Hi, this is my first original post, so here goes:

This is a post about Elphaba Thropp (the Wicked Witch of the West) and any of the blank parts in her life, or after her death. There are some very basic rules (please read them):

Please make sure youve read "Wicked" and/or "Son of a Witch" so you know what is or isn't blank.
Anybody can be Elphaba, but ONLY along a certain part of her life (it's allowed to be her in more than one part of her life). Everyone else in Elphaba's life (i.e. Galinda/Glinda, Fiyero, Liir) can only be played by one person at a time. IF you want, you can also be a random Ozian.

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(If i sound desperate, I am. Please please please answer my pleas! The pun was intentional, but I'm serious!)

The Clock of the Time Dragon was a huge and ominous shadow. The midwives had some aprehension about bringing that bloated priss into it. They would rather not have delivered Melena's child, but they couldn't choose their clients. As they entered the Clock, they took care not to get sliced apart by the grinding cogs. Melena was unconscious, but she was still groaning with the pains of labor. It seemed like, and probably was, hours before the baby was completely out; and Melena finally relaxed. As the midwives wiped the child off, they decided that it was a girl. But that was not all they realised. She was also green.

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

May I please join???!!
I love this!!

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(:welcome2: Sure, Eomer! Post whenever, be anyone! No one's taken yet...)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

I Call Glinda! as in the on in the musical!

quite impossible to describe....Blonde....
ummm and when ever someone needs a make ove i must siply take over...popular im gonna make you popular lar lar lar lar lar..your gonna be popular!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(cool down, Deawen. I'm alreaddy popuLAR.)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

((haha! yay! I will be Fiyero. fun!))

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yeah im in! starts listein to wicked!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(Are we starting at Shiz, then?)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

yes i guess hmm that rymes

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

okay Name change im am now Elphaba so ha ha ha

Elphaba LIVES! and im the wicked snitch of the west!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Boq was studying. He hated it, but he had nothing better to do. The other denizens of the frat would frequent the Philosophia (sorry, Latin teehee) Club. Then he saw Galinda. He would sneak into the tree in the sorority's vegetable patch. then he encountered a blast from the past. A green-skinned Munchkin named Elphaba, with whom he had played as a months-old child.

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(when someone needs a make over i simply have to take over!)

Elphaba watched Boq for a while before speaking.(i don't remember what she said!)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(Deawen, I'm referring to the event in retrospect. I realise it's a little confusng.)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(I just had a thought! Fiyero doesn't come in until after Dillamond's &#@!# [not a curse word, just a plotpoint]!)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

Boq, Avaric, and Elphaba were sitting in life sciences. The professor was enraptured by some magic dust. Then the door opened, diverting the cloud of dust into a rack of antlers. In the doorway there was a dark-skinned boy. THe antlers came to life and attacked him. Crope and Tibbet had to jump on the antlers and wrestle them off the boy.

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....