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"Real" RP. AGAI
"Real" RP. AGAIN.
So, I started this a while ago, but then the, um, "Incident with AEs" happened and it all got messed up. Pretty much the same thing. To recap: you wake up in the morning and have your CB appearance/powers/alter ego(s) (if any). Then you go on CB, see a lot of posts that say stuff like "AAHHH MY ALTER EGOS ARE RUNNING AROUND IN REAL LIFEEEEEE" and "GO TO LAS VEGAS" so you do. Go to Las Vegas, that is. And we hang out.
I'm not very good at plotlines so I will leave it to you. Charrie forms are not necessary as we already know one another.
submitted by Somebody, age Who cares, Secret HQ... 4 now
(April 26, 2015 - 8:49 pm)
(April 26, 2015 - 8:49 pm)
"WE'RE GOING ON A TRIP, IN OUR FAVORITE ROCKETSHIP!" Squeak sings.
"ZOOMING THROUGH THE SKY," I sing back.
"LITTLE EINSTEINS!"
"COME ABOARD GET READY TO EXPLORE."
"THERE'S SO MUCH TO-" Squeak stops, looking at the sky. "Danie... There's a dragon. Two, actually."
"Uhh... Think, any cbers that are dragons?"
"Curious. And obvious Shadow Dragon." Squeak replies simply. We get out of the car.
"SHADDDOOOWWWW!!! CURIOUSSSSS!!!"
"OVER 'ERE! IT'S SQUEAK AND DANIE!!!" The dragons, who have seemed to finally notice us, fly toward us.
"Squeak?! Danie?!"
"The one and only." I puff up my chest.
"Yo, can we ride on your backs? You are a bit faster," Squeak asks.
"Sure, I guess," Shadow answers. I climb onto her back, while Squeak joins Curious on Di's back.
"Let's go see if we can find the others!" Squeak smiles.
After a half hour, we spot a few people in the distance.
"Hey, that looks like Baelfire!"
"And that's Somebody!" the dragons swoop toward them.
"Yo! Brooke and Somebody, hello!" Danie greets the pokemon.
"So, a part of CB found, and a lot more ta go. And also, does any1 know who posted the Las Vegas comment?"
(May 2, 2015 - 11:08 pm)
*highfives Booksy Owlsy* Come on, let's show them that AEs can coexist with CBers!
(May 2, 2015 - 11:25 pm)
Air~
I'm biking down the extremely-solarpunk-looking road when I see St.Owl come up next to me. Or I think it's St.Owl. She's not quite as I picture her: she's got a white (dusty now) dress, wings, glasses, and her AEs in tow: one with a color scheme of black and neon purple and the other a blonde with camouflage clothing. She's carrying a backpack that looks full of books, as does mine.
"St.Owl?" I call.
She looks up and runs over. "Air, right?"
"That's me," I smile. "Are you heading to Las Vegas?"
"Yeah. My AE's..." she gestures to the two other girls "kind of came to life. As you could probably see on CB."
"I... I don't have AEs. But I woke up with all this stuff that I use on CB." I open my backpack and show her my tictac gun, solarpunk tablet, and cyborg librarian book. "It's weird, because I don't think anything else from anyone else's RPs is coming to life, just AEs. So that's why I'm going."
I flip open another book, the Hitchhiker's Guide to CB. It seems to have more entries now; if I open to the end, I see not CB definitions and tutorials but a map: to Las Vegas.
"Let's go," I say.
"We can travel together?" asks St.Owl.
"Yes! It will be better. And CBers are like magnets -- maybe we can pick up some others." We keep going.
(May 2, 2015 - 11:39 pm)
(You just gave me the best idea ever. If this could happen in real life, I would do it all the time.)
Brooke and Somebody shrug.
"No clue." MP shuffles through her backpack. "Well, if we get settled in at Las Vegas, we could go find some spinning wheel and start throwing pies at Squeak."
"Good idea," I reply, while Squeak shakes his head.
As we ride on the dragons, all of us managing to fit on them, I think of something.
"Hey, since we are our cb selves, don't you think we can get rp stuff? Like, if we just think of an rp or a character, it will just *poof* be right there?"
"Sure, why do you ask?"
"Because I want to bring a certain rp character into this situation."
"Oh no," Squeak groans.
(May 3, 2015 - 11:01 am)
"Hi Curious! Hi Disreputable! Hi Shadow! Hi Silvery! Hi Danie! Hi Squeak!" I yell.
They land. "Need a lift?" Shadow asks.
"I'm almost done with the turbo boosters," I say.
"Then who was driving?"
"Hey, are you saying I can't multitask?"
"Nothing about this seems bizarre to you?" Squeak asks, changing the subject.
"Oh, very!" I reply. "It's just that I'm very well known for being able to handle entirely bizarre situations calmly and rationally, because C'est La Vie for you."
Just then I hear a loud bicycle ring as the road turns solarpunk. I turn around and see Air and the Owls. "Finally! I was wondering when you'd show up," I say. "Well, I have to finish the turbo boosters. Want one, Air?"
Air agrees, I finish the turbo boosters and we head out. It must look really weird. Three dragons, two of which have riders, an oversized owl, a part-saint, a human-owl hybrid clutching an encyclopedia and a huge silver moth are following a souped-up bicycle and car ride into Las Vegas.
ENTRIES CLOSED IN THREE DAYS
(May 3, 2015 - 12:13 pm)
Drring... My alarm clock rings, and I pull myself from my bed. Except my bed is... different. What?
"Mom! Dad!" I call.
No answer. What?! I look around. Everything around me has changed! I go to the bookshelf... and on it is my book that writes itself. And my time slower! CB stuff! I open my book, and in it I find a map of Las Vegas, and a note that says: "Go to Las Vegas". Well... I don't really want to, but at the moment it seems like I have no other choice. So, I gather up my books and notebooks into a bookbag, get on a scooter, and slide away. Some would be excited. I'm NOT! I'm scared! Who knows whats going to happen there? Scootering to Las Vegas, all alone, is not my idea of fun. Oh, if only I could meet someone else!
(May 3, 2015 - 11:49 am)
I wake up and dragon girl and grumpy Katniss are in my room . My room is partly on fire because dragon girl sneezed. I packed most of my stuff and left .
(May 3, 2015 - 1:32 pm)
THIS TIME IT SHALL NOT DIIIIIE!!!!!!,
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When I wake up, something's off. I left my windows open last night, seeing as it's now summertime-ish weather. So why isn't a nice, warm breeze coming in? And why can I see my breath? And what is that--
"CAAAAAAAAANDY!!!!!!" comes a shout, and I duck as a peppermint the size of a Frisbee flies at my head. There would be only one possible explanation for all this, but even that would be impossible. "Am I in the CB world?" I mutter.
Instantly I feel something glowing in my pocket. I take it out to find it say future-telling sapphire, glowing a "yes." I immediately jump onto the laptop that's magically somehow on my desk, and go onto the CB. As I suspected, the very first thread is filled with posts of "AHHHH! My AE'S are in my room!!" and such. Except for the last one.
It reads, "Go to LV."
"Candy KING! Get over here!" I call. My crazy alter ego runs in happily, peppermint crown slipping off of his golden hair. I look at how old he looks, then at how old I look. Woooooow. I'm, like, a fourteen year old. And so's he. Sure, this was how I envisioned us, but seeing myself so old is weird. "YoU CallEd?!!!!" Candy KING asks.
"We're going on a trip."
"YaaaY! To wheRe! On wHat!" Even his questions sound more like shouts.
"To LA, on my huskie sled."
"Wait, buT wouLdn't wE haVe to gO ovEr Water?"
"It's the CB! It's MAGICAL!" I snap.
(May 3, 2015 - 5:53 pm)
However, soon it all descends into chaos as my alter egos and I organize a Tau Cult, and Shadow and Silvery disagree, and we start an all-out WAR.
(May 3, 2015 - 8:38 pm)
KEEP THE BATTLE ON THE BATTLEFIElD.
Please and thank you very much.
I don't want to see a good RP ruined because the battle got off the battlefield
(May 4, 2015 - 2:59 pm)
(May 3, 2015 - 10:43 pm)
"Wooow, this is sweet," I whisper, hovering through Ceasar's Castle.
"'Ceasars Castle is a hotel," Feather says, flipping through her encyclopedia, "In Los Vegas. It looks like a castle.' Is that it?! My encyclopedia only gives obvious information?!"
"No, it's just that there's nothing interesting here," Dev grubles. "The statues are too big to knock over."
"They're solarpunk glass," I point out. Dev flies at one and gets his beak twisted up. "Silly owl. Let me fix that." With a wave of my hand, I right his beak. "Wow. This is awesome. I have healing powers too!"
"Well, I just want somewhere to turn in! It isn't easy flying across the country on these wings, you know!" Feather grumbles.
"Fine," I reply. "Shall we go to check-ins?"
"Do you have a reservation?" the clerk asks.
"Nope!" Somebody replies.
"Do you have.... 18 thousand dollars?" the clerk asks.
"Nope!" Air replies.
"No room then. Get out!"
Volcano, Shifting, and Dev attack at the same time. When they're done, the clerk is... pretty worse for wear.
"All right, let's get some rooms!!!" Shifting says.
"I call a window bed!" Dev shouts.
"I wanted the window bed! So I can read by moonlight!" shouts Feather.
"What, so you can memorize the next edition of Oxfard's Dictionary?"
"Exactly!"
"Stupid. Who needs dictionaries?"
"Without words, how would we communicate?"
"Owl sounds!!!" With that, Dev emits crazy sounds that can only be heard by owl ear. Which, unfortunately, includes me and Feather.
"STOOOP QUIRRELING!!!" I shout. "We'll find a room with two windows so you can both have what you want. Kepesh???"
"Kepesh," Dev sighs. Of course, he wanted a fight.
(May 4, 2015 - 6:54 pm)
Then Shifting realizes something.
"None of the rooms have non-corporeal beds!" she whines. Then she realizes she can just summon one and is happy. Then she summons room keys for everyone. "From the room key dimension!" she says. Then we look at the concierge thingy. "Wow! 200 floors! I call room 20021!" I yell. Shifting and Volcano follow me up the glass elevator. It passes two rooms a second, and so it took it 100 seconds, or 1 2/3 minutes, to get up, which was fine by me because I love elevator rides. Then I room key room 20021.
Shifting wolf whistles.
There are three beds, a 30"x50" HDTV with 2100 channels, a PS4 (complete with DIII and Destiny), and a superfast computer. The bathroom is big and fancy. The walk-in closet has a coffee machine with only the finest coffee. AND there's a chandelier.
"Ooh! I wanna swing from the CHANDELIER!" Volcano yells. She does, and that looks fun, so I join in. Shifting swings too.
Then Volcano climbs up higher. "OOOH, what's this do?" she opens a caribeaner and the chandelier falls down until my feet almost touch the ground. "Open the window!" Volcano shouts. "It won't open!" Shifting wails. "That's 'cause you're drifting right through it!" I say, hopping down and opening the window. Then Volcano opens the door and jumps back on. I grab the chandelier with my alter egos on it just as my pets burst through the doorframe and get on. I pull the chandelier back until it's touching the wall. "You ready?" I ask. "Mm-hm!" Shifting says. "BORN ready!" Volcano says. I put on Chandelier by Sia, then let go and jump on.
The chandelier swings out the open window as we sing along. "IIIIIIII'M GOING TO SWIIIIIIING FROM THE CHANDELIIIEEER! FROM THE CHANDELIIIEEER!!" The cars rush 200 stories below us. We swing back and push off from the wall. "HOLDING ON FOR TONIGHT! ON FOR TONIGHT!!!!" It's exhilarating. "MASKED PIESTER WOULD LOVE THIS!!!" Volcano yells. "ACTUALLY, JUST ABOUT ALL THE ALTER EGOS WOULD LOVE THIS!!!"
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Shifting~
"The sane counterparts, pets and I are going out," Somebody says. "Please don't demolish the hotel. Well, see ya!" She leaves.
Volcano laughs evilly.
Then she picks up the phone and dials. "Hi guys! It's Volcano!"
"And Shifting!" I add. I'll switch to transcript now.
Volcano: The sane counterparts have gone out, so we have the run of the hotel! Come over, it's a matter of... *dramatic pause* CHANDELIERS.
Devil: *over phone* Then dial MP!
Volcano: Didn't I? Oh no, I didn't! *dials Masked's room*
Baelfire: *over phone* Hello, this is Baelfire, how can I help you?
Shifting: *mouthing* Prank call, prank call!
Volcano: This is Ace Appliance, is your mini fridge running?
Baelfire: *cautiously* *over phone* Yeees...
Volcano: GO CATCH IT!!!!
Alter egos: *over phone* *laugh hysterically*
Devil: And put MP on, it's a matter of chandeliers!
On Baelfire and Masked's end: *shove* AAH! *click*
Masked: *over phone* Masked Piester here! Did you say something about chandeliers??
Volcano: Yeah! Come over! It'll be fun! And nuts! We'll prank call people and swing from chandeliers!
On everyone else's end: *click*
Volcano: Hello? Hello?
Back to normal.
Then there is a pound on the door. Volcano opens it.
There stand Masked, Devil, and Candy KING.
I smile and summon pie, Mountain Dew, candy, and vegetables to load Devil's blaster. Then I summon a non-corporeal MP3 player and put on music. Loud music, as we swing from the chandelier throwing pie.
Then we prank call a bunch of people.
After that, Volcano grabs some spray paint and says, "Vandalism, anyone?"
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Soon, the wall of that lot is covered with messages such as "I AM THE ORIGINAL", "BUUUUUUUURRNNNNN", and "CAAAAAAAAANNNNNDDYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!". We keep adding, having so much fun that we don't notice the cars. They pull up.
Men in white suits climb out. "Who are these jokers?" Masked asks, but there's a hint of nervousness in her voice.
"We're Supernatural, Paranormal And Extraterrestrial Control," one of them says. "You have been determined to be supernatural and paranormal. Therefore, you are a threat to the public. We're taking you into custody."
They throw a small metal thing onto the ground and put respirators on.
It starts to spew green gas.
"Uh-oh," Volcano says.
"That's putting it mildly," I reply.
We all black out.
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Somebody~
"I'm back!" I yell. Silence. Huh. I look around the room. They're gone! Then I spot a trail of singed carpet and candy. I run, following the trail.
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I call up Brookeira, St. Owl, and Carolion. "Do you guys notice an absence?"
"Yeah.... Devil Owl's gone!" St. says.
"Where's Candy KING?" Carolion asks.
"And I can't find MP!" Brookeira cries.
"Well... Volcano and Shifting are missing too. I followed their trail to some graffiti. I think all of them went.
"But that's where the trail goes cold. The one clue is a gas canister. I had MIRIS analyze it, and it's sedative."
"So you mean..." St. Owl sounds nervous.
"Yes. I think they've been kidnapped."
DUN DUN DUUUUUN! CLIFFHANGER!!!
(May 4, 2015 - 10:30 pm)
"Ooh, boy," I groan. "Of course the AAs are going to go and get themselves caught by... by... um, what did they get caught by?"
At that moment, Feather appears. Helpfully, for once.
"Reasons to kidnap Alter Egos...." she whispers, flipping through her encyclopedia. "Ah! Here we are! 'Supernatural, Paranormal, and Extraterrestrial Control (SPEC) is a patrol that goes around capturing supernatural, paranormal, or extraterrestrial things.' I can't believe I'm saying this, but this book is dumb. 'They usually kidnap their victims with a green gas called SPECtrum and then bring them to their base, where they run tests on them.' Uhh, St.Owl, are we extraterrestrial?"
"Well," I reply, "Brook's a frost elf druid, and we have wings and other saintlike stuff. Pretty obvious we're not normal. And Somebody and Carolion both have awesome powers that if shown will be classified as Supernatural or Paranormal."
"And Shifting, Volcano, and I are extraterrestrial because we come from the Continuity!" Somebody exclaims.
"Yeah. So what should we do?!" Feather is obviously at her breaking point.
I glance at the others. "To me, the best point of action is to get ourselves captured."
(May 5, 2015 - 5:26 pm)
Somebody~
"Okay, St. Owl," I say, "I'm trying to be mature and not immediately shoot down your idea. But it sounds... really terrible."
"Well do you have a better idea?" she asks. Silence on all four ends. "I didn't think so."
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"I am really, REALLY regretting agreeing with you," I say to St.
The SPEC cars drive up. "We're--"
"Supernatural, Paranormal, and Extraterrestrial Control, we are a threat to the public, blush blah blah, there," Feather interrupts.
(May 5, 2015 - 9:23 pm)