Beauté et sa Bête
 
Beauty's Apartment -) Le bar et dîner de Madame Fae
"Quoi dans l'enfer toujours aimant! Se frottant le haut de la tête, elle gémit en regardant ce qui l'avait frappée. C'est le satané réveil qui a continué à ruiner son sommeil dont elle avait tant besoin. Avec un rouleau d'yeux, elle s'assit et respira pendant qu'elle examinait les dégâts dans sa chambre. Les tremblements de terre commençaient vraiment à l'énerver. Secouant la tête, la jeune femme sortit de son lit et alla dans sa salle de bains adjacente. Avec le bouton, elle a juré sous son souffle que le courant n'allait pas. "Tu dois vraiment te moquer de moi en ce moment. Bête! J'ai besoin d'une lampe de poche!"
En poussant un soupir du canapé, Adam se leva jusqu'à ses pieds. Il n'a fait un pas que pour ramer son orteil dans l'un des nombreux livres tombés. Avec une malédiction silencieuse, il a serré sa main dans un poing avant de faire gentiment son chemin dans la cuisine. En s'approchant de l'interrupteur de la lumière de la cuisine, il gronda sous sa gorge à cause du manque de réponse. "C'est parfait. J'en entendrai parler toute la journée d'elle." Secouant la tête, il se sentait autour de lui pour la poignée de tiroir la plus proche de la cuisine. Dès qu'il l'a trouvé, il l'a ouvert et saisi pour la lampe de poche. Il a appuyé sur le bouton d'alimentation et a arpenté la zone. Tout ce qui était sur le dessus des comptoirs était maintenant sur le sol, brisé ou mis à l'écart. Il nettoyait pour une bonne partie de la journée. Adam est vite entré dans la chambre de Beauty. "Ça va?"
"Bien sûr que je ne vais pas bien!" Avec un scoff, Beauty s'est approché et a saisi la lampe de poche de ses mains. Elle s'est retournée et a pris des vêtements de sa commode avant de se changer. "Il n'y a pas de raison d'attendre ce truc. Qui sait combien de temps cette ville foutue va prendre pour remettre l'électricité en marche. J'ai besoin de café."
Adam a légèrement hurlé alors qu'il se détournait d'elle. Il savait qu'elle ne voulait pas changer devant lui, mais il voulait être respectable. Bien sûr, ils étaient probablement mariés dans leur ville natale, mais depuis qu'ils étaient sur Terre, ils étaient certainement tout sauf le couple heureux. Pliant ses bras sur sa poitrine, il s'est dirigé vers sa propre commode et a attrapé une chemise de tee noire et un short en jean. "Je vais vous conduire. Je ne voudrais pas que tu frappes quelqu'un." La fille était une horrible conductrice qui ne se souciait pas du moins de ce qu'elle a détruit. Je l'ai accusée de son manque de connaissance. Pourtant, il savait qu'elle était l'une des personnes les plus intelligentes autour, grâce à son amour des livres. En entendant son téléphone, il est retombé dans le salon alors qu'il tirait ses vêtements. Il est arrivé à l'appareil juste à temps pour voir un appel manqué de Lucy. "Lucy a essayé d'appeler. Peut-être qu'il s'est passé quelque chose."
Beauty a roulé ses yeux en mettant la lampe de poche sur le comptoir de la salle de bains. "Gee, je ne sais pas, Bête. Pourquoi n'essayez-vous pas d'écouter votre répondeur? Je suis sûr que la paranoïaque t'en a laissé une." Elle n'avait aucun respect pour la femme. La fille était constamment en train de se mêler aux affaires des autres et de les faire tous essayer d'être unis dans leur trou de merde partagé. En entendant son propre téléphone, elle a fait un petit rire. « Le petit moucheron est assez persistant aujourd'hui. Peut-être qu'elle veut avoir une autre de ses réunions." Glissant sur une robe jaune, elle a remis ses cheveux dans une queue de cheval haute avant d'appliquer un peu de rouge à lèvres. Bien sûr, c'était avant l'aube. Ce n'était pas une excuse pour ne pas avoir l'air d'elle. Elle a pris son téléphone, a glissé sur des coins noirs, et a saisi la lampe de poche avant de partir dans le salon. En voyant le désordre, elle s'est brouillée le nez avant de remarquer Adam au téléphone. -- Eh bien?
Après avoir écouté le répondeur, il soupira avant de glisser le téléphone dans sa poche arrière. Dorothy a disparu. Réunion à quatre heures." Il a pris les clés de la voiture avant de la conduire à la voiture.
Secouant un sourcil aux infos, elle s'est moquée de lui et l'a suivi. Elle a glissé dans le siège passager une fois les portes déverrouillées. "Bien sûr que c'était elle. Fille fait confiance à tout ce qui vient en contact avec elle. J'ai l'impression qu'ils choisissent les plus pathétiques."
Il s'est serré la tête et est entré dans le siège du conducteur. C'était pas longtemps avant qu'ils arrivent au restaurant. Stationnement de la voiture, il s'est dirigé vers la porte et l'a tenue ouverte pour sa femme.
C'était le moment de garder son sang-froid. Respirant, elle s'est retirée et a hurlé en reconnaissance à la Bête en entrant dans le restaurant. La beauté a fait un petit clin d'œil à tous ceux qu'elle a vus avant de se rendre dans une cabine vide.
Adam était à peine en mesure de contenir un rouleau d'oeil à son changement d'attitude. Cinq ans à la regarder manipuler les gens commençait vraiment à se mettre sous sa peau. Alors qu'il marchait à l'intérieur, il a hurlé en saluant Jessamine et Sherlock avant de s'asseoir en face de Beauty.
"But behind that fair facade/I'm afraid she's rather odd/Very different from the rest of us/She's nothing like the rest of us."


 •  N A M E 
Beauty
 •  S T O R Y 
Beauty and the Beast
 •  B I R T H P L A C E 
Bellegarde
 •  M A G I C 
None.
 •  A G E 
25
 •  R O M A N T I C I N T E R E S T S 
Beauty thrives on attention. It doesn't matter who gives it to her.

 •  A T T I R E 
Having been born to a lifestyle of jewels and extravagant gowns, Beauty loves to indulge in the finer things in life. When that lifestyle was abruptly taken away from her family, she sought out the Beast to gain it back. She only wore the best gowns, the brightest and boldest jewels; she had an endless supply to the best things life could offer. Now, she still only wears designer clothing. Even if she has to bid her pet to get them for her.
As she uses her body to get what she wants, she makes sure to wear certain attire that accentuates her hourglass figure. The tightest jeans, mini skirts, low riding tops; anything to catch a glance.


 •  H E R O ' S N A T U R E 
This little Beauty is no belle of the ball. She is nasty, spiteful, and an all around mean girl. Beauty will do whatever and whomever to get what she wants. She doesn't take no for an answer and loves to pick fights. She is known in her tales as being pure of heart: people can be so easily manipulated. All it seems to take is her name and a simple smile for people to automatically warm up to her. After all, she's the trusty heroine who tamed a frightful beast.

 •  R E N O W N E D S K I L L S 
The one thing Beauty is known for, and still rings true, is her intelligence. She spent many of her childhood days reading, learning, exploring. Anything she could get into and study was free game for her. Now, she has also learned that almost anyone will do anything for a kind face, which she always uses to her advantage.
 •  F A T A L F L A W 
Beauty can get seriously too involved in her own head and become volatile if things do not go her way. She is extremely stubborn and always has to have the last word in an argument. Because of this temper and her manipulations, she has begun to believe that she is untouchable. That she can do anything and never suffer the consequences.

 •  O N C E U P O N A T I M E 
Being the daughter of a wealthy merchant, she never wanted for anything. However, her three older brothers and two older sisters always stole the limelight from her. She was seen as the baby, the nuisance. The nobody. Everyone ignored her, including her own beloved father. Since their mother had died during childbirth with Beauty, she was also blamed for her death.
It wasn't until more trade became coming through Bellegarde that things began to turn around for Beauty. Her father had hosted an extravagant gala to boast his newly acquired riches. Men started hovering around the young ten year old, proclaiming her wondrous beauty. She learned she could get these men to do her bidding as long as she fed them some attention. They adored the sweet, mild-spoken child and praised her kindness to any who could hear them. The men didn't know it was all an act.
Due to the years of torture and slavery bestowed upon her by her siblings, Beauty had grown spiteful and vengeful. She swore she would take the first opportunity that arose to be rid of them. And it so happened, the very trade that continued throughout her hometown was devastated by several losses at sea. Beauty's father had been on one of those cargo ships and was presumed dead. However, he had stumbled upon a palace and was welcomed by a mysterious host. Upon leaving, he noticed a garden of the most red of roses. The beauty and innocence of the flower reminded him of his youngest child. And so his fate was sealed, as well as Beauty's, when he decided to pluck just one for a token. The mysterious host happened to be a ferocious beast who demanded payment for ruining his garden. Beauty's father was quick to offer up one of his children.
And so it was that Beauty ended up with her Beast. He was kind to her and she had no shortage of the most exquisite of luxuries. But this Beast wanted love. The very love that could turn him back into a handsome prince. Beauty wasn't interested.
Upon finding the library, she found a spell book that spoke of such a curse that had been placed upon the prince. It spoke of the alternate outcome should he not find someone to love him. It would be pretty and joyous to think that Beauty was able to tame her precious beast and they would live happily ever after. Instead, she allowed the final petal to fall. She accused the Beast that he didn't truly love her as much as he said he did. Beauty convinced him that she loved him with everything she had, that he was the only one for her. And so she fed off of his disappointment. She had him wrapped around her thumb as he desperately tried to prove his affection for her.
News spread throughout the Beast's kingdom that he had managed to make his wedding vows with Beauty before he succumbed to his curse. Not only did Beauty finally have everything she could want, but she was now officially a princess. She ruled the kingdom into the ground, making their people believe it was still part of the evil witch's curse. People feared the castle and yet they adored their sweet, stricken princess.
Until the Cataclysm destroyed everything. Her castle, the servants, everything was ripped from her. The only thing that seemed to protect Beauty from any harm was her pet. She had lost everything, which started to poke at her spiteful nature. She wanted it back. And she wanted it now.
 •  A N E W C H A P T E R 
It wasn't long before a funny looking man offered to take her and beast away to a land far from this sullen mess. Beauty greed-fully accepted. Once they arrived, her eyes took in everything this Earth had to offer them. But, then, something strange happened to her beast as well. He was transformed into a man. This caused Beauty to panic as she didn't want him blabbing all her secrets. Thankfully he seems to remain under her control, ready to do her bidding. Beauty was ready for this Earth. She was going to make it her bitch.




"She warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within..."


 •  N A M E 
Beast. Or Adam, as he prefers.
 •  S T O R Y 
Beauty and the Beast
 •  B I R T H P L A C E 
Bellegarde
 •  M A G I C 
None, but has one hell of a temper. Oh, and he's been brainwashed by Beauty.
 •  A G E 
29
 •  R O M A N T I C I N T E R E S T S 
He thought he had found his happily ever after. Then realized that his long lost Beauty was nothing short of a wench. Alas, he has given up on love. As if Beauty would surrender him to another, anyway.
 •  A T T I R E 
Adam was no stranger to the finer things in life. After all, he was a prince. When it was taken away from him, he was left in rags and torn clothing. And then a woman arrived, and he was determined to impress her. He had his people tailor the finest clothing to fit his beastly body. Now on Earth, as a man, he is once again reduced to rags. Most of his clothing stays dirty and his long blonde hair is always a disheveled mess. Helps to keep the nosy away, says Beauty. 



 •  H E R O ' S N A T U R E 
He used to be kind-hearted, generous, loving. And then one day, after a little too much barley, he came upon the most disgusting woman at his door. After drunkenly refusing her help, he was turned into the same disgust and hatred he betrayed. Adam fell into despair, a deep depression. He shut out anyone and everyone. He was very convinced he had nothing else to live for. Now a beast, his once warm heart turned ice cold. Being quick to anger and completely irrational, his once loyal subjects started to despise and fear him.
Beauty entered his life and she started to chip away at his frozen heart. He became attentive, kind. Adam began to trust again, and soon found love for the first time in his life. And then it was stripped away when his love's true self emerged. Once his last petal fell, all he could see was red. He was furious, angry, full of rage. When their world fell to pieces, he was ready to die. But he refused to watch the woman he still loved perish.
Once on Earth, he was completely shocked to find himself transformed into his former self. But then came the realization that Beauty still had control over him. He keeps to himself, but is still quick to anger. He seems to always be on the edge of turning back into a beast.
 •  R E N O W N E D S K I L L S 
As a lad, his father made sure he was taught the skills necessary to one day be king. When not angered, Adam is well-spoken, articulate, and quite the swordsman. He has also learned that indeed, patience is a virtue. After being stuck under Beauty's thumb for now eight years, he has waited patiently for the right moment, the right person, to free him from this curse.
He is fiercely protective of Beauty and is a great fighter, as he had trained himself in hand-to-hand combat. 
 •  F A T A L F L A W 
Even though he has the body of a man, his mind still believes him to be a beast. He always assumes he is bigger than he is and doesn't back down from anything, even obstacles he clearly cannot overcome. His rage, anger, still boil within his blood, ready to explode. Adam is a time bomb ready to cause mass destruction.
 •  O N C E U P O N A T I M E 
Adam took everything for granted. Being born into royalty seems to make a person that way. He was spoiled, unappreciative, an all around rotten child. With the passing of his beloved mother at the age of eleven, her last words were simply 'be good'. From that moment on, he swore he would be. His attitude completely turned around. He started reaching out to his kingdom, helping anyone who needed it. He was a young boy, but that didn't stop his determination from becoming a great man. One his mother would be proud of.
When he was nineteen, his father died of a rare illness. The kingdom looked to him, now. The pressure and his grief drove him to drink. It was that fateful night that the wretched witch decided to visit his castle. She was looking for the generous prince, and instead got a hateful drunk. And so set forth the curse, that he had until his twenty-first birthday to find someone he loved, who he could love back.
This curse was one to stop time completely in it's tracks. It was as if everything froze within the palace walls. His once faithful servants were transformed into mere centerpieces and hardware. Adam's hard-earned physique grew into a chimaera of sorts. Suddenly he had the body of a wilder beast, the head of a lion, horns of a yak, tusks of a boar. Coarse, dirty blonde hair covered every inch of his body. He was a thing of nightmares. After the transformation, the most exquisite red rose appeared before his eyes. And then, the witch's voice filled the palace:
"From this day forward, you will be a living example of the ugliness you have supplied me. Your world will be isolated, desolate. Your faithful servants will be of no more use to you. This rose will continue to lose petals until your twenty-first birthday. On that day, the last petal will fall, and you remain a monster forever.
However, should you be able to find someone who loves you, and you love them in return, your heart will be mended and tamed. Upon that day you will resume the former glory of your once beloved kingdom."
His depression and despair quickly flooded every thought as he watched his once golden boy looks turn into a horrendous creature. Not only was he cursed, but his staff as well. Everyone was in this situation because of what he had done, what he had let his anger do to him. He hid away inside the castle walls, never daring to venture out unless it was to tend his mother's garden. The only thing left of her.
Fast forward to a man stealing one of his mother's precious roses. Adam would take nothing less than one of the man's most valued possessions. That possession turned out to be a woman. He hated having to put up with a stranger in his home, but she eventually wore him down. Adam found himself wanting to be around her, to tend to her every care. By the time he realized he loved her, it was too late. Beauty had revealed herself to be the true monster. Upon the drop of the rose's last petal, nothing happened. His fate was forever sealed in the body of the beast, lost to everything. Adam was unsure why he didn't change; surely his love for Beauty, and her love for him was enough to break the curse?
Unbeknownst to him, Beauty didn't truly love him. However, according to her, she loved him with everything she had- he was the one who didn't love her enough to break the spell. The realization of that possibility broke him. He swore to continue to prove his love, his loyalty, knowing that was the only way to end his curse and save his people.

And then the world started to crumble around them. Adam had spent three years devoted to his supposed wife, obeying her every whim. Even though he clearly realized her love for him was not everything she said it was. When the castle threatened to fall apart around them, he couldn't help himself. He had to save her. Amidst the rubble came a wizard. Merlin took them to Earth.
 •  A N E W C H A P T E R 
Once settled on land, the transformation from beast to man took place. With his old self back, he is determined to separate himself from Beauty. Surely she can't be the only woman able to break his curse. He will find his kingdom and bring it back to the glory that it once was when his parents ruled. He will prove to his father that he is the king that he was groomed to be. And most importantly, he will be good.