Chatterbox: Inkwell

You wake up in the morning, a normal morning, just like any other day. Besides the catchup in your ears. That was new. Just then, you hear the doorbell ring. You open your door, look down, and there is a small Pug with a collar, and tag. The tag is blank, besides a note tucked in, you read it aloud:

"You lucky person, you! This December would you like too go too the Bahamas? Too bad, if you do, because I want YOU too come to my Arctic Hotel, Hotel Happy, Sunshine, Good Times! Get ready to pack your bags and leave!

I know you, you don't know me." 

Here the dog rolled her eyes.

"As I was saying, before that dog rolled her eyes at me," you gasp, "I know, shocking, right. I know when people interrupt. Anywho, as I was saying, I see your every move. However, that is not everything, I wish for you to return my message, at latest eight o'clock on December Fifteenth. You must be here on exactly December Twentieth; if you come any later, you will find that Hotel Happy, Sunshine, Good Times, will have disappeared, from the face of the Earth."   

You read the last line many times. "Disappeared, from the face of the Earth."? you asked.
The dog nodded. "It will turn invisible," the dog said 
"WHAT?!?!?!" you asked "YOU TALK?!?!?!?!"
"Of course," the dog said calmly. "Oh, and there is more on the other side."
"Logic will be forgotten completely, no normalcy what so ever, people will die, for one of you is a murder, we will make you feel right at home. If you die, please, ask the murderer to kindly cleanup the bloody mess; my Maid, Gwenie, never cleans things up.
Signed, 
           THE SINISTER KEEPER."
"My owner, the Sinister Keeper asked me to pick up from here.
'I will pick people out of the, DOOMS DAY ICE BOWL daily! The one left at the end, is the MURDERER, to come sign this.'' " The dog stops and hands you a Form, " 'It's just a few kinks that need working out. 
PS, this is not optional, you must come. All things will be charged to John F.Q. 
Welp, that's it!" the dog said, as she poofed out of sight.I
You look at the Form, it said the following:
'I __________, 

Will not hold;

Death by: Pillow Riding,

Pillow by: Death Riding,

Pink Fluffy Unicorns Dancing on Rainbows,

Flying Penguins,

etc,

Agents the Sinister Keeper

Signed,
             ___________  


*You may hold all things agents Maid Gwenie, she has been to jail many times.
**Ghosts can dream, and hallucinate, however, only Alter-Egos can see them.
***Cappies may stow away.
****POOFF!!
Please RSVP, 

Thank you,

You will die,

Sinister Keeper.'

You read, and re-read, 
You must go too Hotel, Happy, Sunshine, Good Times.




submitted by The Sinister Keeper
(November 24, 2014 - 4:49 pm)

Can I join???? *Hopes it's not too late*

submitted by The Poofer, age I'm really, Little Sister =D
(December 1, 2014 - 6:01 pm)

****POOFF!!

I think my alter-ego is messing with you, Sinister Keeper.

(Am I supposed to tell you if my Cappie stows away?)

Nyan says "ifwe" If we what?

submitted by Little Sister
(December 1, 2014 - 6:05 pm)

Fine. Not to late, I just posted this a while back. 

submitted by The Sinister Keeper
(December 2, 2014 - 9:40 am)

THANK YOU!!!! *Poof party*

submitted by Little Sister
(December 2, 2014 - 5:24 pm)

Joinin'.

submitted by Danie, and Squeak
(December 3, 2014 - 7:40 pm)

I'm game!

submitted by Blonde Heroines Rule
(December 5, 2014 - 12:27 am)

Im iest an tol!

(That's SIndarin elvish for I wish to come.) 

submitted by Brookeira
(December 5, 2014 - 12:49 pm)

Yay! My first lesson! I really wanted (sorta-kinda-wanted) to learn Sindarin!

Anyway, I'd join, but I write this from a Bewitched Diary on the RMS Tiny. I am on an infinite ship sailing who knows where, maybe even to Who-Knows-Where, South Dakota. I have no way, however illogical, of attending this hotel gathering. Sorry, Little Sister, Sinister Keeper, Poofer, and Anonymoose. 

submitted by Curio, age 14, NH
(December 10, 2014 - 7:44 pm)

Dear Curio,

*magically transports to RMS Tiny, with Curio, sitting right there*

"Hallo, Curio," I say.

"Who-who, are you?"

"The Sinister Keeper, who else? I just came to tell you, I have a device, right here, *holds up iPhone-looking-thingie*, if you press this button, *points at home button* you will come to my, sweet, little, Hotel, when ever you want. Deal? Because, you got my dog-letters, you must come."

Curio, just nods her head in agreement. 

submitted by The Sinister Keeper
(December 11, 2014 - 11:00 am)

This is good. Great. 

submitted by The Sinister Keeper
(December 5, 2014 - 1:06 pm)

Here is the list of people joining, in alphabetical order:

Blonde Heroins Rule
Brookeira
Danielle
Ellie
Little Sister
MapleSyrup 
SAVVY44x
Squeak (Or Bradly, however, more commonly known as Squeak) 
The Poofer 

It's never too late to join!

*Until the Hotel disappears... 
~The Sinister Keeper
submitted by The Sinister Keeper
(December 6, 2014 - 1:14 pm)

Finally! Someone knows my actual name! And it's Bradey, not Bradly.

submitted by Squeak
(December 7, 2014 - 8:52 pm)

Sorry, Bradey. Good, I said it right. And yes, you must join Lyla.

submitted by The Sinister Keeper
(December 7, 2014 - 10:47 pm)

Can I join or is it too late?

submitted by Lyra, age 11
(December 7, 2014 - 10:29 am)

Sorry, Lyra. I am horrid with names. So Lara must join. Not Lyla. Though, if she is on the Chatterbox, she is coming.

submitted by The Sinister Keeper
(December 10, 2014 - 9:49 am)