❝ True enough. People fear what they don't understand. But the spells they fear the most -- are the ones that can hurt them. Poison. Petrification. Storms. ❞ She snaps her fingers as if to demonstrate how easily she could conjure up any one of those spells as easily as a gesture. No one could -

❝ The more fear it strikes into people's souls, dearie. The less you understand of it, the better. ❞ A force like electricity travels between her fingertips. She manages to catch it each time; control it as easily as breathing, but not once do her eyes break gaze with her own. ❝ It's not for the -

She simply lowers her head and extends her hand towards the back of its neck, caressing it gently, as she did her winged monkeys. The ones that weren't capable of talking back to her, anyways...

❝ Hngh... ❞ She reels her head away, but not after animal slobber stings and burns her face. A slight adverse reaction to water, but it wasn't too bad; not as bad as a splash. Stumbling backward, she uses a black cloth to wipe the saliva off her skin quickly and huffs and disgruntlement.

A thin red mist erupts silently a distance away, then, is dispersed with the wave of a green-skinned hand. Eerie, hollow eyes peer from the darkness and observe the crying child. How similar it was from that brat from Kanses; an experience like... hopelessness.

She walks into a set of doors left to ruin by the scars of time. Surrounded by nothing but shadow, she advances into the gloom and the memories. Wheelers cackle madly as they zoom from every which way behind her, using this old forgotten place as a skating rink of sorts. She doesn't mind them. -

It's not easy being green, is it?

Lock your doors, and hide your children. Gloom will devour Oz this night. And the witching hour is at hand.

❝ That's it, boy. Let out all that anger! Let it blind you until you're as sightless as a bat! Then, all your other senses will suffer all the worse! Kahahaha! ❞ She doubles over in laughter. The witch much enjoyed when others collapsed into fear, but nothing was more satisfying than seeing one -

❝ A pleasure, eh? Now, I / know / they've done a fowl job of capturing my wickedness... Not a sliver of fear on you... ❞

❝ Oh, that was cancelled ages ago! If they're still fighting, then that means they still think the party's going... And I'll admit, the thought is amusing! ❞

❝ Hmph. Haven't heard one morsel who hasn't had their ears blasted out by the word, had their hearts shaken to bits by the sheer fear it entails... Suppose its up to me to catch you up to speed then, dearie. A witch is a wielder of magic. Magic of the darkest caliber. ❞

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝑲𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂 ⠀⠀

ᴅᴇᴇᴛᴢɪᴇ I like giving off the impression that Elphaba is both actually really twisted and evil, but also a massive cornball, and doofus. Like, those are just the vibes I get from her in all the media I've consumed with this version of the character.

The witch watches the clouds with a grim expression. They were too light to produce rain. It was only cloudy, but any darker, and she would've been in danger. She grips her broom and looks around, frustrated with the unfamiliarity of it all. Where has she landed? Not in Oz anymore, she'd guess. -

❝ You've got a mouth on you for someone so small! I should teach you a lesson for running it! You'll know soon enough not to trifle with a witch! ❞ Her voice growled into a roar, her fingertips glistening with magical power. She didn't care to know who insulted her; but whoever did wasn't about -

❝ You! You know that infernal cat and mouse, don't you?! Where are they!? I should give them a piece of my mind for interfering with my plans! ❞

❝ Hm? You're speaking nonsense, dearie. Perhaps what you meant to say was... stage play. But I doubt any mere performer could capture my essence anyway... ❞

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𝗡𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹... ≫ #SMTRP #MVRP #RPSky ≪

"I knew you would leave the forest someday Link." "But that's ok, because we'll be friends forever...won't we?" RP Experience: About 9-10 Years give or take. Not new to the verse or the character. SFW is preferred as per usual so yeah. #LoZRP #SSBRP #MVRP #ZeldaRP #NintendoRP #RPSky

(Kneeling on top of the water tower.) BRAIN GREEMLIIIIN. BRING ME THE SERUM THAT MAKES ME IMMUNE TO WATER AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!

GLINDAAAAAAA. HEEEEEEEEELP. HEEEEEELP MEEEEE. HEEEEEEEEELP.

They got Waterbenders over there? I better keep my ass in Winkie Country, or I'm finished ❗️❗️

She'll tell him this much, it wasn't by choice. The weather in Oz is as chaotic as a roll of the dice, with tornados so powerful they can displace you across space. Unfortunately, she is stranded here, but from the looks of things, not for long. If he is any indication... there are 'wizards' here -

❛𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐈 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 !❜ #DCRP #MVRP

So there is. If he really is more than what those windows to the soul tell her then perhaps there's some demented beauty in that as well. She's seen such a thing before if only in places in Oz where the sun rarely shines; where the dark brings out the foulest in every creature. He'd like it there.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘎𝘖𝘋𝘋𝘈𝘔𝘕 𝘚𝘠𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘔! 𝘊𝘏𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘛!" 📽️by prestige.ae1 on TikTok

Demented by instinct or by choice? Those eyes are like that of a beast, driven by urges. No different than any common animal. But her? Wickedness is something that she chooses; something she embodies, uncontrolled by anything. That is... purity to her.

She would still say it looks better on her. It's 100% natural green. A beautiful, pure color of evil.

❝ Good... GOOD! Now, be back soon, my dearie! Come back with the slippers, and all you dream of will be yours! ❞ The witch raises her hands in the air, a blustery wind coming in from the west. She cackles, practically feeling her future in sight. A future with Oz under her domain. And a world -

❝ Forget the drunkard! I can get you a power source much easier! A pair of Ruby Slippers. With it, you can go any place with just a click of your heels! My other flying monkeys are absolutely fruitless with their attempts to capture them... But you... I'm beginning to suspect you're different. ❞ -

❝ Ha! Brats, I can deal with. Stealing and entering is my bread and butter. I could steal a vial with my hands tied around my back! ❞ She had her head held up high. The notion most certainly intrigued her. If she could grant all of her flying monkeys some sort of physical enhancement, then she -

There were pure hearts in this world. Strong, filled with honor and beautiful. They would have not been swayed by the witch's offering, and instead prove why in this world, good was a constant; that there existed justice and some unwavering truth that all would be right in the end. -

❝ Hmm... I'll let you speak. Go! Continue! You've caught my attention, now, do well to keep it! ❞ Chemical X... The witch had studied well in the field of alchemy. She was well acquainted with science as she was with magic. But a substance that could... create life. That was powerful enough to -

❝ I... am the greatest force in all of Oz! And that title is all but guaranteed when the Ruby Slippers are mine... But they've evaded my grasp, oh yes. Them and the slippery little rat who wears them! But you! You're a world-traveler, aren't you?! ❞ She rubs her hands, a scheme brewing in her -

❝ Yeeees... I've not seen a monkey that lacks wings, but possesses such a large head. What manner of mutation brought you about? What evil curse possessed you?! ❞

....That's not one of mine.

𝙔𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨! 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚! 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙅𝙤𝙟𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚! 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙. 𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙨... 𝙈𝙊𝙅𝙊 𝙅𝙊𝙅𝙊!