Twisted Tales of the Realm of Grimm
Main Character List
Sabin Duvert: Dark mysterious bishie (short for bishounen,
meaning beautiful person, often used to describe a beautiful man who looks
almost like a woman) with white hair and a hood dyed red with blood. Dark and witty, often makes a fool of Ambrose. Suffers from a growth spurt due to fusing with a species of shadow
beast known as the Hunter.
Ambrose: Well-meaning werewolf with a case of lost
identity, unsure of whether he is a man or wolf. Has a dislike for Sabin, who continuously mocks him, and refers to him as
girly man. Is actually quite sweet and naïve, despite the fierce facade he puts
up. Quite superstitious, and is easily frightened by
ghosts.
Samantha: The beautiful older stepsister of Cinderella,
who, under the magical influence of her mother, is forced to torment
Cinderella. After being freed from the curse, joins the group to ensure that
none may suffer what she did.
Angelina: Better known in her world as Pan, the
stowaway in the ship of Captain Hook. Disguised as a young
man in order to regain the Scroll of Neverland hidden
in Hook’s ship. Feisty and beautiful, mistaken for yet another bishie until the truth of her gender is revealed. Is also an adept shape shifter.
Fairy Tales Character List
Grimm and Grimm: Two brothers who are responsible
for all the events at hand. Skilled black magicians who wish to revive the
Goddess of Destruction, Mother Goose.
Mother Goose: Destruction incarnate. The Goddess of Destruction. Sealed a long time ago by a
mysterious warrior, but is working to free herself to wreck havoc once more
Three Pigs: Murderous brotherhood of three pigs who
build their homes with the remains of their victims. Killed
by Ambrose and Sabin.
Cinderella: Beautiful and king girl tormented by
her evil stepmother. Stepsister to Samantha.
Stepmother: Cruel witch skilled in the ways of will
magic. Defeated by Sabin and locked away for
eternity.
Pinocchio: Wooden doll who strives to be human. Believes that eating the flesh of a young boy will allow him to do
so. Has a nose that grows longer for each lie he tells.
Jack: Naïve young boy who is tricked into eating a
magical seed. Turned into a giant and rampages around town
before eventually being killed.
Goldie Dreadlocks: A devious woman who captures and
enslaves families of bears for her own selfish needs. Is
later thrown into a cave full of her former slaves so that they may have their
revenge on her.
Shoe Merchant William: An evil
merchant who uses elves to create his wares.
In the end is skinned and has his skin made into a shoes for the people that he
abused.
Elf No. 21: Leader of the secret resistance against
William. Lost the love of his life when William threw her in
the trash can. Seeks to free his people for tyranny.
Ali Baba: Rich man who gained his money through
questionable means. Generous and trusting, often willing to
give others a chance. Lives with the guilt of having
taken the lives of the forty thieves.
Baba Ali: Illegitimate twin brother of Ali Baba and
a renowned necromancer. Resurrected the band of forty thieves
in order to kill Ali Baba and to take over his life.
Act 1 – She Who Wears the Hood of Blood
aaThe town
of
aaUnder
the crimson hood was an attractive face with long and silky silver hair that
would have glistened in the sunlight had it not been for the shade of the hood.
But that was not what made the girl different from her fellow townspeople.
After all, everyone had their own looks and dressing style. What made this one
girl different was the fact that she was not smiling at all.
aaDespite
the beautiful scenery and signs of life all around her, the girl did not smile.
Instead, her lips were drawn in a straight line, and her eyes were dull and
cool, as if uninterested in anything and everything. Truth be told, she really
did find things around her a tad boring. Nothing could surprise her. Not even
if something – say, a wolf of some sort – jumped out to scare her. Which was exactly what happened when she was halfway through the
forest.
aa“YARGH!” Roaring, a gigantic humanoid wolf jumped out of the bushes,
waving his arms wildly and baring his teeth. His fur was a mess, covered in
dirt and grime with a variety of twigs and leaves sticking out. His teeth were
crooked, and his tongue dangled loosely as he drooled. “I’M GOING TO EAT YOU!”
aa“No, you are not. Good day.”
aa“Huh?” The wolf stared at the girl in the little red riding hood.
Something was strange. The girl should be screaming and crying, or something of
that sort. Not nonchalantly walking by him without looking back. It just wasn’t
right. Confused, he tried again. “I’ll eat you?”
aa“No, you will not. Don’t make me repeat myself,” relied the girl,
not sparing a second glance.
aaAt this
point, the wolf was pissed. No human, let alone a little girl, was going to
talk to him like that! Roaring in rage, he bared his claws and fangs and
threatened her. “I’ve had enough! I’ll kill you!”
aaSighing, the lass turned around and faced the wolf. And for the first
time, she smiled. However, it was not an I-am-happy-to-see-you smile; it was
more of a
You-have-pissed-me-off-for-the-last-time-and-I-am-going-to-absolutely-kill-you
smile. Once could only guess what it meant for the wolf. “I’ve had enough of
you, you mangy cur. Interfere with me again and I’ll-“
aaHer warning was interrupted by a loud explosion some distance away,
around the area of the
aaApparently, the girl was one of the few that knew, and the fact that the
rocks had been disturbed disturbed her as well.
Forgetting her conversation with the so-called mangy cur, she quickly ran
towards the direction in which the rocks lay, gripping the basket in her hands
tightly and leaving him confused.
aa“Damn it… she must not awaken!” muttered the child, increasing her
speed. “God knows how long it took to get her there in the first place.”
aa“Um… wait?” The wolf stood in the as the nowhere. Groaning, he too
began to run, following the girl as if his life depended on it.
aaThe girl
arrived at the Grandmother Rocks just in time to see two men standing around
them. One was short and fat, while the other was tall and thing. Both were
dressed in black robes, with a symbol of a goose with devil’s wings on the
back. The girl gasped. She knew who they were.
aa“Grimm and Grimm! You scum! You think you can get away with this?”
aaThe shorter and fatter of the two turned to face the girl. “Ah, you. Come to bother us, have you?”
aa“The name’s Sabin Duvert!
And I’m not letting you open the seal! Mother Goose is not allowed to leave the
seal!” In anger, Sabin rushed towards the two of
them, when the ground started the crumble. “No!”
aa“Yes!” screamed the skinnier of the two brothers, an insane grin
etched on his face. He continued, “The primary seal has been broken! All that
remains is to plant despair in the land! And she shall rise once more!”
aaSabin groaned, and reached into the basket. Although she had wanted
to save them, it seemed as if there was no other choice. After all, if she managed
to stop them now, she would not have to worry about later. She would have to-
aaSabin gasped in pain as the wolf accidentally barreled into her,
causing her to drop her basket and the two of them to roll, allowing time for
the two men to escape.
aa“I see you’re busy, Sabin! We shall meet
once more! You better enjoy what little life you have left! Ha
ha ha ha
ha ha ha
ha!” And as soon as they had come, they were
gone.
aaSabin
untangled herself from the wolf, a murderous glint in her eyes. Because of the
stupid wolf, she’d failed to stop the release of Mother Goose. Unless the
Brothers Grimm were stopped, despair would spread and
the Goddess of Destruction herself would be revived. Most
likely not good for business.
aa“You… freaking… stupid… son… of… a…” Shaking in rage, Sabin failed to notice that her hood had fallen off,
revealing the truth about her.
aa“OH MY GOD! YOU’RE A GUY!” screamed the wolf, his mouth wide open
in horror. Then, angrily, he growled, “You tricked me! You’ll pay for this!”
aa“SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Sabin flared,
and suddenly, his physical appearance when through a massive change. His eyes
ripped themselves into three each, all of them glowing red, and shadows
enveloped his body, turning him into a wraith-like fiend. The next second, he
was calm once more, back to normal. “Now, give me a reason for me not to kill
you, or I’ll not only slaughter you, I’ll also make your death extremely
painful and horrifying.”
aaGulping, the wolf replied, “My name is Ambrose an-“
aa“Didn’t ask for your name. Time is gold, and as far as I’m concerned,
you’re making me lose approximately ten shillings a second. HURRY UP!”
aa“Okay, okay! I don’t even know what’s going on! I only came to seek
help in defeating the Three Pigs, and this is what happens to me! All I want to
do is to save my friends!”
aa“The Three Pigs, you say?” Sabin paused,
thinking. Could they be linked to the Brothers Grimm? And if they were, did
that mean that they had been preparing beforehand? It was a good chance to get
some information, and the wolf seemed to be the only way to get to the link. Sabin sighed. The wolf would live. “All right, take me to
the blasted place. I’ll get rid of them for you, if I can get the information I
need.”
aa“Really? Awesome!”
aa“Shut up. I don’t plan on being friends with you, so don’t get
delusional.”
aa“Oh, okay… hey, what did you use to dye your hood, anyways? I don’t
think I’ve ever seen clothes with that shade of red.”
aa“Oh, this? Blood. Blood of my enemies
stain my hood into a scarlet hue. Blood, blood and only
blood. Heh.”
aa“…”
Act 2 – House of Flesh, House of Bones and House of
Souls
aa“Here, human human human...
here, human human human...
come to piggy, I’m waiting for you.”
aaHidden under a rock, the man shivered. He dared not to come out. He
knew the fate of those who were caught by the Three Pigs. He would be skinned
alive, thrown into a cauldron of chemicals that would melt him down into
nothing but bones. And his soul would be caught and kept, as material in
building a house for the Eldest Pig, while his bones and skin would do for the
two younger ones.
aaWhimpering, the man trembled in fear, failing to notice the shadow behind
him. The Middle Pig grinned. One more mortal to add to his
home. Picking up his axe, he approached the hapless fool.
aaThe
man’s screams rang through the forest unheard.
aaA few
days later, the two adventurers arrived in front of a grouping of houses in
barely decent living conditions.
aa“So… this is your town?”
aa“Yup!” Ambrose then pointed to a distance far away from the town,
beyond the forest, where smoke was rising. “That’s where the Three Pigs are.”
aa“But why… where is everyone? What happened to this town?”
aaAmbrose shook his head sadly. “Most of the villagers have been either
been killed or chased away. No one wants to live near a trio of demonic pigs,
you know? It’s not good for one’s health, I hear.”
aaSabin clenched his fists in anger. “Damn those
Brothers Grimm, destroying lives like this. I can’t let this go by. Let’s hurry
and put an end to the Three Pigs!”
aa“I hear you, dude.”
aa“And stop talking like that. It’s unsophisticated and vulgar. It
makes you look like you have no class.”
aa“I graduated from high school! What do you mean,
no class? I’ve been in class a lot!”
aa“… Ugh,
never mind… Let’s just go.”
aa“Geeze, you’re weird.”
aa“SHUT. UP.”
aaThe two bickering friends(?) soon reached
the house of the Youngest Pig who was, by the look of the name, the youngest of
the Three Pigs. That was not to say that he was any less brutal or cruel, as
his home clearly proved. The Youngest Pig’s house was made of a material that
seemed to be leather, only lighter in color and softer in texture.
aa“Oh, this is sick!” muttered Sabin,
clearly horrified, despite the fact that his face barely changed emotion.
aa“What’s the matter?”
aa“This is human skin!”
aa“What? UGH! I need to-“ Holding his hands to
his mouth, Ambrose desperately looked for a place in which he could hide the
disgust that had been building up in his body.
aa“Die, I presume?” Finishing Ambrose’s sentence for him, the Youngest
Pig stepped out of his home, wielding a gigantic skinning knife. “Well, you’re
in luck because I-“
aa“URK! BWACK! BLAG! Ugh… sorry.”
aaSabin hid a smile as he took in the sight. Ambrose
barfing on the Youngest Pig. Who, understandably, was annoyed.
Angry, even.
aa“WHAT IN HELL DID YOU JUST DO TO ME?”
aa“He just upchucked on you,” answered Sabin,
sighing. “Don’t you even know that?”
aa“HE THREW UP ON ME, THAT’S WHAT!”
aa“That’s the same thing, you idiot. Upchuck, throw up, barf, vomit,
hurl, Technicolor yawn, puke, ralph, spew…” Sabin shrugged nonchalantly. “They’re all the same.”
aaAt Sabin’s words, Ambrose’s face grew
green, and he held up one had to his mouth. With the other, he motioned to Sabin, using the universal body language term for “Stop
that.” It was either that or “Go away, you smell,” but the chance of that was
quite unlikely, as Sabin was always clean. Sabin got the drift, and stopped.
aa“I’ve had it! You’re annoying me! I’ll just kill you now and then!”
With a fierce and repulsive battle cry, the Youngest Pig ran towards Sabin, hoping to take him hostage. Biggest mistake he ever
made.
aaA few
seconds later, the Youngest Pig lay down on the floor in a bloody heap, moaning
and groaning. Sabin simply dusted his hand, and
removed his cloak. After dipping it in the Youngest Pig’s blood, he donned it
on once more, and glared at the demon swine. “You want more?”
aaFilled with fear and hunger, the Youngest Pig rushed back into his house
and slammed the door, throwing a taunt in at the same time. “YOU’LL NEVER GET
ME HERE!”
aaSabin sighed. Amateurs. Idiots.
What kind of defense could a house made of human skinn
offer? It was skin. Soft and flimsy. Easily blown away. Which Sabin
intended to do. Taking a deep breath, he looked
towards the house and blew with all his might. In a matter of seconds, the
house had been blown away, and the Youngest Pig remained cowering on the floor.
Or would have, had Ambrose not been hungry himself.
aaAnd one
little piggy left the nest.
aaThey
soon reached the second house, this one made of bones, where the Middle Pig
greeted them. He seemed to have been forewarned of his younger brother’s
demise, and was better prepared. Still, in the end, he was beaten to pulp and
found a sanctuary in his home, for not even Sabin
could blow down a house of bones.
aaHe
quickly found a solution, however – he simply had Ambrose do it. Being the
bigger of the two, Ambrose could take in deeper breaths, and soon the Middle Pig
joined his brother in the belly of the beast.
aaThe
house of the Eldest Pig was made of souls, screaming for mercy and the comfort
of death. This house, however, would not fall, no matter how hard Ambrose blew.
Sabin guessed that it probably had to do with the
fact that souls could not be blown away, but chose to let Ambrose suffer, as
was his nature. Ignoring everything else, he simply stepped through the souls
and entered the home of the Eldest Pig, who was waiting for him with a warm
welcome. Burning hot, to be exact.
aaSabin
looked down to see that his feet were stuck to the ground, possibly the effect
of a Ground Stick spell or simple glue. Either way, he could not move, and the
burning fire of the stove in front of him did little to help him.
aa“A trap...” muttered the protagonist bishie,
as he analyzed the situation he was in. Ambrose, the idiot, was probably still
outside. He was stuck, and in danger of being burned to death. And the Eldest
Pig was right in front of him. Only one thing left to do.
aaTapping
into the power of the Hunter, a shadow beast that dwelled within him, Sabin applied a thick layer of persuasion in his voice and
beckoned to it. “You will let me free. You will tell me everything I want to
know. You will, for I will it!”
aaSabin knew that the enchantment would work. The Three Pigs, despite
their massive strength and resistance to magic, were stupid. Enchantments were
different from normal magic. A demon with a mind as weak as the Eldest Pig
could not hope to defeat Sabin’s mesmerizing spells.
It was a theory so simple, yet few knew it. For that in itself was the problem.
It was too simple.
aaSabin, after being freed, interrogated the Eldest Pig, but finding no
information that could help find the Brothers Grimm, shoved him in the stove
and went out, stepping over Ambrose, who was lying on the floor gasping for
breath.
aa“Come on, mutt. Let’s get going. Can’t stay here forever.”
aa“B... bu... but
wha... what a... abo...
about the... p... pig?”
aa“I killed him.”
aa“WHAT? WHEN? HOW?”
aa“Ask one more question and I fry you. So shut up. Dead is dead.”
aa“...”
aaIt was only many hours later, on the way to the next town, that Sabin realized that he’d forgotten to dip his hood in the
blood of the Eldest Pig.
Act 3 – Delusions of the Not-So-Ugly Stepsister
aa“Please, mother, I don’t want to do this! Cinderella is my sister! I
can’t hurt her!”
aaA
hauntingly beautiful woman was sprawled on the floor, weeping her heart out
onto the fine marble base. Her hair was unkempt and clothes were tattered, and
on her skin were signs of abuse. In front of her was a middle-aged woman, her
stern features carved onto her face, as unmoving as a statue.
aa“You will torment her! I am you mother, and I WILL it!”
aa“No, please, not that! Please, mother!”
aaPaying no heed to her daughter’s pleas, the mother repeated the phrase
over and over again. The daughter, unable to bear the pain, grabbed and clawed
at her hair and face in desperation, crying and screaming.
aaAnd all
was silent in the mansion.
aa"So this is the
aa"So... what's so special about this place?"
aa"There's said to be a master magician here, one who is skilled in will
magic. Surely such a magician can help find the Brothers Grimm."
aa"Cool."
aa"I told you, don't talk like that. It makes you seem dumber than
you already are. Speak properly. Prah. Per. Lee. Understood?"
aa"That's it! I've had enough!" With a yell, Ambrose grabbed Sabin's hood and lifted him up. "It's
idiot this, idiot that! Don't talk like this, don't talk like that!
aaSabin's face took on a change of expressions, from a normal pale and
nonchalant one to one of indignation, then one of surprise, then finally one of
amusement. "Hmm... so you DO know your rights. I'll apologize then, for
doubting it. But..." Sabin looked at Ambrose,
smirking. "Girly man? Is that the best you can
come up with?"
aaAmbrose's face reddened.
aa"Also, you're a werewolf? That means you have a human form, no? Why
don't you use that? It'll probably be easier to go around town as a human than
a human / wolf hybrid."
aa"... Not if you're a noble on the run from his father, who
wants you under custody so that you dont... cause
trouble." Spitting out the last few words, Ambrose looked away,
obviously embarrased.
aa"Noble... noble... Ambrose..." Sabin
pondered for a while before remembering where he'd heard that name.
"You're Ambrose of the Maurlias family, aren't
you?"
aa"How did you know that?" asked Ambrosed,
clearly shocked. Understandable, as he'd been confident that none would figure
out his identity while he was a hybrid.
aa"Don't take me lightly. I know almost everything there is to know
about these lands. Besides, who hasn't heard the tales of Ambrose Maurlias, the black sheep of the noble Maurlias
family? Said to be overly naive, but with inner wisdom and purity. Yes, I've
heard of you before. But who cares about that? Let's go in."
aaWith that, Sabin knocked on the doors,
which opened to allow the two in.
aa"I am told that you wish to see me?" Sitting before Sabin and Ambrose was a middle aged woman in her prime, a
no-nonsense look on her face and eyes that spoke of experience and wisdom.
"I am Madam Hans, currently taking care of the household while my husband
is away on affairs. Who are you, and what would you have of me?"
aaKneeling, Sabin bowed his head down and spoke
in respectful terms, a feat that shocked Ambrose so much that he nearly fell on
his rear end. "My name is Sabin Duvert, and I seek to stop the Brothers Grimm. You have
heard of them, I presume?"
aa"If by the Brother Grimm you mean the insulting pain that demanded
my money, then yes, I have. They attempted to cause havoc in my home, until I
had the idea of teleporting them somewhere else."
aa"Do you knwo where they might have went?
They seek to revive Mother Goose, and I am trying to do everything in my
ability to stop them."
aaAt the mention of Mother Goose, Madam Han moved abruptly, but no
one noticed, and Sabin continued his request.
"Please, help us. She cannot be allowed to wander
freely.
Act 4 - Conning Captain
Hook
Act 5 - Eat Flesh, Human Thou Shall Be
aa"Oh, for the love of the holy father, stay away, you doll! Stay
away!" Fear evident on his face, the old toy maker Geppetto
backed away from his creation, the living doll Pinocchio. "Stay away, I
beg you! Don't harm me!"
aa"What's the matter, father?" sneered the puppet, brandishing a
large butcher's knife. "You made me, shounldn't
you take responsibility for your claims?"
aa"You... you monster! Stay away! AWAY!" Grabbing a nearby pair
of pliers, the old man waved them at his newest creation, who
simply ignored them.
aaThe
pliers fell from the nerveless man's hands. "Wha...
what do you want with me? I'll give you anything that is in my power to give! Ju... just leave me alone!"
aa"Anything, you say?" Leaning over to Geppetto,
the doll whispered, "I wish to be human. To live.
And if you say you can't, I'll just have to kill you."
aaWhen the old man failed to answer, Pinocchio picked up a knife and
teasingly held it under the old man's next. This time, however, all pretense of
joy was gone, and the only expression on Pinocchio's face was one that was not
an expression at all, a colorless and emotionless face that promiesd
pain and death. Under such pressure, the old man finally cracked.
aa"Living boy! Eat the flesh of a living boy, and you'll be human! Now,
let me go! Let me... no, don't let go! Don't let go!!!!!!" Pinocciho grinned as he watched his previous maker fall
down a cliff of rainwater. It was... liberating.
Act 6 – Planting the Seed of Giants
aa“Jack, be a dear and go sell the cow and buy something to eat with
it. With your father in jail, we’ve lost our source of income and we’re running
out of food.”
aa“Sure thing, mother! Come, Bess!”
aa“And be sure not to buy anything strange, all right?”
aa“Sure thing, mother!” yelled Jack, as he led the cow towards the
market.
aaBefore
he reached the market, however, he encountered a short and fat man in black
robes, with a symbol of a demonic goose on his back. And when Jack looked into
the man’s eyes, he found himself paralyzed in fear, unable to move, unable to
react. The man sidled near Jack, and began whispering in his ear, offering him
a deal that he could not refuse. His will was not strong enough to resist.
aaJack’s
mother, concerned about what her son might have bought with the cow, burst in
anger when she saw what Jack had exchanged it for. The fat man in black had given
him a small bean, which was supposed to be magic of some sort.
aa“Jack, you idiot! You’ve wasted the cow for… for this?”
aa“But mother, it’s a magic bean! With it, we can-“
aa“Magic this!” Hysterical, Jack’s mother grabbed the bean from his hand
and stuffed it in his mouth, causing him to swallow the bean. She then fell to
the floor, weeping on about how she’d bred an ungrateful son. It was then that
she heard Jack’s yelp of pain, and looked up to see a sight that would haunt
her memory until she died.
aaJack was
trembling, his veins showing through his skin, and a bump had started growing
on his forehead. His eyes had lost focus and he was drooling, mad from the
pain. The bump grew larger and larger, pushing the limit of Jack’s skin, until
a gigantic vine burst out of his head, ripping it in half and sending bits of
brain, blood and flesh flying everywhere. The vine was connected to a creature
of sorts, on the clawed its way out of the hapless boy’s body. And glared at Jack’s mother.
aaFortunately for Jack’s mother, she would not regret having turned her son
into a monster. She had no time for regret. For as soon as it spied her, it
grabbed her by the neck, and when her mouth opened to scream in fright, it
remained open. For by then, the head and the body were no longer whole.
aaThe
giant vine monster looked at the corpse of its vessel’s mother, and grinned.
“In Soviet
aaAdmiring it's own wisdom, it swaggered out the door, destroying
everything in its path as it headed towards the town market, where many people
would fall prey to it. Until...
aa"Quite amusing, you beast. Let's see you laugh... after this!"
With that, Sabin ducked, allowing Angelina to aim and
shoot the mini-canon that she carried around with her, effectively blowing its
head off.
aa"Ain't no stupid monster going to pull the Russian Reversal on
me!" spat Angelina, readying another shell just in case.
"This monster is sign enough that Grimm was here.
Which one, I don't knwo, but you can bet that they're
getting frantic now, since we're taking down all their defenses." Sabin looked at his troupe and nodded. "We're nearing
the final battle against them. Prepare for it. Prepare for it well."
Act 7 - Dreadlocks,
Enslaver of Bears
Act 8 - Sell Your Sole for
Freedom
Act 9 - Forty Corpses of
Baba Ali
Act 10 - Confront the Grimm
Truth
Act 11 - Duck Duck Goose, Hang the Noose
Act 13 - Scarier Than a
Barrel Full of Monkeys