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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)
"Um, yeah. How'd you guess?"
"Encycolpedia!" Feather proudly holds it up.
"Okay. If you'll just stand still for a sec..." The man quickly scans us all. "You"-he points at Somebody- "are extraterrestrial, supernatural, and paranormal. You"- he points at me- "are obviously supernatural and paranormal. You"- he points at Feather- "are obviously supernatural and paranormal. And you"- he points at Carolion- "are not so obviously supernatural and paranormal. It also seems that you all have something called 'alter egos' which we have already captured."
"Was an oversized owl with them?" I ask.
"And two people that come from the Continuity?" Somebody asks.
"Wait, they come from the Continuity?" the guy picks up a walki-talki. "Hey, those two SPEs are from the Continuity. Better move them from that tinfoil ball."
Somebody, Carolion, and I exchange glances.
"And there was a guy screaming about candy..." Carolion probes.
"That were graffitting. Yes, I remember them. So you are related to them? We'd better go."
"Technically, they created us..." Feather mutters.
He forcefully shoves us into the back of his truck. I stand by the bars, watching the scenery.
"Except for the fact that we might kill ourselves on a highly dangerous rescue mission, this is pretty cool!"
Great. Now I'm going crazy.
(May 6, 2015 - 5:08 pm)
I think I will join although I can't promise I will write. I will be able to read the Aleatheomeater and tell lies because I can't do anything else. I meant to join last night.
Lyra-
I wake up to the sounds of birds chirping. The sun is shining in my window and I think it is about 7:30. I grab my clothes and feel a lump in my jacket. I reach into my pocket and pull out a thing wrapoed in black velvet. I feel th excitment growing in my chest as I unfold it and see a glint of gold. I run to my brother's room to show him but when I get there his bed is empty. I go to my mom and dad's room to find it also empty. I run to my computer and google Chatterbox. I see all sorts of posts like " HELP! MY ALTER EGOS ARE IN MY ROOM! At the bottom there is a post in small handwriting that says go to Las Vegas. I pack my bags, run downstairs, and whistle. A few seconds later a white shape comes hurtling through the living room window. I jump on the back of the big polar bear and he runs back out the window. In about fifteen minutes we are outside of town.
(May 5, 2015 - 10:50 am)
"Aww, this looks like an awesome hotel!"
"Yeah," says HAB, always the pessimist, "and it's expensive, too."
"Oh, lighten up a bit, man! It's Vegas! And... I mean... we're real! You're an owl, finally, and I actually exist... how can you NOT enjoy yourself?"
"I don't know, I guess it's an innate ability. But, you're right, I'll try to--"
"Wait, did you just say I'M RIGHT?"
"Ah, shut up. Never mind -- someone has to be the logical one here."
(May 4, 2015 - 7:27 pm)
When I get back to the hotel with the other CBers I find Silvery sulking in the freezer in our room.
"The other AEs had a party, without me."
"Maybe they think you aren't crazy enough." She frowns at me. "Not funny, Shadow."
"Are you going to get out of the freezer?"
"No. Las Vegas is too hot for me."
"Then you can spend the rest of your life in there."
The phone rings. I go and pick it up.
"Hello? This is Somebody. There is an emergency meeting in my hotal room. And is your AE missing?"
"No. Why would she be?"
"Well mine, St.Owl's, Brookeira's and Carolion's are. We think they may have been kidnapped."
"Ok, l'll be right over."
I open the freezer door. "Silvery, we have to go to a meeting." "We? I'm not going to any-" "Oh yes you are. I'll melt the freezer if you don't." "Fine," she grumbles and flies onto my back.
When we get to Somebody's room everyone else is there. "So," says St. Owl, as I walk into the room, "where to look first?" No one knows.
"Any ideas, mothball?"
"THAT IS THE LAST STRAW!" cries Silvery, and she flies out the open window.
"Silvery! Where are you going?" I yell after her. But she is already gone.
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Silvery Ink~
It is hotter outside than I thought. I fly down to a patch of shade. I feel so faint. Just too much heat.
Too. Much. Heat. Can't fly. My head starts to spin. Too much heat. Must get out of heat.
Then everything goes black.
(May 5, 2015 - 8:47 pm)
Air~
I walk back out into the CBer lobby (aka, the lobby that all the CBers' rooms open onto and that we have conquered). No one's there. I frown.
I keep walking, out into a large lot that is randomly on the grounds of the hotel. Suddenly, my eyes are assaulted by a wall that is vibrantly grafittied in... VERY interesting designs. I turn around and notice a small metal canister on the ground, plus some tire treads and a feather. I examine the feather: it's from St.Owl's wings.
"Uh oh," I say.
Where is everyone? I don't know where hotairballoon or Shadow Dragon are, but it looks like everyone else -- and their AEs -- are gone. Maybe I got left behind since... I don't have AEs, I don't have a special CB appearance, I just look like a relatively normal person. Except the solarpunk tile road. But otherwise..."Anyone?" I call.
I turn around the corner, looking. Suddenly, I see a Silvery falling out of the sky from about 10 stories above me. Then, Shadow leaps out a window (that must be where Silvery fell from) and screams "Geronimo!!!"
(May 6, 2015 - 8:36 pm)
Somebody~
The truck door slams.
"Why the school pizza boat did I let you talk me into this?" I ask St. Owl.
"Shut up!" one of the agents in the front says.
"You shut up!" I snap back.
"You are in no position to tell me that!"
"Your FACE is in no position to tell me that. I know for a fact that you picked the lock to your sister's diary when you were six."
Silence. Then:
"It's true!" he sobs. I stifle laughter.
Volcano Flame~
I wake up and immediately start yelling my head off.
"YOU ARE SO STUPID THAT YOU MAKE RETARDED NEWBORNS LOOK LIKE ALBERT EINSTEIN!!! AND WHAT'S MORE, YOU ARE SO UNSOPHISTICATED THAT YOU THINK THAT SCHOOL PIZZA BOATS ARE GOURMET FOOD!!!!!"
Shifting snaps at me. "Who are you yelling at? This thing is soundproof, ghostproof, summoningproof, bombproof and even salamiproof, and all we have is a package of salami and a non-corporeal carton of almond milk!"
"Oooh! Fictional Problem!" I yell.
"YESSS!" Devil says.
"Do you have an idea??" Masked asks exitedly.
"NOOOO!" Devil shouts.
"Then what use is that?" Shifting snaps.
"CAAAAAANNDYYYYYY!!!!" Candy King screeches.
Shifting sighs. "This is looking just dumb."
Shifting Sands~
I'm supposed to get out of a summoningproof, noncorporealityproof, soundproof, bombproof, fireproof, waterproof, sandproof, bulletproof, even salamiproof room with a non-corporeal carton of almond milk and a corporeal package of salami, not to mention a whole bunch of hyperactive idiots? This is just dumb. I'd say our chances of escaping are 9 vingitillion to one.
9 vingitilion IS a number. Look it up.
(May 6, 2015 - 8:36 pm)
"I bet the AAs are acting really stupid in their prison," I giggle. "I can imagine them now. 'I HAVE A PLAAAAN!' shouts Dev. 'YOU DO?!' shouts MP. 'NOOO!' says Dev, 'I WAS THINKING ABOUT WHEN WE WERE IN THAT TINFOIIIL!' 'Then what use is that?!' says Shifting, 'CAAAANDY!!' says Candy KING, 'I'm trapped with a bunch of hyperactive idiots,' groans Shifting."
"You're giving me a headache," groans the guy up front.
"Good!" Somebody replies. "Very good!"
"Jolly good," I agree. "If you have a headache, you won't focus on us so much, because here come Carolion's dogs to save us!"
He zaps the dogs.
"MY DOGS!!!!!" Carolion shouts, and she bangs on the truck furiosly. "Let me at 'em! Let me at 'em! He killed my dogs!"
"Actually, he just transported them to the Continiuty," Somebody corrects. "Well, I suppose they'd die very quickly in there anyway."
"They killed your dogs," I say.
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Dev~
"LET'S HAVE A PARTY!!!!" I shout.
"WiTH CAAAnDY!" Candy KING shouts.
"AND BRUSSLES SPROUTS!!!"
"ANd CAkE!!!"
"AND CARROTS!!!!"
"aND IcE CrEAm!!"
"But we don't have cake or ice cream or carrots or brussels sprouts!" Shifting moans.
"OOH! FICTIONAL PROBLEM!" MP shouts. "LET'S ADD PIE HERE! WE HAVE SALAMI AND ALMOND MILK. WE MUST MAKE CAKE, BRUSSLES SPROUTS, PIE, CARROTS, ICE CREAM, AND CANDY! HOW DO WE DO IT?!"
(May 7, 2015 - 3:25 pm)
Shifting Sands~
I groan. "First off, you can't MAKE carrots or brussels sprouts. They GROW. Second off, the almond milk is non-corporeal. If you tried to touch it, you'd just go right through. Third off, you aren't going to make any sort of cake, pie, ice cream or candy without sugar or a heat source. Fourth off, I see no reason to party, because may I remind you that we have been STUCK IN AN EVERYTHING-PROOF ROOM WAITING TO BE EXPERMINENTED ON."
That shuts them up, for twenty seconds anyway. Then they start screaming aain.
"WE'RE TRAAAAAAAAPED!!!!!!!!!" Devil yells.
"WE'RE GOING TO BE EXPERIMENTED OOOOON!" Masked screams.
"LIKELY WITHOUT ANESTHETIIIIICCC!!!!!!!!!!!" Volcano screeches.
"AND WE HAVE NO CAAAAAANDYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!" Candy KING wails.
"SHUT UP!!!!!!" I snap. No one pays any mind and they all keep on panicking. Sometimes these guys are fun, and sometimes they're just downright annoying.
Somebody~
Carolion freaks out. "Calm down! Calm down! Look-- look at the cover of Feather's encyclopedia. See what it says? DON'T PANIC. Nice big friendly letters. Look at the book."
"Give me that encyclopedia!" a dude in the front yells.
"You come back here and get it!!!" Feather yells. "Nobody touches the encyclopedia!!!"
"Maybe I will!" A dude (not the driver) crawls back into the hold...
and Feather whacks him with her encyclopedia. Hard. He crumples. I throw him back out of the hold, then lift Feather's arm like she's a boxer. "THE WINNER!! Ding ding ding!"
Everyone else in the hold cheers. "ALRIGHT, WHO ELSE WANTS SOME???" Feather shouts.
(May 7, 2015 - 6:27 pm)
"BOB!" shouts a guy. "What did you do to Bob?!"
"Nothing, Feather just womped him in the head with a magic encyclopedia."
"Oh, okay."
We wait.
"WAIT, WHAT?!?!?!?!!?"
We burst out laughing.
"YOU GUYS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MISERABLE AND MOROSE! BE SILENT!!!!"
Then I realize his voice is contorted with pain.
"No!" I reply. "Hey guys, why don't we have a paaarty?"
"Yeah!" shouts Somebody. She must have heard it too. "With caaake and caaandy!"
"And lots of smiles and happiness!" Feather adds. "Whoo-hoo, let's have some fun with a bunch of idiots!"
Carolion looks at us like we're aliens, but I suppose she decides that she oughta be doing something. "And lots of dancing with us singing and having fun!"
The guy screams and disappears in a puff of smoke.
"Hey, what happened to Steven?!" snaps the driver. "Did you just evaporate Steven?! Come on! Please just be quiet until we get there!"
"Okay," we reply.
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Dev~
I WANT TO BE AWESOME AND DESCRIBE THE WHOLE THING. BUT I'M READY TO SNEAK ATTACK VOLCANO, SO I'LL JUST MAKE IT QUICK.
WE GOT A PLAN TO DROP THE NON-CORPREAL ALMOND MILK THROUGH THE CAGE AND SAY WE DROPPED IT. WHEN THEY OPEN THE CAGE TO GIVE IT BACK, WE ESCAPE.
(May 8, 2015 - 6:38 pm)
Somebody~
Suddenly I decide to sing. The first song that pops into my head is "The Bowl and a the Laser Bat" by ViHart.
"The Bowl and the Laser Bat went to town on a lovely burnt umber Segway! They took hot pockets and plenty of SPROCKETS wrapped up in a tasty entree! The Bowl looked up to Orion above and sang out of key, "What a nice Laser Bat you be, you be! What a nice Laser Bat you be..."
"SHUUUUT UUUUUPPPP!!" Yells the driver.
"NO!" I start on "Mary had a Laser Bat."
"Mary had a Laser Bat, Laser Bat, Laser Bat, Mary had a Laser Bat whose eyes exterminated! And everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went her Bat echolocated!"
"I can't STAND twelve-tone music!"
"Twinkle, twinkle little star, I don't wonder what you are! You're a giant ball of gas! So you can just kiss my..."
Everyone held their breath.
"FACE! Yes, you're an exploding mass of hydrogen in outer... SPACE! Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool? Yes sir yes sir, three bags full, three bags full, three bags full! Okay, I'm out."
Volcano~
So we try to drop the almond milk outside, but we can't pick it up! So we just use the salami.
"Hey! We dropped our salami!" I yell at a passing guard. "That's your problem!" he yells back.
Drat. Now we don't even have salami!
(May 9, 2015 - 12:33 am)
Ummm... Guys? Where am I right now? What am I doing? I'm confused. Can you include me?
(May 6, 2015 - 10:54 pm)
*I realize there was a massive continuity error. Let me try to fix that.*
Silvery lands on the asphalt in a silver-moth-wing heap. I gently poke her, but she just rolls over.
Shadow lands next to her. "Oh my gosh, Silvery. Seriously? Okay! You're not a mothball! You're not! Do you get it? I'm sorry!" Shadow looks at me. "What's wrong?"
"Have you seen anyone else?" I ask.
"About five minutes ago, Somebody called me from her room..." Shadow points a huge black wing up at the window. "... and said her, Brookeira's, St.Owl's, and Carolion's AEs got kidnapped. I went to her room. But then Silvery..." Shadow glares at the heap of silver still passed out on the ground "... leaped out the window, and I jumped out. It sounded like something crazy happened up there... I don't know where everyone is."
I point to the ground. "Tire tracks. I think they got kidnapped, with their AEs. I think I wasn't because I don't have AEs and I look normal."
Shadow looks at the solarpunk tiles surrounding me for 10 feet around and then at the tictac gun stuck in my back pocket. "Normal. Okay."
"Whatever. Normal enough, when I don't have my solarpunk bike with me."
"Silvery was in the freezer, and i was in the room. So they didn't see us."
"We have to go rescue them!"
"Buut... you're a giant black dragon, my only transportation is a bike that turns everything around it temporarily rainbow and eco-friendly, and we have to carry this passed-out moth. Whoever got us before might not have seen us, but on the move, we're going to be really obvious."
"We're CBers. This is sounding like a Fictional Problem. That means it has a Solution. Come on!"
Shadow takes off into the sky, leaving me to stick Silvery into my bike crate and start off down the road, following the tire tracks down the street.
(May 7, 2015 - 12:23 am)
H.A.B., Spyro, Booksy Owly, and Eliza wake up to find that the hotel is completely deserted of other CBers. Last night they were all there and now they're all gone.
"I saw a bunch of people and their AEs get captured last night!" reports Booksy.
"We've got to find them, then!" says H.A.B. "What were they taken away for?"
"I don't know," says Booksy Owly.
"Oh! I think those guys said they had to be taken away because they were corpo... cor... extra... whatever! Magical, basically! Otherworldly! Not normal!" says Spyro.
"Well, we've got to find them!" says H.A.B.
The CBers run out of the hotel and find tire tracks leading away from the hotel.
"These tire tracks must lead to where they were taken! I remember, it was a huge van!" says Booksy.
"Then let's follow 'em!" shouts Spyro, flying away at high speed.
H.A.B., Booksy Owly, and Eliza follow.
(Sorry, Booksy, I don't know who Eliza is, so I didn't make her have any dialogue. Hope that's okay.)
(May 7, 2015 - 10:39 am)
Thanks, HAB/ Spyro. And I'm sorry about Eliza. I posted as her for an RP, and now my computer went crazy and included her in my name. She's not a part of this! Again, sorry! I'll post later.
(May 7, 2015 - 5:50 pm)
Oh, okay :)
(May 8, 2015 - 5:52 am)