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So, you wake up in the morning and find that... Your Alter Ego/s are/is in your room! You go on the Chatterbox and see posts saying things like "AAH, my alter egos suddenly appeared in my room!" So you aren't the only one with this problem. A few crazy things happen, you find you have all the abilities and things you have on the CB, and suddenly all the CBers meet up! (We still call each other by our online names, though.) And oh, it all STARTS in Las Vegas (first city that came to mind). But we can move to other cities by plane or annoying car trip or something. Just an idea! No personal information is needed. Just say you want to sign up. We start on Saturday, March 21, 2015, in LV, but you can join up until April 2. (Besides, my dad says that ABSOLUTELY NOTHING is considered crazy in LV. Even if you have like dragons flying around they will just think you're making a movie or something.)
submitted by Somebody, age Who cares, Various places
(March 17, 2015 - 8:27 pm)
(March 17, 2015 - 8:27 pm)
So. I wake up and see Agent Nightcat chasing DNA around with a knife. This is surprising, and so is the fact that I am suddenly tele- and electrokinectic. So I take matters into my own hands. "Okay! Agent, this is the last straw! There will be consequences!" I yell. "We are all going ona.... road trip to LV!" "NOOOOO!!! Please don't coop me up in the car for nine hours with the likes of her!" Agent says.
Five minutes later we are driving across the interstate. In the back was the stuff, then DNA with Agent, and I was driving because I could as a Chatterboxer. "I have to go to the bathroom!" DNA said. "Well why didn't you go before?!" Agent and I yelled at the same time. "I didnt have to go then!!" DNA whined, and burst into tears.
(March 21, 2015 - 12:50 pm)
Gosh, am I lucky I have wings.
As I fly over the interstate, I spot a stripy station wagon veering back and forth in its lane. Swooping low so as to look in the sunroof, I notice two alter egoes fighting each other tooth and nail, a CBer driver attempting to get them to pipe down, and a very unpleasant smell. The stench is so overpowering to my sensitive dragon nose that I concentrate more on waving my talons frantically in front of my snout than on flying. Unfortunately, this means I am spinning out of control...
...Until I take over to keep Di from crashing into the road, instead falling right through the sunroof of the station wagon and on top of Agent Nightcat. Bad idea, that, to fall on top of Agent. She immediately screams and starts clawing at me with several mechanical pencils. "Ow! Ow! Agent, stop that! It's Curio!!" This causes her to claw even harder, and I have no choice but to dig that iron shield out of Di's duffel and hold it up in self-defense, breaking the pencils. When the figurative dust clears, Somebody (the driver) is still yelling at us to please shut up and quit attacking each other, DNA has quietly buckled me into the middle seat between herself and Nightcat and stowed my stuff in the back, and Agent...well, Agent is the epitome of "not a happy camper."
Guess I'm going to Vegas a different way.
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By the way, Di is short for Disreputable Dragon.
Koda says uatv. No, Koda, you are sorely mistaken; I am not and never was a TV!
(March 21, 2015 - 5:53 pm)
For a side note, Squeak's actual name is Bradey. (Bra-de) Danie's is Danielle.
Danie ~
I type on the keyboard, finishing my post for the Harry Potter rp. Squeak is across from me, typing on another computer.
"Oh my gosh!" Squeak screams. I turn around and gasp as I watch Squeak... Get mouse ears.
"What the heck?" I race toward Squeak, who seems to be also getting a tail.
"Danielle, what's happening?!" Squeak screeches.
"No cl-" I feel something on my hips, and watch as I somehow magically get a belt. And a raygun. And combat boots. "Bradey, does this remind you--?"
"Chatterbox! But does that..." Squeak groans.
"Tehe. I also got my chatterbox personality." I load my raygun.
"You're so creative." Squeak says sarcastically.
"And it looks like you got your personality, too!" I chuckle.
"Wait, do the other cbers have this too?" Squeak clicks on Chirp at Cricket. Posts load the screen, saying stuff like, "My alter ego is here!" or "I got my chatterbox powers!".
"Yup, it looks like it." I sigh. "Look, I have this feeling we need to find the others."
"They live in other states! Really!" Squeak grumbles.
"We have cb powers. We can get there by car."
"Get where?" Squeak raises his hand to the ceiling. I smirk and click on Down to Earth again.
"Look at this post." I click on the latest thread.
Everyone get To Las Vegas. I got this feelin' in my gut that something is gonna happen there.
"That's all the post?" Squeak asks.
"It looks like it. Come on, let's do this."
Squeak~
I ruffle my dirty blond hair, feeling my mouse ears quietly. Danie is humming, crashing into fences as we drive toward LV.
I look at myself through the car mirror. I look exactly how I thought my cb self looked like.
A sword that looks like a needle, a black cape, gray pants, gray shirt, brown combat boots.
"Hey Squeak, do ya think you can turn into a mouse?" Danie smirks.
"Yeah." I squeeze my eyes shut and think, mouse.
At first, it feels a bit strange. However, after a few seconds, I few... Puny. I look at myself again.
Large gray ears, brown eyes, black cape, needle sword, brown combat boots.
"See?" I squeak, falling on my face when the car jerks again.
"Yeah, I see ya. Lookie here, we're almost there!" Danie speeds the car up, crashing into some bushes near the city.
"So, I guess we stop here." I climb out of the car, and brush my legs.
"I have no idea why we are acting so calmly about this." Danie says.
"We have cb personalities. In CB, anythin' can happen." I turn back into human.
"Hey, who's that?... A DRAGON?!" Danie races toward a car in the distance.
"Must been 'nother cber," I call out toward her.
"Who're you?" one of them asks.
"Uh... Danie. And Squeak," Danie replies.
"Danie and Squeak?! From cb? I'm Somebody."
"Who's Somebody? Sorry, forgot half of the cbers," I whisper at Danie.
"She's a bit new. Has two alter egos named Nightcat and DNA," Danie whispers back.
"You're Curio, right?" I straighten back up, smiling. The dragon nods its head.
(March 21, 2015 - 9:02 pm)
I sit typing out a post, when suddenly I notice I'm wearing an ice dress.
I look down, only to find my hair has whitened and I'm a frost elf. My staff appears nearby.
"That's queer," I say aloud, but by now I've assumed it's a dream.
Suddenly a pie flies by my face.
I whirl around to see a girl in a purple Zorro mask, a black velvet cape, and a very musketeer-ish black and purple outfit. I dodge some more pies with my telekinesis and water elemental powers. She looks exactly like me, except with black hair and violet eyes.
I notice a new post: COME TO VEGAS
I shrug and get in the car, MP following.
(March 21, 2015 - 10:06 pm)
I wake up in the morning and cover my ears with a pillow.
Why? Because I'm hearing this:
"PREPARE TO FACE THE VEGGIES!!!"
"I MUST KEEP UP MY APPEARANCE!"
"ST.OWL! HELP! SHE'S GONNA STAB ME!"
All just a dream, all just a dream, I assure myself. Your alter egos are not real.
And then I pinch myself. It hurts.
I stand up for the first time, and my first thought is: Hey, I wouldn't mind staying like this.
First off, I have wings. Great big white wings that fly behind me.
Second, I have a bunch of owls flocked around me. I pet one and it doesn't resist.
Third, I have this supercool necklace in the shape of an owl. I touch it, and I realize-- I am now a Great Horned Owl.
I turn back into a human.
"All right, guys," I say to my alter egos. "First of all, keep it down. Second, while we still can let's go somewhere!"
"LA!" says Devil Owl.
"Naw, Carribbian!" says Saint Owl.
"Ireland!" I say.
But then, because it's basically my custom, I go on the CB.
"Why are you doing that?" groans Devil Owl. "Hang out with us!"
I ignore him. I've just seen a post saying Come to LV!
We fly there.
"Somebody!" I say, as Saint Owl says "Agent Nightcat!" and Devil Owl says "DNA!"
We run up and shake hands. (no idea what would happen next)
(March 22, 2015 - 8:25 am)
"Well, we're in LV. Now what?" I say.
"Prepare to meet your doom!" Agent yells, chasing Devil Owl around the place. Saint is attacking DNA. I look at St. Owl. "Let's play the sane counterpart," I say. "Agent!!! DNA!!!" Get over here before we leave for the amusement parks without you!" DNA's immediate reaction is "OOH! AMUSEMENT PARKS?!?! I am THERE!!!" Agent's reaction is "Well, I will follow my prey." Devil and Saint's reactions are similar. "Well, get in the car then," I say. "But the Night Watchers have to be together to plot!" Agent says. Devil and DNA said that they needed together too. "I can take them in my car..." I say uncertainly. "I mean, I have an enchantment on my car so it holds as much as I want without the outside changing..." "Yes, but if we put them in the same car, they will be attacking each other in fifteen seconds flat," St. says. "Besides we can fly." She is right. I get out the hoverboards and toss one to everyone who needs it. Agent hits DNA over the head with it when she thinks I'm not looking."Agent Nightcat!" I say sharply.
Five minutes later we are soaring over LV. The alter egos are happy. I see pies flying all over, and hear snippets of conversation that could only be Agent and Saint's, judging by "ambush them on a ride" and "terrified screams". St. spots a sign that says "largest indoor rollercoaster" and all the AEs are suddenly begging, threatening, cajoling, etc. to go.
(March 22, 2015 - 10:59 am)
I wake up to my room in an absolute disaster. How's that even possible? I just cleaned last night! And why's it so cold? It should be springtime! I look out my window, complete with shredded curtains, and do a double take.
I'm in the North Pole, and running across the tundra, screaming like a maniac, is Candy KING.
I sigh, pull on a parka (where did tha come from?) and reach into its pocket, pretty sure I know what's in there but wanting to make sure.
Yep. My future-telling sapphire, blue and sparkly as ever.
"Candy KING! Get yourself together!" I yell after my alter ego as I fly out the door. I grab my iPad as I run and go onto the Chatterbox. Just as I suspected, a whole wave of posts fills the CaC and DtE, all saying things like "Help! My alter ego's on the loose!" and "Whoa! Since when can I fly?!" Except for one. That one says "Go to LV. I have a feeling something big's gonna happen there."
I wrangle Candy KING and pick up the phone with a polar bear case that I never knew I had.
"Hello? Is this the RMS Tiny? I need to sail to the US, please," I speak into the phone. A second later, a huge cruise ship zooms up to the shore. I hop on, pulling Candy KING with me, who seems to be muttering something about "not enough Thin Mints." We're there in a flash, and I jump into an igloo-like car that just happened to conveniently appear. Then we speed away to Las Vegas, Candy KING eating a giant bag of Nerds at an alarming rate.
All of a sudden, our igloo car pulls in next to another, filled with a cat-human thing, a dragon, and other crazy creatures.
"Curio? Agent Nightcat? DNA? Somebody? Squeak? Danie? Guys, is that YOU?" I ask, shocked.
"Yeah, who're you?" asks Squeak. Then he sees Candy KING next to me, screaming incomprehendably. "Carolion King, right?" I nod, wondering if this day can possibly get any crazier.
Apparently it can, because an animal that looks like a giant tan pom-pom with ears, a tail, and eyes suddenly jumps into my lap. "Clyde?" I ask, dumbfounded. "Kcbp," he replies.
(March 22, 2015 - 11:30 am)
The amusement park is a complete disaster. The Night Watchers are attacking the HUVS... I forget what comes next on the rollercoaster, Candy KING is raiding the candy shops, etc. etc. The alter dogs then start fighting like... what fights yelling things like CANDY!!! and UNCRUSTABLESS!!!! while morphing into various things? I have no idea. There is only one punishment horrible enough to work for this. "Attention all alter egos!" I yell over the loudspeaker. "For your imbecilic behavior, we will be taking a ROAD TRIP, in one car, across the country. On March 30. Meanwhile, we sane counterparts will book a hotel."
Everybody must be signed up and at whichever hotel we decide on by March 30. Otherwise you will be left behind.
(March 22, 2015 - 1:27 pm)
Squeak~
I nod my head.
"Does Danie count as an Alter Ego?" I ask.
"No! Unlike Alter egos, I'm an actual person!" Danie snarls.
"HEY!" All the alter egos reply.
"Urg, I can't wait until March 30." I growl. Danie grabs her raygun, presses a button, and turns me into a purple unicorn.
"When did you have that power?!" Somebody asks.
"Ask Brookeira." I reply.
(March 22, 2015 - 2:51 pm)
I sigh with relief. Getting rid of Candy KING will be heavenly. I mean, the alter ego's already gotten himself chased down by some very angry candy store owners, almost squashed flat by a car, and herb chased down by a lawsuit agent for "copying Candyland."
"Sooo...whose car should the alter egos ride in? Not mine, please." I say.
"Not mine."
"I'm not letting the alter egos anywhere near mine."
"Me either."
I sigh. Looks like the alter egos will have to get there own car. And that's sure to go well.
(March 22, 2015 - 4:34 pm)
And even though I'm too late to join, I am reading the RMS Tiny post.
(March 22, 2015 - 7:40 pm)
I think I will join.
Lyra
(March 22, 2015 - 12:21 pm)
Suddenly I appear with MP next to the others.
"MASKED PIESTER!" "BROOKEIRA!" everyone shouts. AN and SO growl angrily.
"To answer your question," I tell them, "we were on the R.M.S Humbug/Tiny."
They all nod knowingly.
(TWO MIN. LATER)
Pies are everywhere, some frozen. Danie is holding a pikachu doll. Masked Piester is atop a levitating chandelier. Squeak is still a unicorn. Etc.
(March 22, 2015 - 4:04 pm)
"Hey guys!" I say. "I found a great hotel for us to stay in! It has indoor heating and a pool and individual rooms!"
"Squeak pays," says Danie quickly. The purple unicorn looks annoyed. It runts something. Danie presses a button and Squeak says, "I'm a unicorn! I don't have money!"
"What are yoyu talking about, a unicorn?" says Danie. "You're a human!"
Squeak rolls his eyes and walks in to pay.
When he comes out Danie turns him into a unicorn.
"...Guys," says Somebody quickly. "Do you realize how quiet the alter egos are being?"
We look around. They disappeared.
"Hey! So did my super-enhanced car!" Somebody gripes.
Curio flies after them. I follow.
Agent is at the wheel, also battling Devil Owl. Saint Owl and DNA are fighting in the trunk. Candy KING is running around like a lunitic and causing a pandemonium.
"What do you guys think you're doing?!" I say.
Saint Owl blushes. "Going on a road trip. Like Somebody told us to do."
"THAT WAS AFTER WE GOT EVERYTHING SORTED OUT!" I... yell/growl/say in annoyance. Curio blows fire for emphasis.
(March 22, 2015 - 7:47 pm)
The sane counterparts are thoroughly ticked. Somebody springs over and the sanes battle us. We put up a terrific fight. Then Somebody puts her okay-time-for-desperate-measures face on. She throws a gas mask everyone but us the alter egos. I'm confused at first, then see her opening the canister.
A soft green gas, a sickly sweet smell, and everything goes black.
(Commence dramatic music)
(March 22, 2015 - 11:15 pm)