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Chatterbox: Inkwell

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--Solo write--

I'm launching a solo write (my first one!) bc lately I've been having this urge to write but I can't find motivation to finish stories I start, so hopefully this will help keep me on track. Also, this is a fun idea, and I'm excited to share work with you guys, so hope people join! Please try to join by Aug 5, but once I get at least 5 charries (limit of 2 per person, AEs, OCs, and CBers invited.) I'll probably start, though I'm also going to be going on vacation soon so it might be a while. You can join at any time, but if you join later, you won't have as big a role probably.

Setup: The Wizarding School for Creatures of All Types, the acclaimed boarding school in the Kingdom of Myrth, is giving out scholarships for all users of magic to attend for one summer of education. Lots of young mages enter, but only a select few are chosen, and not only because of their magical skills. The lucky few pack their bags and set out for the school, which is located in the center of the kingdom. Little do they know that this summer will not only be filled with magic and learning, but also betrayal, danger, and adventure. No one is who they say they are, and trust should not be given out freely. What are the WSCAT's real motives for the contest? And is there such a thing as good/bad?

 

Charrie sheet-

 

Name:

Age (12-19 if you want to attend the school pls!):

Nickname?:

Power (only one): 

Magic experience:

Personality:

Appearance: 

Favorite motive/saying (optional but appreciated):

Luggage:

Opinion on books?:

Opinion on royalty?:

Student/Teacher: 

Strengths/Weaknesses: 

Shipping: 

Background (optional): 

Pronouns: 

Other: 

 

And I'm pretty sure I'll get guessed pretty quickly... but gtg now I might change this stuff later bc I just came up with a random idea and wrote it down and sent, and bye! 

submitted by The Sesquipedalian, age Venerable, The Myrth Bibliotheca
(July 14, 2023 - 7:25 pm)

Rihanna was just straightening the photos on her bedside drawer when the door flew open and her roommate, at least she assumed that the blue-eyed girl in the doorway was her roommate, came panting in, red as a lobster that had been baking in the heat. Which she probably had been. “Are you.. are you.. Rihanna Arnolds?” the new girl gasped, taking big breaths. Rihanna tried not to notice how sweat rolled from her forehead, collecting on the floor. “Um, yes, I am.” She forced herself to look away from the growing puddle and into the girl’s eyes. “And I assume you’re Celeste? Nice to meet you!” The girl, Celeste, smiled, then dropped her pack onto the twin bed on the other side of the room. “Nice to meet you too.” She replied. Rihanna couldn’t help noticing that Celeste sat on the side of the bed with the fan. “Hey, you may want to know that you’re dripping sweat all over the place.” Rihanna said. “Really?!” Celeste’s eyes widened, as if horrified. She burned a deeper red than she had been earlier, if that was even possible. “I’m-I’m so so sorry! Really! I’ll clean it up immediately, I’ll” Rihanna laughed, “No, no, it’s fine. I don’t care at all! Just thought you might want to know.” Celeste sighed in relief. “Whewf! Ok then, thanks!” Rihanna wasn’t exactly certain what she was thanking her FOR, but she thought it’d be best to just accept and not question it. “You’re welcome! Anytime!” The room descended into an awkward silence. Celeste took out the last item in her bag, a T-shirt with snowflakes all over, moving as if they were actually falling. “Well…” Rihanna ventured, sensing that she wouldn’t regret taking this path, “you can call me Rihanna or Ri, whichever. And I’d be happy to be friends, if you’d like! Of course, you’re stuck with me anyways, seeing as we’re roommates and all, so…” Rihanna trailed off. Celeste was looking at her with a weird expression on her face. Had she said something wrong? She hoped not! That would be horrible! That would be terrible! And that would also mean her powers had been— wait, was Celeste… smiling? Laughing? In fact, Celeste looked a lot more comfortable and relaxed than when she first came in. Rihanna realized that she had been tense, too, wondering what Celeste would say, but now her shoulders sagged with relief. “Is that a yes?” She asked, but she already knew. Of course she knew! Why would she have doubted her own magic, that was ridiculous! Powers couldn’t betray you… could they? “Yes. Yes, I’d love to be your friend! Thank you!” Celeste replied enthusiastically, pulling Rihanna away from her thoughts, and the two fell into uncontrollable giggles that they couldn’t explain, one finally stopping, only to look at the other, and start all over again. Perhaps it was the relief of making a new friend, a first friend, and so quickly, maybe it was Ri’s plain bluntness in asking, but both felt more at home in that moment than they thought possible, being so far away from home. “You can call me Cece, if, you know, you’d want,” Celeste finally offered. “Cece,” Rihanna repeated. “I’d like that.” And then the newly named Ri and Cece fell into giggles, that could probably be heard across the whole campus, once more.

submitted by SECOND PART OUT!!, age And format, Sorry for lateness
(August 7, 2023 - 12:55 am)

I like how you showed Celeste and Rihanna bonding! That was really nice :)

Maybe I'll submit another charrie, but I can't promise, because I don't have that much time :/

Iffy says "zafet." That sounds lovely somehow...

submitted by Poinsettia
(August 7, 2023 - 7:48 pm)

Great part! I love the friend making of the two girls. You are an awsome writer!

submitted by Hawkstar
(August 8, 2023 - 3:00 pm)

Thank you guys so much!! Sorry this next party is so late and short. For some reason I kept on getting stuck every time I tried to write more, so eventually I just had to cut it off. I hope it's fine I made Inanna's staff magical? And I should probably start posting the parts...

Part 3~

(btw, the blank is just to give more flexibility if anyone wants to submit another teacher, pls pretend there's a class there. Also tell me if I'm missing any classes/teachers please, and I apologize if I am!)

It was the first day of classes. Inanna Skye had just gotten settled the night before, WSCAT did not mess around. Yesterday had been a tiring day, she had unpacked, met her roommate (the ever energetic Violet Shimmercress- just what she had needed!), and learned her schedule. She reviewed her notes: first period reaching your full magical potential, second period biology, break, third period _____, fourth period geography, lunch, fifth period PE/guest speaker. Everything sounded very interesting, Inanna couldn’t wait to get down to room 1, coincidentally the classroom for first period, where everyone else was probably already waiting. But… she couldn’t find her retractable staff, and she tried to never leave without it. It helped her control her powers, and it seemed like the kind of thing she might need for classes. “Where is it where is it where is it??” She tossed aside some cushions and flipped a table upside down, but the staff was nowhere to be seen. Why did I have to make it retractable? She thought. It’d be much easier to find if it weren’t the size of a twig! This is like searching for a needle in a haystack, I’m gonna be late! But it was still only improbable, not impossible, she reminded herself, and so Inanna kept on looking. Only when she had swept the room there times did she think to look up. And there was her staff, hanging in the air, suspended by some shimmery tentacle of wind. Come to think of it, the tentacle looked a whole lot like Inanna’s own magic. But she wasn’t doing anything! She hadn’t even known it was there (she should’ve thought to look sooner, but perhaps she had been too tired to think straight), so it couldn’t possibly be her own magic holding it in place! Right? Quickly, she brought the staff closer to her, then ran down the stairs and across campus. She was late!

Bonus:

There was a monster on campus. It was unlike anything else, as ancient as time and dangerous. One swipe of its claws could end your life. One swish of its tail could immobilize you forever. Usually, though, there was no need to worry. The staff tried to always feed it on time, to tailor to its needs. And nothing disastrous had occurred. So far. But now it was hungry. It prowled the hallways at night, searching. There was a monster. And it wasn't an ordinary monster. This was the monster where majik came from. It had been half-asleep since it first created majik, the effort draining its abilities. But now it was Awakening. Everything, was Awakening. Change was in the air.

sorry if that was horrible, I'm kinda half-asleep right now. And so sorry Inanna's part was so short!

submitted by The Sesquipedalian, age Venerable, WSCAT period 1
(August 20, 2023 - 12:56 am)

*majikal potential

sorry, I keep getting my own "majik" mixed up with "magic", which is wrong btw. Ig I'm just used to the other way. But this way is kind of like an inside joke for me, so I need to try to remember to use it more. 

submitted by NEW PART OUT!!, age It’s Ses, Sorry for the wait!
(August 20, 2023 - 1:09 am)

Yaaaaay!!! Inannaaaaaa..!! Yeah, magic staff is A OK. this is really good so far! Also, are you Celine? (did someone already say that?)

submitted by Hawkstar
(August 20, 2023 - 2:31 pm)

Yay! And, thanks for guessing (no, no one has guessed yet). Yes, I AM Celine! :) (ya may have noticed I tried to throw ppl off by responding to myself which totally didn't work bc I realized that everyone was guessing me on SIs that I wasn't (weren't?) even in:))

submitted by CelineSesquipedalian, age Venerable, The Myrth Bibliography
(August 20, 2023 - 5:15 pm)
submitted by Top Please!
(August 25, 2023 - 9:11 am)

Request granted.

submitted by TOP Secret, age top, guess
(August 25, 2023 - 2:54 pm)

Sorry, I think about this every single day but it's still not coming... I literally have almost the whole part written out! But I'm horrible at writing dialogue so... sorry sorry sorry it'll be out soon!!

submitted by The Sesquipedalian, age Venerable, Ugh dialogue
(August 27, 2023 - 1:03 pm)

Ok, sorry, this is terrible and very late and I am not proud of the fact that it took me the better part of an hour to write (excluding that big lecture at the beginning, which was oddly the first thing that came to me and the easiest by far to write) but... well, here it is. I do NOT know how to write crushy stuff, sorry Reuby. And sorry everyone because there were probably all kinds of inconsistencies here and I probably got names wrong and stuff. Btw, I'm introducing the Hippo nickname next part, it isn't a mistake. I think I got his name wrong though.

“Contrary to popular belief, the true way to unlock your full majikal potential, is not by forcing it out, by practicing every waking second, by thinking about it constantly. It is to breathe, to relax, to let it come to you as it wants. Majik, you see, is a wild creature that cannot be tamed, will not be tamed. So you must befriend it, in order to work in tandem. It is natural, and so you must be natural, too. Or else it will get scared and retreat into its cave, refusing to work with you. Your goal, in this class, is to learn how to get majik to work with you. To put its complete faith and trust in you. And while majik does get easier the more experience you have, the way a new friend warms up to you the more time you spend together, you have to learn to use it sparingly and let it rest. I, for example, am easily one of the most experienced teachers here at WSCAT, and that really is saying something considering all the amazing faculty and staff we have here, yet I rarely use my…” Aurora Corvin tried to listen to Mr. Watkin as he droned on and on about majik, she really did. The information was probably important, and why else was she going to this academy if not to learn? But it was only the first day of classes, and Mr. Watkin was already becoming one of those teachers, who couldn’t help but put you to sleep. Her eyelids were drooping, and it didn’t help that they had gone to bed late last night. In fact, she couldn’t think of one person who hadn’t, everyone had been kept up unpacking and memorizing schedules and preparing for the first day of classes, they had barely been given enough time to get settled. A few seats away from her, a girl yawned, loud and wide, as if proving a point, though she seemed unaware that she had done so. That is, until the whole class, Mr. Watkin included, turned to look at her, and she froze like a deer in headlights, eyes scanning the crowd as if she were probing for something. Her eyes met Aurora’s, they were an intense green, and Aurora felt something inside her shatter, her heart start beating faster than should be possible. In that instant, the girl reddened, as if… but no, it was impossible, right? Then the moment was broken. “Coalesce Qualling, do you have something to say to the class?” Asked Mr. Watkin. Coalesce turned away, cheeks fading back to normal, though she seemed slightly more distracted than before. “No. No, sir.” She responded in a jittery way that made it seem like she wasn’t used to talking to people. Aurora’s heart reached out to her. Talking to large crowds made them very nervous, too. You never knew if you were going to say something wrong, be laughed at, made a fool of. You never knew. Mr. Watkin didn’t look like he was done, and Aurora was just about to speak up, to do something, anything, that would help Coalesce, but then the door to class flew open, a girl with long blond hair tied in a braid slid into class. “Sorry I’m… late…” she gasped, managing to meet Mr. Watkin’s eyes even doubled halfway to the floor. “I… came… came here fast as I could, so sorry..” she plopped herself down on a seat by the door, seemed to regain her breath. “Did I miss anything?” Mr. Watkin turned away from Coalesce to reprimand the new girl, and Aurora sighed in relief. She still didn’t appreciate being interrupted, though… but that was silly. She hadn’t even started speaking! Still, they couldn’t help wondering what would have happened if she had come to Coalesce’s rescue… she shook her head. What was she thinking? Come to her rescue, what was she, a knight in shining armor? And Coalesce was definitely not some damsel in distress! Though Aurora couldn’t deny that her feelings for the girl with emerald eyes were real… she felt a kind of kinship to her already, as if they had been made out of the same mold. Aurora glanced up from her musings and realized Coalesce was looking at her. Both turned away, flushing, at the exact same moment. Mr. Watkin resumed his lecture. And Aurora put her thoughts aside to deal with later.

At the end of class, there was a 30 minute meet-and-greet period. All the incoming summer people gathered in the main lounge, a cozy space with lots of couches, to get to know each other. When Aurora arrived at the room, she saw the majority of the people had already beat her there. They drifted towards one end of the room, away from Coalesce, who was seated near the fireplace, but… something weird was happening. Her prehensile hair, usually so obedient, started elongating and wrapping around her, in a way that completely controlled her movements. Aurora was so busy trying to untangle herself from her hair (bad hair, bad hair, stay behind the headband, remember?) that they didn’t realize where they were headed until it was too late. Of course. Coalesce. The girl smiled shyly at her as Aurora took a seat next to her. She was holding a book and Aurora could just make out the title by craning her neck a bit so the angle was just right. Orange for the Sunsets, read the cover. Aurora had read the book, it was good, one of her favorites, and they were pleased that Coalesce had good taste in books. Wait, why were they pleased again? She shifted uncomfortably. Their hair, having retreated back into the usual curly state, twisted a bit, and Aurora, reminded of its previous naughtiness, tied it back with the hair tie she always kept on their wrist. Apparently the headband, which was usually enough to dissuade her hair from acting up, was not enough for this first day. All around them, people were meeting up and talking, lively chatter filling the room. Coalesce still held the book to her face, but Aurora got the distinct sense she wasn’t really reading it. They decided to try to make conversation. “Hey,” they started, but the word came out as barely a whisper. “Coalesce,” they tried again. Much too loud. Coalesce started and looked at Aurora, waiting. Aurora’s mind went blank for a second. What had she been about to say? Something about the book…? “Are you holding that book?” Aurora blurted out, then mentally slapped herself. What kind of a question was that, was someone who was clearly holding a book, holding a book?! It didn’t even make sense! Coalesce developed a furrow in her brows, which Aurora had to stop themself from looking too much at. “Sorry, I-I meant.. that book. It’s good. What’s your power?” A messy cover up, but Coalesce seemed to accept it. “I’m a…” she paused for a second. “An empath, you could say.” Aurora froze. An… empath? So that was why? Coalesce must have seen their expression, because then she hastily added, “I can’t mind read or anything. I can only sense vague emotions. It’s nothing, really. Nothing.” She was watching Aurora closely, seeing how she would react. Aurora suddenly felt the need to hide, but an even greater need to continue this conversation took over. “It’s Coalesce, right?” She asked nervously. “Yeah.” Said Coalesce. She still hadn’t put the book down, and was holding it against her body, a bit like a shield. “But you can call me Cole, if that’s too much of a mouthful.” “Cole.” Aurora smiled. “I’m Ra.” They held out her hand to shake, then, when Cole didn’t immediately take it, started to draw it back. But then Cole put her book down, really down, and put her hand in Aurora’s. “Ra,” she said as they shook, once, firm. “It’s nice to meet you.” She didn’t let go. And Aurora didn’t want her to. Then the bell rang and it was time for the next class.
submitted by The Sesquipedalian, age Venerable, The Myrth Bibliography
(August 29, 2023 - 2:09 am)
submitted by New Part Out!!, age Sry, Top please!!
(August 29, 2023 - 8:09 pm)

Tell me if you want anything changed please! Btw, this is my first time ever writing anything close to romance so it's probably terrible, sorry

submitted by New Part Out!!, age Sry, The Sesquipedalian
(August 29, 2023 - 8:10 pm)

HEY ANOTHER PART LETS CELEBRATE

I'm soooo glad there is another part :DDD I think you are doing really good!! I love how Mr. Watkins acted, it was just how I imagined. 

submitted by Hawkstar
(August 31, 2023 - 3:08 pm)

Ackk thank you!! :) :) whewf, that's a relief! 

submitted by CelineBurning Bright, age Thx!! :D, The Sesquipedalian
(August 31, 2023 - 6:35 pm)