Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

You are peacefully reading [insert title of your favorite book here] for the eleven-thousandth time when your phone rings. Loudly. In fact, you're pretty sure your phone doesn't usually have such an obnoxious, repetitive, blaring ringtone. Grimacing already, you pick up the phone, most likely about to snap at whoever has subjected you to such a horrible twelve seconds of torturous sound. Before you can do so, however, the person on the other side cuts you off, speaking in a fast, excited voice that sounds like someone from a TV commercial.

"You- yes, you, the person currently grumbling about irritating ringtones- have been invited to star- yes, I said STAR- on The Arbitrary Reality Show! The Arbitrary Reality Show's first season is currently being filmed in our glamorous studio that's very very far away from wherever you currently are- but don't worry about transport, we'll get you there. What you should worry about is not getting eliminated, because if you lose a challenge, you'll lose the chance to win our FABULOUS GRAND PRIZE! It's so fabulous, we CAN'T REVEAL WHAT IT IS! So get ready to WIN- or you'll lose and be sent home with nothing."
She hangs up abruptly, and you take a moment to stare at the phone in bewilderment before you realize you have suddenly been transported into a large limo. Next to you is a  suitcase in the neon color of your choosing. The voice from the call comes over the speakers in the sides of the limo walls.
"Welcome, lucky contestant! You'll soon arrive at the studio, where The Arbitrary Reality Show is being filmed. But first, you've got to pack! Just announce what you're bringing to the limo and it will all appear in the suitcase. I assure you, it's the more trendy equivalent of a carpet bag- everything will fit. 
Now, before you get to packing, you'll need some information. You've probably heard of "ski lodges." This is a lot like those- except no one dies! That's significantly more cheering than what most other ski lodges promise, isn't it? Instead of dying, contestants that are eliminated will be sent home in humiliation. Unless I like them very much, in which case they might be allowed to stay on as an extra. So you've got nothing to worry about, right? 
Oh, one more thing: you've been chosen to star, but you've got to earn it by being quick. Only NINE LUCKY PEOPLE can be contestants, so make haste! Sign up when the limo arrives, or you could lose your chance to win that FABULOUS GRAND PRIZE! Filming begins on July 11 (next Monday). Don't be late!"
And with that the voice stops. Well, you might as well sign up. That GRAND PRIZE does sound FABULOUS.
*Notice: Each contestant may bring one (1) alter ego and one (1) CAPTCHA if he or she wishes. Aes will be contestants. CAPTCHAs may provide assistance to their respective owners if such assistance is necessary, fair, and/or applicable but may not participate as contestants on their own.
submitted by The Host
(July 7, 2016 - 12:06 pm)

back to the Pudding's Place

Also, host, please post.

Hehe that rhymed. 

submitted by The Riddler
(August 8, 2016 - 9:34 pm)

Yes, Host, please post!

Haha I'm a poet and I didn't even realize!

 

submitted by Bookworm
(August 12, 2016 - 6:33 pm)
submitted by TOPTOPTOP!!!!!!!
(August 12, 2016 - 9:47 pm)

@Riddler and Bookworm whenever that happens to me--rhyming by accident, I always say, "I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!" XD

submitted by Owlgirl
(August 12, 2016 - 11:14 pm)
submitted by XD XD XD
(August 13, 2016 - 7:51 pm)

Sorry about the hiatus! I've been busy. Chapters are on the way! And I'll have more time to write soon. Keep reading, everyone!

submitted by The Host
(August 13, 2016 - 8:46 pm)

Great! 

You realized your thread has kept at the top by a bunch of Hamilton fangirls having rap battles, right? All we ask in return is for some awesome references XD. Great story so far, Host. Take your time--

*freezes*

My love take your time...

I'll see you on the other side

Raise a glass to free-

Okay I actually CANNOT FINISH THAT WORD. That phrase. I actually couldn't bear typing that. Just thinking about the final monologue makes me emotional, I kid you not. I'm not dramatizing...I got a little watery-eyes. AAACK WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME

 

submitted by Owlgirl
(August 14, 2016 - 1:49 pm)
Believe me, Owlgirl, I understand your emotion over the final monologue. The way his voice sounds as he sings The Story of Tonight-! At any rate, more references are on the way!
Also: there will be a Day 4 Part 3. Sorry to drag it out, but this post got kind of long, and I wanted to get a post in.
Day 4 Part 2
At 10:50, The Host walked in on an entire production of Hamilton. Karaoke had escalated. The show had reached "Farmer Refuted" and Shadowmoon had returned from The Land of The Eliminated to make a cameo as Samuel Seabury. 
"For shame!" She declared loudly.
"For the revolution!" Stan (designated Hamilton, since he was the only boy) fired back.
"FOR SHAME!" Shadowmoon sang ever louder and more opera-y.
"FOR THE REVOLUTION!" Every "Hamilton trash" contestant screamed in reply.
Brookeira groaned. Mirax sighed. Mei-xue fiddled with a loose thread on her shirt and hummed passive-aggressively. The Host gave the irritated onlookers an inquisitive look.
"They've been doing it for two hours." Bookworm said. "It's not that it's a bad musical, it's just that..."
"I miss 'Screaming Rhapsody No.4'!!!" MP wails, putting her face in her hands.
"Yeah, it's getting tiresome," Bookworm concedes.
Suddenly a cheerful piano riff comes on. The Riddler grins and walks to the center of the room.
"You say," she sings, wagging her finger at the other Hamilton-loving CBers, "the price of my love's not a price that you're willing to pay-"
The not-so-Hamilton-loving CBers know what's coming. The others have already performed the entire show once. This song is the one that is repeated three or four times, with slightly varying lyrics. "That's it!" Brookeira says, marching up to the Riddler. "Enough!"
"Hey!" The Riddler whines. "I haven't gotten to play King George yet!"
"Could you at least switch musicals? You've already been through this one! How about, I don't know, Les Miserables or something?"
"Well, Les Mis is super complicated, and has, like, tons of parts..." Owlgirl says. Bookworm face palms.
"But I guess. Anyone know any Les Mis?"
"I dreamed a dream of- something. No, not really." Kestrel admits.
"We could reenact a different story!" The Riddler suggests. "Do you like Star Wars, Brookeira?" Brookeira nods reluctantly.
"Alright, let's do this!" Kestrel shouts, pleased to have something to reenact. "I'll be Luke."
"I call Solo!" Owlgirl says. "Love a good cynical space pilot."
"Aw, I wanted Solo."
"You can be Leia."
"What about Yoda?"
"He's not even in the first movie."
"What about Obi-Wan?"
"He dies."
"Yeah, but he has a Force Ghost-"
"Okay, okay, you can perform later," The Host cuts in. "Time for today's challenge!" 
The Host led the contestants out the back door of the studio and showed them an enormous hedge maze. Delighted with the awed gasps, she said, "Welcome to the fourth challenge! The object of the challenge is to reach the center of the maze. When you reach the center, you will raise your flag to indicate you have finished the challenge. In order to prevent mix ups, we have fingerprint scanners on all the flagpoles. If you'll program your fingerprints in here," The Host gestured to small machines with scanners on top, "You'll be able to raise the flag labeled with your name." She showed everybody how to program their fingerprint into the right machine.
"Wait, so what happens once we raise our flag?" Mirax inquired. "Are we just stuck in the center?"
"You have to wait-" MP let out a gasp of frustration. "-BUT there are a few computers and a bookshelf and the karaoke machine and whatever else the crew members added so you shouldn't be too bored. We'll pick everyone up at the end of the challenge.
There's only one entrance to the maze, so you'll all be going in at the same place and time. Please don't all go the same way. It's a competition. I know you're friends, but this just isn't a teamwork event. But don't, like, try to kill each other or anything, either. This isn't the Hunger Games- yes, Fúdìmó, I know you're disappointed, but no murders allowed. No exceptions."
"But I am the-"
"Ah! No exceptions. Even for the Dark Lord. Even if they're muggles. You'll be disqualified."
Fúdìmó frowned, looking extremely disgruntled.
"Now that that's out of the way, I'll bring you to the entrance." The Host led the Æs and CBers to a large opening in the hedge, blocked by enormous gates. 
"These gates open in..." The Host checked her watch. "Four minutes and thirty three seconds. You can enter the maze as soon as the gates open. It doesn't matter how long it takes you to get through the maze, as long as you aren't the last one to the center. If the two last people to reach the center reach it within thirty seconds of each other, it will be counted as a tie, and both will be eliminated. All clear? Good. I'll see you at the end of the challenge."
submitted by The Host-New Chapter
(August 14, 2016 - 6:26 pm)

Lovin it!!!

Oooh yay, Han Solo! "Gotta love a cynical pilot." Oooh yay, more HAMILTON! Oooh yay, Les Mis! On my own...

submitted by Owlgirl
(August 14, 2016 - 9:01 pm)

"He aims his pistol at the sky WAI-"

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! *runs off screaming and sobbing*

On a less horribly heartbreaking note, yaaaaayyy!!! Host! You're back! We missed you! Yeah, we kinda turned your thread into a Hamilton fangirl thread while you were gone. Hehe...

Also, if we're doing Star Wars, I call being Yoda! R2's my favorite, but he only speaks in beeps.

Charles says nuka. Nuke? Ooook then.

submitted by The Riddler
(August 14, 2016 - 9:23 pm)

Once again, I swear I am not exaggerating: I read that, winced, then jumped and covered my eyes. WHY DID YOU DO THAT, RIDDLER? The reason I don't quite have the lyrics memorized to that song is because I can't bear to listen to it, just for fun, like I'll randomly listen to some other songs. I only listen to it if I'm going through the whole soundtrack, which I do every week, sometimes more times. When I listen to the countdown, my palms are clenched, my nails digging into my palms, and I'm bracing myself, then I flinch when I hear the shot. I tried to relax one time, but that only made me more tense. AAAAAAAACK. Different song, different song! *shuffles*

*trouble-sounding cello*

Uh oh. I am saying NO to this song!

*Stay Alive tune plays* Stay alive...

That's better. Haha, Chrles Lee is fun--

Where is my son?

Shoot NONO PLEASE CHANGE

*new song starts*

Okay, Ten Duel Commandments. 

1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9! There are ten things you need to-- 

NO! I just got away from that one.

*destroys iPod* *takes out iPod#42*

I go through a lot of these when I listen to Hamilton.

 

 

Host, are you OtR or Shadowmoon? 

submitted by Owlgir
(August 15, 2016 - 9:17 am)

*sobs* First time crying at a song. *wails*

submitted by Shadowmoon
(August 15, 2016 - 3:22 pm)

Oooh, I figured out how to play the first few notes of Say No to This, and it sounds so good!!!

I too, cannot stand listening to The World Was Wide Enough. Or Stay Alive reprise. Or Blow us All Away.  

submitted by The Riddler
(August 15, 2016 - 4:11 pm)

No killing Muggles? *Sad face*

submitted by Fúdìmó
(August 15, 2016 - 9:31 am)

THE PHAAAAAAAAANTOM OF THE OPERA IS THEEERE...

INSIDE MY MIND! 

submitted by Bookworm
(August 16, 2016 - 9:43 am)
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