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In the center
In the center of CB Square, two AEs sit side by side on a bench.
One of them is slumped over the railing, supported only by his hand. A gray dog ear sprouts from his head, flopping over his sleeping face. The other is sat bolt-upright on the bench, his polished black shoe tapping on the street as he looks out across CB Square, a slight scowl on his face. He waits a moment as the other AE snores quietly, then bursts out suddenly.
"Look at that!" he snaps, gesturing to the other AEs as they romp around.
"Huh? Whuzzat?" his brother snorts, jerking up with eyes still half-closed in sleep. He turns to the other AE, whose dark violet eyes are slitted in annoyance.
"All those... other AEs!"
His brother smiles in hesitant disbelief, not quite understanding what he's hearing. "...you gotta problem with them?" The purple AE shakes his head as if he's astounded by his brother's idiocy.
"Argh, no, but... I mean, there's just so many of them! With this new influx of CBers--"
"--influx, nice word," the dog-eared AE adds in.
"--I can't keep track of them all! And let's be real, 8, we haven't exactly been the best with meeting every AE that pops into existence. I really do need to know what some of them are up to." The other AE scratches his head, admitting the truth. "So you know what I have decided?"
"What is it, Mew?" 8-Piece asks, rolling his eyes. MewFour paused for a moment, building up the dramatic tension.
"We," he said. "Are holding an AE RP."
"Another?" 8-Piece groans, shifting his position on the bench. "Isn't there, like, one on Inkwell already?"
"Perhaps there's anoher school; I didn't see," MewFour said, waving the comment off. "What I mean," he grinned, turning to face 8-Piece. "Is that we hold an RP of the best kind. The most interesting kind. And we hold it at a manor."
"Eww--"
"That's by the sea."
8-Piece pauses for a moment, thinking. "...I'm listening. What are we doing there, though?"
"Oh, you know, the usual," MewFour says. "Socializing, eating, allowing those other AEs to get up to shenanigans, turning the eye to the haunted and venegful souls that roam the hallway and may cause a plot centerpiece sooner or later--I got a great deal for the mansion, really. And displaying that extraordinary library that came with it!"
"*Showing Quill, *alone," 8-Piece coughs. MewFour glares at him for a second, his cheeks coloring slightly, before moving on. "And guess what? I am the host! I will run it all. Anything the AEs want to do, any questions they have, will all be directed back to me. Telekinesis can come in so handy, don't you know." MewFour snapped his fingers. The next second, two violet-glowing hands appeared, appearing to made out of pure light. "Anytime an AE desires something, they simply need to shake a hand--I can create many, many more--and with my aid, they will fetch it."
"And what do I do?" 8-Piece asked, catching onto the idea.
"You," MewFour said, clearly enjoying the anticipation. "Will cook! You can bake and confectionize, and organized and assort anything you like." 8-Piece's eyes glowed, and he leapt off the bench, hopping from one foot to the other.
"Oh, oh, and here--" One of the hands darted away and returned with a pen and paper, and MewFour hastily scribbled something down on a sheet, then handed it to 8-Piece.
"Name, Age, Appearance, Personality, Crushes or relationships, and CBer," 8-Piece murmured, reading out the sheet. "Sounds good to me! And ah, let's call it... 8-Piece and MewFour's Really Cool Ocean Manor Trip RP!"
MewFour winced slightly. "Or just: AE Masion RP."
"That works too," 8-Piece said, shrugging. "Well, come on! Let's go!" MewFour stared after his brother as he dashed into the CB Square, already attracting a crowd of curious AEs. He sighed, a rare smiling gracing his face, then followed close behind.
submitted by MewFour and 8-Piece
(January 30, 2017 - 8:04 pm)
(January 30, 2017 - 8:04 pm)
(February 14, 2017 - 9:43 pm)
(February 14, 2017 - 11:15 pm)
Counter andf I see a group of other AEs frantically running about the mansion. I soar over and ask them what's happening, and whether or not they've found Basil.
"Nope," Says one girl, "But have any of you seen Quill or Arwen?"
(February 15, 2017 - 6:14 am)
Ok, @Leafpool and @Embers in the Ashes, let me know if this is too much 'ghost writing' for your charries. I'll revise it if you think Jammira or Rosalyn wouldn't act this way. Thanks!
Counter~
We ask as many AEs as we can, but nobody can give us much of an answer. One person says she saw him last in the library. Another says no, he was in the dining room. No one has seen him for at least the last ten minutes, maybe more. This is getting serious.
I can tell Jammira's quite worried, even though she's fighting hard to stay positive and upbeat. She keeps joking about how the 'annoying little bookworm' will probably turn up under some table with his nose stuck in a textbook, but it's obvious to me that she's starting to panic a bit. We literally run into a big group of AEs coming out of the library. In the center are Rosalyn and Zeon. They both look scared.
"Hey, guys. What's wrong?" Jammira asks, then without waiting for a reply, "Has anyone seen Basil? He's been missing for a while."
"Nope," someone replies, "Have you two seen Quill or Arwen?" We both shake our heads.
"We can, um, help you look, though. Right, Jammira?" I answer, "Maybe we'll find all of them. Quill and Arwen and Basil." The other AEs nod agreement.
"The more, the merrier!" somebody chirps. I glance at Jammira and see her looking at the ground and chewing her lip anxiously. Without thinking, I put my hand on her arm to comfort her. She jumps and stares at me oddly. I guess I startled her.
"Sorry," I squeak, withdrawing my hand as quickly as if I've been burned. I blush, stammering, "I- I didn't mean- to- to y'know-"
"No! Er, I mean, it's fine. Don't worry about it," Jammira interjects. She smiles quickly at me. I suppose she's trying to hide her anxiety for her brother. I smile back at her, trying to be reasuring.
"Don't worry, Jammira. We'll find him." She nods back, then turns away. I glance back at the other AEs. Nobody seems to have noticed this exchange, most of them are discussing with Zeon where Arwen or Quill might have gone. Except Rosalyn. She stares at me, perfectly tanned brow slightly furrowed. Her brown eyes flick back and forth from me to Jammira, like she's trying to figure us out. Her eyes narrow slightly as they rest on Jammira. I glance sideways, confused, and see Jammira glowering.
"Can I help you?" she snaps at Rosalyn. Rosalyn raises one perfectly shaped eyebrow.
"Why, yes, you can. Have you seen my sister anywhere?"
"No. As I've already mentioned," she turns to me, saying pointedly, "Hey, Counter, want to go ask Zeon if he's checked the library? Maybe Quill will be in there." She stalks off, curls bouncing. I shrug. I don't know what's going on now.
"Sorry, Rosalyn," I say, turning to smile apologeticly at her, "I've got to go. See you later?"
"Later, Counter," she says, returning my smile. It seems just a tiny bit forced, but she's most likely worried about her sister.
(February 15, 2017 - 9:08 pm)
@Leafpool, please tell me if this is too controlling, or if you had something else in mind for Arwen.
Quill ~
I wake up once again, the library now gone. I find myself in a cold, dark, musky room, sweat beading off my face. Shakily, I stand up, leaning against the narrow walls. Narrow... why so narrow?
The last I remember was the haunting feeling of a dark presence invading my mind, the... visions, the library door closing. I choke back a sob realizing that I am alone, somehow moved from my last location. Maybe the hospital. Maybe I am insane and they had to keep me in a dark room in an asylum... No. No. I am not insane, my mind is entirely intact, otherwise, I would be fully aware if it wasn't. Right?
Right?
I push the thoughts aside and try to listen carefully, for a sign, any sign, of life. This is when I hear calls and cries for names that I cannot make out. Different syllables at various intervals, at least three names being cried out by a large group. But where? Why? Are they looking for me? Did the others go missing too? I carry on, slowly walking down the narrow, midnight black hallway, until I run into a slumped over figure.
"Ahhh!" A girl cries, the figure moving as I fall to the floor.
"Arwen, is that you?" I whisper, recognizing the voice instantly.
The figure crawls back, bright blue eyes shining through the darkness.
"Quill, is that you?"
I nod, then remember it's dark, and answer.
"Yes, it is. How did you get here? Are you okay? Where are we, Arwen?" I ask, panic creeping up in my throat.
"I... I don't know. The wall swallowed me and I've been stuck here since. I think my ankle is sprained."
I help Arwen to her feet, and slowly but surely we make our way through the darkness. She leans on my large wings, carefully limping.
"We'll get out of here, I promise," I whisper as the calls fade in the distance.
(February 15, 2017 - 10:48 pm)
I transform into a bat, hoping echolocation could help me find Quill and Arwen. My search is hopeful at first, but eventually I realize that they're either not in the mansion or in a place beyond the reach of echolocation. I flutter down to land on a banister, the weight of my failure dragging at my wings. Quill was my first friend, and now I can't even find her. I hope she's okay...
Suddenly, I hear voices! Two voices! I stifle a gasp. It could be Quill!
(February 16, 2017 - 10:44 am)
@Ashlee
Nope, it's fine! In fact, it's awesome! I wish I could RP right now but I'll have to wait until Saturday.
(February 16, 2017 - 3:03 pm)
Yay, awesome! I look forward to Saturday when you can RP again.
(February 16, 2017 - 10:03 pm)
(February 17, 2017 - 3:45 pm)
And now it's Saturday and I can RP again!
Rosalyn~
My head hurts.
I can't stop thinking about Counter, and Jammira, and Arwen....
Maybe one of those purple hands can give me an aspirin or something. Ugh.
I walk off in search of one, and then I spot Jammira standing in a group of other Æs. I forget all about my headache and veer off my path to go talk to her.
I come up behind her. "Hey."
She jerks around. "Oh, it's you." She says, sounding relieved. And then her eyes narrow. "You!" A few Æs look over at us. She pulls me into a corner. "So." She says grimly. "About Counter--" "What about him?" I say slowly. "I thought you liked Bolton." She steps away from me with a sharp little gasp. Then she takes a deep breath. "I-I--" She breaks off and looks away. "Well!" I say cheerfully. "I'll be going, then...." I turn away and blend back into the crowd.
As I hurry off in no particular direction, I pause for a moment. That was kind of...mean. I suddenly don't feel so happy about it. Should I go back and apoligize?
Then I sigh and turn around. Jammira is still standing where I left her, and tears are sliding down her face.
I go closer. "Go away!" She says shakily. "J-just go away!" I look up at her. She's quite a bit taller than I am.
"Jammira?" I say softly. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have reminded you of--of--well, you know." I shift my high-heeled feet around awkwardly. "I'm--really sorry." She doesn't answer, so I walk away.
Counter. Counter. Arwen. Jammira.
Stupid headache.
(February 19, 2017 - 2:10 pm)
*Facepalms* Ohhhhhhhhhh boyyyyyyy....... I think I was thinking about Doublock and Bolton at the time. Jammira's not the one who liked Bolton....
Oh geez.
Just forget that bit, okay?
(February 21, 2017 - 9:03 am)
(February 19, 2017 - 4:44 pm)
Can my AEs join? If yes, I'll read up on all the posts.
(February 22, 2017 - 11:17 am)
I think so.
(February 22, 2017 - 7:34 pm)
We ought to ask MewFour and 8-piece, though, shouldn't we? It's their mansion. But I think it'd be fun to have Mei and her AEs!
(February 22, 2017 - 9:41 pm)