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Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
You walk home from school one bright, clear, October afternoon, still angry at your parents for grounding you for something you hadn’t done. The neighbors’ dog did not end up on your garage roof because of you, that was for certain. They were depriving you of the CB, your phone, and going out to play with your friends, for 2 weeks. Two whole, miserable,desolate weeks! Fourteen whole, miserable, desolate days! 20, 160 whole, miserable, desolate minutes without the CB or your friends. You trudge the rest of the way home, then drop your heavy backpack and rush upstairs to try to check the Chatterbox one more time. You put the familiar Internet address into your computer, then sigh in despair as the same message that you saw last night, and this morning, pop up.
Sorry about taking away your favorite website, but in this house, when you’re grounded, you’re really grounded. Love, Dad
But then, the screen flickers, and a new message pops up. One that you had not seen before…
Dear CBer,
You are one of the lucky few who have been chosen for a very special opportunity. A 3-week stay at my steampunk castle! There are luxury bedrooms, banquets every day, and many, many fun things to do in the forests, fields, and lakes that surround the castle. All expenses are paid*, so you can just go up on your garage roof- the same one that Barky got stuck on, and wait for the dragon, which may be real or mechanical, your choice. As many AEs and CAPTCHAs as you want are allowed. Please get the list in by Friday, the 24th, so that we may start as soon as possible. As a last note, The Castle Manager is not responsible for any injuries, deaths, missing limbs, etc.Thank you!
Sincerely(or not),
The Castle Manager.
*Popcorn is not already paid for.
Well, that was weird. How did she know all that stuff, like the neighbors’ dog’s name. But the sound of all that fun stuff intrigued you, so you packed a small bag, grabbed your AEs and CAPTCHA, and climbed out your window onto the garage roof to wait for the dragon.
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Hello, CBers, AEs, and CAPTCHAs! As you saw in the letter above, you are “the chosen ones”. Please get a packing list for you and each of your AEs, and fill out this sheet:
Name:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Real or Mech. Dragon:
What you are bringing:
We will start this Ski Lodge(my first one!) on the 25th. So, get to your packing!
~ The Castle Manager
submitted by The Castle Manager, age ?, Steampunk Castle
(March 17, 2017 - 6:56 am)
(March 17, 2017 - 6:56 am)
I heard that this works....
(April 19, 2017 - 4:05 pm)
OMG! This actually works!
(April 19, 2017 - 4:07 pm)
I will post it soon, I promise. TOP!!!
(April 22, 2017 - 6:14 am)
Post! Post! Post!
(April 25, 2017 - 3:52 pm)
The moment you have all been waiting for....*dramatic music*
Day Six:
The CM wandered around the grounds aimlessly early the next morning, just as, unbeknownst to her, Icy had done just two days previously. But Icy can't be the murderer, she’s locked in the dungeon and it still happened!
~
Meanwhile in the dungeon, Icy was in the same spot as she had been the day before. Then, she heard a door opening and the unmistakable click of a plate being set down, then a door shutting and locking. Icy halfheartedly trudged over to the plate of food, and started to eat. Ew! The bread was stale and the canned soup was rotten.
I know, I know. Canned soup doesn’t rot, bla bla bla. But this canned soup was foul and-yes- rotten.
But it was the best she had, so she devoured it like a bear who hasn’t eaten all winter.
The murderer, lurking outside the door, smiled.
(S)he went back in, to take the plate away.
“Hey Icy,” said the murderer.
Icy didn’t look up.
“ICY!”(s)he barked.
Icy finally looked up. “Go away. I don’t want anything to do with you, ever again.”
“Well, luckily, you won’t have to,’’ replied the murderer. “The poison will make sure of that. “
Icy’s jaw fell open. “POISON!?!?!” she shrieked.
The murderer, smiling smugly over his/her shoulder, left the dungeon.
Icy again heard the sound of the door closing and locking. She stared in shock at the gray stone wall.
Then, she started to weep again, louder than ever before.
~
That night, it was the CM’s turn to bring Icy her meal. She opened the creaky door to the dungeon, and found Icy in a corner, sleeping.
“Icy?” said the CM, gently.
Icy replied, very indistinctly. This was what the CM could make of it:
“Poison…. Food…. Murderer…”
“They poisoned you? Icy, Icy, who was it?” asked the CM excitedly.
Icy started to reply. “It was…”
Her eyes glassed over, and she froze.
The CM, hopelessly, checked for a heartbeat.
Nothing.
She screamed at the top of her lungs. No words, just an earsplitting, high pitched shriek of terror and sadness.
~
The remaining CBers, AEs, and CAPTCHAs had come running when they heard the screams. For many minutes, it was complete chaos.
“The murderer strikes again!”
“No, not Icy…”
“Icey?”
The CM finally managed to calm everyone down with- not stale or rotten- Popsicles.
“Now… we must find out who did this.
She pointed at one of the crowd. “You. What do you have to say for yourself?”
Deaths: Anabella, Quirker, Wingnut, Fred, Pepper Star, Icy.
Notes: Ooh, cliffhanger! Hope you like this part! -The CM
(April 25, 2017 - 7:20 pm)
Yayy! New part!
Rotten canned soup XD
(April 26, 2017 - 10:26 am)
Yeah. XD
(April 26, 2017 - 4:27 pm)
XD
Technically, if you count cryrogenics, I'm not dead, just frozen for the rest of my life, which is as good as dead....
The things you learn XD
(April 27, 2017 - 9:01 am)
Don't die!!!!
(May 1, 2017 - 11:50 am)
Sorry about no-day-7-for-a-long-time!!! I'm about to start and I know what I'm going to write, but I haven't got around to doing so yet. Also, 100!
(May 4, 2017 - 6:08 am)
Yay!!!
-Pepper
(May 5, 2017 - 8:49 pm)
I'm still alive. Hmmm . . . very suspicious.
(May 5, 2017 - 10:35 pm)
Day Seven:
Timeless trembled. “M-me? W-what did I d-do?”
“Just murdered 2 innocent(Well, kind of) AEs, 1 innocent CAPTCHA, and 3 innocent CBers. “
“No! Please! It wasn’t me!” Timeless shouted, but no use. The other CBers, AEs, and CAPTCHAs were going inside for dinner. There was a table full of delicious things to eat, but Timeless had to sit at the empty, isolated end where the only food was rotten canned soup.
The CM, interestingly enough, wasn’t there, though. Not one trace of her, all through dinner.
After a puzzling evening meal, all the CBers, AEs, and CAPTCHAs sat down to play Monopoly.
Except two of them….
….Timeless, and the murderer.
~
Timeless ran upstairs to where he knew the CM’s room was. From outside her closed door, he heard- muffled but unmistakable- sobs.
Without bothering to knock, Timeless barged in, startling the CM right off her bed, where she had been lying face down, weeping.
“Go away,” said the CM through muffled sobs.
“What’s the matter?” asked Timeless.
“Everyone’s been dying. It’s not how this is supposed to go!”
“Oh… I’m sorry that you feel so bad…”
“No you aren’t. You know why? YOU KILLED THEM.”
The CM returned to bed, and Timeless felt that that was the end of that conversation.
But then, Timeless was grabbed from behind. With one hand over his mouth and the other over his eyes, the murderer tackled him and then led him over to a deep hole in the floor, probably leading to a secret passageway.
He was pushed down it… it was a secret passageway.
The murderer fell down behind him with a loud “oomph”.
And a cutlass.
(S)he then proceeded to stab Timeless with the cutlass.
The CM heard his agonizing death scream, and rushed to the now-closed secret passageway in the floor.
She opened it, and found Timeless’s body at the end of a Long Dark Tunnel…
But the murderer wasn’t there.
“I’m sorry, Timeless,” whispered the CM.
Deaths: Anabella, Quirker, Wingnut, Fred, Pepper Star, Icy, Timeless
Notes: The next few parts (8, 9, and 10) will probably all be posted this week. Hope you like the part! ~The CM
(May 10, 2017 - 6:14 am)
Your writing is phenomenal! Keep up the great work!
(May 10, 2017 - 7:33 pm)
Thanks, Icy! That made my day.
(May 11, 2017 - 7:01 am)