Reflections of a Golden Age — Jess&Roger
The start of this past-adventure w/ Jess and Roger takes place in WWII and as such may deal with some sensitive subjects. We’re going to treat them lightly, and probably humorously in mocking of some certain regimes, but if anything gets too offensive, let us know. This is the nature of this time period; things were not as PC and there are some heavy character concerns as the piece goes on.
The method acting Toons are METHOD actors, meaning they inhabit the role they play. They are not good guys; they were not made to be good guys. We will avoid writing them in this light.
Rabbits and Mice Get Things Done - Jessica & Bianca
Bianca brightened. “It was indeed!” She squeaked. She patiently listened to the woman explain the situation there. It did sound a big overly complicated to get in just by herself. For just a moment, she thought that maybe she could sneak past the guards, just given her size, but if mice were in productions there, she expected they wouldn’t even let someone tiny like herself slip by.
"Goodness, it seems it would be much easier. If you wouldn’t mind, I would greatly appreciate it. Oh! Elnézést. One moment." Bianca hurried back inside, quickly throwing on her coat. She glanced at her filing cabinet for a moment, and thought about grabbing a temporary assistance contract, just to make things official. That would be a bit foolish though. She doubted the woman would be able to sign her name small enough for it. She would just have to have a huge copy drafted up later. She hurried back outside. "I’m ready when you are, Ms… I’m terribly sorry, I never asked your name!"
Jessica smiled and held out her hand quietly, then changed her mind and held out her index finger, nodding politely,
"Jessica Rabbit. Jessica or Jess would be lovely, however." Her smile grew and she winked,
"And it’s no problem whatsoever! Get what you need and I’d be happy to help you on your name. No Toon— Er, well, I suppose, Star, in this case shall go unhelped!" She nodded curtly, "We Rabbits do try to be helpful."
She paused then frowned, “Oh, dear— I do wish I had better accommodations for you than my handbag.” She looked embarrassed, and cleared her throat, “Is that alright? It’s quite ..Roomy on the inside, truthfully. Just be careful of the box of Toon port holes and you should remain safe and sound!”
She beamed and lowered her purse to the ground. It rolled out a small red carpet upon opening, and she tcetch’d in her throat, muttering, “Toon objects tend to be show offy. Particularly mine…” It expelled a very small portion of very tiny confetti and Jessica fought the urge to roll her eyes.
Traveling Tired — @Maleficent
The village was a quaint one, much unlike Toontown, the walls drawn in and windows shuttered, dark at dusk with little but spare torchlight illuminating the roads. Jessica had been travelling long, and had heard tales about this part of the land— She’d scarce to believe it, but here she was, and above on the hilltop spiraled the Queen and King’s castle. Beyond lie mountains, however, where yet another castle rose…
This was not quite the kingdom, however, as it bordered the outskirts. It had not quite benefitted from the wealth or artistry, nevermind the increased trades and splendor, the kingdom itself has. No, that ride was yet a few days away. She was only stopping for the night before she visited, but yet, the rumors persisted. These were haunted grounds, and Maleficent had been known to swoop down to enact dastardly things upon these poor villagers were her wishes not met.
Only rumors, of course, Jess reassured herself as she pushed the door to one of the few inns open. Candles guttered along the walls and a lonely inn-keep looked up from the bar, his face sallow as he grunted a welcome.
"Do you have any rooms for the evening?"
Jess’ heart fell. She’d asked all the other inn keepers to the same answer. She lowered the hood of her cloak, hoping her..Charm might help. The man was undeterred entirely, and shook his head. In a huff, she turned and stormed out, frowning as she stood in the street and drew her cloak closer, growling into the night,
“Now what am I to do?”
@Drizella - Captured and Shot!
Drizella shrugged her shoulders slightly, and nodded in agreement. A life of taking orders was certainly not a fun one to live. Stealing a glance at the clock, Drizella remembered that Jessica was only on a lunch break.
"Oh darn! I nearly forgot I was holding you up for your photoshoot." Drizella exclaimed giving Jessica an apologetic smile.
"we’ll, I would like to hear more about your life. If you’re not busy perhaps we could meet somewhere for dinner?" Drizella suggested. Jessica was such nice company, and she would hate to see the beginning of a friendship let loose.
Jessica stood quickly and looked alarmed as a camera man peered into the kitchen. She waved quickly, wiping crumbs from her dress and grinned guiltily, calling,
"Be there soon!"
She turned back to Drizella and curtseyed with a wry smile and chuckled, winking, “Absolutely! I’d love too, darling. But..” She trailed off with a smile, “I think we could probably use one more face on set, after all. See, there’s a blue dress just about your size, and our other model had declined her invitation. And it’s either me getting it taken in and eating up valuable time, or!” She brightened, “I can persuade them to let you in. Would you mind, terribly?”
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@Drizella - Captured and Shot!
"Thank you Jessica. It’s very kind of you." Drizella said, smiling. She whiped herself off, and gave her hair a quick once-over, before helping herself to another delightful cinnamon bun.
"I don’t have the freedom. My mother is so overbearing. She would order around a stranger, anyone really. I suppose that’s why we have maids. Someone for her to order around." Drizella admitted. It seemed quite logical, and Drizella had never thought of it that way.
Jessica smiled warmly over the cinnamon bun, relaxing into the pastry. Her eyes fluttered shut briefly and then blinked open quickly as Drizella spoke. She set it down quickly and dabbed at her face with a napkin, and friend,
"Really? That’s— That’s terrible!" She slapped her fists into her lap and frowned furiously,
"No one should be lead to a life of just taking orders…"
Amnesia - Violet || Jess
Jessica was being too kind to her. Violet didn’t think this woman would offer her a bed, let alone answer the door. “Thank you so much.” she said. Yet Violet felt like she could find a better way to repay this woman. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to find my way home tomorrow.”
Jessica smiled softly and nodded, “Of course, dear— I’ll be up for a while longer if you need anything.”
She crossed back to the kitchen and exhaled, leaning over the stove. Out of sight of the girl she frowned; What was she doing? Taking in strays when the police might be out for her, a girl she didn’t know from a town she’d never been too. She’d take her back in the morning, for sure and for certain, but..
Jess twisted the ring beneath her glove, and sighed. This is what you do, she thought; you help people.
[[Time warp to morning? C: Unless you had plans for the middle of the night or something.]]
|I'm not your boob anon, dearie. >:) *HONKS BOOBS*|
"Well, I never!”
"Do you have any respect for a woman’s privacy? At this rate I may have to call the police—!”
|*honks boobs* oh hay derrrr|
"Ugh. Really, do you think I’m just going to let you do such a thing?”