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Chatterbox City RP!
Chatterbox City RP!
So I had this weird idea-- Chatterbox City! All the CBers live in a city (as do the admins, and you guys can write too if you like) and we all already know each other and we have to team up to save the city from, I don't know, evil vampires or something. You don't have to live in a house in the "city"; you can live in a cave or a cloud or a secret HQ. and there's a building in the center which is like the Admin Center. Also, there is a Starbucks, a Whole Foods, and a Chipotle. You guys can add thinhgs if you like.
submitted by Somebody, age Who cares, Various places
(April 7, 2015 - 11:44 am)
(April 7, 2015 - 11:44 am)
Shadow~
I hear a faint voice yelling, "Whatever your name is! Are you alright?!" Then, "Get back! He's got the virus!" I want to call to the voice, My name is Shadow, I am not alright and I'm a SHE! But I can't move and I can't speak. Then I slowly slip back into darkness.........
I wake up in a cold, dark cell lighted with flashes of light from the glowing numbers darting across my scales. There is nothing but blackness and silence and stone walls all around me. The blackness doesn't bother me, the walls and silence does.
"Hello" says a voice over loudspeakers, "Welcome to th Dark One's jail"
Dark? I wonder. They don't even know what dark is........
A whisper breaks the silence. "Hello?" I was startled. I realise it comes from someone on the oher side of the wall. "Who is it?" I ask.
"It's me, Hot Air Ballon"
"What are you doing here?"
"Same as you, I have no idea."
"We need to get out of here."
"Admin #2 is in the cell beside me. She won't talk and we can't leave with out her. Beisides there is no way out as far as I can see."
"Quiet, I hear something," I say.
I listen hard. Then, in the silence I hear soft foot steps walking to my cell.............
(April 25, 2015 - 7:06 pm)
I walk up to the cells. My plan in mind, my dagger in hand, I'm ready as I'll ever be. I see Admin 2, Shadow Dragon, Danie, and Squeak in the cells.
"How did you get out of your cell?" Sqeuak asks me.
"I joined their side." I say sounding pretty certain. "I'm suposed to be checking on you-- the derps told me to-- but I might just do more.." I notice out of the cornor of my eye the derps watching me. I can't mess this up. I look into Danie's eyes and try to send her the message. The derps have powers to send telepathic messages, and they haven't taught me yet, but I'm a good observer. Trust me. I'm on your side. I never quit. Hang tight, I have a plan. I'll never join their side, as much as it seems so. Please trust me. I send this message to them and hope it worked.
"Savvy... you... please don't join their side!" Admin 2 finally said something, and for a milisecond I thought maybe the message didn't work,but then I see her wink at the end and I feel relieved. It worked!! Yay! I think.
"Silence! My choice is final!" I say with a fake authority in my tone.
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"Good job with that." A derp said to me after I walked out of the Dark One's Jail.
"Thanks." I smile, butnot for the reasons the derps might have thought I'd be smiling.
"And by 'Good job', I mean good job with the telepathic message. But not good enough. Take her away!" My eyes widened and my face fell. They knew. And now I was going to the Dark One's Jail.
"You think you're going to the Dark One's Jail?" A derp said. I guess they could read my mind. He chuckled. "No, you're going to a place much, much worse."
(April 26, 2015 - 9:31 am)
I shudder in the stakeout ditch dug close to the Dark One's Jail. For a split second, I can feel Savvy. Her telepathic presence is fervent, desperate, and I can tell something's gone wrong, but before I can ask she screams into my head, Firefly, guys! Firef- The connection snaps as she abruptly loses concentration. It's enough, though. Firefly is the codeword we worked out for "I've been captured, mission is a failure." Oh great bantha dung, her ruse didn't work! What kind of stuff lives in there? Insidious Omniscient Eggplant Monsters or some such thing?!
Then a streak like an ice blue meteor shoots across the sky toward us. It's a Sending from Brookeira! And its news is NOT GOOD. After confirmation that we are indeed "the Dragons Curious and Disreputable," the ball of blue light continues in Brookeira's voice, "What we feared has come to pass. The COOCAI has been stolen. Carolion saw the whole thing: a hooded figure caught her by surprise with a nasty Paralysis, then tried to pick up the orb from where it had fallen from Carolion's fingers, at which point both figure and orb disappeared with a bang and a burst of light. However, we would have felt it if the COOCAI had been destroyed or left the CB City borders. Apparently the orb effected a powerful Teleport to somewhere else in the city when it was touched by someone hostile. We've launched a massive search effort to find the orb before that guy in the hood can get it out of the city. We need you back here as fast as you can!" The Sending fizzles out, its message delivered.
Without another word, Di and I launch ourselves into the air. No energy-saving glides or slow silent stalking! If, during a time like this, Brookeira requires all speed, then all speed she will get!
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Koda says odia. Who's Odia? A captcha friend of yours?
(April 26, 2015 - 9:34 pm)
Shifting Sands~
"What are you doing?" I ask Volcano. She is mixing what looks like chili powder into what looks like off-white putty. She pours an amber liquid into it. "This is my secret recipe for the Ultra Awesome Showy Hollywood Destructive Fireball!" she says. Her eyes are dangerously shining, the way they always do when she is handling highly dangerous, volatile explosives.
WARNING! AHEAD IS A DANGEROUS COMBINATION OF EXPLOSIVES. VOLCANO FLAME IS A TRAINED PROFESSIONAL. DO NOT, I REPEAT DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME. I AM BEING 100% SERIOUS. DON'T TRY IT AT HOME UNLESS YOU WANT TO BE DEAD OR IN JAIL. YOU KNOW WHAT, I'M GOING TO BLEEP THEM.
So it's an explosive then. "What goes in?" I ask. "PROMISE not to tell?!" Volcano says. "Why would I?" I ask. She smiles, evidently satisfied. "So, for the destructive blast, there's some [bleep] in here. Now I'll add some [bleep], or [bleep], for more blast power." She pours in something that looks like brown sugar crystals when it dries. "Now for showiness to create a nice fireball, we have some [bleep] to make it awesome and [bleep] to fuel it."
I raise my non-corporeal eyebrows. "Have you considered a career as a professional arsonist?"
She looks at me, horrified. "ARE YOU KIDDING?! That would take all the fun out of it!"
"Okay, okay, so what are you going to do with it?"
"Don't tell Somebody, but I'm going to get a few other willing CBers and alter egos and bust the prisoners out of jail!"
"Volcano Flame the Ignited of the Fire Realm, that is a completely crazy, reckless, hopeless, absurd, STUPID idea."
She looks at me with a pouty look on her face and opens her mouth to yell at me.
"Which is why I am TOTALLY in. As Albert Einstein said, 'If at first an idea is not absurd, there is no hope for it."
The anger on her face turns to joy as she squeals like EVE did in WALL-E and tries to hug me, failing because of corporeality issues.
I summon enough weapons to furnish an army.
"Nos Vadum Victum!" I cry. "Latin for 'We shall conquer!'"
"Nos Vadum Victum!" Volcano repeats, lifting her bucket of Ultra Awesome Showy Hollywood Destructive Fireball mix.
(April 26, 2015 - 7:14 pm)
I heard a loud bang and whirled around. There was a hooded figure with- THE ORB?! I didn't know what had happened, but it couldn't be good. I pointed a finger. "Hold it down!" The wave of spiders by my side rushed forward and immediately began to spin a web around the hooded figure. I frantically scrabbled at my communicator. "SOMETHING'S GOT THE ORB! My troops are holding it down for now, but I don't think spider silk will hold much longer."
(April 27, 2015 - 8:46 am)
Ignore the taxi post! Thank you!
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I exit the van. The rest of the search party has already gotten out, and are in the city somewhere. I have no idea where I am. I'm worried. I haven't heard from anyone in a while, especially Maple. I never knew this part of the city existed. I look around. I dropped my walkie-talkie a while back. I'm really scared. The buildings on this side of town are creepy. I sit down on the curb and start to think.
(April 27, 2015 - 12:37 pm)
I frown. When shifting sands offered the idea of a seach party, I was second to volunteer. Ellie is on the other side of town, and this... This isn't our normal CB city. I gulp. I would rather cur lining up on my bed with a book.
Inkwep trudging through the rocks and rubble. It's quiet.... Too quiet...
Just then a DERP pursts out of the bushes. " another member!" It swueaks in a high pitch. It grabs my Hand and sometime I black out
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"Maple." A voice says " Maple?!"
I am in a cell. I get up from my cot and go to the bars. "Savvy?"
(April 27, 2015 - 6:57 pm)
Savvy~
"Maple.... you're not supposed to be here! You should be in the Dark One's Jail with the rest.... not...." I trailed off. I didn't know where I was. But Maple shouldn't be here.
Seriously?? School?? You interrupt me right there?? Well gtg to school; sorry, post later...
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(April 28, 2015 - 7:06 am)
The admin two looked at me, and I shrug.
"I don't know what to do! Gee, this freaking jail has guards everywhere... I hope Savvy is alright." I glance toward the exit door, and sigh.
"Hmm.... Aha! I have NO CLUE why I didn't think of this before!" Squeak closes his eyes and turns into a mouse.
"Genius, Squeak, Genius!" Shadow exclaims. But I shush her, knowing the Derps may here. Squeak crawls through the bars, and sneaks toward a Derp.
"Hello, Derp! I am a talking mouse, leader of TMO, and we intergalatic officials decided we need those keys you hold in your hand." Squeak points to the keys. The Derp, who seemed to be decided whether or not he was crazy or dreaming, fainted and dropped the keys. Then Squeak grabbed the keys and turned back to human.
"There! C'mon, let's grab Savvy and get out of 'ere." We quietly scrambled across the jail, and Squeak grabbed the Derp's gun thing.
"I think we are sa-OW!" I bang my hip against something sharp. "Oh no..." I watch as Derps rush toward us.
"RUNNNN!!!" Squeak shoots back, and we stumble away. "Go, go GO!!"
(April 28, 2015 - 3:21 pm)
O.T.Rainbow~
I will nver eat salt again. I've tasted too much. Too many tears. Tears that fell out of my eyes because the Orb was stolen. And guess who failed to protect it. I wipe my eyes for the millionth time and look outside to see the city. But it's not the city. At least... Not our city. And you know what. It's gonna be our city again. I stand up.
"Time to get the Orb!"
I am going to reclaim the CB! Reclaim the Cosmic Orb of Creativity and Imagination! Wait. How am I supposed to get the orb??
(April 28, 2015 - 7:37 pm)
Can I join, or am I too late?!?
(April 28, 2015 - 8:36 pm)
You're not exactly late... Just read through it and shove yourself in.
(I just realized you're 15... gosh, that's old.)
(April 28, 2015 - 10:07 pm)
DIS IS CHATTERBOX CITY!! Since everyone lives here, ANYONE can jump in at ANY point! :)
Somebody~
"This doesn't make any SENSE!" I cry. I try AGAIN to tackle the virus, and again fail. I groan and put my head on the table, only to be jerked back up by a loud "FOLLOW ME!"
I look outside and see, surprise of surprises, Frosty the Snowman. Then he crashes into the fence.
"What the..." I say out loud. "It isn't even snowing!"
Then I realize. "SNOW CRASH!" I yelp. "The virus crashes the memory drive and--"
I get to work. Then Frosty looks at the computer just as I'm sending a message, and sends a beam of binary code in that direction.
MIRIS immediately crashes.
"CURSE YOU FROSTY THE SNOWMAAAAAAN!!!" I yell.
(April 28, 2015 - 10:29 pm)
"Anyone? Anyone? This thing in a hood has the Orb! My troops are holding it down, but it's starting to break free! I'm near the library!" I shout into my communicator.
(April 29, 2015 - 9:28 am)
I suddenly feel a chilly breeze blowing my way. A snowflake hits my bare leg. I start to become freezing in my summer PJs: spaghetti strap and shorts. What's going on!? My friend doesn't live here! Why's it snowing in the middle of April?! I think. Just then, I see a bunch of CBers running out of building. "Danie! Squeak! Admin 2!! Oh thank goodness you're okay! Shadow!" "There's no time to talk!" Danie shouts. "Come with us! We have to find your sister!" "So no time for hugs?!" Shadow grabs me and pulls me along.
Gordon says cupo. There's no times for cups, Gordon!
(April 29, 2015 - 10:44 am)