#taledevent

"Yep, just squeeze on in. Big smiles, big smiles! C'mon, big smiles for the paper! Got it!" William chimed above the heads of fellow attendees. He winds the gear on the top of the camera, feeding the belt of film across the camera before lining up another shot of the party-goers. He gives a nod to the little gathering of people he's sequestered for a photo before tucking his camera under his arm, his beady brown eyes watch the crowds, scanning for the perfect impromptu photo op. He had initially traveled down to the celebration to get a few drinks in him, but an interrupting phone call later, his boss made the festivities into an opportunity to get the latest scoop.

Figuring he could just snap a couple pictures, jot down a couple descriptions on the refreshments, give aliases to any interesting company that had a loose lip to potential secrets - William was sure to have an inverted pyramid written up before the night was done. Deciding to take a short respite by the bar, William looked around at the other townsfolk drinking with him. Plenty of them caught William's eye and the glint of his cellulite camera in the dim bar lighting brightening a mischievous idea in his mind.

"The mix any good?" He began to ask the person next to him, offering an innocent smile.

the charmont clan was gracious enough to open up their homes to a lavish gathering. everyone in the town was invited to join them in their modern mid - century estate near the water ( picture might not be accurate as i do not play anyone in this family! ). masks were given out upon entering and there was a level of mystique that had built up throughout the day.

there were slips every now and then. the party goers showing signs of their old lives. whether it was someone lying, saying he saw a killer nearby. someone else dropping their shoe after sneaking out to the attend the event. a stepfather hunting down his stepson. someone wanting to keep his adopted son locked up. someone who was previously exiled also invited. whatever the case, they exhibited small signs of their fairy tale worlds. then that's when it happened.

for some it was slow, a build up of sorts. for others it was fast, hitting them like a wave crashing into them. there was enough magic, enough coincidence, that their memories finally came back to them. as they started to recall who they actually were, away from their cursed memories, weird things began to happen. mice became people, others shifted into animals, and others seemed to have magic sprouting from their fingertips.

one in particular had such a surge of magic that a portal broke out in the corner of the party. the first doorway into their old lives. for those bold enough to step inside, they'd realized that their lands had been abandoned. plants covering buildings, flowers slowly dying out if no rain was hitting them, markets long since forgotten.

now it's up to them to reclaim their lands and make them home again. BUT FIRST, they can't forget why they're here in the first place. to party! it's encouraged to just live in the night and give into their normal lives for at least one more night. everything else can be solved tomorrow.

"Well, I didn't think you had that in you," Gaston sighs aloud, slumping backward onto the mattress below him as he basked in the afterglow of the events that had just transpired, arms bulging and flexed behind his head. He knew the other would return with him to his private cabin; have you seen him?

Especially now, with how sexy his muscles looked in this position, saying nothing of his drooling, half-hard cock, still quite big even in its current state as it laid falt against his chiseled, toned abdominals...

Modesty was for the weak.

A LAND OF WONDER AND JOY!

to keep the wonder alive, the next realm to host the majority of people is the NORTH POLE (aka the rise of the guardians). specially, saint nicholas, otherwise known as santa claus, has opened up the doors to his factory in the north pole. everyone gets their own prviate lodge to share with whoever they want. there's enough space up there. they're able to see the elves be put to work for the upcoming holidays. magical toys coming to life and running around to help. hot chocolate being served at all hours. and snowball fights being the event of the season. come enjoy some gingerbread cookies and wait for your wishes to come true!

RINGING IN THE NEW YEAR!

king stefan's celebration for his son, aurore, finally has kicked off! the kingdom is opened to everyone, including the villains from their pasts. even maleficent, who was the reason for the sleeping curse in the first place. there's plenty of food, games, music, shows, and anything else you can think of to last the whole celebration. everyone is able to stay in the castle if they choose or nearby as this will be a multiple day event.

at the same time, the portals from jack's beans are now opened. the only lands that not everyone can travel to is olympus and the underworld. these are only opened to the gods and half gods.

"I never seen snow like this before." Harris says in awe at the blanket of snow around them. While he was a shivering more than usual, the young prince couldn't help himself to obeying his curious whims. He glanced to the person walking next to them. "I once read of a place like this."

"They said that it takes ages for the sun to set." Harris chimes, beaming a smile as his eyes catch sight of snowflakes landing on his eye lashes. He lets out an amused laugh, tilt his head up to watch them twirl around themselves.

"Have you ever visited here before? My first time here... if you couldn't tell." Harris chuckles, wiping stray snowflakes off of his face. The pinpricks of cold felt strange to him. But of course, Harris wasn't a stranger to other white substances on his face either.