Let's play house. 

Chatterbox: Down to Earth

Let's play house. 

Let's play house. 

There are AE balls and AE chat threads, but Nymph and Sea Glass never like to go out, not where there are people (as do I). So this is a thread about what they do all day, maybe a sort of diary or log of their introverted/antisocial activities.

There might be RPing. They might talk. They might ramble on for entire posts directed at no one about whatever it is they're thinking. I don't know, but feel free to join.

Try to stay away from shipping and drama; this is about your AEs as beings with complex characters doing stuff in their spare time. Or what they do in the time that isn't spare. That might include social interactions, or it might not. Post the name of the AE of focus at the beginning of each comment, and develop. 

submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(February 5, 2018 - 10:37 am)

/Chai's Diary\

/Dear Diary,

Today Periwinkle introduced us to the CB! Everyone was so welcoming. Someone threw a pie in my face. It was DELICIOUS! My bedroom was very dull looking, so I just very quickly redid the whole thing. Now I've got an extra closet for my candy and soda stash. I hope Rogue doesn't notice it--She acts all tough, but she's secretly obsessed with Reese's. 

Indy just walked by my bedroom with some paint supplies. She looked really excited. I wonder what it was about. 

Anyways, I'm going to go drink way too much orange soda, bye diary!

With love (and root beer),

Chai :D\

 

 

 

submitted by Periwinkle, age Pi, Somewhere in the stars
(June 14, 2021 - 7:08 pm)
submitted by PeriTOP!, It’s Periwinkle <3
(June 15, 2021 - 5:08 am)

Voidwalker~

I'm seriously just bored. th3mysticw0lf is at her setup in her room, on discord, and finishing 3ldr. Ughhh. Cookie and Milke are...I don't know, really. Probably at the store. Or filming a vlog. Aislynn...well...last time I checked she was tending to the gardens. 

Suddenly, there was a shriek- in enderman. I almost literally flew down the stairs, accidently bumping my head on the ceiling, but I didn't really care. 

[AISLYNN? ARE YOU OKAY?]

[Ah- I think so- Just accidently dipped my hand in water-]

[Oh, okay...just follow the standard procedure alright?] 

[Okay!]  

I ran back up the stairs and started getting out some paints, hoping that the water wouldn't spill on me this time. Luckily, luck was on my side. 

 

- A Bored Voidwalker and a Nervous th3mysticw0lf [who's doing 3ldr, don't mind me.] 

submitted by th3mysticw0lf's cr3w
(June 15, 2021 - 11:42 am)

//The Following Text Has Been Translated From Enderman For Your Convenience. The Text May Have Spelling Mistakes Because Translating Is Hard.

[~ fable's top secret enderman journal - DO NOT READ!

we're moving again. 
AGAIN.
what is it with dreamiing and moving?
i suppose i should write down what the house looks like. it's not like anyone will read this... but... i should.
okay. when you come out of the woods, the only part of the house you can see is the path. it's narrow and dusty, winding out of the woods and through the hills- grey-purple grass bordering it and black stones set into it. it's barely visible and seems to drift in and out of sight.
ugh, why am i using so much detail? 
whatever.
anyways. 
the path goes to a plaza with an end tree and then there's a secret way of summoning the house that i'm not going to write down.
so, once you do the secret parts, the void rips open and our house shimmers into sight. once the void closes, it's safe to go in. 
on the outside, our house is tall, narrow, and long. the roof is peaked and made of dark grey shingles- i think they're deepslate, but i'm not sure.
anyways. big windows, bleached white wood walls, purples flowers in the window boxes. vines grow on one side of the house and slender birch trees cluster against the other. it's an interesting mix, but the inside is even stranger. 
so, i guess i should describe it.
um.
okay.
the porch has a bench-swing-chair thing and lots of plants. the house is kind of overgrown.
but anyways, the front door is dark purple-blue. when you open it, you come into the foyer. the floors are greyish-white hardwood and the walls are white. 
i dont know why im talking so much. ugh.
okay.
minimalist approach starting now. 
the house's dimensions are messed up. it's wider on the inside than the outside, and there's rooms that shouldn't exist- but who cares, the house is made from the void and it can be strange if it wants to.
there's a table to the right and ahead is the main area. on the left is the living room, with the walls full of books and a gray couch. the windows are all very large with ashy blue curtains.
on the right is the kitchen. dark gray cabinets and white countertops, an island covered in technology and paper, and lots of storage for all of dreamiing's chocolate. 
there's a bathroom behind the kitchen and a dining table in front of the foyer. not much.
the stairs are behind the dining table. they're suspended in air (don't ask how) and upstairs is a long hallway with several doors. the first one on the right is covered in star stickers and painted black. that's the star room. it's cool.
the room across from it is a bathroom, the one next to it is a plant room (mint green door with fog seeping out from under it and vines growing around the edges) and the one across from that is vix's room. the door is white with a pale yellow sun painted on it.
so, next to that is dreamiing's room (sky blue door with tiny clouds around the doorknob) and across from that is my room. at the end of the hall is a window seat with a view into the backyard area (willow tree and a small creek).
the door is deep purple with a black sign on it that says 'fable's room- stay out!' and inside is my haven. the walls are black-purple and black stars hang from the peaked roof. my bed is low, nestled onto a gray wooden platform that's hard to describe. i have black-purple blankets and black netting hangs from the ceiling, shrouding it in darkness. there's a closet in one corner (lots of black suits & dark purple dresses) and a desk area in the other. 
im going to go raid the kitchen and take a break from this journal. 
bye, i guess.
um.
fable out.
]

yes- the house tour wasn't needed, but i want practice with fable.

also, i like designing houses.

sue me. 

submitted by fable, somewhere different
(June 15, 2021 - 12:49 pm)

500!

Look at that, I got a milestone.

Nymph~

Viola? doesn't like the heat, which means now that it's summer I don't have to worry about her looking for me or wandering in my woods as much. I had almost forgotten the taste of a truly warm breeze. The long spring had me certain I knew what this year's full canopy looked like a dozen times and that I knew how the heat felt again. Now, at last, with the leaves so thick they could almost be a roof and greener than I am sure I have ever seen, I think it is at last the seasons' noon.

And oh, how glorious the summer!

submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(June 29, 2021 - 7:34 pm)

fable~

running.
again. 
this time it's to the forest, black shadows covering everything and purple-gray leaves coating the floor, crunching into dust under my combat boots. 
i'm not sure anyone else knows about this part of the woods- they don't know about the dark plains so they wouldn't know about the faded forest, i suppose...
but it doesn't matter.
TELEPORT.
DO IT.

purple sparks black shadows grey ground as i trip and smash into the dry mess, dust flying- the leaves covering the ground are so ancient it only takes a bit of pressure to make them crumble. 
TELEPORT!
NOW!

finally, specks of purple cloud my vision and
pain.
then brightness seeping through the cracks and a familiar hallway surrounds me.
home.
vix is concerned, i can tell- but she has problems of her own to deal with. flickering light encases her and the floor shakes. 

"
i'll get dreamiing." she says, and my unspoken agreement gives her the confidence to open the door at the end of the hallway.
dreamii is standing in the middle of nothingness, the void surrounding her; eating her; biting at her wings. it seeps down the hall, cracks of black reality forcing our home apart-
and then nothing and then everything is fine.
i teleport easily to vix's side and we stand together in front of our creator.
after staring wordlessly at the room around her, she hugs us and thanks vix for pulling her out of it.
"
all it took was a touch this time. is it getting better?" vix asks, her glow back to normal.
dreamiing shakes her head and looks down, her jagged wings smoothing out at the edges.
"
no, but it's not getting worse."
i groan and head off to the kitchen. a crossaint is burning in the microwave. i turn the heat off and take it out.
"crispy and blackened, just how you like it." i say sarcastically, passing the scalding mess of flaky goodness to dreamiing, who touches down behind me. her wings fold back and she takes it.
"
a little bit overdone, don't you think?" she asks, smiling cautiously. when my face softens from annoyance (it's the fourteenth time this month she's Slipped) to grudging acceptance (can't help it; her smiles are so rare these days) her smile widens.
"
what do you say we go get ice cream instead?" 

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(August 12, 2021 - 4:10 pm)
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