green eyes flashing as she surveyed the beautifully tiled floors and sparkling walls.

"We are in the castle, mistress." Raven answered, bowing her head even lower.

"In the castle?" The hag screeched. "Why? Haven't you escaped yet? Or do you mean to tell me you are still that weak little babe when I first saw you, wrapped up in fluffy blankets, days after your birth?"

The princess cringed. "N-no, my mistress, I was just leaving...I got a late start, the guards were standing and talking outside my door later than usual."

Suddenly those green eyes glinted with hunger. "Did you hear anything?" she asked excitedly.

"No, I'm sorry, mistress, all the doors in the castle are sound-proof, left over from before my mother was born."

The witch hissed angrily. "Don't speak about your mother to me! And if you can't get any information at all, I wonder why I chose you as my apprentice, of all maids and young girls roaming this castle."

Raven then straightened up, and, looking eye-to-eye at the old woman, said, "Don't forget, I am still the princess, and one call will alert the guar-"

"Why you-" She made to hit the girl, arm raised, when a noise alarmingly close came from their left.

"I'll deal with your impertinence later!" growled the woman, and pulled the girl's arm sharply, a thin blade of pain running up her arm.

Trying hard not to cry out, she began the procedure.

Calming her rapidly beating heart, the fifteen year old girl slowly breathed in, and out. In, out. In, out. In- Suddenly, she opened her pale blue eyes and glanced over at the hag now beside her, staring coldly ahead. Mustering up a grin, she took a slight step back, and bowed her head.

A few moments passed, and then with a sudden gasp, three men burst into the room, all in uniforms of black, red, and white, but it was too late.

The old hag and young princess had disappeared before their very eyes, the last glimpse of her they saw was the princess's pale blue eyes, staring coldly at them. But then they were gone.



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It's kinda long...

Oh I don't know what your talking about. Yours is amazing!!

:D Really? Thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here's mine. It's edited a bit more, some things were added/removed (if you want to see the original go to my folder) but, I hope you enjoy it!:

Snow Queen-

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Before the goblin and the glass. Before the two friends. Before an eternal winter....

There was a princess. Her name long forgotten, but from her youth her nickname was thus; the Summer Queen. The name was apt, for she wasn't named that because her parents ruled over a land that was never touched by snow or frost - yet rather because it spoke of her character. She was fun, adventurous, and curious by nature.

But when she became older, that curiosity got away from her. For a while her curiosity bounded within the castle walls searching for secret passageways and rooms. Her father allowed this, and only had one rule for her to follow. She was not to enter the chamber underneath the castle. After an unexpected journey for the fortnight the princess and younger brother were left under the care of their nursemaids.

At one point in the evening the lad became fussy, and the princess went to fetch milk in the kitchens. When her task was done, she made way to the nursery only to stop. 'I am making great time,' she thought in her head, 'and no one is around.'

She went down a few corridors until she found the right door leading under the castle. It was chilly and the rail slippery, so her guess was that it was nothing but a place where the servants stored ice. The stairs went on for quite sometime, each step colder then the next, but when it opened it revealed a vast chamber. The floor was layered in sheets of ice, the walls were frosted over, and in the center of it a globe-like object on a stand. Having never seen winter before, the girl was awed at it's beauty, and more curious so about the globe on the frosted pedestal.

With great care the princess made her way to the pedestal, and clung on to it. She admired the mysterious object for a few minutes before blowing off some snowflakes that coated it's surface. When she did it revealed solid blue ice, and it seemed to be calling her. And she couldn't resist it, with her right hand, she touched the blue mass before her. It was cold. Too cold. It began to burn. She went to withdraw it, but couldn't. Her hand was stuck. She struggled to get away, but felt pains shooting across her limbs. Her brown hair turned white and silvery. Her healthy complexion turned white. Ugly, blue veins jutting out.

Then she felt very cold around her torso. And it seemed to move towards one direction. Her heart. For one moment she led out a horrible, ear-splitting cry before her hand let go. She fell to the ground. And the once solid sphere on the pedestal, for the first time, began to melt.

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It was not the nursemaids who found their princess, but the king himself. She stayed in bed for three days and when she woke she was changed. Not only on body, but in temperament. She was before vivacious and active. Now, solemn and distant. Quiet and withdrawn. But the entire royal family was fixed on reviving their 'Summer Queen'. They called on her playmates, yet she stared at them as if they were strangers. They held parties and social gatherings but she wasn't interested. Her lessons resumed, but ended quickly. For she wouldn't answer any questions. They called on court entertainers, they couldn't get her to laugh and smile. The family called on physicians, but they couldn't cure how cold she was, and they couldn't get color to her corpse complexion.

There was absolutely nothing they didn't try to get one sliver of her back. Yet the truth remained, she wouldn't or perhaps, couldn't change. When she became of age to marry the royals had contemplated a betrothal, but they had become to fear that quiet child in her room. So they left it unsaid, and decided to move her room to the east wing in the tower where she received mock lovers from bellow. They came all around to sing pretty songs, and laugh. She didn't mind them, or so she thought.

There was a man who came by to her one day, as most of them did. But with one remark she gave a start. And so great was her rage that she bent down from her window, her finger pointed towards the man. And most amazingly he froze, encased in solid ice. Yet she had felt nothing, not even remorse. For it was if she had ice for a heart. When the king learned of her deeds he called her down, and sent for a carriage to take her away.

Yet the princess firmly objected, and claimed she would not leave, and if she did she would curse this land with ice and snow. That her father's role as king would discontinue, and those who have wronged her, justice would be made. The king only shook his head, and commanded her out. Just as they touched her cold arms something strange took place.

The weather dropped to freezing. The king rushed to the window and saw white snowflakes falling. Afraid, he turned his head slowly to the maiden who had commanded this treachery. But he was too stunned as she placed herself on his throne.

"Why, I think," she said softly, "My reign has begun."

And it wouldn't end until her Eternity was complete. Her rule was icy and harsh. Filled with days of snow and frost all thanks to the ruler who sat on the throne. Through the years she had many names, yet this one always stayed. They called her; Snow Queen.

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@Ruby

Your welcome. :) I loved how it was executed though. When you imagine Snow-White's successor you think of someone very similar to her. You portrayed a twisted princess where we expected something, but got another. It was great!

The Writer Named Emmeline wrote: "@Ruby

Your welcome. :) I loved how it was executed though. When you imagine Snow-White's successor you think of someone very similar to her. You portrayed a twisted princess where we expected some..."

:D :D :D thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!


Did ya get the old woman? Who she was?

OOOOOOh I like the new version to the Snow Queen! It is so awesome!!!

Was she the Vain Queen?

Erm, who's the V- ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

XD wow, I don't even know my own story, do I?

Ya, she was the old woman in the end...

@Ruby

I'll admit, it was a bit confusing at first. I didn't know why Raven was running or to where, or originally who was the old woman. But, you solved the (why) problem in the end, and it isn't hard to connect the dots with the peddler woman and Raven. And I believe you meant 'where' to be a bit of a cliffhanger. But, it is still good. And I'm glad you like my new version better. :)