Wizard of Oz

Mystical Avalon

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Dorothy Gale was the sweetest most naive girl ever to set foot on the Kansas ground. She lived with her Aunt Em and Uncle Henry. Each day she would walk the farm talking to this animal and that and to the three farm hands about the place.

She dreamed of places far far away, like the books she read. She dreamed of love and passion. Many nights, she lay awake on her make shift bed furiously masturbating to the thoughts of those three farm hands over her pristeen young body. How she longed to be away from the simple country bumpkin life she led.

When the storm hit and threw the house into a twitch, she understood then that getting what you wish for was more than a bargain. It was a contract. When the house landed, she was afraid to go out and see what happened. Yet, the curiosity that lived underneath those blue eyes and bright auburn hair could not be satisfied.

She took her dog, and made her way through the ramshakle house to the front door. When she reached for it, it fell torn from the hinges. She screamed as it hit the floor, then thought how stupid she was. What she encounted was like nothing she could have dreamed of. What she saw made the dreams of far far away places seem like a dime store novel. What she did only existed in her wildest dreams.



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Come and walk the yellow brick road with Dorothy and her companions as she explores the land of Oz and those who live there.

Characters that are taken:

Dorothy Gale: Mystical Avalon
Wicked Witch: Lady Aria
The Wizard: Rock Your World

Please PM me before posting characters or posts in this thread.
 
Thanks for the "in" Mystic!

"Holy cow! Did you see that? What the heck was that, and where the heck are we now?" The girl, about Dorothy's age, startled Dorothy slightly. They'd seen each other around the school. Senior year was almost over - this was supposed to be Spring Break, and here came that promised and legendary storm.

"I'm um, Lynetta. I think we have gym together, and maybe science. You okay?"

Lynetta was shaken, but she was fine. Not a cut nor bruise on her tiny little cheerleader body. Lynetta had curly auburn hair, always up in a ponytail, and the guys teased her about her full breasts bouncing as she did her jumps and dances. But, her luscious tan and well-defined limbs made up for all that. She worked hard to have a gorgeous, healthy body, and loved that their school wasn't one whose dresscode prevented midriffs in their cheer uniforms. That was so dumb-looking.
She waited as Dorothy recovered from the shock - and color - of the place.

(OOC: First, didn't plan it this way but I seemed to have modernized the old story. Hope that's okay.... Go around it if it's not, I don't mind. Second, all joining should know that I'll be away this weekend until Monday night. After our hello, I can wander back into my home - pass out or be looking for something, whatever - til I get back. This should be fun!! Be back soon!)
 
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Fukinsploogin- TOTO
Rock Your World-The Wizard
Lady Aria-The Wicked Witch
poohlive-The tin man
Amen Ra- the cowardly Lion
cockslave-Glenda the "GOOD" witch.
wehstar-Scarecrow

Thank you guys for participating. So with the exception of the scarecrow, I think we can go on with the story. We will have to adjust the original story line until we get a scarecrow, but here, nothing is as it seems. Have a good time and watch out, in Oz, you never know what might happen on the next turn down that yellow brick road!
 
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Dorothy stood listening but not to the chatter of the girl beside her. Yes, she shook her head nodding acknowlegement. She was, however, distracted by the moans coming from the house. She was unsure of what had happened, yet, she knew she was somewhere. She stepped out of the house and onto the ground testing it first to see if it was really ground.

Picking up her dog, she spoke.

"Oh, Toto, I dont think we are in Kansas anymore. Lynette, are you sure your okey? Do you hear that noise, it sounds like moaning. Like someone is hurting" she asked.

Not waiting for a reply, she quickly makes her way around her old house and spies a pair of fishnet hose jutting out from under the edge of the house. On those legs were a pair of the prettiest red ruby slippers she had ever seen.
 
Toto

OOC: Yes, that's right, i'm gonna play Toto. Yes, it was my idea.

IC: Toto leapt out of Dorothy's arms and led the way around the house, sniffing everything he could before Dorothy got there, to make sure everything was safe. Couldn't have anything bad happen to Dorothy, now could he? He stood ran through the front door, the screen door now on the ground some fifty feet away. He ran around, sniffing, when he heard Dorothy's gasp. He saw the feet and the red ruby slippers, and ran over to them and started barking his shrill, yappy bark.
 
"Yeah, I'm okay," Lynette replied, following Dorothy around the house and catching the site of the legs.... There was a person under that house! Lynette gasped.

"What do we do?" She was almost panicking - the girls didn't know where they were, didn't know if the person under the house was okay, didn't know anything about this place. It seemed different, magical almost, as if anything could happen.
 
The Lion

For fuck's sake!

A house fell? From the sky! Wonderful! As if things couldn't get any worse.

News traveled fast in the forest. The Cowardly Lion had heard it from Bird, who had gotten his info from Lizard, who had talked to Crow, who had been told by Rat....shit...at this point, who knew who had told whom? It didn't matter, because a house had fallen, and that was that.

Or was it?

"Not gonna go see," the Lion said to himself. He took his tail in his paw, checked to make sure it was still there, and ran across the Yellow Brick Road to his favorite sitting spot under a tree. "Nope," he said, shaking his maned head, "think I'll stay right here under the tree. Safe."
 
Glinda

I stepped out from behind the tree and stroked Lions mane. He jumped with fright .......he was such a coward.

"Hello Lion, what are you hiding from today? Surely not a falling house? I have a very good feeling about this. We have some strangers here in Oz now, I can sense them.

Shall we go and welcome them to our fair land or be the people looking in through the window at the party of the century? Come on Lion I'll walk with you, will make a change from just appearing out of nowhere. You have no idea how that feels."

I take his hand and pull him to his feet.
 
The worst part came the itching. Every now and then a simple itch would start at his nose, or his ass, or his crotch, or even an elbow. Maybe a spider crawled over it, or maybe it just felt like itching at that moment, and all he would do was sigh softly and hope it went away.


The best he could do is will it away. There was little else. An itch starts up whenever it wants to, and then ends the same way. It could last a few seconds or a few days, depending on the nature of the thing.

The view was quite lovely though. The Tinman had to admit that. If he were going to be stuck in the same spot, looking at the same piece of land day in and day out for months at a time, he would most certainly want it to be this spot.

Why, he had a perfect treeline, with just enough sky to see the wonderful blue it held, and the occasional summer cloud that meandered by without a care in the world. See, now the Tinman had not a care in the world either.

Although, he would have liked to meander by, instead of just one sitting in one spot.

The only thing he didn't like was the house. It was just at the corner of his vision. He could only see a part of it. Just a piece of the house, a small corner. Not enough of it to recognize the house, or who owned it, or lived in it. He doubted anyone lived in that house. It looked abandoned.

Considering the fact he's been out here for soo long and hadn't seen any movement, the Tinman imagined it must be abandoned.

But, he didn't know. It was just in the corner of his line of sight. He couldn't see it. How did he know? What if on the other side, the spot where he couldn't see... there was a huge mansion, with swimming pools filled with nothing but oil, and little tinwomen running around with nothing more than skimpy little tin bikinis.

Ahhh... but that made him think of another itch he could not scratch.

So, like always the Tinman simply stood there, in mid swing, waiting and waiting.


And waiting...

And waiting...
 
"WHAT THE FUCK!!" she screamed as the lion and the lady in the skimpy pink outfit appeared in front of her.

"Where the hell did you come from? That thing wont, um bite will he? Please, my dog" Dorothy screamed. She was standing there minding her own business when this sparsly clad lady and a freaking huge ass lion appeared out of nowhere. She really knew then that she was definately not in Kansas.

"If you please, I am Dorothy Gale and this is my dog Toto, this is my friend Lynette. We are from Kansas and it appears my home has landed on someone. We need to call for help" she said pointing to the dog, the girl and the legs under the eaves of the house.
 
glinda

"You are alright Dorothy ..... Lion won't hurt your. He's a big cuddly coward, very harmless and useless in a fight.....so much so he couldn't punch his way out of a wet paper bag.

So shall we go and see who is under your house? I hope it wasn't anyone I liked. I like most people you see. Especially hot people"

We go and have a look at the legs...those ruby slippers. It has to be one of the evil sisters. They always looked alike to me now was it the wicked witch of the east or west that won the shoes in the court repossession order? Either way there was going to be one very pissed witch coming soon. Poor Toto running about yapping all the time I wonder if I could do something to help him?

"Dorothy does Toto always make as much noise. Would you mind if I changed him? He's really getting on my nerves"
 
Toto

The small dog, satisfied that the ruby shoes and lifeless feet were harmless, turned and looked at the new visitors when Dorothy gasped. Right away, the dog ran circles round the woman in pink and the giant lion, barking and yapping away.

"Would you mind if I changed him?"

Toto's ears perked. He stopped, looked up curiously at the woman in pink. He let out a single little yap.
 
The Wicked Witch of the West

A booming voice echoed from above.

"Whose house dared crush my sister!?! Oh my poor wicked sister!"

Spiraling from above, a object zoomed to the ground. She flew to the house circling it looking for evidence of her beloved sister, the wicked witch of the east. The dog barked incessantly at her sister's body. Seeing the ruby slippers sticking out from under the foundation, she jumped from her broom and tottered over to the crowd. All of them stared at her. Her long dress swished about the black leather boots as her green skin darkened with fury. She crooked a long finger at the two usual creatures knowing their presence was somehow responsible for her loss.

"You…YOU TWO…I'll turn you into Toads!"

The sky overhead darkened as her flying monkeys howled with her angry. Her black eyes filled with an unnatural fire. Her hair caught the wind and danced about her head like snakes.
 
Lynette piped up. She didn't know where the hell they were, but she could tell this character was out of place in the pretty picture before them. Dorothy looked scared, Toto anxiously looking at the pretty pink-clad chick who'd appeared out of nowhere. She'd offered to change him, and Lynette wondered what that meant. But right now, there was a flaming chick standing there asking about her sister, apparently where the house had fallen. Lynette wasnt' about to take her shit, even if the pink chick had called her the "evil witch" or whatever. Bah.

"Now you listen to me and you listen to me good!" Lynette walked angrily towards the freaky lady. She was a bit taken aback by her appearance and her mannerisms, but Lynette wasn't one to take crap from anyone before, and she wasn't about to start now.
"We didn't drop the house, the house dropped us. If it landed on your sister then that sounds like your own problem, chick-a-dee! We were going to call for help, but we're fricken lost and have no idea where we are. You go crawl back into whatever hole you just crawled out of, shut the hell up, and leave us alone! You hear me???"
Lynette was right in the witch's face now, and searching her eyes for any reaction from Lynette's seemingly fearless actions. When she heard the thunder, though, she about jumped out of her skin and ran back to Dorothy's side....
 
The Wicked Witch of the West

"Now you listen to me and you listen to me good! We didn't drop the house, the house dropped us. If it landed on your sister then that sounds like your own problem, chick-a-dee! We were going to call for help, but we're fricken lost and have no idea where we are. You go crawl back into whatever hole you just crawled out of, shut the hell up, and leave us alone! You hear me???"

The weather echoed the blinding hatred radiating throughout her body. How dear this weird little hairless monkey get self-righteous after killing her sister! The raw shock of it delayed her reaction enough for her to scurry back and join the crowd. The wicked witch turned her head from side to side before letting out a long painful howl.

Then, she fixed on the group and flung both of her hands forward as if throwing something, but nothing happened. Surprised herself, she looked around realizing they were on protected ground. Howling again in frustration, she pointed at the two girls.

"I'll get you my pretties...and your little dog too!"

Storming back to her broom, she snatched at the dog who snapped in reply. She pulled back her hand in pain. His tiny tooth had ripped her flesh.

"I'm really going to get you. You little mutt!" she hissed.

Then, she was gone is a dust of black clouds. The monkeys all turned a hard left flying west. The weather faded back to beautiful with the absence of the witch.
 
Toto

Toto barked and yapped and howled after the wicked witch, the taste of blood fresh in his mouth. Finally, he couldn't see her anymore. He turned and looked back at the group. He trotted over to Dorothy and hopped up into her waiting arms.
 
Lynette was a little shaken after the run-in with the witch. She wasn't sure why she'd gotten up in her face so much.... She didn't take crap, no, but she wasn't really one to pick a fight either. Maybe it was just the shock of the day, getting to her little cheerleader brain.

She watched Toto yapping and climbing back into Dorothy's arms, and patted his little head, scratching him behind the ears. That little dog sure yapped a lot - she wondered what he'd say if he could actually talk....
Lynette looked at Dorothy to see her reaction to it all, then back at the pink chick. The lion was nowhere to be seen, but the pink chick had said he was a coward.... Lynette wondered what would happen next.
 
The Cowardly Lion

All was well, that is until Glinda came prancing about and dragged the Cowardly Lion off to see....to see....oh hell, whomever they had gone off to see.

And it ended up, as he feared, with more people. The chick in the funky apron he could handle, until a small canine began to circle and bark at him. Every time the small dog barked, the Lion jumped back, grabbing his tail, and holding onto Glinda with his paw.

And then, to top everything off, the Wicked Witch showed up! Broom and all! And those fucking flying monkeys!

The Lion, of course, could handle absolutely none of that. Fearful that his tail might get trampled on by monkey feet, or worse yet, the Wicked Witch may make good on her promise to turn him into a toad, he scampered off, hiding silently and quietly behind a bush. A bush that shook ever so slightly, as the trembling Lion was gripping the poor bush's branches with all he had.

Oh that fucking Wicked Witch! He felt something catch in his throat. It almost felt like a....no, couldn't be....a roar? Naw, no roars today. He didn't roar. He was just too damn afraid to roar. Might hurt his tail if he roared.

"One day," he said to himself, "I'll get me some courage, and then that green skinned bitch will see! I'll have me a pride, and I'll stand on the highest peak in Oz and let out a roar so loud they will hear it in...ummm....well they'll just hear it!"
 
glinda

"Well I guess that was an experience for you. Lynette your either very brave or just a bit dumb. That 'lady' is one mean bitch to get on the wrong side of. She has your card marked now sugar. She will be after you to make you her girl toy now.

I just hope you don't mind it rough........I had the experience once long ago. Makes me quiver at the thought. The whips and chains and all things nasty . But enough about that.

What are we to do about you all. Dorothy , Lynette and poor little Toto so far away from home. I know lets go see the Wizard.....after all he has all the answers. And he throws some wicked parties if you know what I mean.

Hey Lion , come on out you big woose. Time to follow the yellow brick road to the Emerald City. I will leave you all to it. I have a gorgeous warlock iI promised a blow job too last week in return for a potion. I'll catch up soon, I promise. Please take care of Lion for me. Oh by the way he just loves having his belly rubbed and his tail stroked."
 
Scarecrow

The scarecrow stood strapped to his cross in his field just off the Yellow Brick Road. He couldn't move and the birds were disrespectfully doing whatever they liked all over his field. They flew around and ate all the seeds, they flew up to him and plucked his straw from his belly to make their nests with. Hell only the other day a pair of them perched on his shoulder and started to mate. He hated the little bastard birds, it was a territorial instinct, though he didn't know it. A couple of times he caught hold of some of them with his teeth and bit the little fuckers in half, but they had gotten wise to not going anywhere near his mouth. He was bound so tightly to his cross he couldn't move his limbs, if only he could work out how to loosen those knots this field would turn into a blood bath and there would be feathers all over the place.

Back in the day when he was first put there he could reason with the birds.

"You don't want have to already eaten those seeds. The gun's farmer will shoot you."

At first they listened to him. But then they started arguing back and tying his arguments up in circles with their riddles.

The only thing keeping him sane was any little bits of news about the world that travellers would share with him as they travelled down the yellow brick road.
 
Lynette pondered what Glinda had said - her girl toy? Did she mean, sexually? Ewww!! Lynette was a tease and all, and had done her share of playing, but first of all that was only with the football guys - not girls, well except the little playing and exploring the cheerleaders did in the van on the way home. But still - chains and whips? Lynette was sure she wasn't into all of that, and decided then and there to stay away from that freaky chick.

Glinda popped off to go give a blow job, she'd said! Holy canole, what kinda place was this? And poor Toto, yapping and whining after Glinda. She'd promised to change him....
And now they had a lion, well, supposedly. Lynette couldn't see that scaredy-Lion, only a shaking bush.... "Well, um Dorothy, guess we'd better follow this yellow-bricked road and go to - what'd she say? - the Emerald City to find this Wizard guy. See if he can get us home. With that witch around it should be an interesting trek...." She spoke a little louder, hoping to draw the Lion out from his bush. "Maybe that big, strong Lion will help keep us safe as we travel." She winked at Dorothy, and linked her elbow with hers as she inconspicuously pointed toward the shaking bush, and giggled.
 
The Cowardly Lion

Yep, they were talking about him. Even said the word lion, which described him. Long tail, mane, long teeth. Yep, he was a lion for sure.

She said something about keeping them safe. On a trek. Like a walk, he supposed. To the Emerald City? Now...why hadn't he thought of that before?!? The Wizard could give him some courage!

He peeked out from behind the bush and saw the two girls looking his way. Did they see him? He snapped back behind the bush for a moment to think. Well, if he went with them, there would be three of them. And that little dog, too. So four would be good company, and surely if anything came after them, they would protect him. But what if they saw a lion? Or a tiger? Or a bear? Oh my!

Wait just a damn minute! He's the only lion he had ever seen in Oz!

Ok, then. The Lion eased out from around the bush, stood to his full height, and shook his mane. He padded over to them.

"I would be honored to protect you ladies from whatever we may face on our journey to Oz," he stated adamantly. Damn, that sounded brave, at least.
 
Dorothy walked to where he was, Toto in one hand, basket in the other, Lynette linked to her elbow.

"Oh, your so kind and brave. Thank you. I would feel so small and so afraid without you to help us. So would you wouldnt you Lynette?" she said asking her friend.

She had never seen such a large animal before. Always on the farm, she had thought that the horses and bulls were the largest, but it registered in her mind, this was the LARGESt damned animal in every way.

She felt just a tingle as she reach out to pet his fur. So soft. She could almost feel it against her naked skin.

But, no way!!! This was just a dream she told herself. But there it was, in her hand. Shit, now she would never keep her mind on the task at hand

"Shall we be off? to see the Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of OZ?" and she laughed. How fucking stupid did that really sound?
 
Lynette wasn't really the "so small and so scared" type. Nope, she was a loud, bossy cheerleader. But hey, the lion looked scared, and maybe if he weren't so scared he'd break out the mass there hidden only partially under that fur....

"Oh, yes. Small and scared. Need a big guy like you to help us!" Lynette watched as Dorothy stroked his fur - she seemed to notice the mass as well. Maybe they could get that lion to not be so scared soon.... Then she saw it.

"Dorothy? What the hell is that?" She pointed to the statue-looking thing of a - guy? - swinging an axe.
 
Toto

Toto hops out of Dorothy's arms and runs over to the strange metal statue holding an axe. He sniffs its feet, then turns and looks at Dorothy. Toto then raises one of his legs and starts to pee on the foot of the statue. When he finishes his business, he trots back to Dorothy.

Toto, impossibly so, seems to have grown! At least a couple inches! His head now came up to Dorothy's knee!
 
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