Wicked Time Loops

DhampyrX2

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#1
Okay almost anything goes here bookverse or musicalverse. I'm partial to Elphaba being the anchor but other loopers always work too. (Imagine the Wizard actually knowing Elphie was his illegitimate daughter before her death/fake death.) Beyond that, let's go wild.


(And just to let you know, this first one is booksical, so to speak. No Sarima per se so Glinda was engaged to Fiyero, but Liir and Shell are in play still. I just love being confusing like that.)




"The slippers must have powerful magic if she wants them so badly. You must not let her have them," Glinda advised Dorothy as the ten-year old girl cowered beside her with a confused look on her face.

Elphaba Thropp, the so called Wicked Witch of the West, blinked in surprise as her mind reasserted itself on where she happened to be at this point in the loop. Once she caught up with herself her face fell into a wry and sarcastic grin that Glinda had not seen since their days at Shiz University as Elphaba shot back, "Of course that's why I want them, Glinda. I mean, I couldn't possibly want the slippers that I enchanted for my crippled little sister that allowed her to walk on her own for sentimental reasons, now could I? No, I must have some nefarious plot to use my own magic that only your bubble-headed blond little brain can comprehend."

Glinda looked positively shocked at the green woman's spiteful words as she let out an outraged, "Elphie!"

"Save it, Glinda. It's bad enough I lost my sister to one of old Horrible Morrible's little spells. I'm not going to make this day any worse by waiting for the Gale Force to come and arrest me in my own home country where they have no jurisdiction. With my luck Fiyero will come to save me and get himself killed because he forgot to load his rifle or something," the Wicked Witch cut in with a sigh.

Glinda's right eyebrow developed a noticable tick at the mention of her former fiance that had run off with Elphie just days ago.

"What's the matter, Miss Ga-lin-da? Upset that 'Yero decided that green looked better on him than pink?" Ephie taunted with a knowing smirk. It would probably be better for Glinda all the way around to be so mad she couldn't see straight when the Gale Force did arrive.

For her part Dororthy looked even more confused as she asked, "Um excuse me, but what is going on?"

Elphaba's expression becam sympathetic evan as Glida continued to redden in a fit of pique as the gree woman responded, "Nothing to do with you, kid. Man trouble between the big girls is all. Now if you can't give me my slippers that's fine. Lurline knows Glinda here probably botched the spell she used to put them on your feet somehow. Why I could tell you stories. Like the time she tried to turn my frock into a ballgown as part of some convoluted scheme to make me popular in school that-"

"That is quite enough Elphie! It's bad enough you took Fiyero, but now you're embarassing me in public? Have you no shame?" Glinda roared in outrage. Or as close to roaring as she could ever really get, which was still somewhat pleasant in tone.

"Glinda, I'm a convicted terrorist being accused of every half-witted thing in Oz so people will be more concerned about using me as a scapegoat now that the Animal issue is dying down, instead of noticing things like the unemployment rate of the fact that the Wizard can't actually do everything he claims. For goodness sake, I'm still wearing the pointed hat you gave to make fun of me at the Ozdust ball. Of couse I have no shame. Now do your job for the Wizard and stand there looking pretty. It's always been your best skill," Elphaba replied with a roll of her eyes.

"I really don't understand any of this," Dorothy fretted as Glinda looked almost ready to come to blows with this Wicked Witch that had become progressively less frightening as the conversation went on.

"Don't worry about it, kid. Glinda will steer you right when she starts thinking straight again. Whatever else you can say about her, she is a good person, through and through. Even I can admit that. She's just a little... blond is all," Elphaba assured Dorothy with a grin. With that said, the Witch settled onto her broom stick and begain to rise up slowly off the ground. Once she was high enough to see all of the munchkins cowering around the town square she looked at the mayor and said, "I'll try to track down Shell to take his place as Emminent Thropp if you like, but I don't see him doing much better of a job here than Nessarose did. Ozma knows I can't take up the job with my current problems. You might be better off taking the spot as govenor of Munchkinland for yourself."

And with that Elphaba Thropp took off toward the west, and more importantly toward where Fiyero was aking his way on foot to try to "rescue" her. There would be no brainless scarecrows this time around, thank you very much. Although if she played her cards right she could leave him incapable of thought in a much nicer way once they got back to Kiamo Ko. Who knew, maybe she could give Liir a little brother or sister to play with? Nanny would certainly like another Thropp child to care for.
 

Prince Charon

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#2
Hn. Interesting.
 
#3
:yay: I love you!! This is a great ideal and I hope you expand on it!
 

DhampyrX2

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mdamians said:
:yay: I love you!! This is a great ideal and I hope you expand on it!
I'm glad you like it so far, but this isn't just me. It's a 'loop' thread and the same rules apply. Everyone is free to add their own loops as they like.
 

DhampyrX2

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Elphaba had to admit that the loops were always interesting for her. Although she was still waiting for a loop early enough in her timeline at Shiz to use the glamours she learned in her last Hogwarts loop to see what it was like to go through school without being green.

She had just missed it this time as she was looping over the dorm room Morrible had assigned to her and Glinda, no she was still officially Galinda at this point, she reminded herself.

Well nothing to do but plan how I want to play things out, I suppose Elphie sighed to herself mentally.

"Oh, oh my. My head..." Galinda Upland of the Upper Uplands muttered to herself as she swooned for a bit much to her roommate's concern.

"Glin?" Elphabe asked as she moved to the blond's side to steady her. "Are you alright?"

Glinda blinked a few times, as if trying to adjust to a change in lighting, before she tentatively replied, "Elphie?"

What happened next shocked the green girl utterly as the young future Good Witch of the North threw her arms around the future Wicked Witch of the West, and sobbed in relief at the sight of her, muttering "It's you, it's really you," over and over again.

"Good to see you too, Glinda," Elphaba responded wryly, correctly assuming that Glida has joined her in a loop for the first time.

Needless to say, she was somewhat shocked when Glinda stepped back, looked her in the eye, and then slapped her across the face with a shot that put her efforts in their little catfight in Munchkinland after Dorothy's arrival to shame.

"What was that for?" Elphabla demanded, only to be answered by a kick to the shin that had her hopping around the room before being forced to sit on her bed and nurse the forming bruise.

"The slap was for Fiyero. The kick was for the two of you running off and not telling me where you were," Glinda replied as she folded her arms and gave Elphie her mightiest pout.

"Huh?" Elphaba demanded.

"Honestly, Elphie, how stupid do you think I am? You melted? We shared a room for a year before everything went crazy. I've seen you take showers before. And could you have hammed up that little scene any more? Who you have thought that a good little girl like you could destroy all my wonderful wickedness. I'm melting. Melting. What a world. What a world..." Glinda mocked.

After a moment to ponder her chastisement, Elphaba could only chuckle as she replied, "Only you would scold me over what happened in the Prime Timeline rather than mention anything to do with the time loop we're in. God, Glin, never change."

"Time loop? You mean this isn't the afterlife? I was just on my deathbed. I'm quite certain of it," Glinda asked in confusion.

Elphaba rolled her eyes as she prepared to explain the concept of the loops to her confused friend. After all she had to get the preliminaries out of the way before figuring out how to really mess with things. Maybe something at the Ozdust Ball?
 

Prince Charon

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#6
Nice. :snigger:

Had a randomish thought that I don't feel qualified to write: Elphie and Galinda wake up shortly after Nessa died, as in the first loop we saw (or they show up earlier, and fake Nessa's death), and prank Dorothy by telling her that as she 'killed' the Wicked Witch of the East, she must become the new one.
 

DhampyrX2

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"Glinda!" Elphaba shouted in shock. "Was that really necessary?"

"What," Glinda asked in her usual calm and somewhat vacant way.

"Don't you what me. You exploded Madame Morrible's head with magic and the Wizard just had a heart attack. We are in SO much trouble right now," Elphaba replied through gritted teeth.

"She had it coming. Although I do feel bad about old Oscar. I thought he would like the chance to better know his daughter," Glinda respoded with a shrug. "But I suppose I can't help it if he wasn't up to his Press Secretary being all explodified."

"You can't..." Ephaba started before rolling her eyes and throwing her hands to the heavens. "Even when you try to be wicked you can be such an airhead. No wonder you manage to get around everywhere by bubble. I'm amazed you don't float away all on your own at times."

"Hmph," Glinda pouted back at her best friend.

"Well, I suppose I we can claim Morrible made an attempt on him for choosing new sorceresses. That will keep until he finishes dying or recovers. And I can work the stupid head flaming head machine for a time," Elphabe grunted before moving to summon the guards. One of these daysh she would really have to get around to traching Glin to use a lighter touch with her changes.
 

DhampyrX2

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Elphaba didn't like the looks of this particular fused Loop she found herself in the more she came to know about it. There was just something about the name Opera Populaire that was sticking in her the back of her mind from some of the other Loopers she had met. Now of only she could remember what it was. Or figure out the sinking sensation she had felt when Glinda had pushed her to sing the lead in Hannibal instead of that Christine girl Meg Giry had tried to prop up. The whole thing had led to a cometition that Elphaba had won rather easily given the clumsy brunette's timid nature.

What, exactly, had been bothering her made itself known in a haunting and almost hypnotic voice that filled the prima donna's dressing room after the performance. "I'm not entirely certain which of you I should be more angry with, Madamoiselle Thropp. You or your ever so good friend from the north."

"Oh for Oz's sake, how could I miss this?" Elphie asked herself as she remembered why this all seemed so familiar. Erik Destler, the Phantom of the Opera. And Elphaba had just usurped his little peice of fluff that he was so obsessed with. Much to Meg's complaints and rants in their last loop. "And would you come out of wherever you're hiding, Erik? We're hardly strangers at this point. You wouldn't be talking about Glida like that if you weren't looping too."

The Phantom's response came in the form of the mirror parting to reveal his unmasked, and apparently unblemished, face as he stepped out of hie secret passage to glare at an Elphaba who had cast a spell to make everyone but those that knew her already ignore her signature green skin. "Must you take all mystery out of life at every turn, Elphie?" Erik asked when it was clear the Wicked Witch of the West was content to glare at him.

"Must you keep stalking a little girl that by all rights you should see as a sister since Madame Giry took her in at the age of ten after all giry all but raised you, Erik?" Elphaba asked back, not the least bit intimidated by the man before her. They both had suffered in their prime timelines for their passions and their birth defects. They both had abilities that others feared be they through magic or science. There was no shield for Erik to hide behind in front of her as he did with most others. She took note of his unscatrred face and commented, "Nice work. Glamour from a Hogwarts loop?"

"Synthetic flesh I worked out after talking with Anakin about Clone War-era reconstructive surgery," Erik replied.

"Oh right. The last mixed Loop you two were working out how to manufacture something like that with the limited amount of native tech you had at the time," Elphaba commented to herself with a nod.

"Indeed. ANd it does still not explain why I should not be furious with you and Glinda both for muching around in MY world as you are," Erik all but snarled as hefleded her arms in consternation.

"Like this was my idea. All I did was sing at Glinda's urgings. The managers did the rest. Look at the bright side. Maybe without the spotlight you can get your girl to notice you without that fop you were complaining about taking all her attention," Elphie shot back.

"Hardly. The fop is there courting her as we speak. Apparently their childhood friendship was enough for him without Christine's rising fame. Honestly it was more than I ever gave him credit for. And since she is not alone here in the prima donnas room I can't even approach her," Erik responded with a snort of disgust.

"And why not?" Elphaba challenged as he gentured to the Phantom's clear complexion.

"Antionette* and Meg come to mind off hand. Not to mention your Glinda squealing like a five-year old and latching on to an "old friend" should I make an appearance," Erik shot back sourly.

"Still skulking in the shadows even without your face to hide behind, Erik?" Elphie challenged in a softer tone.

"No more than you, ma amie," Erik shot back.

"You could try to win her fairly this time. Be Erik Destler the eccentric composer and singer instead of the Phantom," Elphaba prodded.

"Meg has already made it clear to me that when and if I make an appearance she will do all in her power to keep me from 'stuffing up my life chasing Christine this time'" Erik explied with a defeated sigh.

"Well after that one loop where she ended up shooting Christine..." Elphaba stared with a wince.

"Don't remind me of that travesty. I hardly even think of it as really us involved in it," Erik interrupted with a groan.

"So what will you do now?" Elphaba asked after a pause.

Erik looked lost for a moment before a spark seemed to light behind his eyes and a mischeivious grin formed across his face. "Perhaps I will write a new and different Opera. Something a bit more compelling that Don Juan."

"Erik, where are you going with this?" Elphaba asked with a sinking feeling.

"Something about a young freedom fighter overcoming her physical deformity to find love and friendship. Perhaps in a whmsical and magical realm like the Land of Oz," Erik mused.

"Erik~" Elphaba ground out in warning.

"I can see the cast now. You and Glinda in your title roles. Carlotta as Madam Morrible. Why i can just picture you singing a more operatic version of Drfying Gravity now. It will be wonderful. I think I shall call it...Wicked," the Phantom mused alod as he backed his way toward the mirror and his espace to him underground home by the lake.

The Phantom proved himself to be every bit the genius he was said to be as he jumped back and used the Force to move the morror back into place before Elphaba could follow him. His chilling laughter the only remaining sign of his presense.

"Erik, you get back here. So help me if you try to turn My life into some pathetic Opera there are no tricks that will hide you from me you pig-nosed, parchment-faced, miserable excuse for a ghost. Do you hear me?" Elphaba fumed.




*Antionette is the name given to Madame Giry in the novel Phantom of Manhatten by Frederick Forsyth that was meant to act a a sequal the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical.
 

Prince Charon

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#9
Interesting, that.
 

DhampyrX2

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#10
Behold a true FUBAR loop as a tie together the classic film, the Wicked novel and musical, and the Tin Man miniseries into a single loop...




"Who was it? Who killed my sister? Who killed the Witch of the East?" Elphaba demanded out of habit as she came aware in another time loop. She mostly tuned out Dorothy's blubbering and whimpering as she took stock of her surroundings.

"Wait just a clock tick. Glinda? Is that you?" she asked uncertainly as she looked at the odd woman standing next to a Dorothy that looked about six years too old to be the child she remembered.

"Yes? Why who else would I be?" the woman wearing Glinda's pink gown and somewhat ridiculous crown asked vapidly.

"Well for one thing, you're supposed to be a Blonde woman in her late twenties, not a middle-aged redhead. And the farmgirl should be about ten, not bordering on sixteen. What in Lurline's name is going on here?" the Wicked Witch of the West demanded mostly to herself.

"I beg your pardon, but I have always looked this way," "Glinda" insisted with a look of mild irritation at the 'middle-aged' remark. Although, not that she thought to look her over, the Witch looked quite a bit younger than she normally did. And even quite attractive of one overlooked her garish green skin.

"And I suppose you don't recall your old roommate at Shiz University either?" Elphaba asked.

"University? What is a University and why would I need a roommate to attend one?" the redhead asked.

"What about the name Fiyero? Or Boq? Or Nessarose? Or Madam Morrible?" Elphaba demanded in rapid succession as she tried to wrap her head around this slightly-askew version of Oz she suddenly found herself in. An Oz where the Munchkins were dressed more cartoonish than like the hard-working farm people they were... and had flowers gowing out of their shoes? In fact only the Mayor and the Lollypop guild looked anything like their normal selves.

"Why I've never heard of any of those people. Are they other witches too? Are they good witches or bad witches?" the redheaded Glinda asked.

Elphie wanted to shout out at the top of her lungs that Nessarose was the woman under the famnhouse and how dare that this bubble-headed fake-Glinda forget it; but as she thought about it she realized that something as simple as Nessa's name might no longer be so simple. "Glinda, what is my name?" Elphie asked.

"Why you're the wicked Witch of the West, of course. What other name would you have?" the older Glinda asked with a look of confusion.

"Does the name Elphaba Thropp mean anything at all to you? To any of you?" Elphie asked as she tried to maintain a cool face to mask her rising panic. the blank looks she got in return did nothing to alleiviate her mounting anxiety.

As if in answer to her silent prayers for something to make sense in this odd world, she heard a familiar voice call out "Miss Elphaba! Miss Elphaba!" from the back of the crowd.

Elphaba had to try to hold in her chuckles as she saw the familiar form of Boq approaching wearing the same ridiculous clothes as the rest of the village, clothes that looked several sizes too small on the uniquely tall Munchkin boy that had only been a few inches shorter than Fiyero. It almost looked like he was wearing the clothes made for a younger sibling. A color-blind one at that.

"Boq, what are you wearing?" Elphaba manged to eek out before she was engulfed in a massive bearhug by her old schoolmate who usually ended up leading the mob out to end her life in a few days time.

"Oh Miss Elphaba, I was afraid I had gone mad. First I woke up no longer made of tin after being attacked by one of the subordintes I had as part of the Tin Man Police Force I made for the House of Gale, then none of the clothes in my farmhouse seemed to fit me and everyone had changed, Boq rambled as he clung to a woman he would normally refer to as the bane of his existence. "And then Queen Dorothy showed up much too old, and some strange old woman was impersonating Miss Galinda, and everyone I asked about what wasw happening looked at me like I was crazy and insisted I wasn't even really Boq because I was too tall," he continued in a panic.

For her part, all Elphie could do was shake her head ruefull and respond, "Only you would end up in somne odd FUBAR loop for your first time loop. You probably were killed before you woke up. I've been stuck reliving my life fir centuries from random points, jumpring back each time after me death. Somtimes people I knew come back with me. Usually it's Glinda or the Wizard himself. This has to be your first time, though."

Boq looked equally horrified and confused as he listened to Elphabe them wmimpered in fright. "How do I stop this?" he asked.

"You don't. Although You most likely won't loop again anytime soon as long as you don't do anything stupid like trying to kill yourself to start a new loop. Whatever demented force created these loops takes delight in making a loop after a suicide much worse. Other than that? Live your life and try to enjoy yourself. It your only option," Elphie counseled the Munchkin as she ignored the confused looks of the others listening to their odd conversation.

One onlooker in partcular had a question though as Dorothy asked, "Excuse me, sir. but what did you mean be Queen Dorothy?"

Boq looked over to the future head of the House of Gale and replied, "Oh, you were named queen by Ozma's last heir after Glinda retired from ruling the Land of Oz when you came back a second time with your Aunt and Uncle after you lost you farm to creditors in Kansas. You remaned it the O.Z., or Outer Zone, and started a dynasty that had ruled peacefully for five hundred years. Well I suppose it was still in control technically even after Zero attacked me during the coup as he was supporting Princess Azkadelia, but she never really was the same after stumbling onto the old ruins of Southstairs prison with Princess DG. People tended to forget she was actually a memeber of the House of Gale and just started referring to her as The Sorceress."

"I take it you were ageless as the Tin Man then, to have lived that long Boq?" Elphaba asked far less shocked be the revelations he was making than anyone else in earshot.

Boq nodded sadly as he replied, "I outlived everyone. Glinda, Dorothy, the Lion, well maybe the Scarecrow was still around. But he left just after declining to rule Oz in the Wizard's place."

Elphaba shook her head as she replied, "The Scarecrow was Fiyero. I accidentally turned him into a scarecrow reciting a spell in a trance to sacve him as the Gale Force was beating him to death after he rescued me. And speaking of the Wizard's goons, they should have been here already. we've been talking quite a while," the Wicked Witch of the West commented as she scanned toward the yellow brick road and was more than alittle surprised to not see any troops approaching. "Anyway, I found a spell to make him human again that tied his lifespan to mine, so hw would only die when I did. Or at least that was the theory when I tried it. In truth we both lived longer than we should have before he died of a fever and took me with him. I think it was the rule of Dorothy the IV, when they started with the Great Gale and First Slipper nonsense when talking about the farmgirl."

"I always wondered why he seemed familiar. But I thought you had melted?" Boq inquired.

"Do you really think I could have made it through Shiz without bathing and not been teased over it, Boq? Fiyero came up with a way to help me use the ridiculaous propaganda and rumors about me to help me fake my death and get out of Oz proper without destabilizing the entire region. We lived beyond the Great Desert for a while before settling back in Quadling country for a while, then returned to Kiamo Ko after the last of the old generation, minus you apparently, were gone," Elphaba informed him.

"Oh I don't understand any of this," Dorothy fretted as the two taked over such strange and uneblievable events.

"You and me both kid," Elphaba replied as she once again tried to understand what the Hell Liir had ever seen in this girl.

"Miss Elphaba, I know I have no right to ask this given our past, but when you return to Kiamo Ko, would you take me with you? I don't know what kind of Munchkinlan this is, but it's even less of a home than the tree-dwelling savages the Munchins became after Madam Morrible cursed them for supporting your name against her in the Great unification wars before she was imprisoned for the final time," Boq asked with a wary look around him at the cartoonish parody of hiw homeland.

Elphaba wanted to ignore her fellow Munchkinlander and looper, but she was not so cruel as to leave anyone in this odd land. with any luck at least Chistery and Kiamo Ko would still be normal. Not likely, but she could hope. "Fine. Hop on my broom and lets get out of here. This place gives me the creeps in a way even Horrible Morrible failed to do."

Boq nodded gratefully as he held onto Elphie's waist as they started to lift off the ground on her enchanted broom. "Glinda, I assume you can tell the girl how to use those slippers on Nes- the Wtch of the East's feet when the time is right. Until then, tell the wizard not to make me angry. He won't like me when I'm angry," Elphie warnd before taking off with her signature cackle.

"Oh Miss Glinda, what was all that?" Dorothy asked as the Witch disappeared with Boq off into the Western sky.

"I really have no idea," Glinda replied with a vapid smile.
 

DhampyrX2

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#12
Tsukino_kage said:
Did they just cross over in movie OZ? Or canon book OZ?
The old Wizard of Oz movie. Meanwhile the booksical Wicked-verse they came from was the origin of the Tin Man mini-series on ScyFy. If they were in the original canion Book, Glinda would be the Good Witch of the South, Nessa and Elphie wouldn't even be sisters, Dorothy would be about ten, and she would be competent. Here she and Glinda are both useless and thigs are so strange Boq and Elphaba are scared witless by their surroundings.
 
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