DO NOT ENTER

Chatterbox: Inkwell

DO NOT ENTER

DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT THE EXPRESS PERMISSION OF ∫IRE8! PERPETRATORS WILL BE ELIMINATED!

It has come to the attention of the Archives that the CB have become to involved in matters of the imagination. Cease your meddlings now or be wiped from the face of the earth along with all your image:ined creatures, "CAPTCHAS" and "AE"s. You are becoming a danger to the world.

submitted by The Archivist, age N/A, N/A
(November 25, 2019 - 10:38 pm)

Alright, you can begin conversing with the others. You could evem start a planning thread if you want.

submitted by The Overseer@Tux
(December 5, 2019 - 10:20 pm)

Gosh darn it, I'm late. Oh well. I'll fill out the sheet anyway. Being in the background is better than nothing.

Username: Viola?

Approximate age: Secreteen

CB appearance: Tall and thin, with long hair and nails. Wears t-shirts and jeans, jackets and boots, cloaks and gowns, suits and costume horns, whatever. As long as it's modest, functional and appealing to my fancy. Dark colors, green and black are a bonus. 

Personality: Basically a cat. Adores elegance and desires respect, but enjoys being silly as much as regal. Curious, playful, always keeps an eye out for anything pretty or interesting. Tends to drop formality among friends and raise it (for different reasons, and to different effects) among respected persons and despised persons. Willful, lazy, but prone to guilt; accordingly cautious about commitments. Wandersome. Weird.

Weaponry/offensive magic/gadgets: Can summon and control infinite sticky notes at will.

Defense tech/magic/armor: See above

Misc powers: Can float in midair a little. 

Percentile chance of a dramatic entrance: 33%. If I spot my opening, I'm going for it, or it might be an accident.

Percentile chance of doing something dumb but also great: 25%. It's more likely to just be dumb.

Other: Always tries to remember that people rarely see what they don't expect to, or look up.

submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(December 6, 2019 - 8:17 am)

I'll prepare well but quickly, then become bored and start to read from my spot in Little Women.

submitted by Luna-Starr, age 27 eons, Existential Ponderment
(December 7, 2019 - 10:45 am)

Oh no, I'm late!

USERNAME: Catsclaw

 

APPROXIMATE AGE: 13, but I look about 14

 

CB APPEARANCE: 6'1'', with short brown hair in an under cut, cat ears, and jade-green eyes against my white skin. Cat tail and cat's claws. Usually wears a trench coat over a black suit, or some armor instead, or just jeans and a tee-shirt 

 

PERSONALITY: Geeky, a tad lazy, a tad obsessive. Very loyal but a very small bit obnoxious. INFP-T. Slightly socially awkward and easy to hurt emotionally, but hides that behind a loud, rathee boisterous mask. (Not a literal mask)

 

WEAPONRY/OFFENSIVE MAGIC/GADGETS: Has two longswords, one of which functions as a frost brand, the other as a flame tongue. Claws. Can cast some 1st, 2nd, and 3rd level spells. (Really hoping the Overseer plays D&D...)

 

DEFENSE TECH/MAGIC/ARMOR: Suit of plate armor, sometimes wears a robotic exoskelton.

 

MISC POWERS: Imcredible vision with my glasses, superhuman agility. Nine lives.

 

PERCENTILE CHANCE OF A DRAMATIC ENTRANCE: 99.9999999. Yup, I do that sometimes.

 

PERCENTILE CHANCE OF DOING SOMETHING DUMB BUT ALSO GREAT: 95.875. I do that sometimes.

 

OTHER: supercalifragilisticexpealidocious.

submitted by Catsclaw
(December 7, 2019 - 7:53 pm)

Hey look percentages how cool. 
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I'm 97.47578 sure percentages are the easiest math bit I've ever done so far XD

submitted by Nyx, age 12 years, earth
(December 7, 2019 - 9:18 pm)

That and fractions, yeah, same.

 

Nyx. Nyx, I Think we're mind twins. We seem ti think along very similar ways. 

submitted by Catsclaw
(December 8, 2019 - 12:31 am)

....yeah, you're right. That's so cool. You remind me of my friend T also, so that's cool.

submitted by Nyx, age 12 years, earth
(December 8, 2019 - 7:17 am)

Heh. So, just clarifying, are you male or female? Or otherwise?

submitted by Catsclaw
(December 8, 2019 - 7:05 pm)

Female. You're male right?

submitted by Nyx, age 12 years , Earth
(December 8, 2019 - 8:08 pm)

Yep. I'm quite honestly a steriotypical nerd. White? Check. Male? Check. Glasses? Check. I am homeschooled, though.

submitted by Catsclaw
(December 8, 2019 - 11:17 pm)

I can't believe how many homeschoolers are here. I'd expect usually to be the only one, along with maybe one or two others, but there's quite a few. XD I'm also kind of nerdy when it comes to some things ;P

submitted by Nyx, age 12 years, earth
(December 9, 2019 - 9:15 am)

Yea.

submitted by Catsclaw
(December 9, 2019 - 2:51 pm)

I will pace around, gather my things, and think of all the possible terrile fates I could meet.

submitted by Moonlight
(December 9, 2019 - 6:41 pm)

To the background I shall be relegated, because I didn't notice this thread until now and 'tis better than not!

Username: Alizarine

Aproximate age: A tiny bit older than you

CB appearence: Thin and of average height with a lighter skin tone. Wearing something white, red, brown, and/or gold and is probably wearing boots. Long and curly dark brown hair. Stud earrings with white feathers.

Personality: Outgoing. Often a loud speaker but can usually keep a low profile. Argumentative for the fun of it, doesn't take things too seriously, makes a lot of puns. I tend to act like a wise old man around people that I don't get along with. Loves surrealism.

Weaponry/offensive magic/gadgets: I don't have any in particular. How about a katana? Yes. A katana. I now have an imaginary katana.

Defence tech/magic/armor: I can summon small gold orbs of light, hover them in midair, throw them at things. If one of them is hit by something, it shatters like glass; but the shards just vanish. I can only have one orb going at a time.

Misc powers: See above.

Percentile chance of a dramatic entrance: 60%. Dramatic entrances are my jam.

Percentile chance of doing something dumb but also great: 40%. I do a lot of dumb things.

Other: If our matters of the imagination aren't yours, are they actually ours? Acknowledging our creations weakens your resolve. The battle has been half won in the seconds you typed such a phrase, and you have yet to know thanks to this correspondance's delay. Haha! One could presume you're somewhat unprepared...

submitted by Alizarine
(December 10, 2019 - 9:27 am)

Two days later they set off. But first, to address the actions of the team.

Everyone who just said that they're preparing/gathering supplies: congrats! You automatically succeed!

Sybill: Your attempts seem to be peering through a fog. Nothing you can see has any use.

Kitten: Sure you find information, but once you start to read each entry, the ink swirls until the page is nearly covered in an intricate design. No words remain.

Tux: you have successfully conferred with the others. What you conferred about is up to you.

Luna-Starr: you finish little women in record time.

Moonlight: You think of 3,453,556 ways in which you could die.

Great! Here we go:

The Questors set off, with, among many other things, five magic arrows and a copy of the strange design caused by looking at a book page about the oeb, given by kind Kitten. Now, to get to the Grimm Forest, one must first travel through Inkwell, the across part of Kyngdom*, and finally sail across the Sea of Imagination to the dark land of Writer's Block, where one must mae their wa across grim, dreary lands to the Grimm Forest, where monsters reside. And the Inkwell was currently the land under assault. 

You can imagine that the Questors didn't feel too excited. 

As they rode along the bridge over the Middle Sea, in which the center is Chatterbox city, thyy talked. They talked of things too numerous to name. There were discussions of art and writing, literature and comics, comedy and politics- but te main one was "how are we going to die?" The leading theory was incineration, because, they figured, everyone likes incineration.

When they came to the edge of the bridge, they began to ride hard and fast. Most of them hd built-in entertainment systems in their cyber-mounts, but a few of them rode horses, and these people kwpt up the conversation.

Their first challenge came at dusk, when they found themselves at a tall tower they were pretty sure wasn't on the map. It was a truly incredible structure, though.

The tower was tall, with triangular ramparts and wndows. Gargoyles leered at them from high landings, and they suspected bats would be sleeping inside by the thousands.

Suddenly, as Moonlight stepped up to knock, a gargoyle blinked. As quick as you could scream "HOLY COWS OF APOLLO!!", the gargoyles stone was flesh and blood, and they launched themselves at the Questors. 

There are twelve gargoyles. What would you like to do?" 

 

*NOTE:This is not Kyngdom canon. 

submitted by The Overseer-2, age N/A, N/A
(December 13, 2019 - 11:32 pm)